#i just feel like drawing the same thing so much is gonna like

[amourtoken]

yes PLEASE write about quinn knocking you up and also please never stop writing smut i feel FERAL

I got a couple asks about this so let me roll them all into one here yall are horny unhinged individuals together now

Quinn is unfortunately insanely susceptible to baby fever. He can't help himself, the thought of having a little extended family to provide for is sweet enough on its own but getting there is what he's really been focused on recently. He cannot clear his mind of the idea at all and it's starting to effect every aspect of his life. His thoughts are always frenzied and his brain fuzzy, he can barely focus on the ice and you constantly catch him zoned out and have to draw his attention back to you. What's he even thinking about?

This all started after he saw you interacting with some kids at a charity event. He didn't think it'd be a personal attack on his psyche to see you leaning down to their level so they felt more included while you chatted about your days or whatever random thoughts of theirs that sprung to mind. They all seemed so happy in your presence and you've always just naturally been great with kids so it's no surprise to you, but Quinn instantaneously fell victim to the infectious thought process of parenthood.

all he's thought about for days is how pretty you'd look pregnant and how good of a parent you'd be. Would your kids have your smile? Your eyes? Hopefully they had your sweet personality at the very least. You two could be the overly supportive cheesy hockey parents when your kid got a little older too, if they took after him and wanted to play. Quinn would fall down these hour long rabbit holes in his own mind of what your future would look like with an addition to the family and it was becoming more and more of a necessity every day.

Eventually it gets to a point where he can't fucking contain it anymore and he lets the idea slip while he's got you pinned to the mattress below him.

Quinn's fingers are holding your hips tight enough to bruise while he's buried inside you, panting praises and explicit compliments against your neck in rhythm with his thrusts. He can't get the image of you all pretty and pregnant out of his brain at all, the only thing keeping him from it is a thin latex and a question really. He didn't wanna ruin the moment but it was out of his control at this point, the need overtaking critical thinking skills.

"Fuck- please let me put a baby in you- shit- p-please- c-can't stop thinkin' about it- fuck i need it so bad...'m sorry-"

His voice sounded so broken, moans and whines cutting through his words against his will. You had no idea he felt this way and fuck you wish he'd said something sooner because you've been going through the same misery he has. For the same reason. The same exact event that permeated his peace with the idea of kids with you was the one that had you dizzy thinking about him being a dad. Safe to say your communication skills were lacking during this cause both of you were afraid to ask but now that you're on the same page? You're in for it.

You respond enthusiastically, nodding quickly and immediately pleading for him to do just that. Quinn's chest fluttered at your whined pleas and as much as it pained him to pull out in the moment it was definitely worth it to sink back into you raw. He wanted this to last forever but the way you felt so fucking warm and wet around him was ultimately his undoing, much to his own protest. He didn't wanna finish without dragging you along either, his thrusts fell out of rhythm as he snaked a hand between your bodies to circle your clit, trying his best to take you with him.

"Shit- you're gonna be so pretty- fuck- god I'm so fuckin' lucky-"

Your nails sunk into his shoulders as you pulled him closer, legs shaking as you tipped off the edge of your orgasm with a whine of his name. He almost immediately followed you, hands gripping behind your knees to fold you in half under him, allowing him to sink deeper than before. Quinn's vision blurred with black spots and his voice pitched up into whiney pleas as he filled you up, finally getting what's plagued him for fucking weeks now. Doesn't matter if this was the time that did it or not, he was dead set on fucking you full of his cum over and over and over until you got the results you both wanted (and then some extra for good measure ofc)

[mymoodwriting]

Because You're Mine

Female!Reader x Werewolf!SKZ

Genre: A/B/O

Warning: Suppressants, Numbness, Social Event, Reunions, Jealousy, Nesting

Words: 3K

Chapter Nine

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Prompt: With omegas completely removed from society, they needed their own communities and institutions to grow. All your life you had lived and gone to school alongside your fellow omegas, and orphaned alphas. You had managed to keep yourself together, but now at the university level, keeping your secret had grown impossible. You had to face your fears and make friends with an alpha eventually, and now was the time.

“I don’t feel any different…”

You’ve been taking suppressants for a few days now, but there wasn’t really any change. You were starting to think Chan lied to you, that the supposed suppressants were some sort of placebo pill. So you brought it up to him, rather face the situation head on than just try to figure out what was going on. Your words made Chan chuckle, and you didn’t know what to make of it.

