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akaakeis · 7 months ago

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room for you -- oikawa t.

synopsis :: you and tooru oikawa have a history. you're known each other for over a decade. as he outgrew sendai, you got left behind while he took leaps and bounds forward, moving to argentina. when you're already a university student, the two of you end up getting back in touch.

wc :: 1936.ᐟ

gn!reader x oikawa tooru (2nd person)

notes//cw :: named after and inspired by 'room for you' by grentperez + lyn lapid,, im so projecting onto the reader like they are literally me,, fic follows you from elementary -> junior high -> high school -> university (just in little snippets, nothing too long!!),, the school system in this is some kind of japanese school system mixed with the american school system,, kinda hurt/comfort(?) im not even sure if this qualifies actually,, fluffy end <3

a playground. it's filled to the brim with little kids, hanging from the monkey bars and sliding headfirst down the slide. yet here you are, sitting on the sidelines, cross-legged on the sidewalk as you twirl a piece of sidewalk chalk in your little hands. you're alone- till you're not. the sound of quick, loud steps, followed by a final huff, draws you out of your distracted state. the smallest gust of wind blows your hair away from your face as someone drops to the ground to sit next to you.

"heya, i'm tooru. why're you all alone? whatcha doing?" his eyes dart all over your face excitedly. it doesn't seem like he minds the fact that you didn't answer his questions. he finally glances down at the sidewalk below him and is absolutely fascinated with your chalk drawings. he looks at both you and your drawings with childlike wonder. you can't help but wonder why he came up to you, but you're glad that he did.

that was 14 years ago.

a full cafeteria sits in front of you, tables shoved full with kids. it's loud and overstimulating to be there, especially when you have nowhere to be sitting. junior high students rowdily chatter as they mow through their lunches and head outside to play. it's almost as if you're watching a movie play out in front of you as people keep moving about the cafeteria- until you hear a voice call out for you, pulling you out of your daze.

"hey!! over here!" tooru calls out, waving you over to his lunch table. he has a wide grin on his face as he beckons you over. when you get over to the table, he casually slings an arm over your shoulder and pulls you to sit down at the table with him and his friends. maybe junior high wasn't going to be so bad, after all. now you had a friend group, no?

"you fit right in!" tooru comments, nudging you as he laughs. truth be told, it's relieving to hear him say that. you could get used to this.

that was 7 years ago.

aoba johsai's gym. tooru's first high school volleyball match is going on right in front of you. it's amazing, the way that his serves spin across the net with such force. he plays with such agility and honed skill, and it leaves you in awe. the game wraps up quickly- practically in the blink of an eye. when he runs off of the court, you're the first person he comes up to. he jogs to you happily, beaming with excitement.

"how'd i do? did you see all my serves??" he asks, looking at you expectantly. he's very proud of how the game went.

"you did great!" you reply back, just as excited as he is.

after the gym is cleaned up, you accompany the team to a nearby restaurant for a celebratory dinner. it's a walk, with the silence being filled by tooru and hajime's endless banter. this is comfortable. everything feels right, in this moment. as you walk in silence, listening in on hajime and oikawa's latest disagreement, you can't help but reflect on what you saw at the game. tooru was already playing so well. was it wrong to feel like you were getting left behind? to fear that he would leave you behind sooner or later?

that was 5 years ago.

seijoh's auditorium. it's now filled with rows of students, ranging from 1st to 3rd years. it's your- it's all of the 3rd years' ending credits. it's all happening too fast. as you hear your name called out, it echos and rings through the auditorium. you automatically fall out of the line of students, and you receive your diploma, bowing to the principal and thanking him. then, you quickly head back to your spot in line. this was really it. it was weird, but it didn't make you feel any certain way. that was, until you heard the principal call out another name.

"oikawa tooru." you pause. all of a sudden, your heart ached. it was truly sinking in, how momentous of an occasion this was, whether it was for better or for worse. as tooru made his way to the front of the auditorium, you found your eyes gravitated to him as he walked. he glanced towards you and flashed a brief smile. he walked up to the principal, receiving his diploma with a bow and a "thank you." this was actually happening. it wasn't something incomprehensible that you would always be working towards. you had truly completed high school, and that was it. you could feel your heart twisting in your chest as he walked back to his spot in line, waving his diploma at you for a moment and grinning. you muster a smile back to him.

you get a bad feeling about this. what if this is it? what if you never see each other again after this? of course, tooru isn't some mindreader, though. he has no idea you're feeling that way- he's completely clueless. you're probably just getting into your head about it, though. of course you guys would see one another, again. after all, the two of you had plans to go to the same university, anyway.

that was 3 years ago.

a phone is being held in front of your face. argentina national team, it says on the screen. is this some kind of joke? what about all the plans you had made with him? he's definitely joking... but his face betrays that idea. he looks dead serious about this, but at the sane time, he looks so excited. that means you have to be happy for them, no matter how much you feel like going home to process the grief you're now going through.

"oh, wow..." you manage to choke out. "argentina." where even is that? it's sure as hell not close.

"yeah!" he says excitedly. "isn't that cool?" it's like he's forgotten about all the plans the two of you had made. how disappointing.

you nod slightly, mustering up a happy reply. it sounds forced. "yeah, it's super cool! when are you leaving, then?"

"umm... in a week! and we can stay in touch for sure! i'll message you as soon as i land, and then we can call at night!" he says, shutting off his phone and pocketing it as he looks at you, his ever-excited face still apparent. you need to match his energy- you wouldn't want to ruin the excitement of this moment for him, of course.

"totally!" you reply, smiling back at him. you're excited for him, but admittedly, you felt a little worried over being left behind. what would happen from here?

that was 1 year ago.

after tooru left for argentina, he stayed true to his promise. he texted you once he landed, and he called you every night- for a while at least. then the calls started coming less...

and less...

till they altogether stopped.

it only took 2 months for the calls to stop coming. not to mention, when you'd try to call, he'd answer, but he would only say he's busy and would talk to you later. you would be lying if you said you didn't get what could have caused it, though. for one thing, he's now committed to a national level volleyball team. the two of you are also 12 hours apart, time wise. it really does make sense why the calls stopped, but you just can't wrap your head around it. the two of you have been friends since 1st grade, so how could your relationship be falling apart so easily?

you missed him- you missed talking to him, too.

that was 10 months ago.

now, you sit in your university dorm, watching the computer screen in front of you as it plays a live volleyball game: argentina vs. japan. there were a couple familiar faces- amongst them, of course, being tooru. it felt weird, seeing him like this. it was like you had never known each other, seeing the game from here.

you wonder how he is. he was so enamored with the idea of being a part of a national team. he truly put in an effort to become as good as he is now. you miss him. you resent him for leaving you behind. hopefully, he's okay, though. you still care about him.

the volleyball game comes to a close after long struggle, with japan coming out on top. hours pass as you sit in your dorm room, wasting time with multiple activities. the day feels so slow.

bzzt—

your phone rings, but quickly stops. you pick up your phone and check where the call was from. it was from tooru, and it was followed by a text that read, "oops sorry." you text back a "you're fine dw" and then put down your phone with a sigh, only for your phone to buzz again. tooru texts you again, asking how you are.

soon enough, a conversation starts as the two of you continue to text back and forth. tooru calls you, explaining, "i figured if we were gonna continue talking... we should just call, right?" he pauses for a moment. "ah- and i'm sorry.. for not talking to you for a while. i don't have any excuse... i just stopped."

your heart twists in your chest. "...it's fine, don't worry. i get it. you're busy." you reply, picking at the sides of your phone case. it hurt to know he didn't even have a reason to stop talking to you,

"no... seriously. i'm sorry." tooru continues, "it won't happen again. i've missed you a lot."

"i missed you too," you reply simply. "i just wish you were still here, y'know? ...i saw your game against japan. you guys did really good. your serves have improved since high school, tooru," you add, feeling slightly better.

"yeah, i've been missing sendai, seriously." he sighs. "and why the hell did you not tell me they tore down the old house?" he groans. "our precious meet up spot..."

you laugh softly. "i figured it would only make you upset. but hey, we can make a new meet up spot. that old house was so school days," you reply, a joking lilt in your voice.

"yeah, you're right," he replies, laughing. "sorry, i won't have time to meet up this time, though. i'll make time next time i'm here visiting, promise."

you smile slightly, still picking at the sides of your phone case. "alright, that sounds good."

"and... hey," he says, his voice softer.

"hm?"

"you know i'll always make time for you, right? there's always room for you," he says, your name following. it rolls off his tongue effortlessly. you've always adored the way he says your name. it felt comforting.

his words make you freeze up for a moment as you process what he just told you. "...thanks, tooru. i hope you know i will too. there's always room for you," you echo, a smile gracing your features as you realize- maybe your relationship didn't fall apart at all. after all, the relationships that have stood the test of time are usually the strongest, no? distance is just another obstacle for the two of you to overcome together.

while you two may not be fortunate enough to live near one another, neither of you will let physical distance be the reason your relationship fails. the two of you will always have room for each other inside of your hearts.

notes ::

₊ ⊹ guys im gonna be honest w u i heavily fw this fic

₊ ⊹ i hope u guys feel the same way <3

₊ ⊹ I WAS SO CLOSE TO 2K WORDS ON THIS DAMN IT

₊ ⊹ i feel like i get all my fic plot ideas from music i listen to... pls forgive me for that i can't help it

₊ ⊹ idk what this fic genre would be classified as? but i really enjoyed writing it

₊ ⊹ i was on a plane when i wrote this i was SO locked in

₊ ⊹ i also wrote some of this in a car and i got so sick... that was not demure!!!

₊ ⊹ oh and not proofread are we surprised! let me know if u find any glaring grammar or spelling mistakes PLEASE

₊ ⊹ i'm so tired it's like 3 something itm in my timezone... if u see formatting issues thats why probably??? idk my vision is blurry rn

₊ ⊹ any other works can be found on my masterlist!

🏷️ (sorry for the random tags.. i just really really like this one </3) :: @bokukos ,, @iiwaijime ,, @hatsukeii ,, @causenessus ,, @kuroppiii <3

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #tooru oikawa #oikawa x y/n #oikawa x you #dividers by @/plutism #GOOD NIGHT #I CANT SEE STRAIGHT OMF #omori's sketchbook.

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vixstarria · 6 months ago

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Kinktober Day 12 - Size difference

For every day of the month of October I will be posting a little snippet following prompts listed in this post. Most of these will not be full fics, but rather short snippets, set-ups, and, in a few cases, copied bits and pieces of fics I have already published. But, if there is a lot of interest and feedback on any of the snippets, they might just evolve into full fics, so keep that in mind.

Disclaimer: I've posted this before, it is a slightly re-worded snippet from my Tav x Astarion x Halsin fic A Night at the Inn (part 2) (beware, the fic is written in 2nd person, but the below snippet is in 3rd)

“Please...” Asmodea groaned from her position face down in Astarion’s neck, her hips raised and waiting for the druid.

“Please what?” smirked Astarion.

“I may have a hunch about what she wants,” said Halsin, slipping a single finger in, shallowly, just one phalange deep, and sliding it in and out of her, teasingly. “Is this it?”

“No, no, she needs to say it herself,” interjected Astarion.

“I want more...” she moaned.

“More?” Halsin slipped a second finger in, keeping it agonisingly shallow.

“Your cock! I want your cock deep in me... Please...” she was too frustrated to care anymore.

“Good girl...” purred Astarion. “I’m going to remember this, you know,” he added with a smirk. “Next time you get too sassy with me, I’ll just recall our fearless leader begging for dick.”

“Listen here, you-” she started, exasperated, but was cut off by him pulling her into a deep kiss. He trailed his hand down her stomach until his fingers reached her slit, dipping in. She moaned into his mouth as he began to gently roll her swollen clit between his fingers the way he knew she liked.

She heard Halsin discarding his own clothes somewhere behind her, and was about to turn to look back, but Astarion held her chin.

“Ah-ah, no peeking! Let’s keep it a surprise.” He looked over her shoulder. “A very... big... surprise.”

She felt Halsin start to work his way in with his cock, in slow, rolling thrusts, gradually filling her, inch by inch. She were completely soaked, and stretched to accommodate him, but gods he felt huge. Exactly as big as one would expect by looking at the sheer size of the druid himself.

She whimpered as he filled her completely and began his deliberate, rhythmic thrusts.

“More than what you’d bargained for, darling?” Astarion whispered in her ear, continuing to rub her clit. “But you’re taking it so well, my good girl...” All she could do was whimper and moan, as he continued whisper obscenities and stroke her. “That huge cock, all for you...”

My Kinktober masterlist and prompts post

#kinktober 2024 #bg3 kinktober #BG3 Kinktober 2024 #Astarion #Halsin #Asmodea #kinktober prompts #bg3 #Bg3 smut #smut

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hometoursandotherstuff · 2 years ago

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OMG, this is gorgeous! It’s an historic work business/home in Bath, UK. In 1890 3 separate buildings were united. A converted pub constructed c1800 now has a separate two-bedroom house and it’s incredible. £2,750M / $3.423M. Come in and see this jewel.

How amazing is this?

I would love to live here and run the shop.

On the other side of the doors is the shop’s pantry and serving area.

This looks like the shop’s kitchen- so lovely.

Lovely area to sit and have tea with a homemade sweet.

Mad about this kitchen. How fabulous is this? Totally historic- the sinks, the built-in cabinet and the counter separating the seating area.

Nice little kitchen/sitting room combo.

Cute table nook for two.

Look at the age and patina in this dining room- that original fireplace.

The formal dining room has a door to the garden.

Baked goods and foodies to serve to the customers in the seating area.

Have you ever seen a more wonderful pantry?

What a great sink!

This sitting room w/the gorgeous old fireplace and bookshelves has a wall of sliding doors that open to the private garden.

This is so beautiful.

