#his hair was so hard to draw but SOOO fun

[ronan-outoftime]

he is my favourite fankid of yours i love this little abomination grimdude <333

so i drew him :>

hyacinth park you will always be famous

(hyacinth park belongs to the wonderful @catboymoments!!!)

[yippee-optimistically]

mods r asleep post humanized 4x

finished catching up on tpot it was peakkkkkk but i am so scared of one. also working on little clay and felt dolls of 4 x and 2

[sluckythewizard]

FIIIINALLY almost nailed my designs for lizzie and caspian can i get a HEEEELLL YEAAH???? i think these two make a vvery cute duo and i cannt wait to see them again. i also hope they both get hurt reaaaallly really badly. togeter

[maysileeewrites]

HEAVENLY

Jacaerys Velaryon x fem!reader || 18+, mdni!

Synopsis: It’s this gentle glow, this steady and strong flame within him that you fell in love with, and continue to fall in love with every day. || Or: a glimpse into married life with Jacaerys.

content & warnings: fluff and smut, smut (piv, oral (f), hair pulling, slight praise kink if you squint), established relationship, arranged marriage, light banter, some tooth-rotting fluff as well

masterlist || word count: 3.9k

AN: yes I totally hopped on the Jace hype train, but my man’s just sooo dreamy. I also saw a post pointing out the similarities between him and Robb Stark, and now my love for Jace totally makes sense 😭😭 I loved writing this and I have sooo many ideas for other Jace fics (Robb as well but idk if anyone is still interested in that). Anyways, have fun reading :)

You wake up to warm sunlight streaming through the window, a gentle morning breeze blowing through the room, birds chirping somewhere in the distance. If you really concentrate, you can also hear the gentle lapping of waves against the shore, can smell a faint, salty breeze in the morning air.

You yawn, trying to stretch and to draw the blankets up a bit higher - only to find yourself unable to. 

Even fast asleep your husband is still curled around you, his head resting on the crook of your shoulder, his dark curls tickling your neck, his warm, even breaths ghosting over the sensitive skin of your neck, causing you to shiver. His legs are still entangled with yours, and one of his hands is still splayed possessively over your stomach, the other resting on your waist. 

Your waist - where, if you were able to move and stretch, you’d surely see imprints of his fingers on your skin. 

You can’t help it - even just thinking of the previous night’s activities brings a furious blush to your cheeks. 

Jacaerys has always been an attentive lover, gentle yet passionate, and last night has been no different. 

You bite down hard on your lip, remembering.

The way he’d thrusted up into you while you were sitting in his lap, the fingers of his right hand digging into the skin of your waist, steadying you; while his other hand had been between your thighs, his thumb rubbing soothing circles onto your clit while you moved up and down on his cock. 

That had been your third orgasm of the night, and while you already felt overstimulated and exhausted at that point, Jacaerys had seemed to have made it his own personal mission to bring you to ecstasy at least four times that night. 

After he’d gotten you to your peak, he kissed you passionately, and then, without having finished himself, he lowered his face between your legs, coaxing your fourth orgasm from you. 

By that point, you were a quivering, panting mess. Jacaerys cradled your face lovingly, peppering your skin with gentle kisses. 

„You did so well for me, Princess“, he whispered, kissing the corner of your mouth. You smiled exhaustedly, reaching up your hands to wind them around his neck again, drawing him in for another kiss. He shifted, covering your body with his again and you could feel his painfully hard, throbbing length against your stomach, causing you to whine. And though your clit was still swollen and you could already feel a familiar feeling of soreness settling between your legs, there was a familiar heat pooling between your legs yet again. 

While he’d already driven you to your peak four times, Jacaerys had only finished twice, and you couldn’t have to that. So, removing one hand from his neck, you reached between your bodies, positioning his hard length between your legs.

„Princess, what-„, Jacaery‘s question was cut off by the loud, broken moan that left you when you felt him sliding back into you, filling you to the brim. 

„Fuck, Princess“, Jacaerys moaned, looking down at you. You could see the different emotions he was feeling warring on his face - there was that desire to stay gentle and tender and take care of your needs, but there was something else there as well, something darker, more primal, his own lust, a desire to finally find his pleasure.

And so, you tangled your hands in his hair, tugging and pulling at his dark curls the way you knew always drove him insane. 

„More, please“, was all you needed to moan, before Jace groaned, grabbing your legs and hitching them over his shoulder. The new angle allowed him to thrust even deeper and more intensely into you, and soon his thrusts were becoming more and more erratic. 

One of your hands moved to his back, nails digging into his skin, leaving a reminder of this moment. Just like his handprints on your waist. 

And the permanent imprint he’d left on your heart, the moment you made your vows to each other.

It didn’t take long for either of you to reach your peak.

Afterwards, Jacaerys scooped you up in his arms, leaving gentle kisses on your skin, his fingers stroking over your skin gently, his touch once again feather-light. 

You close your eyes, a small smile on your lips, as slow, gentle kisses on your neck bring you back to the present moment. 

„Morning, Princess“, Jacaerys says, his voice still thick with sleep. 

„You’re tense …“, he comments only a moment later, his hand leaving your waist and reaching up to intertwine with yours. 

You feel a blush creep up on your cheeks, which is ridiculous, considering everything that happened last night. Or the night before. 

Or the night before that. 

Any night since you and Jacaerys have been married, really. It’s only been a few months, but still - you always find yourself looking forward to the nights. And the mornings, and sometimes, if you find the time for it, the afternoons as well. 

Before, when you were younger, you’d never imagined that marriage could be like this. You’d heard the stories whispered between some of the older maids, had seen the cold, distant way your parents always interacted with each other. 

And so, when your parents first told you of your betrothal to Jacaerys Velaryon - the first child and heir of Princess Rhaenyra, a rumored bastard- just a few weeks after your eleventh name day, you’d been terrified. 

You were even more terrified when you first met your betrothed two years later, on the feast that was thrown in honor of your thirteenth name day. 

Later, after you were married, Jace had confessed to you that he’d initially thought that you hated him, because you almost didn’t speak to him for the entire evening. Which was true, but you also told Jace that back then, you’d simply been terrified, anxious. Shy and nervous and about to crack under the pressure your parents had put on you, telling you that it was imperative that you left a perfect impression on the royal family. 

You’d slipped away from the festivities the first chance you got, after an incredibly awkward dance with Jacaerys. You were so caught up in your own thoughts that you didn’t even notice the young prince following you, until he made his presence known. 

„I’m sorry, I know I’m a terrible dancer-“

A loud shriek escaped you and you turned around to face him. There he was, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, looking at you uncertainly and with a tender shyness on his expression. 

„I’m sorry,  I didn’t mean to frighten you - I - I only wanted to make sure that you were alright …“ 

You nodded slowly, tucking a stray strand of hair that had escaped your hairdo behind your ear. 

This conversation wasn’t what you’d been expecting, not at all. You certainly hadn’t counted on him even noticing that something was wrong, yet alone following you to make sure that you were alright. Earlier that day and night, conversation between you two had been stiff and awkward, with neither of you quite knowing what to say to each other, and always someone from either of your families lurking around in the background. 

But this was different and this was the moment you slowly started to realize that maybe Jacaerys Velaroyn wasn’t all that bad. 

So, you found yourself taking a tentative step towards him. „I - I am now, I - thank you, Your Grace.“ 

„Jacaerys - it’s Jace, if you like“, he corrected you gently, also taking a tentative step towards you, before holding out his hand. „Friends?“ 

You nodded, feeling a small smile tug at the corners of your lips. „Friends.“ 

You and Jacaerys hadn’t seen much of each other after your name day celebrations, but only a few days later, you received the first raven he ever sent you. 

Since then, you two had been writing to each other constantly, sometimes sending three or even more ravens during a fortnight. And though you only continued to see him for very few occasions - his or your nameday celebrations, the royal wedding of Prince Aegon and his sister Helaena, the Queen Rhaenyra’s coronation -, you found yourself looking forward to these occasions more and more. He was your best friend, and with the years passing, the space he occupied in your heart only grew more and more. 

And so, when a few weeks after your eighteenth nameday, your wedding was finally held, it was entirely different than what you’d been imagining it to be as a little child. 

You weren’t afraid or terrified, not in the slightest. No, you were excited and happy, and if Jace is to be believed, you were glowing with joy the whole day through. 

„Princess?“, Jacaery’s voice, now sounding concerned, draws you out of your thoughts yet again, and so you turn around, until you’re facing him. 

You squeeze his hand, reaching up with your other hand to touch his cheek, unable to fight the warm smile tugging at the corner of your lips. 

Jacaerys returns your smile and you feel your heart skip a beat. When Jace smiles, really smiles, it’s as if his whole face is lightning up. There’s a gentle glow in his warm brown eyes, calming and reassuring.

It’s this gentle glow, this steady and strong flame in him that you fell in love with, and continue to fall in love with every day. 

„What’re you thinking about, love?“, Jace asks you, his hand squeezing yours, his other hand leaving your waist and reaching up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. 

You smile, leaning into his touch. You don’t answer his question, not with words, at least. Instead, you just lean forward, gently pressing your lips to his, hoping to convey all the emotions you’re currently feeling through your kiss. 

It seems to be working, because when you break apart a moment later, there’s a soft smile on Jacaerys’ lips and that warm glow in his eyes.

„I love you“, you say, before reaching for him again, connecting your lips again. He sighs, shifting, until his arm is at your waist again. Your hands find their way to his neck, one hand tugging at the curls at his nape. 

For a while, the kiss stays tender and slow and loving. But then you shift, trying to find a position that’s a bit more comfortable for you, completely forgetting that your legs are still entangled with Jacaerys’. You end up drawing him even closer to you, until there’s no space left between you two, his body covering your own. 

His grip on your waist tightens and he uses his other hand to support himself, drawing himself up a bit as to not crush you completely under his weight. This new position allows Jace to bunch up the fabric of your nightgown, slipping his fingers under the thin fabric, until his fingertips are stroking over the bare skin of your waist. 

You sigh contentedly, locking your legs around his waist - and pause, wincing. What before was only a slight feeling of discomfort has now turned into an intense, unpleasant burning between your legs. You feel incredibly sore and you can only imagine how hard it will be today, walking around with this unpleasant soreness between your legs, trying not to wince at every step. 

„Princess?“, Jace who’s noticed that something’s wrong, asks you, concern lacing his voice. His warm brown eyes find yours and in them you see his worry and concern for you. 