“The effects won’t happen right away. They’re gradual, and not feeling anything is kinda the goal.”

“Huh?”

“You’re going to be suppressing your nature, so your senses are gonna be numbed up. You certainly won’t feel things the same way you do now.”

“Oh…”

“Give it some more time, and see how you feel. You can always stop too, just let me know.”

“Alright.”

Another week goes by before things actually change, both for your physical state and your education. You were back in class now, although you were in new ones. In each of your classes you had one of the alphas with you, and sometimes either Jisung, Felix, or both, were there too. You honestly thought these co-ed classes would be very different, but they were similar to what you had been dealing with before. It kinda felt like normal, as if nothing really drastic had changed while you were gone.

You honestly had been dreading returning to class for fear of being bombarded with unwanted attention and questions, but you really didn’t get any of that. Your peers in the class were different, the atmosphere itself was not like before too. In these co-ed classes there was an air of seriousness that’s not entirely present in the omega classes. Thinking about it now, it made sense, the alphas here were serious, and such things would rub off on the omegas even if they didn’t realize. Besides not drawing much attention, the other alphas didn’t really let you socialize. They still had their own classes, so there wasn’t much time to mingle as they had to hand you off to your next classmate and be on their way.

Being surrounded by a lot of people once more, it certainly pushed you back towards Jisung and Felix. Communication with them had been practically non-existent lately, as you still felt hurt, but now with classes it felt natural to talk. At first it was mostly about assignments and a short exchange of words, but slowly you opened up to them again. Despite everything they were still your friends, and they understood you better than the alphas. Things were certainly getting back to normal for you and you didn’t really realize why until a particular night. You were alone in the living room, doing some late night studying. As far as you knew the others were asleep, but all of a sudden there was someone peeking over your shoulder.

“Whatcha working on?”

You screamed and moved away, very startled. Jeongin was quickly apologizing and backing away, not wanting to make matters worse.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Why did you sneak up on me!”

“I didn’t! I thought you heard me, or at least smelled me.”

“Well I didn’t!”

“Huh?”

“I… wait… I didn’t… how come I didn’t…”

Your screaming had of course woken the others, and soon enough you had half-asleep alphas and omegas piling into the living room.

“What happened!?” Changbin asked. “Is everyone okay!?”

“I’m fine.” Jeongin answered. “I just scared y/n, by accident.”

“Huh?”

“I didn’t smell him.” You mumbled. “Or heard him…”

“That’s the suppressants.” Chan explained. “I told you your senses were going to get dull. I guess you haven’t realized until now. Even your own scent isn’t as prevalent. There’s not really any of it left in the dorm now.”

“Oh…”

“Since we’re all here, let’s make a note of this and be careful with y/n. You shouldn’t have been sneaking around anyway, Jeongin.”

“I wasn’t!”

“You’re okay though, right y/n?” Seungmin asked.

“Yeah, yeah, just caught off guard. You can all go back to bed.”

The boys slowly scattered, returning to their rooms, although Minho lingered for a while more. He noticed you were still processing what you had just learned.

“Are you sure you’re alright? Do you want to talk?”

“There’s not much to talk about. It’s the suppressants.”

“Yeah, but how do you feel?”

“Uh… well honestly… I feel kinda sick… but I’m not, right?”

“No. Using suppressants isn’t unheard of. It may be a bit unnatural, but it’s not a major detriment to your health. You’re fine.”

“I guess so.”

Minho didn’t leave until he was sure you’d be alright. You stayed with your own thoughts for a while longer before deciding to head to bed. You weren’t gonna get any work done after all this. You ended up lying in bed for a while before you actually managed to sleep. Come morning you realized there wasn’t much different about you, especially when compared to your last few days. You got out of bed and prepared for class like normal. As you stepped out of your room you found Felix at the dining table having breakfast. You noticed his sweater draped over the chair next to him and without asking you grabbed it and held it up to your nose. You took in a deep breath, but only got a faint whiff of Felix’s scent.

“What are you doing?”

“Testing something out… I really can’t pick up on your scent…”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah. It’s very faint. No wonder Jeongin snuck up on me.”

Felix reached over and pulled you close, grabbing a piece of shirt and smelling it. After a moment he shook his head.