Up in the store’s mezzanine, it’s like a library. Look at that glass ceiling!

Full vintage bath on the mezzanine.

Bedroom #1 is the main bd. Isn’t it cozy?

Beautiful vintage bath. Look at that architectural salvage piece on the wall.

Isn’t the 2nd bd. adorable? Completely obsessed with this home.

https://inigo.com/sales-list/margarets-buildings

#historic UK homes #old house dreams #houses #house tours #home tour

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zoroara · 10 months ago

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Vongola Kids Weapon Use Cases

(Space here in case I ever do this again with another group[s])

This is a really, REALLY long weapon analysis of estimations of how they would be used in a more realistic way. Disclaimer: This is a thought experiment, does not take flame uses into account in most cases unless that is the explicit only use of the weapon, does not cover animal box weapons. This is the best estimation I could do, and is likely not perfect due to this being a bunch of anime weapons, despite this, i think it gives potentially a good idea of how they would work in fights, though some would have to be toned down repercussions or re-designed based how they worked even if used realistically as some would harm the user significantly, so keep that in mind when reading that this is not to dictate how to write it.

with that in mind, let's get started.

Tsunayoshi Sawada

Weapons: X-Gloves, Cambio-Forma Mantle, Cambio-Forma Knuckle

X-Gloves

These DO have subtle differences to how it would affect their hits, and their WEIGHT, each being definitely heavier than the last.

The gloves themselves, on the first two iterations have very little points where they are much harder than a goalie glove, it will hurt but at the same time the blows are going to be slightly softened because of the material they're made of.

The fingers would not actually bend all that well, these gloves are THICK and would restrict some movement you would not likely be able to make a closed fist, ESPECIALLY not on the Vongola gear version where there is actual metal in the joints. and YES this metal goes all they way around the joints leaving VERY little ability to position fingers further.

however one thing for sure is that should you be hit with the actual metal of the gloves in the 2nd and 3rd version it's going to fucking hurt. However the 3rd version would require more arm strength to heft the same way without issue. should it have been realistic the change would have actually affected Tsuna's flight due to how movement would have to be adjusted unless you want to argue he already had enough strength that it would be unnoticeable, which honestly with having to preform x-burner and the pressure that would put on his body, i could see that.

Essentially, the best way of using these sans flames is essentially back handing someone really hard on the second and third, though.

Cambio Forma Mantle

The mantle is a bit harder to tell exactly how it's used is, it seems that the cape itself more protects from off shoot of flame and is used to absorb flame into it when hit, however there's the hard part that seems to be based off a buckler shield in use that's attached to tsuna's hand.

Which is a rather Ideal weapon, however unlike the buckler it's more flat meaning it's made to take blows head on instead of completely deflecting them.

This is an issue, as blocking blows like this can sometimes stagger your hands and injure limbs through the shield, which is more likely because you're taking the full force of the attack and are trying to tough it out, vs a rounded shield redirecting some of that energy allowing the weapon to slide off and giving less surface area to take less energy into it, this is why bigger shields aren't completely flat but have rounder metal in the middle, or are curved like cop shields.

Fortunately for Tsuna he usually only has to use it once or twice before he can break out of the position he's in so that he can give his hand time to recover.

Cambio Forma Knuckle

(note: I used the manga version because it was clearer how it was used as you can actually see tsuna's hands. and for some reason the anime added additional pincers to it?)

first the dual pincers obviously are going to be able to stab and slash the opponent, however this makes the middle part on top redundant.

Which is thicker and much more blunt, thus made to bash the opponent, however with the outer pieces they would slow down any hit that could be made and make the blunt area a little less effective.

however it could be used similarly to a bat with a nail in it, the middle part being more for the stability and as a back up if one misses. otherwise the weapon has a very specific proper hit area it can really be used most effectively from the front. Though the sides while would hurt, or the top, is clearly not the intended use of the weapon and thusly is not the aim of the user when it comes to using them for attacks.

additionally using a weapon like this can put heavy pressure on the wrist, so if he hits something hard or heavy he'll probably feel it really bad.

Hayato Gokudera

Weapons: Dynamite, Flame Arrow, G's Archery

Dynamite + Vongola gear version

I am going to have to mark all of the dynamite with "Okay so there's not exactly a way to use these WRONG other than being within range of them."

However the more he uses the more dangerous it is, as it inevitably will become a bigger explosion, making the safe range shrink with each he throws, resulting in heat burns at the minimum level, potentially being thrown back, to actual burns and being thrown into something. Due to the rocket bombs being made to fire off further away, they are much safer to use against opponents than the regular dynamite, unless you aim them improperly or their flight is obstructed.

vongola gear cambio forma because that is JUST more effective and effiencent rocket bombs that seek out the opponent, and hold the same caveats as the previous ones

Flame Arrow

Let's talk recoil

SO here's a massive problem with flame arrow. It's attached to the entirety of the arm. This is an issue for one particular reason. Stiffening the entire arm for these blows can help but with it attached like this, the recoil is going to spread over your entire arm.

Not to mention, gokudera is clearly not holding it with that hand. He always needs to press down with his other one. Meaning there is a lot of free force reoil of this gun slamming into his knuckles even when he is holding it with his other hand. this weapon's long term use would have resulted in many injuries.

Especially an explosive shot like flame arrow is. this is a known issue with gun use where eventually even lighter guns over years of use can cause wrist, shoulder, elbow and back pain. Even with good technique.

But flame arrow, being an explosive weapon would have significantly more kickback to it, even more than most one handed weapons would. After battles, Gokudera would be sore all over even using this thing correctly, not that he would notice with the injuries after most battles in future arc.

Now to give you an idea on how most explosive round launchers prevent recoil here is an image of a very rudimentary rocket launcher in use and a more modern one, both of which you'll notice have roughly the same sort of over the shoulder build, with exactly two hands use and a secondary/tertiary part that goes against the shoulder ALL of this to minimize recoil and give control over what is ONE explosive round being shot out

The part on the shoulder is also cushioned in some way as well as to not damage the person as well. Additionally the Exhaust/Reload area is BEHIND the person because actual BURNING EXHAUST GAS comes out of there. Gokudera does load this thing with a physical explosive round and should that have worked like it should, flame arrow's positioning would absolutely result in burns. Flame arrow if used realistically is just as much of a threat to its user as its target if not more.

Cambio Forma G's Archery

Let's talk bow strength and how heavy draw strings are(not that this would matter because some how gokudera has arms after having flame arrow attached to them) so, here's the thing, a lot of bows even short bows, can be heavy, they're not intended to be held outstretched for a long time.

Bow size dictates how long the range and how much power you can get it. Bigger the bow bigger the force and range. pretty simple. HOWEVER, it also dictates the more strength you need in your arm to not only pull that string back, but also BEND THE BOW WITH IT.

When you are pulling a bow, you are pulling all of it so it pulls back on a thick and heavy bow

As you can imagine you FEEL that most archers will NOT hold the bow for more than a few moments at a time and if they aren't capable of taking the shot as fast as they thought they would, they will slowly rescind the arrow and start moving until they can and quickly shoot again.

Under no realistic scenario are you holding this thing drawn while running around that my friends is what a CROSSBOW is for.

Fortunately for Gokudera unlike most archers, he has no reason to worry about arrow waste, meaning he can draw the bow and release it immediately with no problems making it much easier for him to volley arrows until it hits something(not recommended as it will tire your arm a lot but it is an option for him) However adding more arrows does not affect the effort, you just won't be getting the most accurate shot on all of them.

and yes bows still do have recoil but it is ONLY from the string, so a strong steady hand will never have the same problem as with a gun as it can only do so much more than what you put into it. The recoil to the body comes from whatever hand is used to hold the main bow and not the draw string

so even though his shots with his storm flames are REALLY powerful, it doesn't wear on his body as much in this form because the power sending it out is not the storm flames but rather the actual bow.

Takeshi Yamamoto

Weapons: Shigure Kintoki, Four Irregular Swords, Necklace of Rain

Shigure Kintoki

This is basically the o katana, it's a pretty standard weapon with a medium length, you don't really use the back of it's blade, while it is a trope that it won't harm people, this is factually incorrect, and you are putting a immense amount of force in a thin line, which is actually worse than something more spread out than the flat of it. If you use a sword this way, expect internal damages like broken bones and internal bleeding to potentially ruptured organs depending where and how hard you hit.

these are decently heavy on the arms but lighter than most european blades of their size due to how the metal is but it means they can succumb to heavier blades if hit right. you will feel moving them and the longer you fight the more draining the swing can become. But because it's recommended to block and parrying with a katana is still using that flat with a lot more hits to it, you will start to feel it in your hands as you cannot quite rely on that guard stopping an incoming blade while it slides against your own. Really, it's the perfect target for attacco di squalo because it gives a GOOD point to take a lot of force into that will travel into the hands of the user.

You typically do not see much more than quick katana smacks together because of this. additionally this is not a stabbing blade, you CAN use it to stab but it's much more of a slashing blade, meaning tight corridors are it's enemy. but also meaning a katana user is much more likely to aim for a swipe of some sort other than anything else.

Cambio Forma Four Irregular Swords

First, this thing is going to be heavy to one hand since this is clearly the length of a strictly two handed blade. It is longer than an odachi with a handle that can clearly support 2 hands not that Yamamoto ever fucking uses it because his hands are busy with with the 3 other blades. the weighting on it though is absolutely fucked, the top would be much lighter than the rest of the blade, in conclusion even using this sword is going to make your arm exhausted within a few minutes using it like how yamamoto does.

Additionally european blades are fundamentally built different than japanese blades(building a sword with both techniques would probably make it frail or have a weak point where it changes resulting in the top snapping off), their techniques, and their weaknesses and strengths are all different, fusing something like this means you have a completely random ass strength/weakness depending on what part of the blade you're using making it difficult to use if you're not familiar with both sword types at BEST of cases(which we know Yamamoto isn't), what yamamoto intends to be a non-lethal hit could slice someone by accident with how the blade is 1 half a european blade as an example.

Another thing with a long blade like this, no matter whether you're holding it correctly or not, you need to commit to EVERY SWING, there is barely if ANY room to fake out your opponent due to the weight of it.

It should be noted, there is no precedent for using 4 swords mid battle, however multiple daggers could be used in one hand to slash an opponent, or catch their weapon, though admittedly, only one would be a better choice for this. The other potential better use for there being 3 extra is if they were all different lengths, allowing the user to switch between a multitude of options. However all the swords despite being called irregular swords, the 3 are all almost identical length.

A larger range in difference would have suited the user better, however there is used for tanto being a sort of counter blade, both for blocking in-coming attacks, or if your own sword is making an opening to slash them with the smaller weapon. They're pretty light weight and are not too much of a problem, even in longer fights.

Of course with all swords one needs to be mindful on how and when they take direct blocking instead of redirecting. Taking a full block to stop all energy of your opponents blade will always send a little shock to your hand.

Ryohei

Weapons: Boxing gloves(Maximum break and Vongola Gear)

Boxing gloves

Ryohei who doesn't have much change over his weapons, he's not really give a lot of options in the series unlike the main three(not like he'd like to diverge from boxing let's be honest) so they can all be lumped in as direct upgrades weapon wise.

Generally though his use case is punch and punch hard much like with actual boxing gloves, really they just serve to protect his hands more as he's doing it. with a lot of martial arts and close contact sports you are going to feel the weight of your own hits on someone else, and you are absolutely capable of causing your hand to bleed just from punching another person.

Ryohei has likely slowly toughened up his hands as regular boxers do so it's unlikely to happen to him unless it's a longer fight(but with his time limit fighting this is a mute note unless you're before cambio forma) the best places for him to target is usually the head, but punches to the kidney area or other such areas are also usually really good.

However the trouble for him is usually his shorter range means closing in with an opponent's weapon is trouble.

Lambo

Weapons: Grenades, Horns, Lampow's Shield, Thunder Helm

Grenades

we are starting with his grenades which are significantly weaker than most but generally much like actual grenades, pull the pin and throw them as far away from you, hoping that nothing changes their trajectory. Pretty simple to use.

Horns

I will note, while i'm not looking at flame output, this weapon so long as it's not the oldest version basically works like a taser, thus i will be working off of this assumption.

So their use case is very dangerous to the user as it would require not only extremely close contact, but also leaves the user open to any potential attacks at they tip their head, additionally if not positioned right the user will simply headbutt their target instead of delivering a shock.

One thing with headbutting is that it just about hurts the person doing it as much as the person receiving it and is generally a desperate moving hoping that you'll be able to tough it out more than the other person.

Every attack lambo makes should it hit, does risk harming himself more than his attacker even if he does hit with the electricity.

Cambio Forma Lampow's Shield

One problem is that shields are usually paired with a weapon for a reason, they simply aren't made to be damaging. However this one is a better shield than the flame mantle, clearly rounded to aid attacks in bouncing off not taking the full of any attack and curving attacks out.

The way that it could be used as a weapon is to shield bash someone, this is where, should you be close enough, you ram the shield into their body or if there's a good opening, their head. Lambo, being too small for this is lucky that he has flames to use alongside it.

An additional way it can be used thanks to the horns is as a bludgeon, the horns don't actually go high enough to stab anything well, but you can grab them and use them for leverage for an attack. This isn't recommended though.

As with anything when being hit, you will not completely absorb all attack and it does take energy to resist being knocked over or slammed, even with a shield. Defending all the time will whittle down the user.

Thunder Helm

Well his main use case is from the massive taser horns. Should they be used however, all of that is putting risk on the user's neck. Both with it's heavy weight, but also the fact that if they ram into anything like let's say a heavy object that does not want to move, all of that, is not only going to send all of that down the spine, it's going to focus down on the weakest part. Potentially breaking the neck and doing significant damage to the body.

Though should the electricity shock the opponent before it puts too much pressure on the body then the user would be safe. the use of this weapon would actually be incredibly risky that way.