You shake your head, trying to smile. „It’s nothing“, you say, trying to wave away his concern. 

„No“, Jace says, shaking his head. His hand leaves your waist, gently cradling your cheek instead. „No, I know it’s not nothing, love.“ 

You sigh. „Well, it’s nothing important.“ 

„Princes“, Jace says, his gaze still holding yours, „please - you can tell me.“ 

You close your eyes briefly, trying to fight of the blush that’s threatening to creep onto your cheeks. Really, all things considered, it’s so stupid to be embarrassed to admit to something like this, when you’ve already shared so much with your husband. 

You sigh, opening your eyes again, finding Jace still looking at you with worry in his expression. „It’s nothing, really, I - I’m just - I’m just a bit sore after last night …“, you say, feeling your cheeks blush a furious red. Great, now you probably look like an overly ripe tomato. 

As if that weren’t already bad enough, Jacaerys’ puzzled expression really has you wishing to die from embarrassment, if only for a short moment. 

„Oh - oh …“, Jacaerys says, a bit sheepishly, his hand leaving your waist, drawing himself up, but you stop him by reaching out a hand and touching his forearm. 

„Jace, it’s fine, really-“

„I didn’t - I didn’t mean to hurt you“, he says, genuine concern in his voice. 

You squeeze his shoulder. „Jace, you didn’t hurt me.“ 

„But-“

„Jace, this happens. It’s normal, really.“ 

„Wait, do you mean - is it always like this for you?“ 

You shake your head. „Not always … last night was - intense …“ 

You don’t even know how that’s possible, but your cheeks seem to be getting even hotter. But when you look up at Jacaerys, you see his cheeks growing rather pink as well, and somehow, that brings a small smile to your lips. 

„I didn’t mean to - I’m sorry, I - is there anything I can do to make it better for you?“, Jace asks you, fingertips softly stroking the skin of your cheek. 

„I-“, you start to say, at the same moment that Jace says: „I have an idea.“ 

You laugh quietly and you’re relieved when you see a shy smile on his lips as well. 

„I - will you let me - do you trust me?“, Jace asks you and you smile. 

„Always.“ 

Jace nods, returning your smile. „Good. Lie back, try to relax. And do tell me if something I do is hurting you at all, please?“ 

You nod, lying back down on the sheets. Jace watches you with a small smile on his face. Then, he lifts himself off of you, and you almost protest when you don’t feel the reassuring weight of his body anymore, but as if he’s sensed the direction of your thoughts, his lips find yours again in a featherlight, tender kiss. 

The kiss is soft and sweet, and for a moment, you find yourself thinking that it’s almost a bit too innocent and gentle, but then Jace slowly deepens the kiss and one of his hands moves to your collarbone, the touch of his fingertips featherlight on your skin. 

As the kiss turns deeper and more sensual, his tongue coaxing your mouth open, his fingertips start exploring your skin, slowly, but surely moving downwards. 

Your collarbone. 

Your sternum. His fingertips stay there for a moment, drawing circles on your skin and you find your heart beating faster in anticipation. Then, as Jace breaks the kiss, only to attach his lips to the spot on your neck that he know always drives you nearly insane, his fingertips finally move lower to the valley between your breasts. 

Your breath hitches and you swear that you can feel Jacaerys smirking. He can be such a tease-

Then, the fabric of your nightgown is shoved aside rather unceremoniously. You shudder, because at the same moment that Jace’s fingertips move to your breasts, cupping the tender skin, his lips start suckling at the spot on your neck and then you can feel his teeth lightly graze over your skin and you’re sure that he’s going to leave a mark, a purple love bite that will be hard to cover up and conceal - joining two other ones that are slowly starting to fade - but you find that you don’t care, not at all. 

All that you can think about is that you want, no need, more. More of Jacaerys. More of his hands and lips on your skin, more of that blissful tension. 

„Jace, please“, you say, your voice breathless. His lips leave your neck then and he looks up at you, desire clear and tangible in his gaze. 

A look passes between you and Jacaerys seems to understand exactly what you need without you having to say a single word. His hands leave your waist and breasts briefly, to take off your nightgown. 

Now, you’re completely bare before him, while he’s still in one of the soft linen shift he always wears in bed. 

„Gods, you’re so beautiful“, he whispers, awe and adoration in his voice. 

Then, he leans in towards you again and you think that he’s going to kiss you, but instead, his head moves between your breasts and he takes one of your nipples in his mouth, while his left hand starts playing with the nipple of your other breast. 

You moan, squirming. 

At that, Jace looks up at you, mouth still attached to your breast and you can’t help but let out another loud moan. You’re so dizzy and driven by desire that you only notice Jace’s other hand start to move lower, when you feel his fingertips lightly brushing over your core. 

„Jace, oh gods-“ Your voice is breathy and full of want, and once again Jace gives you exactly what you need, his fingertips moving lightly over your core, his other hand playing with your breasts, as his lips continue to move lower and lower and lower. 

He leaves soft, featherlight kisses on your breasts, your stomach, the inner sides of your thighs. Your breath hitches and you feel your heart beat faster and faster as Jace peppers more and more kisses, moving closer and closer to where you really need to feel him. 

There’s a burning ache beside you, a fire and his touches are stoking its flames. Feeling his fingertips move lightly over your core isn’t enough, you need more, you need to really, truly feel him. 

Your hands move on their own accord, coming to settle in his dark curls, softly tugging at his hair to get his attention. 

Jace looks up at you then, his dark brown eyes slightly glassy. His lips are red and swollen and his cheeks are red, but he still looks absolutely angelic. Heavenly. 

„Jace, please“, you breathe, you voice shaky and barely more than a whisper. 

You think you see him smirk at your words, but then you can’t think straight anymore, because he lowers his head again and then his lips are right there where you so desperately crave them. His hand has moved and he’s now pressing his thumb against your bundle of nerves, steadily applying pressure while leaves soft, featherlight kisses on your core. 

He’s teasing you again, something he really, really likes to do. And though normally you enjoy him teasing you quite a bit, right now, you’re desperate. And so, you tug at his curls just a bit more stronger, trying to convey your desperate needs to him that way. 

At first, you think that he’s just going to continue teasing you, but then, suddenly, you feel his tongue licking over your slit, before delving between your folds. 

Your unconsciously tighten your grip on his hair, squirming, panting. 

It just feels so good, too good. Jace’s tongue continuing to delve between your folds, nearing that sweet spot that always has your vision go hazy, his thumb continuing to press against your bundle of nerves, his other hand still between your breasts, alternating between rolling your nipples between his fingers and roaming over your tender skin. 

You’re panting now, quivering and moaning, tugging at Jace’s dark curls with abandon. Dimly, you worry about tugging too hard, maybe even hurting him, but the quiet, satisfied noises that leave him tell you a different story. And so, you don’t loosen your grip, steadying yourself with your hands in his hair. 

Then his tongue reaches that sweet spot inside you that has your vision go hazy and you moan loudly. 

Two of his fingers enter you as well then, and he keeps finding that sweet spot repeatedly with his tongue, all the while circling his fingers and keeping pressure on your bundle of nerves with his tongue. 

You’re getting closer, you can feel it. The fire in your is building and building and building. One of your hands leaves his hair, blindly reaching for Jace’s free hands. He meets you halfway, lacing your fingers together and squeezing your hand. Steadying you. 

„Jace, oh gods, I-“, you moan, panting and quivering as Jace’s tongue and fingers continue to move in and out of you. His pace gets faster, the pressure a bit more intense and then, fire consumes you. 

You moan his name loudly, your back arching off the bed. 

An intense, dizzying wave of pleasure crashes over you, threatening to drown you. 

Jacaerys guides you along through it all, taking everything you give him - the desperate tug on his curls, the harsh squeeze of his hand, your legs pressing closer. 

He takes it, takes everything. Your pleasure is his, and his is yours. 

You burn, together. 

You squeeze your eyes shot, drowning in this intense pleasure, breath heavy and panting. 

After a few moments, your breathing has returned to normal, and you blindly reach for Jacaerys, drawing him up towards you. Your hands wind around his neck, and you draw him in for a kiss. It’s messy, a bit of your slick still connected to his lips and you can still taste yourself on his lips, but you don’t care. 

You try to convey everything you feel through your kiss, but it’s not enough and so you break away, still panting heavily. „I love you - gods, I love you so much.“

There’s that glow in Jace’s eyes again and you move one of your hands to cup his cheek. „I love you, Jacaerys Velaryon“, you say, before connecting your lips to his again. 

This kiss is slow and tender, and not rushed at all, instead full of emotion. 

When he breaks away, Jace rests his forehead against yours, his warm breath ghosting over your skin. „I love you, Princess.“ 

You smile, kissing him once again, before snuggling up next to him, resting your head on the crook of his shoulder. He reaches out one arm, splaying it over your stomach, drawing you closer. 

It only occurs to you then, lying so close to him. You look up at him. „What about you, Jace?“ 

He frowns slightly. „What?“ 

You feel yourself blushing. „Do you want me to-“

„No“, he quickly rushes to interrupt you. When he notices your confused expression, one of his hands finds yours, squeezing it. „It’s not that I don’t want to - I do, really, just … I wanted to make you feel good. And besides … I - I … I uh … I already finished …“ The last part is said so quietly that you almost don’t understand it. But then you notice his cheeks growing rather pink and you smile fondly, squeezing his hand. 

You leave a soft kiss on his shoulder, before sitting up, supporting your weight on your elbow. With your free hand, you reach for his face, tucking a stray curl back behind his ear, before leaning in to kiss him again. 

„I love you, Jace.“ 

He smiles, resting his forehead against yours. 

„I love you, Princess.“ 

Thank you so much for reading! <3 my requests for Jace are currently open 🤭

[stoppostingforeverandever]

WHERY ^^^ HOW DO YOU NEVER GOD DAMN MISSS???? IT SEEMS STATISTICALLY UNLIKELY YET SOMEHOW IT’S TRUE!?!?!?!!!!

Hhehehehe i also reallly like this guy ^^^

Water is Thicker Than Blood Chapter 35

Sorry, Mags, you will find little to no solace in Ace. He will gaslight you.