“I smell more laundry detergent than you.”

“Huh. You’re okay though right, you’re not sick.”

“I’m perfectly fine.” Felix assured. “Guess you’re like a ninja now too. You could easily sneak up on us if you wanted to.”

“Yeah… like I’m invisible…”

That revelation began to explain the lack of attention on you. Sure, in   classes a bunch of scents mingled but yours practically didn’t exist. There wasn’t anything appealing about you, so your peers left you alone. Some might expect you to be a bit sad over this, but you were actually quite pleased. In a way, you didn’t have to worry about everyone else. You could just exist among them in peace. It also explained why you had been a lot more at ease in the dorm and classes. You couldn’t pick up on all the scents of the alphas around you, so naturally you weren’t tense or afraid. You were okay.

Of course this all had a side effect of feeling a bit numb and broken, but you’d take it for helping you just get through your days. Although on occasion you’d find yourself staring out into the woods. You still wanted to know what was out there, especially now since you considered yourself to be stable. Yet you knew that running away was impossible, so it was nothing but a dream, one that was slowly fading away. You focused on just making the most of your days and enjoying your classes. Things seemed so mundane and normal until one day after class you were handed a flier for a party.

You were confused since there weren’t any co-ed dorms, and this party was open to all. Upon further examination you could see this party was hosted by the student board and was meant to be an end of the semester-type celebration. You didn’t think too much of it, big social events like that certainly weren’t for you. So for the time being you just stuffed the flier in your bag and went about your day. When you returned to the dorm later you set your things out in the living room, the flier just sticking out of your bag. You thought nothing of it until Chan came over, wanting to see what you were working on when the flier caught his attention.

“Oh, the end of the semester unwind.”

“Huh?”

“The party.” Chan showed you the flier. “You want to go?”

“Oh, that, you know a party isn’t really my thing.”

“It would be a good experience though. Not many get to go to party, so it’s cool the school board is hosting one. You wouldn’t have to worry about scents either.”

“True…”

“I heard party!” Jisung came over and took the flier from Chan. “This is awesome! We totally have to go as a pack!”

“A pack?”

“Oh, right, I meant as a dorm. It could be a great bonding experience for all of us!”

“I don’t know…”

“We should.” Felix chimed in, having overheard the convo. “It would be a lot of fun.”

“Hm…”

“Please.”

“Pretty please.” Jisung added. “It’ll be a good time.”

“Fine, but when I want to leave I will.”

“That works.”

The others in the dorm were eventually told about the party and that we would all be going together. It was nothing fancy, so you just needed to dress casually and comfortably. The boys seemed excited for the night, but you were a bit nervous. You’ve never really been to a party before. At least you didn’t have to worry about all the scents overwhelming you, or you hoped that would be the case.

“Hyunjin…”

“Hm?”

“How is it that a party like this is even allowed…?”

“It’s for the social aspect. We’re all still gonna be close or at least around each other after graduation, we should know each other better. Besides, we all need a break from classes.”

“Yeah…”

“You know you don’t have to go, if you really don’t want to.”

“I know, but I should experience this at least once.”

When you arrived at the party area you could see it had been decorated and the music playing gave it a lively atmosphere. You were nervous at first glance but once inside you could relax a bit. The scents didn’t hit you strongly and they were all mixed together you couldn’t really identify a single one. It put you at ease, and you stuck near the alphas for the most part. That was the plan as they’d know better than you what to do in such a place, but there were a lot of people and before you knew it you were lost in the crowd and separated from them. You stood  by yourself, surrounded by strangers, unsure of what to do.

“Y/n!”

You heard your name being called but you couldn’t recognize the voice. Still, you looked around for the source, not seeing anyone familiar. Although soon enough you found a boy standing before you.

“Hey.”

The boy had a simple smile on his face, happiness reflected in his eyes. You didn’t really recognize him, and he seemed to notice. Yet that did nothing to sour his mood.

“I guess it has been a while. I’m Gunil.”

“Gunil… from high school…”

“Yup. Long time not see.”

You were rather stunned by the revelation, needing a moment to process. Gunil was the alpha who had a crush on you back in high school. The year after the incident he was moved to a different class and you didn’t see him anymore, and he never approached you either. It was the least of your worries back then, and it made things easier for you in hindsight. You honestly couldn’t believe he was standing before you, and you weren’t sure how to feel.