Otherwise much easier use cases that aren't as threatening to the user would be using the gauntlets and boots to fight until a key moment. Their heavy weight would allow them to do some harm.

However due to how massive the armour actually is, it is unlikely that the user could move around much without exhaustion developing quickly.

Ironically despite being a weapon made to protect, it risks the user greatly.

Hibari

Weapons: Tonfas, Handcuffs

Tonfas + Vongola Gear

Hibari's tonfa, which is also a multi-tool even without flame. It has, a hook, thorns, a chain with hooks at the end, and finally panels that can open up and shoot out air to deflect light weapons completely.

i'll have to break each little thing into it's own section starting with the tonfa itself

Tonfa are very rudimentary weapons, in rest position they sit alongside the user's arms as guards. The can be used to bludgeon this way, or flipped to lengthen the range of the attack or if the user needs to block or reroute an attack, they're very versatile. Like most close range weapons, they need to be careful of their hands and how they take hits. Another technique is the spin of the the tonfa to add more power into an attack. However one risks hurting their own hand if done improperly or blocked. The fact hibari uses this liberally shows his confidence in his ability as well as his possible recklessness.

addition a. Hook - the hook is placed at the mid point of the tonfa, giving very good stability when using it to pull a weapon, however it's use case is very niche, as the tonfa must be in correct position and the weapon used cannot be too big, ie. a baseball bat. Clearly better for thinner weapons than the tonfa itself, and that's not too many. Additionally, with how thin the hook is, it could be snapped by a strong opponent. One other threat to using a hook like this is just as you may be able to disarm your opponent, unless your opponent is in a very bad position or hold, they may be just as likely to disarm you using this.

Addition b. Thorns - This is a very strange addition to the tonfa. as it clearly goes on all sides of the tonfa, this can damage the user just by having the tonfa hit by a weapon and these pricking into your arm. They're also all pointed one way, meaning lunging and sweeping attacks are preferred by this form so the thorns can scrape against the opponent. However, wider attacks like this are not good in enclosed spaces, and can leave the user open. this form is definitely for aggression only, as it leaves it's user way too open to be defensive.

Addition c. hook and chain - a weighted hook on a chain, useful for getting additional range, however with the caveat if it ever gets caught on something or your opponent gets a hold of it you may pay for it. Unlike other attachments that use the tonfa regularly, these need to be used as a flail, the tonfa needs to be continuously spun in order to get enough momentum and to keep the momentum till it slams into the target. Being hit by this directly, will fuck up someone bad. with the sheer momentum strength a flail has, is can outclass a lot of bludgeoning melee weapons with the caveat that it must be kept moving in order to keep it's arc steady, though you can just swing them and it does the trick usually.

The more exhausted you are, the harder this will be to do, especially in the case hibari has, as unlike normal flails, with just a stick to use, he has to swing an entire tonfa with it in a specific pattern so it doesn't hit him by accident. Other issues he will face, missed swings will retain momentum and can put him off balance(especially if tired already), and the weapon can hit him instead of his target if he misses. Additionally, if you strike with one, it may bounce back, and if you should hit, you must bring it back to proper direction to prepare another attack. A complex weapon to use for the damage it does.

Also in the Vongola Gear version, the hook on chain now shoots out like a hook shot. This can definitely knock someone out(or worse), however it's infinite length does mean a lot of potential to get caught on things or lash backwards hitting the user when retracting like when a tape measure flick backs and as it enters it's point it thwicks backwards up and down.

Addition d. Air rockets - 3 panels that open up and will shoot an extremely strong gust of air. Once again we're back to recoil, this, would cause the tonfa to slam into hibari's hand and could even force his arm to move if he's not holding correctly/braced. This would have kickback to it at a high rate, likely higher than a normal gun in order to create enough air to do this, his hands be aching. so he'll have to use this sparingly as not to also accidentally disarm himself.

Handcuffs + Vongola Gear

I will not be counting the multiplication factor i am just looking at handcuffs as weapons. There's a few different way's they can be used if the user is creative.

Firstly, hand cuffing the opponent to self, this can give you control over the opponent should you know how to use it. of course, wearing handcuffs fucking hurt, they're metal and you can bruise up your wrist and hand. So instead it would be better to use the weapon by handcuffing the opponent and using the other cuff as a sort of handle, giving you the advantage in controlling them. Of course, this is risky as now you're in short range of the opponent, but if you get their weapon hand, you can control how they use it and even use this to disarm them if you get behind them and pull on this and force their arm into positions that it absolutely should not go. Alternatively, if you get them on a leg, you can absolutely use this to trip them up too.

Secondly, actually managing to properly handcuffing them, will prevent them from using anything aside from their feet... if you've handcuffed them with their hands behind their back that is, they can still absolutely hurt you if you've hand cuffed them at the front, but their range of motion will be a lot more contained. This obviously makes them vulnerable, unless they're trained in martial arts that have some moves that kicks and are skilled in it. But you can also hand cuff their ankles if you manage to be sneaky enough about it, which will immediately become a problem as it restricts their movement really badly giving you the advantage of getting out of their range whenever you want.

Additionally in the Vongola gear version, that the handcuffs are now sharpened internally and can be used to cut the opponent in addition to restricting them.

Chrome + Mukuro (They share weapons)

Weapons: Trident, Earring of Mist

Trident

These much like spears are considered the very very good option of both range and versatility. Their long length allows the user a lot of safety from other weapons and the 3 pronged nature of the trident can be used to catch incoming weapons and create openings. as the user typically holds it with two hands the shock that's absorbed is usually less than a one handed weapon's, additionally will be spread out more over the long length of the trident. You can also use the other end to bludgeon enemies.

You can throw this weapon but if you don't have any back up weapons and you miss well... maybe don't do that unless you have to or you'll be very awkwardly unarmed.

Some caveats the trident has is the 3 pronged nature does make it harder to remove after you've stabbed into something. Thankfully this version has the middle longer, which is with a purpose, as if the other two were longer, if they hit anything before the middle one, they may actually prevent you from trying to stab that thing you're trying to stab.

However, the other issue with the trident is very much the same thing that makes it good in fields, it's length. In close quarters or closer spaces you will not have as much room to use it, thankfully if you're in a corridor that's like the best place as it's made for stabbing. However the three prongs, while it can be used to deflect weapons, it can be also used to re-route your own.

Additionally, unlike other weapons made with the idea your opponent will be able to strike you, there is little to no protection should you fail to use the whole of the staff to protect you, as well as there being no protection for your hands at all.

Earring of Mist

If you were to use any staff as a weapon without it's magic, it's gonna be used as a bludgeoning weapon. the top is actually perfect for this the uneven shape and clear weight to it would do well. it would give some decent range to it too. not a horrible weapon.

However there are some caveats to it. it's a lot shorter and very thin with no guard, meaning spinning to try and stop a weapon is not going to have as much momentum to it and may be useless against an opponent with a strong enough grip. additionally it does mean there's more damage potentially going into your arms when you do block.

Hopefully this information is useful to someone, but also thank you for listening to me ramble! I may do more eventually as i do love to do this kind of thing.

#khr #katekyo hitman reborn #khr analysis #sawada tsunayoshi #hayato gokudera #yamamoto takeshi #ryohei sasagawa #lambo #mukuro rokudo #hibari kyoya

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naumin · 3 months ago

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2024 retrospective and 2025 goals

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hi :)

i'm really happy with everything i achieved in 2024. it was my first year illustrating full time, meaning no school and no salaried job on the side (believe me i tried to get one) and i'm happy to report i did not die! fuck yes. i even illustrated for 7 (i think) art books, designed merch for 2 and organised my first collab fanbook.

from top left clockwise: michael deforge, anna haifisch, Michel Esselbrügge, CLAMP, saul bass, jon whitcomb, rene gruau, paul rand, molly fairhurst

at the beginning of 2024 i made this moodboard for influences i wanted to incorporate into my work more, they are pretty much the same faves ive had for years but i just wanted to have them in front of me and start deliberately choosing elements to ape.

i'd say i basically want to incorporate more 2D cartoon graphic elements combined with detailed, realistic, delicately rendered characters, more theatric background design and props... features like borders etc. the thing about a moodboard is unless you print it out and put it up by your desk it will sort of slide to the back of your mind which is what i think happened w mine LOL. cuz looking at this now im like well i didnt really hit all these ideas but i did inch closer.

the first pic here is sth i drew immediately after making the board and i like it but it does feel like a slightly clumsy attempt at mashing stuff together... i wouldn't say that it shows i dont understand whats appealing about the work i was referencing (even though thats how it looks), its more like the picture goes in an unexpected direction while making it LOL. but that's part of the fun. whereas in my mind the 2nd pic spiritually embodies the ideas of the ppl i'm trying to copy. even tho visually it's still a ways off. its probably my favourite thing i drew all year? :) though that's hard to say bcus i'm so pleased w so many other pieces especially those u can see on my summary pic!!!

i have a few more artists i wanna add to my board and then i will definitely print it this time so i can look at it every day instead of just twice a year LOL.

another thing im really pleased about is the number of comics i drew in 2024. i have this odd relationship with comics where i do draw them and have for years and im more or less decent at them but i act like drawing them mortally wounds me. like im so dramatic... i do partially believe the only way ill ever be able to complete a longform comic is through abusing stimulants but you know ill also never find out if i keep crawling off to die after inking a page. i see a lot of illustrators suffering when approaching comics from the illustration mindset of making beautiful pictures instead of the comics mindset of making finished pictures, but u know, im extremely slapdash as an illustrator and im also proud enough to believe im a guy that can do both, so its really time i act like it... basically just shut up and draw. i want to apply this especially to perspective drawing/panel backgrounds, which im, like, fine at. honestly fine at. i do think i trip myself up because i want to be the next dostoevsky or beyonce or whatever, i want to be great, but have to remember the most anyone can do is aspire to express something from your inner world. everything else is secondary.

one thing i learned the hard way is how hard it is to have work life balance when you work from your bedroom and 'monestise your hobby'... you know, the thing everyone has been warning each other about for years. turns out its real. its super confusing when so many elements of your work bleed into your social life, physical health, leisure time etc -- like i go online for fun, and also to promote myself. so wheres the distinction? i watch movies for entertainment but also for research... ive definitely felt like ive been working around the clock or my job has consumed my life at points. but i think being stricter with my work hours is the way forward. it truly is shaytan at the wheel when u answer an email at 3AM... no more of this!

and tied into this is being realistic about what i can achieve in a day and not feeling ashamed or that i need to do more... i get stuck in this silly loop that's like... 'i believe everyone should work 4 hours a day, but because other people are stuck working 40 hours a week i should also be making myself do that' and then i work myself into a flare up and wreck my work ethic and enjoyment. u can laugh... i know it doesnt make sense. well i wont do it any more. because i CANT... because i will DIE... some days i work 4 hours. some days i work 6. some days i work half an hour... it doesnt matter as long as stuff gets done.. and it does.

also want to talk about my chronic pain and hypermobility... after a year of lifting weights i am stunned to let u know ive actually improved. unfortunately i dont look anything like the rock and i still cant do a real push up but im stronger and have more stamina and suffer from way less zaps and aches and numbness, which was unthinkable before. i only really noticed after taking a trip and doing different activities (painting walls) that i can physically do a lot more than i usually do at home. but also my house is fucking cold so its hard to do anything for anyone. hoping for warmer days and big muscles to come.

some of my other art goals are to work more on paper whenever i can. i used to have a huge stack of newsprint on my drawing board underneath my ipad and id doodle and test ideas on that paper before drawing it digitally. i wanna do that again. many people find its easier to 'think' on paper and im the same. whenever i have an idea i wanna go 'what would this look like on paper?' and then find out.

i want to be thinking about composition and storytelling more in my illustrations, as in, think cinematic, movie posters, communicating big ideas. even if that idea is only as big as 'this blue looks great with this orange'... i want to make more stuff that looks like promotional material for my stories. of course behind every movie poster is 100,000 thumbnails and sketches and half-finished ideas. i want to remember that and not be hard on myself for drawing girl in profile #997.

i want to draw more autobio comics, just to be drawing more comics and also to look back on and know what i was doing that day. nothing fancy. a lot of people are doing that gentle comics habit this year and i fear my competitive nature may get me into it too.

i have more books i wanna create which ive talked about at length in my last diary entry and for now i think that's enough goals thank you very much. thank you for reading this far and for all your support. happy new year! love you x

#diary

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matbenetti17 · 8 months ago

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Here's the "Draw This in Your Style" challenge I prepared to celebrate the 1k followers on instagram

I wanted to thank you all so much for this first big goal with something special 💕 So I'm going to put up a contest between who will participate redrawing this piece

I'll select THREE winners that will receive: 🥇 One keychain (2nd slide) and one full drawing (only digital version) 🥈 One keychain (2nd slide) 🥉 One pencil sketch (only digital version)

Deadline on 29/09

If you want to partecipate please use the hashtag: #benny1kdtiys and tag me

#fox #anthro #copic markers #drawing #furry #my art #original character #my ocs #daisy town #draw this in your style #touch five markers #ohuhu markers #ros the fox #dtiys #rosalind may parker

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bubblyernie · 2 years ago

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CONGRATS FOR THE WINNERS OF MY DTIYS!!

Thank you to everyone who participated!

I can't tell you how much I was going back and forth trying to choose winners ;w; this whole thing was for a celebration and showcase of people's characters, and I've heard good feedback for this prompt so I really do encourage you to play with it if it interests you!! The due date was just for prizes and such, I will always be blown away by the creative takes everyone took!

!!! Please please pleaaase, if you are a top 3 or raffle winner, DM me within the day (24hrs) to claim your prize! Again, that's a full body shaded (1st), a half body shaded (2nd) and a flat colour bust (3rd) drawing for the 3, and a full body sketch for the raffle!! Great work everyone! :D !!!!