{Start} {Prev Next (coming soon)}

Sorry if this looks a little rushed or anything, in the middle of coloring it I got a massive burn on my drawing hand so i was in fact rushing.

this is one of my fav chapters so far, I think yall will really like it :) you guys really like the ace/luffy shenanigans :D

[astraystayyh]

i love anything to do with domesticity with skz

Mundane activities you'd enjoy with SKZ!!!

Chan : painting your nails together

i can't stop thinking about how excited chan was to draw little shapes on his nails :,)

so one day when he sees you bringing out a bottle of nail polish, he asks to paint your nails for you

you blink at him and he starts fiddling with his ear nervously

he's like "nvm" but you giggle, pulling him by the hand towards the floor

you both sit in there and he places your palm on top of his knee

his tongue would poke against his cheek in concentration and you can't help but kiss him because he's so ADORABLE

which in turn becomes a kiss after each painted nail

he's so proud of the finished product

he's clapping all excited and he looks so endearing this way

you make a mental note of asking him to paint your nails more often

you paint his nails in return and now you are sporting matching nails

so cute

Minho : cooking with him

You love cooking with Minho

You don't do it often because you are both busy

but when you do have time it's one of your favorite activities together

you move seamlessly around each other in the kitchen

you don't talk lots because you are busy with your own tasks

but your hands brush against each other

and he places his hand on your lower back to grab the pan next to you

or you kiss his shoulder quickly while you're on your way to the fridge

just subtle touches here and there,, like a silent "i love you"

sometimes when you are tired, he makes you sit on the countertop while he cooks for you

you rant about whatever's bothering you and he hums, offering advice when needed

and you also liked watching him cook

he looked very beautiful in his element

and it was always gratifying to eat something you both prepared together

Changbin : bringing you a glass of water

now this might sound so silly

but Changbin is very adamant on making sure you are healthy

and i see him bringing you a glass of water throughout the day and not leaving till you drank it all

like you'd be watching tv and he's suddenly in front of you with a glass of water

or you're just brushing your hair and he's like DRINK!!!!!

or he'd place one on your bedside so you'd drink it first thing in the morning

he might also buy those 3L bottles with encouraging words on them

and whenever you finish drinking he'd grin so brightly

and he'd plant a big kiss on your lips

"you are me so take care of yourself" type of energy

Hyunjin : brushing your hair for you

when you are tired or sick, the thought of brushing your hair is just draining

and hyunjin picks up on your low moods

when you leave the shower and you just sit on top of your bed staring at nothing

hyunjin comes up behind you, hairbrush in his hands

he'd place soft kisses on your shoulder blade

before gently sectioning your hair and brushing it

he'd be so careful while untangling your knots

making sure not to hurt you

when he's done, he'll loosely braid it for you

before peppering your face with kisses

he's just so gentle :(

you'd brush his hair too for him

and when you are done he'd lay his head on your lap

and you'd run your fingers gently through his hair

while he dozes off because your touch is so calming to him

Han : midnight errands

running errands with han at night is just so fun

you both go there with no list planned

you just pick up whatever seems appealing to you

because you are too lazy to cook dinner but you are also hungry

so you'd start placing random food items onto your cart

you'll eat them while watching movies later

will sooo play rock paper scissors to see who'll pay

he always looses too

he WILL whine but he actually doesn't mind

he loves paying for your food

when you are done, you'll climb onto the supermarket cart

and han would push you around while you giggle so hard

then it's your turn to spin him around

until he's begging you to stop because he's so dizzy

always ends with him giving you a piggy back ride home

while you clutch the bags of groceries in your hands

you'd sing on your way home as if you are both drunk

but it's just the giddiness of your love for each other

Felix : cutting up fruit for each other

When felix starts gaming he's just gone

like expect him to be in his own world

sometimes he loses track of time and he doesn't eat for hours

you started cutting up fruits and bringing them to him in a bowl so he'd snack on them

the first time you did it he blushed so hard because he appreciated the sweet gesture

then it became a habit of yours

he started pulling you onto his lap

so you'd both eat the fruits together while he games

you'd feed him pieces while eating some too

then he picked up on this habit of yours

and now whenever you are studying/working too he'd place a bowl of fruit on your desk

he then kisses your forehead and goes on with his tasks

it's just your silent way of taking care of each other

and you both appreciate it a lot

Seungmin : folding laundry together

You'd make a little date out of it

bringing the basket of clean clothes to the living room

and starting up a cheesy drama

you'd fold your laundry while watching the show

legs crisscrossed on the couch and your thighs pressing agaisnt each other

and you'd both make comments about how cringey the main character is

but you still love watching

it was your way of spending more time together

sometimes you'd turn the tv show off and you'd tell each other about your day

ranting about whatever went through your mind

i also imagine you starting silly debates while folding the clothes

like "is it cereal before milk?" or "do you wear both socks before putting the shoes on?"

it'd be your little personal unwinding moment

and you started to look forward to it each time you did laundry

Jeongin : putting on skincare together

this man slaps toner 7 times to his face I'm still not over it ANYWAYS

you'd both meet up in the bathroom every night

your skincare would be nicely lined up

and then you'd both start doing your respective routines

while a random song plays in the background

it will turn into an impromptu karaoke because the bathroom has a nice echo

he'd tease you for your voice cracks and you'd roll your eyes at him

but he really looked forward to these moments with you every night

he knew that whatever happened throughout the day, he'd be there with you in the end

sometimes when Innie is tired, you apply his skincare for him

"7 times? really?" you ask him amused and he nods, "yeah that's why my skin is so nice. keep up"

if you are ever too tired and you end up crashing on your bed directly

he'd be there with a makeup wipe

gently removing makeup from your face

and placing tiny kisses on your nose

he's in love your honor

[g0niki]

𓂂 ׅ 𓈒  ݁kitty!won (req)

hybrid!won x gn!reader 

word count: 552

contents: bottom won, dom reader, knotting, he has cat eats too lol, crier won agenda.

a/n: i kind of just wrote my thoughts 🤓 (sorry it’s short but,, think of it like a fun snack) not proofread!

i think kitty won is very needy, but would refuse to communicate that he is with his words. 

he would probably wake you up with his cock pressed up against your thigh, breathing heavily into your neck. his body burning up as he feels your bare thigh rubbing up on his clothed cock. he’d be whimpering and gripping onto your oversized t-shirt, drool dripping from the side of his mouth and his kitty ears folding together as he squeezes his eyes shut and tries his best not to be too loud. 

you’d blink at him a couple of times before clearing your throat and saying “good morning” with an evident smirk. ugh and if you said something like “just tell me what you want and i’ll give it to you wonnie~” his eyes would nearly roll to the back of his head and the pacing of his hips would pick up. 

and kitty won would be such a big biter, digging his sharp teeth into your shoulder, refusing to say please just yet, trying his best to get off without explicitly having to ask you to give him more. kissing up on you and licking any uncovered skin, letting his body do the talking, and trying his very best to make you physically react and feel how he's feeling for you. it would be sooo hard for him to finish but he wouldn’t be able to put his pride aside just yet. 

brush your hands up behind his ears and give his hair a good tug and he’s FOLDING, he wouldn’t be able to do anything but beg if you pulled that move on him. asking you to give him anything, your mouth, your thigh, your foot, i mean fucking anything.

what he really wants is to be in you, feeling your plush walls around him and milking his sensitive cock, using him like he's just a toy for you until his eyes are filling up and threatening to spill over with tears. 

he would spill his load so much and end up knotting nothing, it would be so painful and good at once that he would be a sobbing mess. begging you to let him get to use you. 

and once you finally do let him get what he wants his breath is so airy, his hands gripping all over your body and he would be spouting nonsense. just take care of him well and let him know that he's your pretty kitty. if you want to be a bit mean, get off of him before he could knot you and just watch how he struggles to catch his breath and falls apart without you being there to take his swollen cock.

but if you are nice and let him knot you, trust he's gripping either you or his own thigh to keep himself grounded. digging his nails into the skin hard enough to draw some blood and sobbing out. he would just feel high on his orgasm and pull your body closer to him. he wants to be one with you and is burying his hips even deeper into yours, asking you to move on his pretty cock no matter how sensitive and swollen it is.

overall, kitty won is just a pretty princess trapped in a man’s body 🤷.

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@g0niki all rights reserved. do not translate or post my work anywhere without permission.

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

DAY I. — FOREPLAY/KISSING (LOVE HOTEL)

cw: Fluff, Flirting, Aged-Up / Pro-Hero Time-skip AU, Kissing, Foreplay, Fondling, Teasing, Gender-Neutral Reader. 18+ Only!

author's note: I've never written anything for Shinsou before! I enjoyed trying to figure him out. I'm also glad this kinktober started with something soft and romantic before things start buckling down. A few of these prompts are tailored for my friends, but I hope everyone enjoys!

word count: Approximately 1.6k words.

Yeah, this was a bad idea. 

But whenever your fingers laced through Hitoshi’s after you hastily shoved some money through a tiny slit underneath a frosty window without even a word of thanks to the employee behind it, you couldn’t help but feel the licks of excitement bubble and tickle underneath your throat. Something about the naughtiness and taboo of it all was starting to set in, shivering against the pads of his fingers before shuddering up to your pinched shoulders. A brief glance at Hitoshi has you wondering if he feels the same—those piercing lilac eyes, the lone stars of white in his pupils watching you carefully, lidded, and swirling with emotions unknown. You feel like it’s hard to read him, but the edge of one eyebrow twitches down and his jaw tightens whenever you lock eyes and step into an elevator together. Something wolfish crosses your lips. 

“I’m sooo glad you decided to skip your patrol for me. You really know how to make someone feel special.” 

The words are sugary flowing out of your mouth, but you know exactly what they do to Hitoshi. He shifts a little, sliding the soles of his boots against the floor and sinking down an inch or two. His stare doesn’t leave yours, but you can see his eyes squinch a little more. And underneath the fluorescent beams of the elevator, you swear that something rose flushes across the bridge of his nose. 

“Tch. We can’t take long. I shouldn’t even be here anyway.” 

Elusive and dismissive, but you know that he doesn’t actually feel that way. He could have said no, could have glowered at you, could have simply turned and stalked away—but, buuuut he tagged along with hands in his pockets and not a single word. So now he’s here, hands crossed with yours, and you offer a saucy smile before you tug a little and draw him in. Your fingers are over his neck within an instant, one’s already lost in the meadow of his hair and the other loosely traces the bottom of his jawline. The elevator dings, and your grip on Hitoshi tightens before you begin swaying out. 