“You… you remember me…”

“I’d never forget such a beautiful face. Let’s go talk somewhere less nosy.”

Before you could answer, Gunil took your hand and led you away from the main party. You didn’t go too far, just finding a less crowded place to talk.

“It’s really good to see you. I didn’t think I’d run into you like this.”

“The feeling is mutual…”

“Yeah. Can’t believe it’s been so many years. I should probably apologize for being such a bother to you back then. Although I was really smitten by you, still, sorry.”

“… you were polite…”

“I’m glad I wasn’t so annoying, but I have to say you’re still the prettiest omega I know.”

“… Gunil…”

Even if you felt a bit awkward, his compliments were making you shy. He noticed and tried to not make things weirder, asking if you wanted to get some drinks. You agreed and the two of you went to the drink table. You didn’t want to drink any alcohol, so you found some soda, and he got the same.

“So… uh… how have you been?”

“Good, I guess. My classes aren’t difficult.”

“Are you in co-ed or omegas only?”

“Co-ed… I get to learn more that way. What about you, what have you been up to?”

“The normal stuff for alphas, classes and training. I think I’m doing well, one of the top in my classes.”

“You always were.”

“I guess some things never change.”

“Yeah…”

“Y/n! There you are!”

You heard your name and were then yanked away from Gunil. You quickly found yourself face to face with Seungmin.

“We’ve all been so worried since you just disappeared.”

“I’m fine…”

“Yeah, I can see.” Seungmin’s gaze turned to the other. “Is he bothering you?”

“Huh? Gunil, no, he’s just an old… friend…”

“Friend? Okay, well it’s time to go.”

“What?”

Seungmin just started pulling you along, but you only moved a few steps before Gunil grabbed your other arm to hold you back.

“Wait. We should catch up sometime.” Gunil put his drink down and quickly got out a pen, writing a number on your hand. “Text me.”

“Uh… yeah, sure.”

You heard a low growl from Seungmin before he pulled Gunil’s hand off you and then led you away. For a moment you thought he’d take you back to the others, but he meant it when he said it was time to go. You left the party and made your way back to the dorm. It was just the two of you there.

“You know… you really didn’t have to do that.” You told Seungmin. “I was fine… which is also a bit surprising to me.”

“Is it?”

“Well, I wasn’t really scared… and the scents weren’t so strong that they’d affect me.”

“So you had no problem chatting up some random alpha.”

“He approached me, helped me out cause I was alone and lost. You didn’t have to drag me out.”

“… sorry… I got in my own head thinking you needed a rescue and weren’t comfortable…”

“It’s whatever. I’m tired anyway, so I’m gonna head to bed.”

“Sure. Let me know if you need anything.”

“I know.”

You retreated to your room, throwing yourself on your bed. You simply laid there for a moment before looking at your palm, seeing the number on it. Without realizing it you smiled, amused at how that whole interaction went down. You put the number down in your phone before getting up to wash it off and clean yourself up. After a shower you were dressed in pajamas and drying your hair as Jisung and Felix came in. They threw themselves on your bed, and going by the smiles on their faces, they likely had a few drinks.

“I see you had a good night.”

“Absolutely.” Jisung giggled. “You shouldn’t have left so early.”

“It was fine.”

“Sorry we lost you.” Felix added. “We were looking for you until Seungmin told us he found you and took you home.”

“It’s okay. I’m glad the rest of you had fun.”

“Let’s all sleep together.” Jisung suggested. “I wanna sleep in a cuddle pile. Omegas only of course.”

“I don’t know.”

“Please, pretty please, we’d be so warm and cozy together.”

“Okay, okay, but you two gotta clean up first.”

“Yes! We can make a nest together!”

The two stuck around for a moment longer before going off to clean up. You figured you’d get a head start with the nest, getting some pillows and blankets and setting things up in the living room. A while later the boys came to join you, bringing along some more blankets and pillows. A few of the alphas noticed what you were up to, but let you do your own thing. They wished you good night as they went to bed. You guys got some snacks and turned the TV on, watching a show. This was more your thing than some big party. You all slowly drifted off, one by one, the TV acting as white noise. You all slept peacefully, you wound up waking up late into the night, hearing whimpers.

“Hm… Jisung…?”