Just some extra stuff I couldn't write into the slide bc its too small:

Congrats crea.cyn (insta)!! The I was SO floored by how pretty this design was! I thought the concept of having two shape shifters disguised as each other was SUPER FUN! The sunglasses as the grown and the little hair ornaments were also so pretty and well incorporated, and just the balance of the whole piece is beautiful!!

Congrats to @domaci-kapybara ! The level of rendering and the colours on this completely shook me, its incredible to look at and so put together!! The mood of this is so well set, the colourful crown interpretation is great and I also love the textures, just absolutely fabulous work here!

And congrats @teaweltzer! I remember seeing this for the first time and just gasping out loud because of how lovely it looks! The soft colours, the mysterious expression and the almost divine-witchy kinda look is beautiful!! The star crown is also such a nice take, you slayed it!!!

and honorable mentions, in no particular order: @adragoncat @galacticsabc @snailmeel @midnightziege and anon (you know who you are uwu) Thank you thank you!! I really just ADORE your creative takes on the prompt and the level of detail+render on your pieces, it was a tough choice for sure!!

I hope everyone had fun! Thank you again!!!

#bubblyernieocdtiys #yay!!!! :D

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theretirementstory · 1 year ago

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Bonjour à tous, another week over and we are into a new month 😳 . It is going to be another cloudy day, we have 6c now and can only expect a high of 10c, however, that is fine by me as I think I will have a walk and I would like to do a little bit of work in the garden. Yes I know it’s a good Sunday and laws here dictate the use of noisy garden items, lawnmowers, hedge cutters etc can only be used between 10 and 12 but I would say that the only noise I would hope to produce would be a little cursing if things don’t go as I want them to.

I have had two visits to the hospital, the first, my monthly appointment with the oncologist, was on Monday. Monique was there she was due to see a doctor too. Both of our appointments were at 14:30. At 15.15 I saw the doctors arrive to start their appointments. The oncologist came for me about 15:30 then he was interrupted and I was told he wouldn’t be long. About 16:15 Monique was called into her appointment and around 16:30 I was “summoned” again. The oncologist finally sat down with me just around 16:45. Not much to report except still concerns over high readings from liver. I said I still hadn’t received the appointment for the PET scan and he immediately completed a form and took it to his secretary to get that ball rolling. I left the hospital just after 17:00 for the hours journey home. The next morning I was surprised to receive a call from the hospital, could I attend for a PET scan at 9:20 the following day! Got the taxi sorted and off I went on Wednesday for the scan. I am due a blood test in the morning so hopefully if oncologist needs to see me before appointment at the end of the month, he will call me.

The cleaner was due on Thursday and on Wednesday evening I had to put the jigsaw (unfinished) back into its box. I was so sad as I had done such a lot. I decided to buy one of those puzzle mats, well I was a bit surprised as it said to make the puzzle up onto the non slip side 🤔 so how do you slide pieces into place when they need to be moved slightly 🤔 (answers on a postcard please 😂😂). I was not a happy bunny when the cleaner messaged saying “she had a problem” but would come in the afternoon. This wasn’t particularly convenient for me but as I had been up early and everywhere was just ready for her I agreed. Just before she was due to arrive, she rang up, sounding quite incoherent and saying she felt “not well”. I was particularly angry I can tell you. It had really messed up my day. She piped up with “see you Monday” I just cut off the phone. I think thin ice is what she is skating on at the moment.

So after all of that excitement what more could there be to my week? Of course, I have big plans for my garden this year and after the success of “rehoming plants” last week I wanted to give the roses a helping hand to bigger and better blooms. I had read that applying cardboard around the base of the roses then mulching was a sure fire way of helping them. It did say for it to be done by 31 January, but not sure whether roses use the Gregorian calendar, I do think that the 2nd February was close enough to the last day of January and so I laid the cardboard and my mulch was the spent compost from the tomato plants. Adding a few leaves to the mix would add some nutrients as they rot down. I also applied the same around the hydrangea paniculata after I had removed huge amounts of grass which were choking the poor thing. Most of the weeds in that border tend to come through from my neighbours garden. She has some dead and almost dead leylandi and the earth around the bottom is just full of grass, nettles, creeping buttercup (you get the idea) which then proceed to creep either under or above ground into my garden. No matter how much I pull up they still come back. I feel that the Christmas roses may benefit from some cardboard and some compost to help them flourish and that could be a little job for this afternoon. As well as applying cardboard to smother the weeds on the other side of the garden. I am also going to ask my gardener if he has a scarifier, as the amount of moss in the grass is horrendous! If he could remove it and I can overseed the grass then I may have a better garden this coming year. Of course it is too soon to be scarifying and overseeding but at least he can fit me into his diary.

The plumber is coming on Tuesday to fit the new boiler! I cannot wait, I am so looking forward to lovely hot water and who knows it may make a difference to the heating too.

I finally got my head together where the knitting is concerned, I have almost finished the second front (hopefully this afternoon), then I have to fathom out the increasing for the sleeves and finally get those started.

Thursday saw the arrival of the cars taking part in the rallye Monte Carlo historique. Unfortunately I read that their arrival would be between 23:00 and something like 04:00. Well I would have liked to have gone into town to see them but not during those hours!

So to the music part of the blog and just to confirm that a lot of thought goes into this blog (even though you may not have noticed). So continuing with the gardening theme I have chosen two songs with flowers in them. Of course there could have been “Build me up Buttercup” or “Tiptoe through the Tulips” but as usual it’s the words or music that “speak” to me so my choices are firstly “Good Year For The Roses” by Elvis Costello and The Attractions back in 1981 and the second is “Kiss From A Rose” by Seal back to 1994. If you are hearing these for the first time, enjoy.

My grandchildren did FaceTime me last Sunday which was really lovely. I was hoping that I would be able to visit the UK in April, however, it is all dependent on the blood tests and the PET scan. I am praying it is a possibility but I must be guided by the medical professionals.

I have had an extra boost of energy this week, I do believe, as I made soup, chilli, baked cake and would like to bake some scones today. Let’s see if I have time with all the other things I want to do.

It was “La Chandeleur” on Friday 2 February, and the French would be enjoying crepes. I didn’t follow the tradition as I really have to fancy crepes or pancakes as I know them.

I took the photos yesterday while having a lovely walk. It really did me a power of good and I slept a lot better last night too. The day was pretty cloudy, misty and it was mizzling but it wasn’t cold and it gave me the opportunity to really stretch my legs.

Jusqu’à la semaine prochaine.

#barsuraube #nature #trees #photography #baking #crafts #80’s music #90’s music #friends #family #love life

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k00295632 · 1 year ago

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Project: Disrupt, Week 5, Friday (10/11/2023)

I got started on my 2nd idea and got started on making plaster molds of my hands. This morning I went on a man hunt to try find Mike Fox to see if my idea was plausible and how I'd cut the plaster models for every frame. He explained to me that I could use a sort of cheese grater tool (?) and shave away a bit every frame. I was then set up with Chris the technician who taught me how to make plaster casts in the workshop area.

First I had to make a leak proof container for where I would the alginate, Chris showed me how to do this by rolling and taping a piece of card paper and hot gluing the bottom of it to a board.

We then poured the alginate into the tube and I stuck my hand in, in the desired pose. As you can see, I'm over flowing with joy, loving the texture of the alginate on my hand, and the experience of sitting on the floor on my old man knees for 5 minutes ( better than squatting). I had a bit of trouble keeping my hand in the same position as I kept unconsciously lifting my hand upwards, so I had to keep readjusting myself , it thankfully didn't interfere with the end result.

I had to wriggle my way out of the alginate, it was a moist experience, and my left hand smelt strongly of mint. Afterwards Chris taught me how to mix plaster, basically you fill the mold full with water and pour that into a bucket , and slowly go adding plaster powder in until it starts equally pilling up on the surface. You give it a little mix and squash all the clumps and pour it into the mold. I let it set for 50 minutes ( you should let plaster set for 45-60 minutes so that it hardens and isn't affected by the alginate, they both dry at different rates.) and came back to start peeling away at it. I had to slowly chip away at the alginate to locate the plaster without damaging it.

Here is the final result. I think it looks cool and I'm happy with how it turned out. The only issue is that there's these little bubbles the palms of the hand, I think it was caused by me moving during the initial alginate mold but it doesn't really affect my project so I'll let it slide. Now I just need to repeat this process about 5 more times, maybe 6. Those technicians are gonna be sick of looking at me by the time this is done.

#art #artwork #project disrupt #art experiment #sketchbook #sketches #planning #sculpture #plaster #plaster cast #alginate #college #art collage

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kingdaddydaichi · 4 years ago

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NSFW Alphabet || Katsuki Bakugou

I had so much fun with this! Vodka may or may not have been involved in the making of this little ditty. 🍸 I hope you shameless hussies enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. 😩

*Exhibit A:

(Source)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I feel like he gets clingy asf, but plays it off like it's something he's doing for your sake. He'll probably never admit that he feels so vulnerable after sex, but he does. If it was a rough session - which it usually is with him - he'll ask if you're okay, if you're hurt anywhere, kiss any marks he left on you - he's such a protective hero boi.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His: he's not gonna lie, he's fully aware of how well-endowed he is. He really is proud of his cock, the way it makes you sing when he works it - and he knows how to work it okay? Favorite non-sexual body part - his arms. He works hard to keep them cut (as in lifting, not cutting). 😬

Yours: listen, Katsuki is an ass man through and through. Go ahead and tell me I'm wrong, I'm 👏🏼 not 👏🏼 listening 👏🏼. He loves to watch the subtle ripples he sends through your ass cheeks when he's driving into you from behind. Also, our big scary boomboom man appreciates a nice, thicc pair of thighs. Bonus points if they're muscular/toned - he loves the way it feels when your thighs have such a strong grip around him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Let's just say our boy's orgasms are explosive. He cums hard and loud, shooting long ropes of his hot seed. Consistency is about average, not too thick, not to thin, but there's a lot of it. He doesn't taste too bad - salty, but not too bitter. You're more likely to gag from the sheer volume and force of his cum hitting the back of your throat than the flavor.

His precum gets honorable mention here. It's fucking delicious. That is all.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It took him no less than 2 years into your relationship to tell you this, and if you ever tell anyone he might actually kill you, or at the very least make your ass bleed. He hasn't gotten to the point that he's ready to try it yet, but he's not entirely opposed to the idea of you pegging him. Someday. It kinda does make his balls tingle a little just thinking about it tbh. He hasn't yet, but he thinks he might be ready to try working up to it and is really close to asking you to stick a finger in his ass and stroke his prostate. He's heard how good it feels and he's super curious to find out for himself.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not very experienced, actually. He's only had 1 or 2 lovers before you, BUT he's determined to be #1 at everything. Couple that with how perceptive he is and you've got yourself a winner of a loverboy. He's going to make damn sure that, even if things don't work out between you two, he will always ALWAYS be the best you've ever had. No other man will outdo him, E-V-E-R.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggystyle all the way, baby. As stated before, he loves watching your booty jiggle every time he slams his hips against it. He gets off on spreading your ass cheeks to watch his slick-coated cock slide in and out of you. God he just loves hitting it from behind, makes his dick so fucking hard.

Bonus 2nd Favorite Position (couldn't help myself): you on your back with your ankles on his shoulders, your ass lifted off the bed, him on his knees and hugging those thick thighs of yours, keeping them closed as he reams into you. (Slight variation of this one: he leans over you, nearly folding you in half, putting you back on your shoulders with his hands pressing into the mattress beside you, angling you such that his prominent corona rubs over your g-spot as he drills down into you. 10/10 you're gonna scream his name when (not if) your liquid gushes all over him.)

Tell me the truth, am I a disgusting human being? Here are all the fucks I give:

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Bakugou is serious asf about his sex game. This is not the time to joke around or poke fun at him, understand me? If you do he will get pissed and either fuck the silly out of you, or if he's feeling particularly ruthless he'll just stop altogether and let you ache for him as punishment until you beg him for release.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He takes care of his body, paying a lot of attention to his hygiene, which includes manscaping to keep his pubic hair trimmed and kempt. The carpet's just a shade darker than the drapes, like a honey blond. If he lets it grow out, it sticks straight out just like his head hair. It's actually kind of funny and he hates it.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

*sigh* Let's be honest. Katsuki is not the super romantic type, at least not outwardly. However, if he realizes something he's doing is hurting you - physically or emotionally - he's going to stop dead in his tracks and hold you close, push his fingers through your hair, and tell you how much he loves you and how safe you are. He can be rough and he can be an asshole, but if he thinks he's genuinely hurt you at all, he's all over you, doing everything he can to make you understand that he will never let anyone hurt you, especially not himself. Got that?

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't jack off very often. You two share a very active sex life so he doesn't see the need to. If you have to be apart for more than a day or two, he'll rub one out. Or if the need hits him particularly hard and you're not available or in the mood, he's not above closing his eyes and reaching into his pants to wrap his thick fingers around his cock and start tugging.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Lord Baby Jesus, where do I even begin? Kinky, kinky Katsuki. This man should come with warning signs and disclaimers.

First of all, he dom asf okay? Even if he lets you play with his ass someday, he's gonna be bratty about it. He's going to top from the bottom, hashtag facts. And trust that he WILL own you afterwards to securely reestablish his dominance.

Giving and Receiving: Hair pulling. DIRTY TALK - you think he's got a potty mouth in the streets? His mouth is downright filthy between the sheets. Loves it when you dirty talk right back to him. "You love taking my fat cock, don't you princess?" "Mm yessss, fuck me, Katsuki! Your cock feels so fucking good babyyy!" He eats that shit up.