“It’ll be fun, promise. No one will even know we’re here, darling boy!” 

Hitoshi cocks an eyebrow, but he lets you rock him gently, a hand on your hip and the other bracing the small of your back. 

“Except for that old couple who stared in horror as we walked in here.” 

You blink with wide eyes, but you quickly flutter them away and instead grin mischievously. 

“That look was only because it was the spiciest thing they’ve seen in a while. I mean, come on, do you think they get freaky still?” 

Hitoshi dips his head a little lower, and cool air fans across your face whenever he breathes out slowly through his nostrils. 

“I don’t want to think about them getting freaky. I’d promptly have to leave, then.” 

The fingers in Hitoshi’s hair tighten a little, like claws flexing and hooking into flesh, and the grin that stretches across your face grinds the back of your teeth. 

“You know I wouldn’t let you do that. My clutches are too powerful—so sensual, so overwhelming, so—” 

“So noisy?” 

Hitoshi cuts you off. The look that slaps across your face is sheer astonishment, but Hitoshi just offers this strange smile before he leans down far enough to steal a chaste kiss from you. Crackles of static and crashing tides spray across the valleys of your lips before it feathers into your face, warmth and heat, and it starts to pool down throughout the rest of you. Whenever Hitoshi draws back a little, there’s something soft etched in his features but it’s so discreet that you almost miss it. A soft chuckle tickles your ears, and the sound makes your face relax before you scoff and shake your head. 

“Noisy? I call it consuming.”

The hall shrinks away while the both of you dance this awkward ebb and curve, and the number of your room seems to glow whenever you find it. One corner of Hitoshi’s mouth quirks up. 

“What a great descriptor. Deafening is better.” 

You laugh a little louder than you intended to, but it proves Hitoshi’s point so you blow a tiny raspberry at him and part far enough away from him to unlock the door. It all fades by so fast, but it doesn’t help that Hitoshi eyes you like something he’s never seen before with that mysterious and distant aura. Those lone stars vibrate slightly, or maybe it’s a trick of the light, but you just smile sweetly and gesture for him to follow you inside. 

“Something something, it just means I’m the music to your soul~” 

The door closes with a click behind you. You’re positive Hitoshi wants to roll his eyes, but he refrains and instead fixes you with a serious look that makes you a little weak in the knees. With its lack of windows, under the dim light of this room born from a single orange light bulb strung up from the ceiling, Hitoshi seems to glow. He’s so bright and demanding, and you wonder how he ever blends into the crowd, underground and undercover always and forever. Your hands move on their own, wrapping themselves around whatever they can find and drawing him closer to you. A voice barely a whisper hisses from your lips. 

“‘Sides, I’m only being so bothersome because I almost couldn’t control myself whenever I saw you save that kid earlier. Do you know just how much I admire you?” 

Hitoshi’s breath is shaky whenever it leaves him, his hands carefully finding homes on your body while you bring him in further. The heat that starts to flood forth makes you so so dizzy, round and round, and you can feel the cavern underneath your belly start to tighten and ache. Hitoshi falls so easily against you, and he’s just so absolutely beautiful, and you want to lock him in place and kiss him until eternity ends. So you do, your hands shift until you cup his face before you trace both of your thumbs over his bottom lip. They part so easily, and that stoicism begins to melt more and more until he’s nothing but soft snow. Your lips find his, and you start to very gently chew and tug, rolling your jaw in small circles against them. He moans, and it’s not really that quiet, and you feel a spark of insanity that makes you smile happily into the kiss and start dancing him backwards into the room. 

The bed hits the back of your knees, but Hitoshi doesn’t let you escape him as you slowly crumple down onto it. His kisses are still so awkward, so gentle, so unsure, and you always have to lead him. He lets you, and you guide him closer, push him faster, and the sounds of your lips smacking are so loud but they’re so intoxicating. Hitoshi’s hands get a little bolder, though, and he lets one fall down until it traverses your thigh. It pauses down the middle, squeezes, and then lets his pinky trace half nothings. The other rolls around until it’s against your side then your stomach before it pauses, fingers splayed and crooked up. It’s like it knows where it wants to go, but doesn’t go any further—just there, poised, shaking like rippling water. 

Hitoshi’s head tilts further into yours, pushing you back a little, and he murmurs pianissimo notes. 

“I… don’t think you realize, either, how you make me… what I feel when…”

His words get lost in another passionate swallow of your lips, but you hum and let your hands start to slide down his shoulders before they trace the curves and journey the slope of his chest. The bed sinks down further whenever Hitoshi starts moving a little eagerly than he normally would, and it makes your eyes roll back into your head. He’s so cute, he’s so sweet, and you want to just press his back down against the bed and show him what exactly he does to you. Hitoshi’s hands really are trembling, on the verge of tears, so you remove your hands from his chest and let them curtain his wrists. He blinks, lips nothing more than slits, and leans his head back far enough to look into both of your eyes. You chuckle gently before you offer a teasing smirk. 

“It’s okay, really, you can touch me however you want whenever you want.” 

Hitoshi’s face lightens but his expression doesn’t change. His eyebrows furrow and his eyes squint like he wants to cry, but he just breathes out silver and starts to move, but—

“Because I know my clutches are irresistible.” 

A dumb grin plastered across your teeth whenever Hitoshi pauses, but his head falls far enough away so that he can hover before you, so close to you, and you can feel the heat emanating from his breath, his face, his lips, his teeth, his flesh. Whatever nervous and needy look had been there seconds ago flourishes an edge of amusement before he shakes his head loosely and cocks an eyebrow. 

“Yeah, I know. That’s why I’m in love with you, isn’t it?” 

A honk of a laugh breeds in the back of your throat before you start to giggle and move forward again to capture his lips back between yours. 

“I don’t know about that. How about you keep kissing me and I’ll see why.” 

Hitoshi’s eyes are like hummingbirds, and that amusement decorating the edges of his expression is washed away by desire and nerves whenever your mouths brush. The words that leave him are final. 

“Yes. Yeah, whatever you wish.” 

And then he’s yours. 

[ask4mycashapp]

fangs r hot

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warnings: biting, blood, hickeys, licking, fingering, monster cock (?), riding, mirror sex, choking, begging, groping, teasing, pet names: bunny, bun, pretty, dolly, sweets.

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you always knew your boyfriend had fangs, but you never really thought about them in depth.

now theyre the only thing you could think about, specifically howd they feel on your neck. youre surprised that youve never thought about them before, especially considering the fact they make lilia look awfully hotter. they add to his aesthetic, his charm.

you would be lying if you said they didnt put some... inappropriate... thoughts in your head.

as these unholy fantasies occupied your mind your boyfriend lilia stopped his rant, noticing you werent exactly listening. what lilia also noticed was your gaze, which wasnt on his eyes as it usually was, rather on his... mouth?

...oh he gets it.

youre looking at his teeth, arent you...?

instead of being scared like a normal human, instead of being scared as he thought youd be, you look to be aroused.

he wanted to laugh, youre aroused. any other human would run frightened and youre sitting pretty with your thighs clenched, trying your best to relieve the ache between your legs without him noticing.

this is why lilia chose you, youre so unpredictable. it makes you interesting, fun to play with.

but unfortunately for you, your boyfriend pays too much attention to you to not notice something like that.

"fascinated by my fangs, hm? bet you want me to bite you sooo bad, dont you bunny?"

"maybe i do, is it that obvious?"

"mhm, but dont worry ill take real good care of you, bun <3."

with that he kissed your lips before placing you onto his lap, pulling a creak from the bed. lilia positioned your back to his chest, making sure you could see the both of you in the full length mirror propped on the wall infront of you.

lilia brings his mouth down to your neck before shifting his eyes to stare at yours through the mirror, lilia smiles and bites down into your neck.

you frown at the contact, lilia treats you as if youre so fragile, youre not. so you decide to poke the bat bear,

"aww that was barely a graze, lilia. are you underestimating my strength or perhaps, losing your own?"

"thosell be your famous last words, sweets."

lilias grins goes wide as he bites again this time drawing blood, as well as a loud moan from you, followed by you grinding down hard on lilias thigh.

lilia continues his assault on your neck, though.

he bites, licks, and sucks, leaving strings of hickeys in his stead along with trickles of blood. and once theres no more room left on your neck he moves to take your shirt off and picking up where he left off. lilia gropes and pinches your tits too, he always makes sure to overstimulate you.

"mmph.. lilia i need you now," you whined out, "need your cock to stretch me out."

"patience, dolly. ill fuck you soon, need to prep ya first, mkay?"

"but i need you now-"

youre cut off by the feeling of lilias fingers slipping up your uniform skirt, into your panties and into your pretty cunt. lilia continues to thrust his fingers into you, gradually increasing his pace, while he releases his cock from the confines of his pants.

lilias cock alway makes you see stars.

his cock is a blushy pink color with black and pink scales instead of hair. its abnormally thick too, as well as being long. for comparison, when you give him handjobs your hand cant even wrap around it entirely. its a struggle to fit all 8 inches of him into you, as well.

after stretching you out, lilia never does stretch you enough so you can feel him stretch you with his cock ;), he positions you ontop of his dick and slams you down.

you scream, starting to cry and lilia relishes in every second of it. lilia coos at you, trying to distract you as he builds speed.

and it works.

your head slowly goes blank and all you can think about is lilia, his cock and how good you feel. your eyes are spun back in your head, letting the pleasure wash over you, fully entrusting yourself to your boyfriend.

lilia takes real good care of you too, just like he promised. he makes sure to hit your spongey spots in the best ways possible. he plays with your clit with one hand while the other squeezes on your throat. lilia tightens the knot in your stomach so nicely that you dont even have the chance to tell him before it snaps.

he feels your walls spasming on his dick, pushing him over the edge himself. he slams you down one more time, throwing his head back.

both of you enjoy your highs and come back down to reality. you give eachother one last passionate kiss before seperating your most intimate parts to go clean yourselves up <3.

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idk if this is good or not 🤷‍♀️ just have it ig 🤲🏼.

everything ?

[honeytrap26]

Vacation Time

Satoru Gojo x Reader

pic credit to: Tako4evesamll

summary: continuation of the first part of this story. You and Satoru have some fun time while at the hotel and hot springs and meet up with some friends. cw: MDNI! Even more smut, like a lot. fem!reader, creampies, more dirty dirty talk, reader still has mommy milkers,lactation, Gojo absolutely has a daddy kink, and loves your boobs and ass, mentions sucking milk out of thy breasts sooo beware. aunote: Thank you to all the readers who requested for the second part and also thank you for supporting this story! I love you all!! Enjoy and happy reading! 🐼🖤 wc: 3k+ (I tried my best, 🙈) Here is part 1 if you haven’t read it yet.