You lazily opened your eyes, seeing Jisung at your side tossing about. He seemed to be panting a bit, showing signs of discomfort. You got up and shook him gently, trying to get him to wake up.

“Jisung… Jisung, get up…”

It wasn’t working, but you kept trying. Then your fingers brushed against exposed skin and you realized he was hot. You placed your palm against his head, realizing he was burning up. You quickly went over to Felix, shaking him awake almost immediately.

“… what…?”

“Go get the alphas, Jisung is running a fever.”

Felix was still half asleep as you ushered him to get up and go. You got back to Jisung, still trying to get him up. He opened his eyes for a moment, seeming to be out of it.

“… y/n…”

“Yeah, I’m right here. You’re gonna be-”

“Y/n, get away from him.”

You were suddenly pulled to your feet and pulled away from Jisung. You stared at Minho with confusion, but he didn’t say anything. He took you back to your room, and then you saw Felix being escorted by Changbin to your room as well.

“What’s going on? Jisung-”

“He’ll be okay.” Changbin said. “But I need you both to stay here tonight.”

“Huh?”

“Just promise me you’ll stay here. We’ll take care of Jisung, so don’t worry.”

“You’re making us worry.” Felix mumbled. “Isn’t it just a fever…?”

“Not exactly.”

Minho sighed. “Jisung is going into heat. Obviously your senses wouldn’t really know what’s going on, especially y/n since she’s on suppressants, but that doesn’t mean he can’t trigger either of you. One omega going into heat for the first time is gonna be a handful, so for all our sakes, just stay here until morning.”

“Oh…”

[soaps-mohawk]

Hello!! I have literally no one to share these with so youre getting them :D

I drew 141 with the colours that remind me of them, the only one im like, 100% happy with is gaz. But then again i spent a lot more time on gaz than the others.

Reasons for colours:

Gaz: idk he give purple vibes (purple is my favourite colour, my favourite is also gaz so) its like a regal and just beautiful colour (i actually googles how his hat looked)

Soap: green. Its a bright and vibrant colour, i feel like he's also bright and vibrant. And the yellow pencil i have doesn't show up well so theres that to

Ghost: red. I feel like red is very 2 sided yknow? Like some say it represents anger and some say it represents love and i feel like the contrast of not only that but also the contrast of ghost to simon?? I dont know if you get what i mean

Price: (never drawing him again, his beard and hat are the worst thing i have drawn recently) orange feels warm but also explosive. A bit like price is in crcb, but also just in the games in general. Like fire yknow? Very beautiful and elegant but also a very dangerous thing (i also had to add his rank cause it annoyed me that he was gonna be thenonly one with 2 names so no. Not happening)

Omg babe these are amazing!!! I love the style so much!!

I fully agree Gaz gives purple vibes. I may be biased because purple is my favorite color, but I do agree. Johnny does give green vibes too. It can be a very earthy, grounding color but it can also be super vibrant and showy and I think that fits him really well.

I fully agree with red Simon. It's such a bright color but at the same time it represents so many things. Anger, love, blood. Even wine can be red. It's so versatile and I think that fits Simon perfectly. Price gives orange vibes. That's all I have to say about that lol.

No but seriously these are amazing!! Thank you for sharing them with me!!!

[muldj0rd]

Snap. Snow. Kiss || Brocedes

Summary: God, Lewis should've put on sunglasses before he arrived. He was shining. He looked like a fucking angel. Lewis was pretty sure he was an angel, he was just missing the wings. He was younger than he had expected- His age, maybe. When somebody said blond, Lewis immediately thought of Sebastian's hair- Nico's hair was the definition of blond. It wasn't curly like Sebastian's hair, but it wasn't straight either- Something in between

Warnings: Model AU, google translated german

Masterlist || AO3

2005 Lewis sighed heavily, his camera in his hands

"Come on, mate. Give him a chance" Sebastian sighed as he sat down beside Lewis "Have you actually looked him up?"