Giving Only: Degradation. Praise. Spanking. Cockwarming. Dom/sub/power play. Shibari/ropework (he tried it bc you wanted to and he fucking loved it). Creampies. Begging. Discipline. Ravishment.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Literally anywhere inside your home/homes - bed, bathroom/kitchen countertops, kitchen/dining table, office desk/chair, any piece furniture is fair game really, up against a wall, washer/dryer, the fucking floor, ugh just all the places to fuck. Not one square foot is sacred tbh.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Wear something that showcases the curve of your butt. Doesn't have to be revealing per se, matter of fact he'll get possessive as fuck if you're showing too much skin in public. At home/privately though? He can't help himself. Dat ass tho...he is going to smack it hard enough that it stings and that's final, understand?

Tease him. You can't be obvious about it though. If he senses that you're doing it on purpose, it'll just backfire. But if you just so happen to brush against his crotch when you squeeze past him, it'll drive him crazy. Go commando in short shorts/skirt and cross your legs just so, his dick will twitch. Even better if you do shit like this in public where you know he won't act on it. But when you get home you best believe he's going to dick you down so hard, won't even bother to take said shorts or skirt off.

His ears and neck are his most sensitive erogenous zones. Whisper in his ear or kiss his neck and he's going to grit his teeth in an effort to fight back the shudder that threatens to rattle his bones.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Let's get one thing straight. Katsuki Bakugou does not share. This is non-negotiable. He will not agree to anything involving additional people - cuckolding, threesomes, orgies, exhibitionism, voyeurism (unless it's him watching you pleasure yourself - that he will gladly do, and probably start palming himself in the process).

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Loves giving and receiving. Giving puts him in full control of your pleasure, receiving makes him feel like you're worshipping his cock, which you probably are. Have you seen this man's cock? Of course you have. Gatdamn.

Y'all, Katsuki's so good at eating pussy. Like how does one get that good at eating pussy? I don't even know, but god the way he flicks his hot tongue over your precious, tiny bud before wearing it down like a fucking feed bag? It's unnatural. Like it could be his backup quirk if blowing shit up doesn't work out. You've seen the way he licks his lips when he gets excited, everyone has.* He doesn't even bother swallowing while he's feeding on you so you just be dripping in slick and saliva and he's just slurping away. It's lewd.

*See Exhibit A above.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

You already know this, but I'll say it anyway. His go-to fucking style is fast and rough, dominant and relentless, hard and dirty. But every once in a while he'll want to take you slow and deep and passionate. He'll hold you so tight in his arms and chest, you'll have to tap his shoulder sometimes to let you breathe. And he'll just roll his hips so fucking thoroughly both of you will feel every last inch, his pubic bone rubbing your clit so hard. You've told him so many times how much you love it when he makes love to you like this, but he maybe makes it a rare treat on purpose. 😈 Little shit.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are difficult for our boy. It's not that he's against them, it's just that he savors every drop of sensuality, he has a tendency to draw the pleasure out as long as possible. He can’t help it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

The idea of having public sex turns him on, but he's only done it with you a couple of times when he was 10000% sure you wouldn't be caught. He can't risk doing anything that would tarnish his reputation and goal of becoming the #1 Hero. He might be freaky as hell, but he needs a sex scandal like an Alaskan needs a refrigerator.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He loves you long time. He's a Taurus for fuck's sake (well, Aries/Taurus cuspie, but that just sweetens the deal). Great stamina. Grinds you down like a whetstone. Can last as long as he needs to to ensure you cum for him as many times as it takes for you to beg him to stop. If he feels himself getting too close while you're blowing him, he'll stop you and go down on you instead. If he's inside of you, he'll pull out and start kissing all over your body, sucking, nipping, licking until his urge to cum passes, then he pushes it right back in and keeps going.

If on the off-chance he does cum before you, he'll be ready to go again in about 20-30 mins. Just give him some motivation, he deserves it.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He didn't own any toys when you first got together, but you did. He hated the idea of you using them though, especially when he's right there with you. You've since assured him that you don't want to use them to replace him, but to enhance the pleasure. So now you do use them from time to time.

The first time you managed to coax him into using a toy together, it was a small wireless bullet with a remote. When you brought it out and showed it to him, there was a wild glint in his eye. He carefully inserted the vibrator into you, his cock slowly following suit. He loved the fact that he had complete control over this thing, but later complained because the sensation of it against the head of his cock made him cum too fast. He still wants to use it sometimes though. 😏

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh he can be so unfair. He loves teasing you until you're begging him to put his cock inside you. He's not so much into orgasm denial per se; he just loves to hear you beg him for shit - to let you cum, to suck his dick, to stop fucking you when you're overstimmed, etc.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Lol he's fucking LOUD! And he's going to make you cum so hard that you're screaming his fucking name. There was a time when one or both of you lived in an apartment and the neighbors would bang on the wall behind your headboard.

Shit, what sounds does he NOT make? He growls, moans, grunts, groans, yells, swears, fucks you so hard you can hear the wet sound of slapping skin, hell even the bed protests. Another reason he doesn't fuck in public - he can't stay quiet enough to be discreet about it.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Okay, as much of a wild sex beast as he is behind closed doors, he gets embarrassed so easily when your sex life is so much as hinted at around others. It's legit funny how flustered he gets about it.

If he goes into work real tired and Kirishima says, "Hey Bakubro, you look like shit this morning. You and (y/n) stay up too late?" while doing the finger in the hole gesture, Katsuki will just "Shut the fuck up, Shitty Hair, or I'll blast your ass right through that fucking wall!"

Or if you two go out together with friends and the girls are talking about sex-related stuff, Katsuki will just roll his eyes and try to ignore it. But if one of them is all "So, (y/n), does Bakugou ever like accidentally let off explosions while you're doing it?" and you wink and say, "Only when he's especially *cough* frustrated *cough*". Katsuki will go red from his neck up to his hairline and start stuttering, sparks flying from his palms. "H-hey, d-don't tell them sh-shit like that! I-it's none of their god-goddamn b-business, (y/n), what th-the f-fuck?!" Meanwhile, you and the girls are in stitches while he stomps away, just mortified, bless his heart. When you catch your breath from laughing you'll follow it up with, "Looks like tonight's gonna be one of those nights", and you all lose it again.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

As has been mentioned, Bakugou's well-endowed. I figure he's packing about 7.5-8" in length x just under 2" wide. He takes some getting used to, that's for damn sure. Oh, and he's more of a shower than a grower. Like around 6" long x 1.5" wide when flaccid. Katsuki + sweatpants/basketball shorts = swinging dick print, alright sis? Take notes, this motherfucker visibly jumps when he does, class dismissed.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Eh, he's surprisingly not ridiculously horny. Maybe a little above average sex drive? A lot of times hero work just takes it out of him and he comes home utterly exhausted and just needs a soft place to land, and you provide him with all the love and nurturing in your heart. ❤

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depends, really, on the time of day and what type of day it's been. If it's late (like past 9pm lol) and he fought more villains than usual that day, he's probs gonna pass out pretty soon after. If it's earlier in the day - especially first thing in the morning - it gets him pumped and almost comically genki.

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Lempicka at the La Jolla Playhouse:

This was one of the shows I had wanted to see before the pandemic, even though La Jolla is a little out of my way. I saw it twice, both times with Amber Iman as Rafaela so unfortunately I did not see Ximone Rose in the role.

I have been trying to write this post for weeks and every time try I end up having more thoughts, so this is absurdly long compared my usual post-viewing notes. The show is full of ideas about art, revolution, love, women’s agency, and how these things all mix and and it makes me want to take the show apart and examine all the pieces and see how they fit together (this is a good thing, by the way). Hopefully there will be more productions in the future so I can continue doing so.

General thoughts follow, with spoilery details further down below the cut:

The show’s frame is Tamara de Lempicka reflecting on her life in Los Angeles in 1975. The 1975 scenes bookend a chronological depiction of her life starting from the Russian Revolution to around the time she left Europe, apparently before WW2. The story focuses on how her art career develops and how the societal and historical forces (that at the time were upending countries and ideas) affected her and her relationships.

Generally the songs sound like modern pop musical theater, some with lots of electronic production in line with the recurring theme of Futurism. There are also cabaret numbers performed in-universe as well as some familiar modern musical theater style belty solos.

Overall, I really enjoyed it. First act is stronger than the second act, and the ending seems a bit muddled.

At my first viewing, the audience was more excited to see the show. Both Eden Espinosa and Amber Iman got a bit of entrance applause, and I think every song got a decent reaction. At curtain call I’d say the largest reaction went to George Abud (Marinetti) and Amber Iman (Rafaela). That day, they were filming audience reactions just outside the lobby for promotional videos; I was approached on my way out by someone with a clipboard to ask if I enjoyed the show (I did) and if I wanted to talk about it on camera (I didn’t).

The 2nd time, the audience was a little more reserved. It was less responsive in general (hardly a giggle at some of the jokes that went over well the first time) and some of the people near me barely clapped at all, which I rarely see in a theater. However, at the end of the show this audience seemed quicker to stand for an ovation, and gave an actual roar for Amber Iman at curtain call (deserved, as she knocked her songs out of the park that evening).

Spoiler warning: below is as much detail as I can remember about plot, staging, etc. Song titles were not listed in the program so these titles are 100% guesses for songs not yet released, and it is entirely likely I have missed some details or gotten things in the wrong order.

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There was no curtain - the main thing you see on stage before the show is a huge image of Tamara de Lempicka’s painting Autoportrait (Tamara in a Green Bugatti).

The lights went down for the overture, which is electronic and propulsive and thrilling in combination with the lighting, neon arcs and diagonal edges on sliding quadrilateral panels. The audience at my initial viewing burst into applause at this point. The panels were otherwise blank white surfaces and were used throughout the show, often as a canvas for projections that signpost exactly when and where the scene is taking place.

The action starts with Lempicka (Eden Espinosa) sitting on a bench in Los Angeles, 1975 (with a projection of those words and some sepia-toned palm trees as I recall). She addresses the audience and sings a song asking "How Did We Get Here?”

Flash back to the Russian Revolution. Workers sing about how it is now “Our Time” in soaring and optimistic tones. Tamara’s Polish aristocrat husband Tadeusz Lempicki (Andrew Samonsky) however actively supports the Tsar and is hauled off by the secret police to Solovetsky prison. Tamara follows and attempts to bribe a series of prison guards with pieces of her jewelry to try to get to her husband. The guards (at first) take the jewels for themselves while sneeringly declaring that they are merely taking back what was stolen from the people in the first place, and one gets the sense that the revolution is not as noble as it claims to be. The third guard is not interested in jewels and it is strongly implied that she has to perform sexual favors in exchange for her husband’s release from prison. At this point we see a second Tamara portrayed by a dancer, who occasionally appears in what I interpret as moments of dissociation.

I liked “Our Time” for its irony; the words and music profess the ideals of the revolution while the audience (hopefully) knows the historical truth of what the revolution was and will become, with the Lempickis’ treatment an example. It will not be the first time in the show where the pursuit of ideas without regard to people leads to poor outcomes.

The couple travel by train to Paris with their baby daughter Kizette. In song, Tadeusz frets about how she got him out while Tamara tries to soothe both him and the baby. Paris is alive and exciting and full of people (we briefly see Rafaela pass through here; at my first viewing Amber Iman got entrance applause). The Lempickis need to build a new life; both of them need to get actual jobs for money, even though he thinks it’s beneath them and their class. But she is determined to go out and work, representing the “New Woman.” She appears to be working as a cleaning lady when she sees an street artist selling a painting. Remembering when her youthful talent for painting was discouraged, she decides that she could totally do that instead.

She paints on the street and tries to sell a painting to a Baron and Baroness (Victor Chan and Jacquelyn Ritz, though I saw Luke Monday as the Baron the second time). The Baroness is skeptical but the Baron is impressed enough to give her a recommendation to take painting classes with Marinetti. Tamara manages to do so despite the expense. Marinetti (George Abud) is a veteran of the Great War and now has little patience for whatever he doesn’t consider truth congruent with his experience. She paints a portrait and Marinetti is bored by it, not at all interested in her layering of shades of blue (which she incidentally remains fascinated by throughout the show). He talks about how painting is only colors on a canvas (that is the only thing the artist can control) and the representation is not the thing itself, but the painting must convey what the artist is trying to say. He instructs her to lighten up and go have a glass of wine at the “Dead Rat Café”/Café du Rat Mort.

At the café Tamara meets Suzy Solidor, who is working as the bartender. She also sees Rafaela for the first time. While Rafaela sings the uptempo cabaret number “Love is for Fools” to a raucous and appreciative crowd, Tamara looks on from the bar gobsmacked, and falls head over heels in artistic lust. (I spent half the song watching Amber Iman as Rafaela and half the song watching Tamara watching Rafaela, entertaining all around.) She then waxes rhapsodic about how she wants to experience Rafaela’s body with all of her senses... in order to paint her portrait (”Beauty/I Will Paint Her”). (Sure Tamara, whatever you say.)

Meanwhile Tadeusz has managed to get a job at a bank, monotonously exchanging currency for bank customers. The job is boring and he starts ruminating once again about what his wife exchanged (get it?) in order to free him. It’s Tadeusz’s big moment song-wise and Andrew Samonsky sings it with considerable emotion and skill (I didn’t realize his voice had that much range), but it’s a kind of dull song with not particularly inspired lyrics. Granted, it fits the character as we have seen him so far.

Tamara is finally showing her art at a show along with Marinetti’s other students. Suzy is hanging around as well serving drinks and offering other services, since she “knows a guy who knows a guy.” Marinetti is characteristically impatient with the series of landscapes and portraits until he sees her painting, which apparently is more in line with his vision of art. He insults the other students while singling out Lempicka (who as I recall is signing her paintings with this name at this point) for approval in a rather sexist way, and explains his vision (”Perfection”) while perched a the top of a rolling ladder with all of his students running around below him. It’s a great performance from George Abud and he is totally compelling as Marinetti, especially in this song.