You finally arrive to the hotel and hot springs. You’ve been here for a couple of days now, exploring and walking around the town nearby, going to the family owned restaurants, and just enjoying your time with Gojo. 

Gojo on the other hand couldn’t keep his hands off of you. You looked so gorgeous in a bathing suit,a towel, and a birthday suit. 

“ You’re so hot.” Gojo sits on the edge of the bed admiring your body, he tugs at his tie making it looser.

“I’m naked.” you try to cover your body with your hands feeling self conscious now.

“No baby, don't cover yourself.” Gojo reaches out, pulling you in between his lap. His fingers touch your neck moving your hair out of the way, he leaves soft kisses on your neck.

“Baby…” he mumbles, his hands make its way around your waist and settling between your legs. “Wanna make you feel good” he mumbles again, he bites your neck just hard enough to make you elicit a quiet moan.

“We can't, we’re meeting up with Shoko and Suguru for dinner.” you try to walk away but he pulls you back in.

“He can wait.” -his kisses are trailing down your shoulders, his free hand cups your breast- 

 “ He'll understand.” Gojo draws circles on your bare skin making you shiver. 

“Someones getting goosebumps.” you can feel his smirk against your skin.

“We can't.” you bite your lower lip, closing your eyes you tilt your head to the side, melting into him.

Gojo lets out a low breathy laugh, knowing that he’s already convinced you.

“Shhh I wanna take care of ya.” he spreads your legs open so they're resting on either side of his legs. A few of his fingers brush your folds, making you gasp in response,

 “Someone's already wet for me.”

“ S-satoru...-”

“Just relax.” He sits back in the bed, making your body more accessible to him. His fingers are still teasing you, he licks up your neck to your ear whispering, “Can I?”

“Please” you exhale, he slips a finger into you, sliding it in and out slowly, Gojo loves to feel how you squeeze his finger as he stretches you slightly.

“Should I let my beautiful wife cum?” he says, he swirls his finger inside of you finding your sweet spot, making you inhale sharply, your hands reaching out to grab his forearms to steady yourself. He slips in another finger this time making a “come hither” motion hitting that sweet spot again. Your breathing gets faster as you feel yourself tightening around his fingers, your legs tense up as you ride out your orgasm. Waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Your breathing slows down as you catch your breath, but he doesn’t stop there.

“Lay down” he slaps your ass as he helps you get off of him and lay down on the bed. He crawls between your legs, resting them on his broad muscular shoulders. He kisses down your thighs to your clit before he gives it a gentle lick.

“Sensitive Toru” you whimper, grabbing a fistful of his hair. 

His hands reach up and massage your breasts, pinching and rolling your nipple in his fingers. He’s licking up and down your wet folds now. His face is buried between your legs, his tongue abusing your clit. Your legs start to close around his head but his big hands hold them open, your tugging at his with every lick.

Suddenly his phone rings. 

“Shit, we're late.” You moan, looking down at Gojo but he waves it off without breaking contact with your clit, his tongue flickering against your sensitive bud.

His phone stops ringing only for it to ring again a second later. 

“T-toru!” You close your legs around his head trying to push his head away. 

“Okay okay.” He stops and pulls his phone from his dress pants throwing it on the bed beside you, he puts it on speaker, 

“Hey Suguru '' Gojo says lazily, mildly annoyed that his best friend was interrupting his time with you. You start to get up but he pushes you back down onto the bed diving back into your wet slit, he slides a finger in now as he laps up juices.

“Shoko…” Geto begins to talk but stops when you let out a moan but you quickly cover your mouth. 

“Shoko and I…. are here?” Geto continues to say from the other side of the phone. 

“Mhmmm” is all Gojo says as he flicks the tip of his tongue on your bud,

“Mmm” you're unable to hold back your moan, you cover your mouth with a pillow but Gojo grabs it and tosses it away from you. Your back arches and you whisper “I'm cumming.” 

 He pulls his fingers out rubbing your clit fast, the stimulation making you moan out loud. 

“Mmmm..aahhh f-fuck…” you cry out, your body trembling as you hit your climax again, this time it feels electric, your gasps and panting fill the room. 

“Uhh…ya still there?” Geto clears his throat. Your head shoots up to look at Gojos phone which was still connected to Geto. 

“Yeah yeah, we're on our way down.” Gojo winks at you, he hangs up the phone. Leaning down to give you a kiss before he walks off to clean his hands and face.

You meet Shoko and Geto down in the lobby, Geto greets you very quickly before he covers his face trying to hide the fact that he's blushing, hard. Shoko gives you a hug, a bit confused at Geto’s reaction. She thinks to herself for a moment before asking you, 

“Does my breath stink?” she huffs into her hand before blowing in your face.

“Nope, it smells minty. Why?” you ask.

“ He’s been like that ever since he got off the phone with Gojo,” her voice laced with concern.

Gojo lets out a hearty laugh and throws his arm around Getos shoulders, patting him on the back.

“Does my breath stink?” he grins at you then he turns to Geto trying to blow air in his face, you blush at his antics, you swat him away from Geto.

“Okay enough, stop being mean to Suguru.” you smack Gojo’s arm pushing him further away from Geto, Gojo snorts a little as he laughs at you and Geto both blushing now.

“I love you all so much!” And that was the start of a very awkward night with Shoko and Geto.

Somehow you felt like this trip wasn’t for you but it was actually for Gojo Satoru. The amount of times that he would pull you into the bathroom for a heated make out session just to leave you all hot and bothered as he walks out with that shit eating grin on his face. How his hand just rests right in between your legs as you're having dinner with friends, how he insists on you sitting beside him instead of across from him so he can “feel” you closer to him, and if you refuse to he pulls your chair next to him. You both had gone to your couples massage session when someone unexpectedly had to leave because they had a “stomach ache”, but you saw his bulge, the way his white haired happy trail led down to his bulge as he scooted out of the room, and how the girl masseuse blushed at the sight of it. Only for him to return very quickly when he realized it was a man that was going to be massaging you. From the way Gojo was eyeing you down in the massage room, you knew what to expect, you ended up on the cold and hard bathroom countertop, getting railed by Gojo, he’s practically whining and chanting your name, eyes rolling back into his head, sweat glistening and dripping down his body, his knuckles white from gripping the countertop.

Tonight is the last night, you both decided to go to the hot springs one last time before leaving.

“What’s wrong baby?” he places a hand on your shoulder giving it a squeeze.

“I’m not sure, I don’t think my pump is working.” you say trying to fiddle with it and sigh in defeat when it doesn't turn on.

“How am I supposed to pump now?” you massage your breasts gently feeling how full they’re becoming.

“I can suck on them for you.” he says nonchalantly, you turn around to look at him in disbelief.

“What? Someone else did it too. I read that a couple went on vacation and her husband had to drink her milk to help her.” he states, waving one finger in the air.

“Uh-huh….right so you didn’t happen to break my pump so you could…oh I don’t know…play out your kinky fetishes.” you tilt your head at him, he sprawls out on the bed dramatically, draping a hand across his eyes,

“Can’t believe my own wife would think so lowly of me, do you think I’m a sleazeball, who only worships the ground his beautiful wife stands on?” 

“Sounds like it.” you shrug your shoulders, walking over to him. He scoffs at what you say.

“Promise I won’t do anything else, just trying to help you.” he genuinely says as he takes  your hand kissing it. 

You sigh in defeat, 

“Fine, but that’s it.” you point a finger at him, laying on the bed.

 Gojo excitedly gets up and positions his body between your legs, he gently cups and massages your breast before taking a nipple into his mouth, slowly sucking on it, he can feel the dribble of milk come out before it starts to leak into his mouth. You exhale in relief, the feeling of heaviness going away in one boob. You're gently massaging his head and playing with his white hair, smoothing it down.

“ Does it feel better?” his beautiful blue eyes look up at you through his white lashes.

“Much better.” you reply, Gojo moves onto the other breast now doing the same.

“That should help.” he smiles sweetly at you but before he could get up you pull him in for a deep kiss, you lick his lips seductively before you let him go.

Gojo sits there for a split second stunned for a moment not expecting you to do that then he swoops back in and pulls you in for a kiss, his lips hungry to meet yours again.

 The rays of the sunset were peeking through the curtains of the hotel room, cascading down on your bodies. The faint noise of chatter can be heard outside the closed window. 

“ Thank you for coming on this trip with me, my love.” Gojo leaves feather light kisses on your cheeks and forehead. His blue eyes soften looking into your eyes lovingly, his body is in between your legs, his member sliding in and out of your wetness.

“Thank you for taking me here, I love you so so so much.” you stare back into his eyes, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss, your tongues intertwining together.

“I love you too.” he grunts, feeling the way you clench down on his shaft. 

“Mmmm baby. I missed you. I missed us.” he pushes strands of your hair away from your face.

Gojo Satoru was grateful for everything you built together, he loves his kids just as much as he loves you, but he couldn’t lie to himself when he noticed all of your time spent together was filled with taking care of the twins. He missed spending time with you alone, being able to shower you with love was all he wanted to do again. Gojo wanted to show you how much he loves and appreciates you, because you’re the mother to his children but most importantly because you're the love of his life.

“ I missed us too.” you say rubbing your nose against his, you can feel the way his cock fills you up. His thrusts are slow and steady, but you wanted more.

“Please” is all you have to say, Gojo chuckles, thrusting deeper, hearing the way your moans get a little high pitched as he moves just an inch faster,

“Please what?” he slows down his thrusts again, taking a nipple into his mouth, he can taste the hint of sweet milk leaking from your nipple.

“Babe, your tits are leaking again.” he lets go and smirks at you. “I’ll take care of that for you.” he sucks your other nipple and he massages your boobs, giving them a squeeze. Your hands are now buried in his hair, his hands are pushing your breasts together as he licks and sucks on your nipples eventually settling on a spot on your boobs giving it a hard suck and nibble, you tug on his hair and he lets go to look at you,

“Don’t give me a hickey! We’re leaving tomorrow” you playfully slap his arm. 

“I was helping you.” he reasons with you.