"Why would I? We're only gonna spend 5 hours with him and then we'll never see him again" Lewis shrugged slightly, putting the camera softly on the ground beside him

"Well... I looked him up. He's pretty, blond, gay and single" Sebastian chuckled softly as he saw Lewis roll his eyes "Just your type"

"First of all, I'm not gonna date a model. Second of all, he can't even be on time to a photoshoot" Both Sebastian and Lewis looked up to see that he was ten minutes late

"Do you even know his name?" Sebastian asked curious

Lewis chuckled softly "No. Don't bother remembering a name I'm not needed to remember"

Sebastian nodded softly "Nico" Lewis stayed silent "Dating a model is not that bad, by the way"

"I know Hanna's a model, but dating a female model and a male model is two different things" Lewis explained

"How would you know? You've never had either" Lewis gave Sebastian an annoyed looked

"I'm just saying; Female models are nice, sweet, caring. Male models- especially the gay ones, are always rude, no respect... Or no sense of time apparently" 15 minutes was he late now

"Sorry I am late. Traffic" Lewis's head snapped towards the muffled voice at the other end of the venue

God, Lewis should've put on sunglasses before he arrived. He was shining. He looked like a fucking angel. Lewis was pretty sure he was an angel, he was just missing the wings. He was younger than he had expected- His age, maybe. When somebody said blond, Lewis immediately thought of Sebastian's hair- Nico's hair was the definition of blond. It wasn't curly like Sebastian's hair, but it wasn't straight either- Something in between

"That's him?" Lewis whispered to Sebastian who simply hummed and nodded softly, smirking slightly at Lewis's reaction "I'm not dating a model, Seb"

---

Sebastian was the make-up artist, he had to touch Nico as he worked- Lewis shouldn't feel jealous of Sebastian as he did his job. Lewis of course tried hiding his jealousy by fiddling with his camera

Then the fucking stylist came in and had to fiddle with his hair, clothes and the jewellery he wore. God, he hated that fucking stylist right now, didn't even remember his name. He was Spanish and a few years older than him- That's all he remember

This was one of the only times Lewis was glad that he was a darker tone because from the way Nico was looking at him through the lens, Lewis swore his whole body would be flushed if he was paler

They had a break where they all gathered around and looked at the pictures. Sebastian and that stylist- Fernando, maybe? They both said the pictures were good, to where Nico barely nodded. Probably thinks too much of himself to compliment others

Lewis sat by a bench just outside of the venue, looking through the photos. He wasn't satisfied. Nothing was missing, he just didn't like them as much as he usually did with the other models

"You're a good photographer" Lewis looked up to see that Nico had sat down beside him "They're good photos. No need to worry" His accent was a little thick as he spoke

"Oh, um... Thanks" Lewis nodded softly

Nico looked forward again, drawing his hand through his hair- Lewis wanted to do the same. It looked so fucking soft. He wanted to feel it. Lewis snapped himself out of it "The stylist's gonna hate you did that" He hummed

"I'm German, I do what I want" Nico shrugged with a chuckle, obviously a joke. It drew a soft smile of Lewis himself

When Lewis got home that evening, he felt... empty as he thought about never seeing Nico again. They had shook hands before they parted ways. Lewis could still feel Nico's hand wrapped around his hours later

He should've asked for his number- No. If Nico would've wanted Lewis's number as well, he'd ask for it

Nico was different than the other models. Lewis had bothered to remember his name. He never remembers names of people he's never gonna see again

---

2007 The one thing Lewis loved the most was December. Not for the cold or Christmas, but for all the beautiful pictures he'll be taking through the month. He's been doing so every year

Lewis found the most peace in sitting in the middle of the city on a bench, taking photos of café and other shops in the snow, really capturing the Christmas vibes

He was surprised when he turned his body and camera slightly, seeing the one person he expected least to be there. Nico Rosberg. Lewis never forgot him like he said he would. Spend every waking moment regretting not talking to him more

Nico was standing on the opposite street with his phone to his ear, covered in warm clothes, a beverage in his hand, the snow landing perfectly on his clothes and hair

Lewis didn't think before he had taken a few pictures of Nico, snapping them quickly. His head and upper body turned downwards when Nico turned his body as well, looking towards Lewis

Lewis almost prayed out loud that Nico hadn't seen him. He kept looking down for what felt like an hour, but was only a minute, before he slowly looked up again. Nico wasn't there anymore. Lewis sighed relieved and leaned back into the bench

"You can just come talk to me instead of stalking me" Nico chuckled softly when he had startled Lewis

"You can't just scare me like that" Lewis mumbled when Nico sat down beside him on the bench "And I'm not stalking, you just happened to be in my shot"

"May I see?" Nico asked, holding his hand out to Lewis

Lewis hesitated, but softly gave Nico his camera. He looked away as Nico hummed when he clicked through the pictures "Yeah, mate. This looks like stalking" Nico laughed "But they're good. Can I use these for my Christmas portfolios next year?"