Rafaela shows up at the show (she hangs around with Marinetti) and Lempicka is more or less like “It’s you! Model for me!” She makes a bet with Marinetti about finishing Rafaela’s portrait and Rafaela is intrigued by her self-assuredness. Eden Espinosa sells this part well.

Weeks later, Lempicka is painting a portrait of her daughter Kizette (Jordan Tyson), who now appears to be approximately tween-ish. Lempicka is clearly not all that enthused about the role of “mother” and while their relationship seems to be amicable, it doesn’t seem like Kizette has much of her mother’s attention except through art. When Rafaela unexpectedly shows up, Kizette is promptly sent off. Rafaela models for Lempicka and during this process they sing about the experience of being together with the other person in this oddly intimate way (”Stillness”). At some point they take a break to go to the Dead Rat Café, where Rafaela and Lempicka smoke opium together with lots of flirtatious and sensual implications before Rafaela sings “The Most Beautiful Bracelet.” Lempicka is entranced and a little high. She and Rafaela kiss, and then go back to Lempicka’s studio and sleep together. Lempicka watches Rafaela as she sleeps and sings “Woman Is.” It’s fierce and dramatic and Eden Espinosa sang the hell out of it, but the song itself (indeed the show itself) has more dramatic high notes than it needs.

Even so it is hard not to get carried along with the sweep of emotion. One moment I particularly liked was the final image before intermission, when Lempicka returns to bed with Rafaela and the sliding panels close, with the diagonal gap framing Eden Espinosa’s profile as the lights fade to black. (It was at this point where I said to myself, “I have to buy a ticket and see this again.”)

To start Act 2, Marinetti brings a stool on stage to lecture the audience and set the scene while two mimes (yes, mimes) dance behind him to provide farcical emphasis. As we flash forward through the late 1920s and into the 1930s aided by projections on the panels, the world is going through several upheavals (stock market crash, Depression, rise of the Nazis) but “Paris Will Always Be Paris.” There is a repeated wishful refrain along the lines of “We’ve made it through the Great War, now that’s done/There will never be another one” and it lands harder each time because of the very earnestness of each character singing it.

Lempicka has become very successful and popular and is selling many portraits of women (with a distinctly female gaze) to the wealthy and stylish crowd. She has her own career and her lover and her husband (who has his own lover) and is a representative of the “New Woman”. However there are obvious strains in her relationship with Tadeusz, and she is still trying to save the marriage because for reasons that are somewhat unclear to me, she still loves him very much.

Rafaela wants to go to Lempicka’s upcoming show at the 1937 Paris International Exhibition, but Lempicka doesn’t want her to because it’ll be awkward for multiple reasons. Rafaela is frustrated at constantly being hidden away, so Lempicka takes her to Suzy’s new underground lesbian bar Le Monocle. Suzy sings a song extolling women (”Women”) that is very well-performed and choreographed, though the song itself is not quite as strong. During this song, the bar’s clientele dance and flirt and drink and glide around elegantly; Lempicka and Rafaela affirm their love for each other, talk about a world where they could be together, and Lempicka gifts her a bracelet. Rafaela considers whether love and stability might be good for a change (”Stay”).

Lempicka’s family relationships are still difficult. Tadeusz wants to go back to Warsaw to help build an independent Poland while she wants to stay in Paris. Kizette is back from boarding school and is resentful of her mother’s attention to Rafaela. Kizette manipulates Rafaela into going to the exhibition (although Rafaela is not entirely unaware of what Kizette is doing).

At the art exhibition, the Baroness sees Lempicka’s paintings (one specifically mentioned is “Adam and Eve”) and declares that she sees what Lempicka is trying to do and that she in fact has achieved it. I believe it is also at this point that she warns Lempicka that things are changing and bad things can happen to outsiders. Earlier in the show it was mentioned that the Baron is Jewish, as is Lempicka in part; Lempicka’s relationship with Rafaela also puts her at risk. Rafaela shows up and encounters Tadeusz; they circle each other warily and sing a somewhat antagonistic duet about how they each “can see what she sees” in the other, because they are so much alike. (I take this to be irony.) Marinetti appears wearing a military uniform and makes a flippant comment about the similarities between the art of Communism (represented by the Soviet Union) and that of Fascism (represented by Nazi Germany) at the exhibition. He himself has joined the Italian Fascists, because the Italians have made Futurism the official art of the movement. It’s quite a shocking and disquieting moment in the show (even more so because I had no knowledge of the real Marinetti), yet everything he has said so far in the show is a consistent lead-up to this point.

Things start to fall apart very rapidly for Lempicka after this. Marinetti and his Fascist cohort violently raid Le Monocle in choreographed slow-motion destruction. Lempicka tries to get Rafaela to leave Europe (giving her a passport and papers) just as Lempicka plans to go with her family, but Rafaela is tired of being expected to follow behind Lempicka in her wake, and leaves her. Tadeusz freely admits he’s seeing another woman, and leaves for Warsaw alone. This all occurs in a dramatic trio. Lempicka attempts suicide and is basically ready to give up because she has lost everything she cared about, but the Baroness shows up and tells her to get back to work and paint a portrait before she leaves. Apparently the Baroness has a terminal illness and only has a couple of months to live (”End of Time”). She also asks that Lempicka take the Baron with her when she leaves, given their previous fondness for each other. It’s a big song for the Baroness and I enjoyed the actress and her singing, but the song seemed a bit strange since it sits where I would expect the eleven o’clock number to be. At this point in the show I would like to know what Lempicka is thinking and feeling after all of these events, and I don’t have that much emotional investment in the Baroness.

In any case, the Baron and Lempicka end up together in California (”Starting Over”) where she is thoroughly uninspired by the environment (there are a few amusing digs at LA) and no longer creates art. The Baron eventually dies, and as Lempicka ages she looks back and wonders what the point of it all was. She imagines a vision of Rafaela, who tells Lempicka she has to live not knowing what happened to her. Lempicka’s physical health seems to be declining, and Kizette (who is still present in her life) appears to support her. Nevertheless, she is still determined to dictate her own terms as much as possible and demands that after her death, Kizette should throw her ashes into an active volcano.

Eventually someone finds her paintings hidden away in storage in Paris, and once again her work is recognized and celebrated and sold for a lot of money. It is unclear if this is meant to be happening during her lifetime, but in a reprise of “Woman Is”, onstage Lempicka sees the myriad of women she has painted pass before her and has a realization, which seems to be that the point was in fact the representation of all of these women in their uniqueness and individuality and diversity, which was her vision of the world and the future, and is her legacy.

The meaning of the ending is a little murky, but there’s a good line in that scene about how it’s “a bitch to outlive one’s context”. The idea that her own greatness seemed so dependent on living in a particular time and place, and that fact that the same interwar mix of ideas and politics and culture that fueled her success also spawned the things that destroyed the world she lived in. It’s not addressed further, but it’s one of the many things to chew on afterward.

When I went to read articles on Lempicka (where apparently plenty of prominent people admired her for decades) the idea that her art was suddenly “discovered” seems a bit disingenuous even if it makes for a supposedly more satisfying ending. Maybe there’s an idea which could be made clearer about the cycles of time and history.

Staging

Staging was very fun to watch and it was probably one of the better uses of projections I’ve seen, where projections provide actual context and information and are not just literal representations of the setting. There is extensive use of the turntable, which was occasionally distracting because as the show went on, the noise from the turntable could be heard clearly in the background (it took a while for me to figure out what it was because it sounded like crumpling paper, amplified).

Character thoughts

Tamara de Lempicka: I can see why Marinetti’s vision of art would appeal to her; she goes through the show trying as best she can to control her own destiny, but also trying get the people around her to fit into her plans and that clearly didn’t work. I wish I’d gotten a better idea of how she reckons with that failure in Act 2 as mentioned above, which I think would make her arc clearer. As the character, I thought Eden Espinosa acted the part very well and carries the show well as the emotional center. Her singing was very good although she had to do a lot of high belting, which didn’t always sound as great. Though this was also an issue with the music - often those high notes seemed like overkill. Surely there ought to be other ways to show the characters’ huge, cathartic feelings in a way that allow for musical expressiveness and also don’t sound so similar between different characters, but I am not a songwriter.

Tadeusz Lempicki: Boring (not to mentioned old-fashioned and classist); while stability is a thing I personally value, it is really hard to understand why Lempicka is so devoted to him. Andrew Samonsky sings the part well, but Tadeusz is written as a something of a stick in the mud who doesn't understand the art his wife is doing, and even the song where he expresses his feelings about how she got him out of prison seems ineloquent in a way that is fitting but doesn’t do him a lot of favors. The song that seems to best fit with the guy in the portrait is the duet with Rafaela.

Marinetti is a fun, mad visionary and his vision of the future is seductive, even if full of alarming undercurrents. As a supporting character and semi-villain he drives a decent amount of the action, has his own arc, the catchiest song (”Perfection”) and steals the show for me. I think George Abud was excellent as Marinetti both times - I was completely absorbed whenever he was on the stage, his energy and singing were consistently great, and I fully believed his character.

Rafaela: Still a bit of a mystery even though she has three full songs on her own plus parts of duets, though two of the songs are in-universe performances even if they partly express her personal feelings. I think it is fitting that as currently portrayed in this show the woman who finally inspires Lempicka’s woman of the future is not a white woman. Amber Iman has a ton of presence; I remember seeing her back in the first tour of Hamilton and she seemed like a bit of an odd fit for the Peggy Schuyler half of the role. She played Rafaela in a relaxed way that felt modern to me, as if Rafaela could drop into the present day smoothly, in contrast to Lempicka feeling herself to be out of context in 1975 Los Angeles. At my second viewing, Amber Iman was having a great nigh; during "The Most Beautiful Bracelet" I had no idea where her vocal runs were going to go but they were controlled and ended up solidly exactly in the place where they needed to b, which was pretty exciting to listen to.

Suzy Solidor: very fun and a welcome contrast to the aristocratic properness of Lempicka, her husband, and the Baron & Baroness. Could easily be another scene-stealer depending on how the show goes.

Final thoughts:

There are shows that I’ve seen that were “pre-Broadway” that seemed more obviously Broadway-ready, but it’s been a while since I’ve been hooked by a show and that is always fun. I haven’t read anything that says what this is doing after La Jolla but I hope to be able to see it again somewhere.

#lempicka #lempicka musical

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yesokaythatsfine69 · 4 years ago

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You Sexy Thing (Levi Ackerman x reader)

Description: Often Captain Levi is a little shit, and sometimes- he needs to be reminded about who's in control.

Character(s): Y/n, Levi

Pov: 2nd person, third person

Warning(s): SMUT!!! PORN WITHOUT PLOT- PEGGING, 18+

A/n: I keep seeing all this talk about pegging Levi Ackerman but I couldn't find anything to show- so in the words of Thanos, "I guess I'll do it myself"

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*none of the Gifs used are mine, full credit goes to the maker :)

Your fists clenched, nails digging into the palms, on the verge of breaking skin. The yelps of your fellow squad members caused your teeth to grind. They had to have ran over four miles today- probably more- they had to do suicides double time, all of this shit and more were because the lovely supreme commander of heaven and hell, Squad leader Levi Ackerman had felt their cleaning of the stalls had been less than ideal.

Currently you were in the midst of doing push ups till he deemed fit. You glanced up at the captain, watching as his silver eyes roamed over the lot of you. Even as you seethed and raged- he was still the most gorgeous sight your eyes had ever laid upon. Levi's hair was raven black, in contrast to his light skin and silvery orbs. His hair was what caught you at first- the way it seemed to fall over his eyes just a bit.

It was long enough you could pull your fingers through- you were sure. You could only imagined how soft it must be. Levi facial features also caught you at a loss for words- they were quite dainty. Long black eye lashes, a soft line nose, and thin pink lips. God, was he pretty.

Your eyes moved from their spot, away from your Adonis and to the ground. No matter how pretty he was, he was still a bastard.

You mumbled incoherently to yourself, flexing your fists. The pain of doing another pushup finally getting to you. "Tch, I think you've all learned your lessons." You looked up again, knees dropping. The Devil himself spoke, lifting his hand and waving it in dismissal. "Go to the showers, you brats stink." Blowing a strand of hair from your eye, you rolled your shoulders back, taking Petra's outstretched hand as you bounded up.

No one spoke as they dispersed. You were itching for a shower, and you practically ran to get one.

You were dead tired, dead sleepy, and running on pure anger.

You watched the water flow into the drain near your feet, fixated on nothing but the boiling water as it hit you. Your anger had not evaporated-it simply grew. If he thought he could've done a better job, maybe he should have done it. You slammed the water off.

Or perhaps- and this was just a thought- he could let you get some real training in, instead of wasting your time and energy on being punished.

Punished.

Your eyes narrowed.

You stepped from the shower, one foot at a time.

Perhaps...the omnipotent captain Levi deserved a punishment of his own. Something that would...bring him down a peg.

You smiled, remembering a certain box hid underneath just for this type of reason.

"I think I might have just the thing."

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Levi was just as sexy (if not more) than he was pretty. Something about him, oozed it. Maybe it was the way he walked, confident but not egotistical. They way spoke- his voice. His dry humor, his bleak expressions, his impeccable fighting skills and savagery...his taunt ass, or maybe it was the way his uniform hugged his body.

Your hands tugged at a box that laid deep beneath your bed. It scraped against the floor, finally sliding directly in front of you. You unhooked the latch, pulling out the important piece of equipment you'd need tonight.

You bit your tongue.

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The truth was, you could spot a bottom from a mile away. It was also the people who needed control in their daily lives- people who needed everything perfect. At night they liked to take a break- to be controlled. Who were you to judge? You couldn't blame them, not hardly.