“Your parents are gonn-” you let out a moan as Gojo sinks back into you again, his hands holding onto your hips.

“What was that baby?” he smiles at you as he continues to buck his hips into you.

“Nothin-ahh baby” you mumble, Gojos fingers are rubbing small circles on your clit. 

He loves the look on your face when you're unraveling beneath him. He loves that every touch of his drives you crazy, turning you into a moaning mess.

“Say it baby.” Gojo leans down to whisper in your ear, licking your ear lobe.

“ Just fuck me, or I’ll have to do it.” you say annoyed with the way he teases you,

He lets out a low chuckle, reaching under you and flipping both of your bodies around so now you’re on top of him, straddling his muscular thighs.

“ Then fuck me baby.” he grins, crossing his arms behind his head. 

God you hated that damn shit eating grin of his.

You place your hands on his chest and start to rock your hips back and forth. You can hear the way the bed squeaks and hits the wall with every other rock.

“ Feels so good, Toru.” you lean back, your hands are tangled in your messy hair, your feet are now flat on the bed, your hands on his chest again, you begin moving your hips up and down his thick long shaft, the way his cock slides deeper into your slit makes him grunt and throw his head back against the pillow.

“ Y-you’re even more wet for me, '' Gojo says, watching the way your body bounces on his cock, your boobs bouncing and shaking, your soft stomach jiggling, your thighs rippling against his, and the noises that your beautiful ass is making slapping against his thighs and balls.

“ F-fuck baby, gonna make me cum” -he groans as he grabs your hips- “ss-slow down”

“ But, I thought you told me to fuck you.” you smirk leaning down, your boobs now in his face, he licks your nipples, taking one in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, you grab the headboard for support and you continue to ride him picking up your pace.

Your eyes are squinting almost shut, you're nearing your climax when Gojo shifts underneath you, he wraps his big strong arms around your body, shifting his position so he’s sitting against the headboard.

“ You’re being a bad girl.” Gojo growls into your ear then he pulls your hair, exposing your chest to him, he shoves his face into your boobs nipping at your skin, kissing up your collarbones to your neck leaving a hickey there, his other hand grabs your ass squeezing it tightly before letting go and giving it a hard smack. This makes you let out a small yelp biting your lip to hold back a moan.

“ Daddy didn’t say to stop.” he slaps your ass again making you move your hips up and down his shaft again. His other hand grabs your boobs and slaps it.

“Tell me what you want.” he slaps your ass again, making you jump at the sting.

“F-fill me u-up” you whine, Gojo smirks at your answer,

“ You dirty slut” and with that he slides you off of him making you get on your hands and knees

“Wanna watch that ass bounce for me” he fists his cock, his other hand rubbing your clit from behind, he slips a finger in,

“Still so wet for me” he slips another finger in, you bury your face into the pillow.

“Wanna hear you moan for this cock” he grabs the pillow and throws it on the hotel floor. He slides his cock in your pussy this time snapping his hips, his eyes roll back feeling the way you’re squeezing and clenching around his cock, how it feels when he pulls out and your slit tries to pull him back in. Gojo is thrusting deep and fast into you, the headboard banging against the wall, the bed shakes and squeaks even more, the pillows falling off, your fists are full of sheets as you chant out his name,

‘Fuck me Satoru,”

“Yes just like Toru”

“Satoru... I-I’m cumming.”

Gojo looks down at your figure, your body lazily propped up, your asscheeks ripple with each of his thrusts,

“D-daddy” you mewl out, drool dripping down your chin, your half lidded eyes looking back at him, your legs shaking. 

“Oh fuck baby, that’s what I like to see.” he growls, hugging your body from behind lifting you up, he grabs your face making out with you, his tongue exploring your mouth, his thrusts are frantic, 

“I’m cumming baby.” he says in between labored breaths,

‘Y-yes daddy cum for me.” you moan out, waves of pleasure wash over you as you hear his breath hitch in your ear, his strong arms squeeze you tighter against his body. His climax feels electrifying as it courses though his body, his body trembles as he feels you push back on him, his cum dripping down your thighs.

Gojo pants catching his breath, his arms relaxing around you, he gives you soft loving kisses down your neck, his hands gently caressing your breasts, he rubs your ass that is red from his slaps. He lays down with you on his chest, his fingers dancing across your bare skin.

“ I love you.” he kisses the top of your head, fixing your hair.

“I love you too.” you look up at him, giving him a kiss on the lips. You feel his cock twitch underneath you. 

“No.” you simply say getting off of him and running to the bathroom.

“Baby please, it’s been so long, little Gojo misses you!” he says running after you.

Extra Trimmings! “Come in, come in.” your mother in law gives you a hug, you hug her back, she motions for you to come inside. “How were they?” you ask her. “ Ugh, such sweet angels, we just put them down for their nap.” she says with a hand over her chest, closing the door quietly behind her. You look at Shin and Lena who are sleeping in their little beds in the living room. The three of you walk into the kitchen. She pours you and Gojo a cup of tea. “ So how was it? Did you two have a good time? '' She sips her tea.  “ We did, it was very relaxing, we definitely needed that quick vacation.” you say sheepishly.  “ Yes we did” Gojo winks at you without his mom noticing. “ I’m so glad to hear that, you both look so refreshed and energetic.” she sighs in relief  “why don’t you stay for dinner, no use in leaving now since the babies are sleeping.” “ That would be lovely, thank you mom.” you smile at her, “ I wouldn’t want to wake them up, they’ll be so grumpy.”  Your mother in law gives you a “oh I know” look. “We made that mistake once and it’s never happened again.” you both laugh. “ Ah Toru, while you’re here, would you mind going through some of those books you have in your room? I didn’t throw them away, I didn't know if you needed them for your teaching job.” his mom says waving a finger in the air. “ Will do, mom.” Gojo finishes his drink and places his cup in the sink. “ It’ll probably take you a while, there's quite a bit in those boxes.'' She turns around to take out vegetables from the fridge. “ Why don’t you come and help me?” he flashes that grin at you. You merely gulp and before you could protest Gojo is pushing you up the stairs.

Extra Extra Trimmings! One! Two! Three! POP! “Congratulations! You’re having a boy!” Everyone cheers for you and Gojo. “There’s definitely something in that water.” Geto shivers looking at Gojo and Nanami.

[raisingmybanner]

accretion [ə-ˈkrē-shən] noun: An accidental deposit of “foreign” material that was not part of the painting process, f. ex. dried liquid residue, flyspecks, etc. (from Stella Art Conservation, LLC) Riza Hawkeye has worked as Security Director for private art authenticator Roy Mustang for eight years with little trouble. However, recently Mustang has taken on riskier and higher-stakes jobs, putting himself and his team in danger of exposure and harm. The objective of a new undercover job – authenticating an elusive ink drawing while undercover on a three-week island retreat – hits too close to home for Riza. Secrets carefully kept threaten to be brought to light, exacerbated by the closeness required while posing as a young engaged couple. Hold on, they have to pose as an… engaged couple? For three weeks?!

I know, promo week for @royaibigbang 2024 is almost over and here I am with an actual promo post. Surprise! This story has been trying to escape my brain for years now, and I'm so grateful to the big bang for being the motivation I needed to get it into shape. I cannot WAIT to share it all with you on October 3 (SO SOON AHHHH).

Prepare yourselves for a romcom of royai proportions, featuring a modern-day AU, fake dating, forced proximity, slow burn, art nerdery, cameos from all your favorite (and perhaps least favorite) characters, idiots to lovers, heist vibes, and more feelings than you might initially expect.

I had the immense privilege of working with a team for this event, something that I've never done before. @aldrendaux was my wonderful beta, cheering me on and tidying up my mistakes every step of the way. (We've got Aldren to thank for the summary, too!) The story will also be featuring art by @areyousanta, @chewytran, @rizaposting, and @justanotherinterneruser. Sneak peeks of the art can be seen in Aldren's promo post here! Go scream at how gorgeous the pieces are!! (or maybe that will just be me, again, for the 400th time)

This fic was sooo much fun to write, and I hope you all enjoy reading it as well! Click through for a sneak peek of royai at a dancing class on their couple's retreat below the cut.

EDIT: Accretion is now live on AO3!

If her heart rate accelerated, it was just the surprise. It wasn’t the fact that her fingers slid through the hair on the nape of his neck for a moment before she quickly moved them down to his collar. It wasn’t the fact that the press of his body against hers felt too intimate, and too familiar. 

She was grateful for the fact that there was no time to linger on the sensations. Soon, Mustang was taking his first step, and Riza had to grip tighter to his hand and shoulder as she moved with him. She felt off-balance, pressed against him. Instead of supporting most of her own weight, she was now dependent on Mustang’s steps to be firm and guide her body along with his; it was a strange sensation for her. It was like clinging to the edge of a cliff face, trusting it not to drop her flat on her back.

Mustang, to his credit, stepped confidently, without wobbling. The added weight to his balance didn’t seem to throw him off at all, and she soon relaxed slightly against him and focused on keeping up with the music. If she concentrated hard enough, she could almost forget who the cliff face she was clinging to for dear life was.

“I told you I would keep your feet,” he said, quietly. 

The words made her look up at him automatically and — 

His face was far too close. Too close and too soft, with that small smile and that sparkle in his eye, with the hair starting to fall across his forehead. 

This look and the feel of him, strong against her wherever they touched, was continuing to make everything hopelessly confusing. She had clearly misinterpreted his actions the other night, but she still couldn’t seem to shake her own reactions to him, which was just embarrassing. She was thirty years old, not a hormone-ridden teenager, for Father’s sake.

She realized suddenly that she was just staring into Mustang’s eyes without speaking and felt her cheeks heat with mortification.

“Yes, well, the night is young,” she said, trying to sound normal and unsure whether or not she achieved it.

“I’ll convince you to trust me yet,” Mustang said, holding her gaze.

[6okuto]

hai everypony. used some of u and ur ocs as my muses for a little (big) (rough) spread :3 So u know u r perceived and enjoyed.

if ur surprised because we don't talk um. i recognize ur user and or did some tag lurking so. hey... um. Hey...... tags and notes under the cut!

@khalixvitae - KHALIX ! do not know this guy At All but i decided to mix things up and use him!! if u have any thoughts to share abt vil i'm all ears! >__<

@sweet-milky-tea705 - JAYCE! yasenia. smoking duck gif. is anything else needed 2 say... i didn't forget her ears i just. upside down. hair. and. giuspelazpe

@koyukiki - Leon Kennedy. LMAO he's literally the most random guy on here. "why hoseok da bus driver" vibe LIKEHEEBFHSB but u know. hiii koyuki!!