"What? I guess, yeah" Lewis hummed

"Great. Thank you. You can just fax them to me" Nico pulled out a small note pad from his pocket and a pen and scribbled the number down "Here's the number"

Lewis nodded softly "You just walk around with a note pad and pen?" Lewis asked confused

"You never know when you need it" Nico shrugged

They parted ways too quickly for Lewis. He again forgot to ask for his number

---

2010

Ibiza. Lewis loved beaches, if he wasn't going there for work

It was a weekday, so there weren't as many people as there would in the weekend or vacations, but there was still people

It was a swimwear shoot. Newest collection

It was hot, very hot, but Lewis kept his shirt on, there were already too much nakedness, he didn't need to add to it

Lewis unscrewed the cap of his bottle, sipping on the water, feeling himself instantly cool down

"How is it that every time I go on vacation, you're always there to ruin it?" Lewis turned towards Nico's voice, immediately feeling flustered seeing him in only swimming trunks while laying on a beach towel, supporting himself on his elbows

"Ruin it? You hurt me" Lewis mocked a pout, his hand over his heart

Nico sat up, patting the space beside him on the beach towel. Lewis hesitated, already feeling hot from just looking at him like that. He sat down anyways

"You meet so many photographers, how do you still remember after all these years?" Lewis asked softly, looking away from Nico, he wasn't about to embarrass himself by stumbling over his words

Nico sighed softly, thinking his words over. 'You're special' 'I want to know what you taste like' 'I want your number' "You're interesting" He opted to say instead

"Interesting?" Lewis chuckled softly, pulling his knees up to his chest "How?"

Nico chuckled softly. Lewis looked so small when he sat like that "Back in '05, you were quiet, but always gave stern looks, then after I complimented your work, you talked and the stern looks dropped. You're interesting" Nico explained

Lewis turned his head, his breathing hitching slightly at how Nico were already looking at him. He couldn't stop himself when his eyes flicked quickly to Nico's lips and back to his eyes again "You're weird" He almost chocked on his words from how hard they were to get out

"Why? Because I'm German?" He chuckled, that smile Lewis loved back on his lips

Lewis didn't realise he was staring until he was pulled out of his thoughts by a voice from the crew, telling him to come back

"Guess they need me back" Lewis sighed, but before he could move to get up, Nico had turned him back by his chin, kissing him softly

"Go. They need you" Nico whispered as he pulled slightly back

Lewis nodded softly, speechless as he got up and walked over to his crew again without another word to the blond

Nico was gone when Lewis was done. No fucking number

---

2014 "You seem nervous. Why are you nervous?" Sebastian asked confused as Lewis's hands trembled with his camera

"N-no reason. I'm not nervous. Just had a little too much coffee" Lewis stuttered slightly

"You remember him" Sebastian gasped slightly "9 years and you remember him" He chuckled "I still don't get why you're nervous though" He hummed "You like him" He gasped softly again

"No! Of course not. I don't date models" He said, sighing softly afterwards "I mean, we did kiss once" Sebastian's eyebrows raised to his hairline "Once, and he kissed me, and it was years ago" Lewis shrugged

"Years ago? When?" Sebastian asked, still in shock from the news

Lewis shrugged slightly again, hesitating slightly "2010," He said softly, to which Sebastian was more surprised

"So it wasn't at the shoot? Why and how?" Sebastian was more confused and questioning than Lewis himself

"I had that shoot in Ibiza, and he just happened to be there" Lewis shrugged slightly "And I have no idea why, you'd have to ask him- No. It was a joke" Lewis hurried to say when he saw Sebastian was actually contemplating it

"I'm not going to" He held up his hands in surrender "Do you even have his number?" He asked curious

"Does his fax number from 2007 count?" Lewis still had it. It hung on his fridge. He should probably take it down

"First of all, people don't fax anymore, he probably threw it out. Second of all, why do you have it?" Sebastian was even more confused by that than the fact Lewis had kissed Nico

"I 'accidentally' took some photos of him in Britain back then that he wanted me to fax so he could use it for his Christmas portfolio for 2008" Lewis explained in a mumble