You knocked at his office door. It was late, barely a few minutes before lights out. For several seconds nothing happened, but you waited. Patience was a specialty.

"Come in." The tone was annoyed, and as you entered you could see why. He had stacks of papers before him, a signal candle lighting the room. Levi rubbed his temples, a sign that the dim lighting had an affect.

His eyes flickered up to met yours, "lieutenant Y/L/N?" The air was tense and goosebumps erupted across your forearms. "Captain Levi, I'm glad I caught you." His Expression remained unchanging. "Tch, yeah, I'm sure. What do you want, brat?"

You smiled, your hands intertwining from behind your back. "You to apologise." His entire body paused. Levi twitched his head to the side, a small movement. "Oh? So you're here to waste both are times then, y/l/n." You turned, locking his office door behind you.

Levi stood. "Oi, oi, oi, what do you think you're doing?" You turned back to face him. "The only person who wasted our time today was you." His eyes narrowed slightly. This was a side of you he hadn't been used to. Sure, he'd seen this intense focus on your face before, this same expression you wore when you sliced and diced titan after titan.

"Tch, what are you on about you stupid-" I'm flash you had his hair in your grip, dragging his head to you. "It's not nice to call people stupid, Levi." His eyes were wide, and his face was inches away from your own. "I can forgive that though, especially when you look so pretty like this."

His eyes sunk back, his shock leaving him. "Oi, I guess you've got me where you want me." You smiled, innocence twinkled in your irises. "Not yet I don't." Loosening your tight grip, you gently guided his head to close the gap between you two.

His eyes fluttered close upon impact, the tenseness he often carried with his resolve melting away with the warmth of your lips. You hummed, feeling the way he seemed to open up with your touch. Gently you scratched his scalp, pulling a sigh from his mouth.

When it opened you wasted no time slipping in your tongue. He tasted like tea, which wasn't suprising but was rather delightful. He let out a small groan as she gave his bottom lip a small bite, tugging softly. Her hands slipped underneath his shirt, dancing across his warm chest and abs. The feeling of what lied beneath was enticing and she pulled away eager to see it.

Levi groaned when you left him, an irritated, "y/n." Leaving his lips as his arms tried to find you, to bring you back to him. You escaped him though and worked to pull his shirt off.

When you had an object so important it was natural that worked as efficiently as possible to succeed. With that mindset you had him shirtless within seconds, Levi felt that had to be some type of record.

With his comfort in mind as soon as his shirt was off you folded it properly, working as efficiently as you had to take if off of him. When your eyes met his, they twinkled with something akin to admiration. You smiled and pulled him into a chaste kiss, his tongue moving to part your lips, but fire he could succeed you began moving.

You kissed his chin, and he frowned. "What are-" Then you kissed his neck and a shiver racked his body. His breath quickened and shook, your lips planting directly over his heartbeat. You sucked, making sure to leave him as many reminders of tonight as you could.

Your lips moved down his chest, blessing each nipple with a tug of teeth. Licking a stripe down his v line, you unbottoned his pants. He moaned, "y/n..." Watching as you tugged down his underwear with your teeth. His length sprained free, looking almost as eager as you.

"Stunning..." You spoke licking a line up his shaft. His legs shook at your move and you laughed, wrapping your first around his base. "It can't be this easy, Levi." He blinked looking down at you in bewilderment.

You lifted yourself up, becoming eye level with him. As light as a feather you stroked his cheek, his head leaning into your hand as though it were instinct. "I figured humanity's strongest would have put up more of fight." His eyes narrowed. "Especially since you seem to love giving orders." Your nails stabbed into his skin, his eyes widened and he pulled back "tch! You bitch!"

Your other hand grabbed his neck, squeezing it and bringing him to you. "I've wanted you for so long. Do you have any idea how hard it is to be so close and yet so far, to someone everyone wants." "Y/n." Levi whimpered as your hand tightened around his throat. "Maybe you do know how much you're wanted. Maybe you like it." You let go and he fell forward, you catching him.

"I guess we'll just have to add that to lists of why you must be punished." You pushed him to his knees, his pants still wrapped around his ankles. Your foot spread his legs apart, and kept them there. Your hand found his chin, pulling his face up.

"i hope you like this view, you'll need to get used to it." You pulled up your shirt, taking it off effortlessly. His eyes widened at your chest- you had chosen to go braless. Then, they relaxed, his tongue going between his teeth.

You pulled your pants off next, and then your underwear. The strap you had put on before you left your room flung out, and Levi looked between you and it. "Like I said, you need to be punished..." You stroked the strap on. "I consider this the punisher." You voice had dropped an octave lower.

Levi took on a dazed expression, half lidden eyes taking in the sight. "Open your mouth." His eyes flickered back up to you. They were big and puppy like."I said." You reached down and pinched his two cheeks together. "Open. Your. Mouth." His pretty little mouth popped open, and your hips thrusted the device in. Your hand ran through his hair as he sucked, when you reached the back of his head you pushed him forward.

Levi gagged around your cock, the fake tip hitting the back of his throat. Tears prickled, in his eyes, but your coos to take in more, to be a good boy for you, they caused his brows the furrow as he adjusted and did what he could to please you.

Using your grip on his head he allowed you guide him at your will, submitting to the drive of your hands. His eyes closed finally and your leg pressed up against his own hard on. "Who would've thought humanity's strongest could look so hot sucking dick." You spoke softly, causing your good boy to moan into the dick.

Finally, you pulled away watching the strings of salvia appear and separate as you let him go. His head bobbled towards you, his eyes barely open.

"fuck me...please." you bent down to where he was. "Oh baby..." Again, you stroked his cheek gently. "I'll do so much more than that to you. When I'm done with you...you won't be able to walk tomorrow." His breathe caught and you laughed. "Be my good boy and go to your desk. Ass out."

You watched him stand and walk to his desk, still filled with long forgotten papers and a dimly lit candle. You stood and moved to the neat pile you had placed his clothes in.

You pulled out his belt, smiling and snapping it. This could be useful.

You moved to where he stood, wrapping yourself behind him. "How well you listen, Levi." You slammed his upper body down onto the desk, pulling his hips up. His ass was on full display in the air, as perky as you imagined. Taking two fingers, you shoved them up is mouth.

Levi didn't need a command, his tongue went right to work. He wrapped it around your fingers while he moaned, pushing his hips against you and your cock.

"cheeky, cheeky." You smirked taking your free hand to grab his ass. Finally satisfied you pulled her fingers from his mouth.

"more..." His voice rasped out. "More? I haven't even started." With that you pushed your fingers into his tight hole. You began scissoring them, watching as he twitched beneath you. His breathing became louder the more you curled. Then you hit his prostate and he cried out, gasping at the intense pleasure you gave him.

Your fingers pulled out, and you reached for the belt that you had placed beside him for such a moment. "Tch, y/n please you must-" you reared the belt back and slammed it forward, the belt bouncing off his ass with a thrup! Sound. He gasped delightedly, his cheek pressed up against the cold metal of his desk.

Again you reared down, jolting his body. "You." Slap. "Think." Slap. "That." Slap. "You." Slap. "Can." Slap. "Just." Slap. "Treat." Slap. "People." Slap. "Like." Slap. "Shit." Slap. "Just." Slap. "Because." Slap. "You." Slap. "Are." Slap. "A." Slap. "Squad." Slap. "Leader." Tears streamed from his eyes, ass red and tender.

"you can't." You grabbed his hands from his sides, "and now you're going to be tied up with your own belt, right after you were just spanked with your own belt." You slide the belt around till it was tight enough to only hurt a bit.

Then you you raised his hands directly over his head. This was used as something to grip onto while you fucked him.

Her other hand made sure you two were properly aligned, and with little more than a grunt you thrusted in. A breath released from his body, a shout escaped his lips as you bottomed out.

You waited several seconds, gently stroking his face and cooing to him, waiting. Finally he nodded, telling you everything you needed to know. You pulled back, almost completely out, save for the tip before you plowed into him.

Your hips thrusted- hard and faster. The only way Levi Ackerman deserved- rough. Each time you bottomed out he grunted and it became a steady rhythm of grunts.

"nnnuh...nuuhhnn..ahhh..." He was drooling, each hit of his prostate weakening his resolve a bit more and making him a bit more needy for more.

Your position made it almost impossible for him to move and he could really only met your thrusts. "Harder!" He gasped out, tears running down his face, drool dripping from his mouth.

Your hand reached around and tugged along his dick, high pitched whines now leaving the captains mouth. "Y/n! Y/n I'm so close please, please." You bent down and bit into his shoulder, causing another Yelp to leave the squad leader.

"cum, bitch." You whispered to his ear and with a cry Levi Ackerman came, his eyes practically crossing as he painted his chest and desk white.

He laid their several seconds, breathing harshly and listening to the sounds of your praises. He was a good boy, he was. He was your good boy now, all yours.

Gently you helped him up and into his shower, fully discarding his bottoms and your strap, to take back to your room to wash.

You cleaned, scrubbed, and were as gentle as possible, making sure to help him to his bed.

You pulled your shirt over your head. "I can stay till you leave for breakfast...if you want that is but-" he cut you off. "Tch...Stay as long as you want." He pulled himself up and onto his elbows. "Especially since you didn't cum."

You raised a brow. "Levi, I appreciate it, but I don't think you're read yet...I mean- we-" again he cut you off. "Y/n, my mouth is always ready."

You paused. He was right, you hadn't cum and not very often did the people you slept with care. He was offering his mouth to you- not that Levi surprised you much- he was very caring and it seemed natural he'd be that way in bed.

You smiled and tugged off your shirt. "I hope you're hungry." You crawled into the bed, barely having to do a damn thing as Levi simply hoisted you up- as if you weighed nothing- and sat you on his face.

His nose carded through your folds- parting them for his tongue. Your hips buckled against him, thighs closing around his face. His hands came up and wrapped around them, pressing them together.

"Fuck, Levi." You moaned as his tongue licked from your hole to your clit, where he sucked for several seconds. Again he pushed his nose up into you, allowing you to ride his face and practically suffocate him. "God, you're so good." You squealed, yanking at his raven locks. He had definitely done this before and definitely knew how good he was.

He hummed into you, pushing you down each time your hips buckled up. Finally it seemed he had enough with your erratic movements before he flipped you into your back and moved so that he was on his stomach, mouth never leaving your core.

Your legs wrapped around his head as he ate, each time dipping his head in deeper to your core. His tongue fucked your hole with urgency, meaning, desire and finally with one final plunge you came, wetting his face.

He pulled away, allowing you to sit up. Your legs were shaky, but you moved so that you were directly in front of him. You licked your juices from his face, meeting him in a chaste kiss.

"Maybe I should be more harsh on you cadets more often." He spoke hurriedly as she pushed him down. You tutted. "Did you really learn nothing, my sweet boy?" He shrugged allowing you to pin his hands down above him.

"What can I say? I am the leader of the brats."

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BONUS

Erwin frowned at his friend and colleague. The two had been eating breakfast together and everything had seemed rather ordinary until Erwin noticed a bruise on the side of Levi's neck.

"uh..Levi?" Levi glanced up. "Where did you get that bruise?" Levi frowned at Erwin. "What bruise?" Erwin rolled his eyes impatiently. "The one on your neck."

"Hello everyone! I hope everyone slept well!" Hanji appeared interrupting the conversation. She slid into a chair on the other side of Levi, smiling happily.

Erwin made a few more glances at Levi's neck, but felt it best to leave it, lest he be smitted by the all powerful Levi Ackerman.

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A/n: BARK BARK BARK okay I definitely got a bit...carried away. Anyways I hope you enjoyed this, thanks for reading, and pls feel free to give critism!

#levi x y/n #levi aot #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman #captain levi #levi attack on titan #levi smut #captain levi smut #levi ackerman smut #smut #sub smut #sub levi #x reader

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tessmontyart · 2 years ago

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🎉2022 Art Summary time! 🎉 This year I tried simplifying my colours and shading - but after a year of colouring like this I kinda want to change it up again haha, especially hair, so next year might be a little more experimental! 💕

Last year my goals were: 🌸"Owl City Inktober took a backseat in 2021, but I’d like to bring it back this year to get myself closer to the goal of drawing every Owl City song 😀" Unfortunately my full time job took priority this year, so I didn't get time 😢 But the new Owl City album will be releasing 2023 so I'm hoping to do lots more Owl City Fanart then!

🌸"Animate something for myself! The animations I did last year were all of other peoples characters, it’s time I animate my own characters for once haha! 😆" YESS I finally did this! I made a cute little looping animation of my characters making a gingerbread house, I'm so happy it turned out cute and got a good reception 💖

🌸"Draw at least the first 3 chapters of my webcomic! Or maybe even the first 5? ^^" This was a little ambitious, I didn't realise I was gonna be swamped with full time work :( The sketch for the 1st chapter is done, I just have to line and colour it ❤️

🌸"Not quite drawing-related, but still an art-form - I want to get back into making music, and compose at least 1 piece in 2022 😊" -I accomplished this too! I recorded a fun random little piano piece and had fun adding bits and pieces to it 🎶 . ⭐️WHAT ARE MY GOALS FOR 2023? ⭐️ . 🍓Definitely make more cute little looping animations, that was really fun! Can I aim for ... 3? :D

🍓Surely this will be the year I finish the first chapter to my webcomic. If I don't get another job see how I go with finishing at least the 2nd chapter too? 👼

🍓 I'll reuse one of last years goals. More Owl City art! Especially of the new songs :)

🍓 Try experimenting more with my colouring style, maybe study my favourite artists 💖

Here's to 2023! the previous art summaries on the previous slides, they go right back to 2013! 😳

Previous art summaries below: [2021] [2020] [2019][2018][2017][2016][2015] [2014][2013]

#2022 #art summary #art summary 2022

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dreamescapeswriting · 4 years ago

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Once In A Lifetime ~ BC [M]

WORD COUNT: 3K

GENRE: Smut…just…it’s just smut DRABBLE [written when i had writers block so it’s not great. im sorry]

PAIRING: Bang Chan x Fem!Reader - with the boys occasionally imputing…a lot of input from the boys okay…Might as well be an ot8 fic

WARNINGS: Daddy kink, an embarrassing moment at a fan meet leads to something you never thought would happen in a life time that being said. This is awful. I did this so bad I’m sorry. It’s my first time writing something for all nine of them at the same time…

To say you were nervous would be an understatement, you'd been dreaming of this day for years and now you were finally here. After saving up all your money and finally getting tickets in a spot close to you you were able to meet the people that made you happiest in life.