@shobvrry - wehehehe... hiii friend,, little shoto for u!! :3 do u like the placement of frozen joke bear. get it. bc. because. he. and. get it

@dira333 - kENMA!! this is evidently Not the thing i wanted to give u but. this has taken a while and i actually want 2 redo the other thing so. haii dira!! \o/

@satorisoup - tHe Only self ship other than me on here. based it on ur existing self ship comms and picrews.. R ur eyes green. like. ..IMCRYING . ROCK ON LENE!

@last0bread - !! azalea has SUCH a cool + unique design!! she's also quite satisfying to draw?? LOL. i also like doodling flowers so thanks for letting me do that :3 🩷 /silly

@mustddart - oh my god i didn't know u changed users and just got so scared. I rock w these guys. i don't know their dynamic i based it solely on this post (& it being percy) but I ROCK W THEM!!! U r one of the people i recognize by user btw. Hiiii stay awesome!!!! 🩷🩷

@luv-indigo - SOOO lovely!! loved reading about nadine and seeing her in each step ^__^ !! i recognize u by user too. Haiii all ur art and ocs r super nice and cool!!! 🙆🏻‍♀️🩷

@vaultureculture - bro i am rocking w this design so hard. elvia is stunning like okkk???!! leander i see u. i get u 🙂‍↕️🔥 phlomis is also Awesome i love the dynamics and story going on IM ROCKING SO HEAVY!!

@kandy-katz - omg. i did the chibi first and by the time i got to the last empty space i realized sol was the only one who was a sole (haha) chibi and !! 😭 i felt so bad bc his full design is SO SO cool so he's here twice. HE'S AWESOME!! 🩷🙆🏻‍♀️

@dreamtydraw - smoking duck gif. apple bag trio.. lOVE THEM!! 🩷💌 wasn't originally gonna do all 3 but i saw this pose and thought it was silly and fun.. yeagh. all ur ocs are always so lovely and unique!!! everypony reading this go check dreamty on itch.io and play all 5 games NOW!!!

@evanox - SARA RAAAHHHH!!!! saraahhhhh!!.???? haha get it. ...just looks like i spelt ur name wrong. Let's carry on. MAEHWA!!! 😭🩷🩷 worked off jayce's art I hope she looks ok. sage is drunk and saying something stupid /affectionate Idk what.. hehe she's lovely!!

@anonymous-eggy - Big Fan of masks and i love this one. HIS DESIGN IS SO FUN!! i finished drawing them the fastest fr fr i want that shirt so bAD and their hair is so nice yeahh i rock w az HEAVY!! 🩷🩷

@someiicecube - cannot overstate how heavy i rock w esther. u hooked me at an awesome stunning design and reeled me in w reading too many romance books and wishing it was him. so me. SO COOL!!! 🩷🩷

da process........

yeahgh. 👍 i wud like to draw some for real in the future but actually if i draw anything in the next few days my brain will explodeo.

[itsgirlcraft]

Hehehe thank you @its-indigos for letting me draw its aus for Stevetember!! For day 13, fright, I did Flesheater Sabre, and for day 29, mourn, I did Garden Sabre!

Sooo uhhh MASSIVE trigger warning for body horror. Also eyeballs, veins, a grave, blood, unnaturally moving limbs, an unhinged jaw full of sharp teeth, drooling blood, and empty eyes.

All will be under the cut bc yeah.

SO!! First off we've got Flesheater Sabre :3 the silly!!! Minus struggling on the limbs, this wasn't too hard. It was interesting trying to work out a body shape and how the jaw fits into the facial structure! Also texstur.,.. 🥰 the feather and hair texturing was really fun to do!

I wrote him screaming "HUNGRY" in standard galactic to put together some more of the lore in :P

Also. Like. Look at this.

What is this man doing 💀 those legs look so impractical lmao

C O L O R S G A L O R E❗️❗️

I wish I took wip pics, there's so much texture under all the color, but this looks SO cool! So we've got the obvious: Sabre staring down at his own grave. Said grave has his decaying eyeballs on it since those were the first to go. The tombstone says, "R.I.P. Sabre the human," I went with a more literal form of "mourning his lost humanity." A teal and blue flower grows on the tombstone.

Soooo...the pink? Ah yes the pink. Those are veins, growing through the ground, connecting Sabre to the grave. I do wish I added more green to Sabre himself, cause he looks kinda fleshy. I patterned the woody vines to be like ribs on his chest, and like muscles on his limbs. Some lil leaves are growing on his shoulders and arms. He doesn't actually have a mouth - its merely carved into the vines since he can't visibly emote or speak anymore.

I'm really proud of both of these!! Hahahaaa it took 4 hours 😅 2 hours for each- worth it 👍

[chemicalarospec]

tag game: 9 people you'd like to get to know better

thank you!! @pomegranates-and-onyx and @lowoliet!!! <3 I'm missed doing these tbh. I reordered the items so the sequence makes more sense xoxo

Favorite color: I usually say purple but I don't really feel that strongly

Relationship status: lmaoo I'm aro (greyro-ish?). I actually have long thought I would like to fake-date/date for fun, but just the other day went "I still haven't kissed anybody and I know plenty of ppl have a 1st older than me but tbh I don't think I ever will". Other than that, I've got a few friends I really like, a few friends I kinda don't, and some people in between. Solid nuclear family tho 👍

Currently consuming (eating, by the looks of the trend): Waiting on a response from a friend to see if her cookies (mint & chocolate) are tree nut-free. I hope I can eat them; they look great.

Last song: "Capital M-E" by Taking Back Sunday (I cheated a little b/c last night I listened to a bunch of random songs lol)

Current watching: Dan and Phil? Hbomb's latest video? theoretically, Death Note, Cunk on Earth, and Akira and Akira.

Last movie: Die Hard haha

Three ships: lawlight, tntduo … hm, Arthur/Eames from Inception is a favorited Ao3 tag I do regularly go back to

First ship: Not *too* sure either but I think it HAS to be Snowbaz b/c of the Fangirl -> Tumblr blog stalker thing & that book introducing me to fandom (whoops, that 'thing's not universal knowledge... after Fangirl I scoured Rainbow Rowell's blog which led me to gingerhaze.tumblr.com (he did the cover art) and b/c I couldn't read Nimona online I read his blog instead. b4 that I only went to youtube.com and minecraft.net) WAIT NO. I've always considered genderswapped Johnlock (SheJane) to be my first ship hahaha. (yes, it had to be genderswapped. reality was different back then)

Currently working on: sooo *twirls hair* there's these Hamlet scene analyses (plural)... that were due today.... also some Calc I think... my portfolio for a writing contest... Blind Justice Light Yagami drawing, if the motivation holds. And my Death Note fics I listed here :D

tagging @detective-horse-girl @l3mon-boy @cmstyles19 @sophaeros @i-could-bee-an-angel & seconding @drfurter well @novaliae I know you pretty well but you too of course :) no pressure to anybody if you'd rather not do it tho! & feel free to join in the fun and let me know u would like to foster mutual affection :D

[helpme695]

Hello, hello,Hello,my dear!!

I saw that you were a brand new blog with barely any writings and that you wrote for IDV,so i HAD to jump on the occasion,you see?

Allow me to introduce myself (as this is most likely not the last time you will be seeing me!), I am Nina (or Weewoo!),self proclaimed platonic asker!

And I am here to humbly ask for headcanons (or a one shot,i don't know which one you prefer,but I'd be happy with both!!) For Jack the Ripper (except if you don't write for him,which i understand,He IS based off a real murderer...if you don't write for him,I'd love some Antonio! But I'd prefer Jack :3 or both if you're interested Or if you prefer to choose other than those two,that's okay!!) with a child!reader (platonic ofc) that loves all types of art? Like they like listening to music while drawing- sure they're not the best,since they're still learning,but they show their art to them when they're proud of it? And they give the Hunter(s) drawings of them?? They're just a small cutie that gives drawings to people?

Thank you for reading! I hope you like this prompt and enjoy writing it!! Remember to drink,eat and take breaks,Hun!

Stay proud,

-Nina <3

Helloooooooo Nina :D I'm glad to have you in my silly blog :) I hope you will enjoy it in the future <) I wrote for both of them since I like Antonio ^_^ I'm sorry for taking quite a lot to answer ;-; it will happen again if I continue with this writing style </3.

I didn't dive too much about child thing, so you can take it as an adult or little kid. Either way, it's definitely platonic. Oh and it mostly seemed gender nature sooo :)

Aaa i just did reader give art to these 2 lol , sooo yah </3 sorry for my mistakes

Both of them are not that experienced with children because of their backgrounds. Antonio is busy drinking his favorite wines and playing masterpieces for the nobles, and god knows what else. As for Jack, he's just being, well... Jack. :)

they don't mind children that much; it depends on their mood. Mostly, they act like 'the cool uncles'.

However, Jack is not as fond of babysitting as Antonio. He thinks there are better options, like Michiko or Leo! Or maybe, why not play with people your age? Robbie and Memory would be happy to have you around.

They recognize your unique and diverse interests in various forms of art, which is uncommon even among adults.

Sometimes, they will simply watch you to see what you are best at. That way, they could buy you something nice related to it. Of course, they would support you in other forms, as well. They just figure that if you are great at something specific, it means you love it the most.

Now, let's talk about each one :D

Antonio:

It's not unusual to find him friendly in matches if he's in the mood. A simple, goofy mistake was all it took to make this weird-haired noodle crack up (thanks to Tracy's terror shock and Martha's failed flare gun rescue).

You participated in this match. All of you were having fun in Moonlit River Park.

After this match, everyone said their goodbyes and left to do their own thing. You, on the other hand, felt you wanted to appreciate him more. So, you got yourself comfortable, put on your favorite music (or headed to the composer to listen to him), and started drawing. It didn't take you long to finish it, so you borrowed some clay from Galatea to make a small version of him. It turned out messy. Nevertheless, you colored it. Your paper drawing turned out better than your little clay Antonio, but it still looked adorable.

You would know if he's in his room by his usual violin playing. And today was no exception. You knocked on his door softly, and the long-haired man heard it. Which makes sense since he's hard to hide from.

"Come in,"

And with that, you slipped past his door. You were greeted with his usual creepy smile and a couple of bottles of booze around his desk.