"You made this?" Felix asked as he took the small plushie into his hand and held it up to his face as he looked at you,

"I did, I hope you like it." He smiled leaning down to sign your album and poster and then going back to the stuffed version of a sun you'd made in your free time. You'd created something for each of them to make sure you could give them something special and handmade from the heart. Felix had a stuffed sunshine, Minho's was a cat, Seungmin had a puppy, Changbin had a pig/rabbit combination, Jeongin had a fox, Jisung had a squirrel and you'd made Hyunjin a Llama with a cute hat.

"I love him, I'm going to have to find somewhere in the dorms to display him." He chuckled holding onto your hand for your remaining time together. The one you were most nervous for was coming up, Chan smiled at you as you stepped in front of him and reached into your small bag and pulled out a wolf.

"Oh my gosh!" He took it from you carefully and turned it around as he admired it, the small toy even had a small collar around its neck that had Chan's name on it.

"He's adorable, did you name him?" He chuckled sitting him beside him and telling staff he wanted to keep the small wolf there,

"While I was making him he was called wolfie," He smiled signing your album, you took a deep breath and he looked up at you.

"Do you want me to sign your album?" His eyes made you melt as you stared back at them and you nodded,

"Yes daddy," The words slipped out before you could even process what you were saying and they may have gone unnoticed by everyone around you but not by Chan who was now smirking as he felt blood rushing to his trousers. He licked his lips signing your poster and then writing something down on a piece of paper and handing it to you as he held your hand.

"How's your day been?" He asked casually knowing he didn't have long with you but he wanted longer which was why his hotel room number was in your hand and he was praying you would come to see him.

"B-Brilliant, yours?" He smiled nodding his head at you as he licked his lip,

"Very interesting today," The time was up and he winked at you pointing to your hand as you slipped away from them, you looked into your palm to see his signature along with his room number on a piece of paper. You glanced back and he was winking at you before going back to talk to another fan in front of him.

This had to be some kind of joke, didn't it? You walked up to the door debating about knocking on it, it could have just been some kind of joke that you didn't understand. Your gut was telling you to knock but the rest of your body was already turning away,

"Going somewhere, baby girl?" You looked up to see Chan walking towards you from the elevator, he was alone as he made his way over to you. Your mouth began to open and close as you tried to think of something to say to him,

"You're going shy on me now? After what you called me at the fan sign?" He licked his lips, he'd done nothing but imagine himself railing you since he heard the word slip from your mouth and he could tell you were picturing it now when he called you baby girl.

"You can say no at any time," He whispered, you looked up at him shaking your head.

"Say no to what?" You teased as he ran his hand over your cheek smirking as you tried to play the innocent one after calling him daddy right in front of everyone,

"You know what baby girl, don't play innocent." Every time he called you the nickname shivers ran down your body and you grew wetter.

"I can tell by the way you're clenching your thighs together, you're dying for me to touch you...Do you want that?" You nodded slowly and he kissed your head pulling you towards the hotel room he'd given you the number to and he let himself inside.

"Guys, meet Y/n." Your heart swelled as he remembered your name and then you realized you were in a room filled with all of the boys, all of them staring at you.

"Y/n is here because...Well, she called me daddy and I couldn't exactly let her walk away." Your eyes widened as he outed you to the rest of the boys in the room but they didn't even seem to mind that you were there.

"C-Chan?" You stuttered as he ran his hand across your lower back making you nervous as you felt his hand slide to your ass, you were enjoying this a lot more than you probably should have been in a room full of boys.

"Have fun Hyung," Minho smirked watching as Chan led you through to his room just off from the main area, inside were two double beds and sitting on one of them was the small wolf you'd given to Chan.

"You kept him?" You whispered looking at the stuffed toy and smiling,

"A very pretty girl gave it to me, of course, I kept it." He whispered coming up behind you and kissing your neck, you bit down on your lip as he began to kiss up to your jaw turning you around to kiss your lips softly. Instantly it was like sparks flew from you, your arms wrapped around the back of his neck to bring him closer to you and he smirked against your lips.

"So needy aren't you?" You had a new-found-confidence so you just nodded at him not wanting to waste time anymore,

"You can say no at any time and I'll stop," He whispered running his hands over the edge of your top, lifting it from your body to reveal the bra you were wearing. He groaned at the sight of you in front of him,

"Even better than I thought," You began to feel your cheeks heat up so you reached for his shirt not wanting to be the only one shirtless, unbuttoning it and running your cold fingers over his abs making you whimper at the small touch.

"You like?" You nodded and he pulled you back into a passionate kiss, it was like your whole body was on fire as he began to strip you from the trousers you were wearing and gently laid you down on the bed behind you.

"I bet you've watched all those videos of me saying baby girl haven't you?" He questioned running his fingers slowly down to the waistband of your panties, pulling them and letting them snap back against your skin you let out a hiss,

"Answer me, baby girl," You whimpered nodding your head at him,

"I have daddy," He felt himself grow harder and he rewarded you by removing your underwear and running a finger between your folds.

"Dripping wet for me," He whispered kissing you softly as he sunk one finger into your core, softly pushing it in and out of you not wanting to go too rough with you yet,

"M-More," You whispered bucking your hips up making him chuckle,

"Needier than I thought, I love that princess," He added a second finger into you and began picking up the pace of his fingers. Your head pushed back into the mattress as he continued to finger you on the bed.

You whimpered looking at the shadows by the door, you could tell the boys were listening. Chan slowed his fingers down noticing what you had,

"Don't you think it's unfair?" He questioned kissing down your chest and then back to your lips,

"W-What?" You whimpered not wanting him to slow his fingers down but he nodded at the door,

"A true fan would never leave them out...Would they?" Your eyes glazed over at the thought of the boys coming into the room.

"N-No they wouldn't." You stuttered out, he felt you clench around his fingers and he smirked,

"Changbin! Jisung! Come here," His fingers slipped out of you and you whined in defeat as he moved away from you and watched as the 2nd and 3rd member of 3racha walked into the room to find you leg spread on the bed for them,

"We thought it would be unfair to leave you all out," He smirked at the boys who were already hard through their trousers,

"Go on baby girl, tell them what you want..." Chan kissed and sucked on your neck as you stared at the boys,

"I-I want to suck Hannie and Changbin-"

"I think I can guess what you want Changbin to do," Chan smirked watching as you bit down on your lip,

"Fastest rapper meaning fastest tongue right?" Chan questioned running his hands over your breasts as you nodded at him, Changbin sunk to his knees in front of you on the edge of the bed and pulled you closer.

"Good girl," Chan whispered as you let out a long moan. Changbin's lips attached to your clit as he began diving his tongue in and out of you looking up at you as Jisung took his member from his boxers,

"Such a good girl," Chan cooed in your ear as you began stroking Chan in your hand and taking Han into your mouth starting off slow recreating the slow movements Changbin was doing.

"Faster Hyung, s-she's really good at this." You smirked around Jisung who placed his hands into your hair, bucking up a little so he could hit the back of your throat. You swallowed around him creating a tight feeling and he twitched,

"O-Oh shit, don't." He mumbled not wanting this to be over but Changbin's tongue began to move skillfully as you moaned around Jisung's length, swallowing the precum dripping from him as you pulled off him, licking the tip and sucking on it as you pumped him in your hand.

"F-Fuck!" You whimpered as three fingers were pushed into your core along with Changbin's tongue. At the door, Felix and Minho were watching and stroking themselves at the sight of you being fucked by 3racha like this. Chan was stood to the side directing the boys on how to do something if they got it wrong,

"C-Close." Your voice broke as you whimpered to Chan and he nodded at you,

"Cum for them princess," Han grunted as you took him back into your mouth moving your head faster each time you got closer to your release,

"Shit," He grunted holding you down on his length as he finished into your throat, watching you swallow every drop as Minho came into his fist grunting out a mumble of your name and curse words going to clean up.

"C-Changbin!" You cried out as your hips bucked against his mouth, your toes curling as you cried out his name and rode out your high on his tongue.

"Ugh fuck," You heard Felix grunt as he came onto his own hand making you giggle at the sight of him looking so tired,

"You're enjoying this baby girl?" Chan questioned coming down to wipe your mouth with a tissue before he kissed you softly.

Hyunjin was pumping himself with one hand while he used his thumb on your clit, you were focussing on pumping both Seungmin and Jeongin in your hands as they looked down at you grunting out your name as you moaned.

"I want you to cum all over me," You moaned out feeling Chan's fingers dip inside of your while Hyunjin continued to rub circles on your clit. Not one of them had fucked you properly yet because Chan told them that it was for him only, he wanted to be the one to fuck you senseless but you were already losing your mind over having them be here with you touching you the way they were.

"Hyung I can't-" Jeongin moaned out as he began to thrust into your hand, you opened up your mouth wanting to catch anything you could from him and the sight tipped him over the edge as he came onto your exposed tits and face. A few strings hitting your tongue. He went to move away but you pulled him back, cleaning his length off with your mouth before he walked away from you.

"That so fucking hot," Seungmin mumbled looking at you as you turned to look at him, opening your mouth waiting for him to cum for you.

"You want to cum for me Seungmin? You wanna cum in my mouth or my tits?" You had no idea where the confidence was coming from but you didn't care, Seungmin just nodded as an answer as he watched you curling your tongue up for him.

"Cum in my mouth Seungie," He grunted pushing his tip into your mouth, you swirled your tongue around the tip as he came into your mouth, the strings of his hot cum hitting your throat but you made to swallow every drop. The sight was enough to make Hyunjin cum onto his hand from where he stood,

"F-Fuck Hyung she's perfect." He groaned getting up and walking out of the room, the door shut and you were left alone with Chan.

"Your turn daddy," You breathed out looking at him as he smirked at you,

"I've been imagining railing you all day baby girl," He knew for a fact he'd never be able to last as long as he normally would with someone since he'd watched you be fucked by everyone else but he would do his best to make you cum one last time for him.

"You sure you can handle me?" You nodded at him as he took himself from his trousers, he was much bigger than the rest of them had been and the sight of him being so hard made your mouth water.

"Need you, daddy," You whimpered running your hands down to your clit as you began rubbing yourself softly for him spreading your legs more so give him the perfect view but he growled at you.

"Don't touch, mine," He muttered lining himself at your entrance and rubbing his red hot tip along your folds, you felt so good already.

"I wasn't yours when you shared me with the boys," You teased and he pushed into your roughly making you cry out, your mouth hanging open as he kept himself at your hilt,

"You're fucking mine, you called me daddy not them." He grunted thrusting in and out of your roughly, putting your leg over his shoulder so he could fuck into your deeply. Not stopping for a second as the animalistic side of him took over and he lost himself in the feeling of you.

"So fucking warm and wet for me baby girl," You couldn't even manage words as he continued to fuck into that one spot that made you feel like you were floating on a cloud.

"Daddy!" You screamed gripping onto his broad shoulders as he continued to thrust in and out of you ruthlessly, you were able to mumble small swear words and the occasional whine. He chuckled seeing you like this, completely fucked out.

"So fucked out for me baby girl," He kissed you softly, sucking on your neck as his fingers began rubbing your clit in circles. You hissed at the stimulation, you'd been touched so much that night you were starting to feel the effects of it.

"Close daddy. I'm so fucking close!" He smirked hearing you cry out the name for him and nodded at you,

"Cum for me baby, but tell me where you want me to cum first." You shook your head not wanting this experience to end, you were so afraid of waking up and having it all be a dream. You just wanted him to fuck you all night.

"Fill me up...I-I'm on the pill, Fill me up daddy, fuck your load into me." His hips began to pick up speed again and you whimpered as a white light began to cloud your vision. Your orgasm hitting you like a 50-ton truck, your legs were shaking as you gushed around Chan making it hard to move inside of you thanks to your clenching. But he grunted out your name cumming into you deeply and not moving as you both panted heavily,

"Baby girl, that was amazing," He whispered kissing your forehead softly as you panted, he pulled out of you making you whine at the feeling of being empty after being so full.

"N-No," You yawned out tiredly wanting more of him but he just chuckled pushing you back on the bed and pulling the sheets to cover your body wanting you to be as warm as possible.

"Get some sleep."

The next morning you stretched out in the bed and frowned as you looked around, you were in a single bed and alone.

"F-Fuck," You whimpered realizing you were back in your own hotel room and that the whole thing had been a dream, one of the best dreams you could have possibly had. You sat up in the bed hissing as a sore pain ran through you,

"Don't move yet, you'll still be sensitive from last night." You almost fell out of the bed when Chan came out of the bathroom carrying the small kettle from your hotel room and going to make a hot drink.

"C-Chan? It wasn't-"

"A dream? No baby girl, it wasn't a dream." You swallowed the lump in your throat and looked down at yourself, you were wearing a plain black hoodie you knew wasn't his and you looked back at him.

"You didn't think I'd leave you here alone after last night did you? I grabbed your key from your bag, I thought you’d be comfier here." You bit your lip and he walked closer to you, sitting on the edge of the bed and kissing your head softly.

"I ran a nice hot bath for us, I'll order some food when we get out to help get your strength back up. You're going to need it," You went to question what he meant when he kissed you softly.

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