"Hello (name), I thought you were tired from the last match. Especially for a little one like you. Do you want to listen to my latest work later? I suggested Mr. Kreiburg and I do a musical performance together for the upcoming season."

You didn't say anything, just smiling at him as you got closer, and so did Antonio's curiosity.

"Is there something on your mind you would like to tell me, (name)?"

He crouched down to meet your height, still looming over you. You smile only brighten when you got excited to show your work to him. Behind your back, you emerged two artworks of him. His eyes lingered on what your hand was holding before he took them.

The drawing was of him ballooning Tracy and holding you with his hair, while what seemed like a sad Martha with her gun, and Forward way back running at him.

And then he looked at your small clay sculpture. His hair looked like overcooked pasta and worms coming out of it, with some black coloring. implies you are still new to shaping.

You were overjoyed just looking at how his smile widened even more than it already was. You felt his eyes leave your art and look at your face. He honestly didn't know what to be happy about. Was someone actually spending time doing something wholesome for him? Or was it the sound of your laughter echoing in his room with the big smile of yours?

He placed your work on his desk and gently guided you with his hand to his embrace.

"I know you have undeniable talent, and I want to admire it and make sure nothing disturbs it. Today, you illuminated my heart with your caring light, crafting something priceless. I thank you for your gift, and if it was for that silly match, it's nothing compared to your kindness."

He patted your head for a few seconds and then stood up tall.

"As much as I like spoiling you with my masterpieces, you have to go to sleep. Ms. Dyer won't be happy finding you out of bed.

He placed his hand gently behind your back and guided you to his door. You were kind of disappointed; you don't like how Doctor Emily makes children go to bed so early. Nevertheless, you didn't complain. He didn't close his door yet, so you kept waving, saying your goodbyes and sweet dreams before your little form disappeared when you went downstairs.

He closed his door gently and went to his desk, which now held booze, paper art, and a mini clay Antonio. He stared at them for... what? Seconds? Minutes? He didn't care. Your pure soul made his usual lonely night better, and thanks to you, you gave him inspiration for his next musical piece.

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He will cherish your gifts and art; they brightened his room and made him feel less empty.

I like to think he will force Joseph to take pictures of them and him together.

He's your number 1 supporter and fan of your work. Hell, even if it's horrendous, he'll be damned if he ever THINKS it's bad. He might as well show it to everyone and threaten anyone who says otherwise.

Despite many people and nobles gathering around him for his matchless skill, he appreciates you because you do what you want with pure intentions. He doesn't need to bother thinking about your actions (unless something is very odd), and you see him as someone to trust. Which is sometimes a bad idea because, you know... the devil thing.

He did consider having a child before, but he knows he would be an awful father. Having you around, not taking up all his time or responsibility of taking care of you, yet still filling that void, made him drink less than usual.

Jack:

If you are interested in the art of music, you just so happen to have the most skilled violinist in the whole world next door, and you might even catch him happily holding a small violin for you. Now, get ready for waking up every Friday to Monday at 6 a.m. for a teaching course. Will he make you as amazing as him? No. But you'll surely come close to amazing.

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He likes to go to the manor garden, especially at night, because he likes his "own alone" time. He is known for being mysterious, sadistic, and moody, so most survivors keep you distance from him, usually the women. You always wonder why; he's not that "bad," as you think. He even carries your teammates in bride style, and likes to joke around in serious, stressful matches at the end of the day. And very polite gentleman.

So curious about him, you asked the hunters you trust when he usually comes to the garden, and then you decided to do your activities in it, hoping to see him today.

You painted, grafted, shaped, played music, listened to music, and even helped Emma water the whole garden. You spent almost 3 hours just hoping he would show up before your match schedule start. And just when you were about to give up-

"Helloooo there, little child. I must say you know where and when to pick the most perfect time for a suitable experience."

You turned around to see the very man you waited for, Jack the Ripper, outside the matches and in the open? You must be lucky. A smile rose on your face as you greeted him.

"It's great to see you too. I hope you don't mind me bothering you with my presence."

You watched him as he went further into the garden, chatting with Emma for a few moments. You wanted to speak to him, but you didn't exactly know how. So all you did was paint one specific flower that you liked and show him. Maybe it wouldn't be so awkward.

In a good 10 minutes, you finished, and while you admired your art piece and prepared to show it to him, he was already bent down beside you to judge.

"Hmmm..... very impressive, I do notice improvements in your details. But I fear there is something off about it."

You looked between him and the painting, figuring out what was missing. After a long silence, he finally stated.

"You don't have any idea how to light and shadow a flower, do you?"

You shook your head, saying you did what felt right.

"I do like to believe this statement as well, but sometimes there are better ways, especially when you can improve it much better. Here, give me your brush."

You hand him your brush as he takes your place, watching him work his magic on your art piece and fixing any mistakes. He makes sure to tell you where you messed up.

You were surprised, to say the least. You ask him if he's an artist, but he shatters your little heart when he says he stopped being one a long time ago. For you, you did feel frustrated, angry, and sad, however. You didn't give up on your journey, even on days you wanted to pull your hair out.

A thought crosses your mind. A white lie. You tell him you don't know how to paint certain things and would like him to teach you. He remains silent after your explanation, which creeps you out.

He knows you're lying, but it's not harmful, and he understands why. However, teaching you to paint? Out of all the requests, he prefers bring you the supplies you need.

"Hm... I asked too much. Would you mind if I left for a few minutes?"

You only nod, and he takes off. You felt guilty. Maybe you shouldn't have asked him; maybe you missed your chance.

20 minutes passed, and he still didn't show up. Yep. Might as well cry a bit tonight.

You gathered up your things, only your paints and canvas left. Once you collected them, you heard a familiar violin playing inside the manor. You decided to stay a bit to listen to it before you leave. You wondered if it was a stupid decision. You could just ask the hunters and survivors if you really wanted to know more about him.

"Fascinating, is it? Antonio's violin charms everyone to enjoy the moment, as if they are just puppets he controls."

Jack almost gave you a heart attack, but you forgot about it very quickly when you noticed him holding different types of objects—a bunch of paints and canvases.

"I did say I would leave you for a few minutes. You should learn be more patient. Anyway, sorry for taking your time. That da Vinci boy wasn't pleased to see me."

He placed the canvases and objects in the proper way before asking you to take your place.

"You are a very talented child. Your previous request was too silly to believe, so I brought things rather difficult to test you out and sharpen your skills."

And he wasn't joking when he said it would be difficult. At least he was more patient and easygoing than (da Vinci young boy).

One hour before the matches started, he decided you had had enough for today. He was focused on drawing small sculpture. So you took a chance to draw something.

Just when he finished his painting, you quickly told him you had to get ready for your matches, then left so fast, leaving one standing canvas behind. Before he could call you out about it, you were already far gone. So he let out a sigh and mumbled something about children these days.

He gathered all the stuff and went to your canvas as well, only to see a full drawing of a person.

It was him, focused on his own painting, with many red and blue roses around him. You almost made him seem like an innocent art teacher who loves nature. And well... one or two of those is true.

He couldn't help but admire it. How you pictured him in your head, how clueless you are about him, almost making him pity you.

If it weren't for Emma coming back because she's forgot something and noticed him, he would be quite late for his match. Not that he would have a problem with it; he would rather watch the painting dry so he can take it to his room later.

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Nobody truly knows him, especially with how his personality switches so fast, but when he's in a "normal" state, he does feel guilty about... everything. He would rather meet you outside this game, an artist teaching young people how to draw. Yeah, that would be much better than being "Jack the Ripper."

I'm sorry, but he can't really promise to help you with drawing; he doesn't enjoy it anymore. But he can give you tips and bring you what you're missing.

He tried to learn other forms of art but changed his mind too quickly when he failed miserably. No, he would rather sleep underground to have someone guide him.

High chance he would take your artwork and study it, did you improve? How much? Was it easy or hard? How did you feel when you finished it? He can tell more about it. And he usually comes up and tells what he thinks about it and what to improve (if you want, of course). He hopes that one day, you will beat your fellow artist survivors.

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Hi hello I want to bury myself :3 I seriously need to buy a novel book or smth because I feel stupid using simple words lmao 💀 #help

Anyway Have a nice day :D

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Who are your favorite artists/writers in the community?

THIS IS SO HARD, anon 😭 (but it's a question I'm curious about others' answers to too!) I have some time before work, so I'll attempt to answer somewhat coherently:

i've always admired @hachiibun, in particular for his ability to draw such a variety of poses and pre snz expressions (his somewhat recent post of h/sr snzcanons comes to mind)!! i'm continually amazed by the way he's able to capture nuances in characterization through the little visual details he chooses to highlight. i think he particularly excels at capturing like, the misery/harshness of a snz, and the all-consuming ticklishness of the build-up 😭

@mochindayo has super lovely ocs! i look forward to seeing their snz art and non-snz art alike. i love the way they draw hair in particular—it looks sooo soft and fluffy and i can tell there's a lot of care put into arranging the strands. the characters they draw genuinely look so pretty (even ruined with a cold or allergies, there's always something beautiful to them)??

i need to mention @6pmsoup bc their sketches literally always eat!! i feel like they always have such a tasteful way of like narrowing down which elements to give more dimension/detail/shading to. their art looks simultaneously so clean and engaging 😭 (cheating a bit here and i hope it's okay to say this, but i am also continually impressed by their musical ear and their compositional ability)

i really love @whiskey-tango-matcha's ocs so, so much! she has such an impressive handle on character voices and humor; when i read her fics, i really love how easy it is to get lost in the conversational flow. in particular, elijah and greyson have a super fun dynamic of like, simultaneous prickliness and concern?? it's not something i see a lot, but i feel like i could never get tired of the way they play off of each other 😭

one of the first snzfics i read which like blew me away was actually something @ithadtobesneezing posted to ao3 (i am embarrassed to say how long ago, haha). she has a very good handle on emotional depth 😭 like i feel like she writes with a certain clarity of character; her works carry like this sort of emotional intimacy and sensitivity to them, which always stands out

recently i have been head over heels in love w @vllergy's oc series. i honestly cannot remember the last time i fell for two characters so quickly 🥹 jin and vesen and their dynamic set me on fire; i have not enough words to describe how fun it is to read from jin's headspace. his character voice really shines through in the narration (and some of it is really funny too???); seriously check it out if you haven't already!