"Du bist hoffnungslos" You are hopeless. Sebastian shook his head slightly, walking away from Lewis

"What?" Lewis asked confused, German not being his strong suit

---

Lewis had too look at Nico as much as possible, and god was it hard for him to concentrate on the shoot. If he thought hard enough, he could still feel his lips on his, his hand on his chin

"You got tattoos" Nico stated doing the break

"Oh, um, yeah. Was in a phase for a few years" Lewis chocked out, nodding slightly, trying not to stutter, but were unsuccessful

"They look good on you" He said, the compliment going down through Lewis's spine

Trace them with your tongue' 'Kiss them' 'Cover them with hickies'  "Thanks" He said instead, pulling himself out of a fantasy he should not have right at this moment

---

They went back to shooting, and god, the way Nico looked older since 2010. His hair was darker, he was bigger built and don't let him get started on his hands

Sebastian had to hear all about it when he got home that evening, his phone bill would probably scare him. He hung up when Sebastian reminded him he still didn't have his number ---

2016 It's December again, so naturally, Lewis is sitting in the middle of England, taking photos to capture the Christmas spirit

It surprised him again to see Nico across the street again. Again Lewis snapped pictures of the angel across the street, his mind working on auto pilot

He smiled to himself as he looked into the ground when he saw Nico turning his body. When a pair of shoes appeared in his vision, he turned to look up again, his camera with him, taking a quick picture without the blitz

"That can in no way be good" Nico chuckled, wiping the bench clean from snow and sat down beside Lewis

"We'll see" Lewis went into the picture, showing it to Nico "Either you're very photogenic, or I'm a very good photographer"

"Definitely the first" Nico said confidently, Lewis mocking a pout "Come on, you know you're good, but you need a good model as well"

"You want them for next years Christmas portfolio?" Lewis chuckled, drawing one out of Nico as well

"No, it's fine" Nico chuckled "I got some taken a few days back" He explained. It made Lewis slightly disappointed, but he didn't know why

"Why are you here?" Lewis asked confused

"I like watching you have fun. You sit on this bench every year" Nico explained

"And you call me a stalker?" Lewis laughed, referring to their conversation back in '07

"I never said I wasn't a stalker" Nico chuckled. The way Nico licked his lips to get them wet from the cold, had Lewis wishing he kissed him again "I got to go, but nice talking to you again, Lew"

Lew? Nico was gone before he could ask about it. It did something to him, being called a nickname that wasn't mean towards him. It lit up his day more than the photos he'd taken the last few hours

--- 2019 Lewis absolutely hated shooting at events- Don't get him wrong, he loved people, just not when they kept talking to him when he was shooting, thinking he was some of the staff

Lewis had stopped letting himself getting surprised when he sees that blond angel he's been longing for. He merely smiled softly to himself, waiting for Nico to approach him as he usually did

He turned when he felt a large hand on his back, seeing an angel

Before Lewis can say anything, Nico has him pulled into a hug, one arm around his shoulder, his other hand softly on his waist, leaving space to not push the camera into Lewis's stomach, resulting in him getting hurt

"Long time no see" Nico said as he pulled back, clapping Lewis softly on the shoulder

"For me yes, you probably still stalk me every December in England" Lewis chuckled, taking a quick picture of Nico that he without a doubt have to retake, but he'd keep it, get a good laugh out of it

"Oh, yes. Very much. Every December. Have been since 2007" Nico laughed, sending a wink Lewis's way, a motion that send tingles through his body, making him stutter slightly as they strike small conversation before Nico had to leave to talk to important people

---

Lewis had retrieve to the balcony of the venue, needing to get air, and there was no one else. He leaned against the railing, his head hanging low, the camera placed on the ground beside his feet, mindful of not stepping on it or accidentally kicking it

"Here" Lewis turned his head to see Nico holding out a champagne glass for him

"I can't drink on the job" Lewis sighed, but gave Nico a 'Thank you' smile

"It's one glass of champagne. I'll drive you to the hotel if necessary" Nico chuckled

"Mate, you've probably had more" Lewis said but took the glass in his hands

"I need to if I ever want to get through this event" Nico sighed, leaning against the railing as well, sipping on his own champagne

"Why go if you hate it?" Lewis asked confused

"Reputation. Image. Important people that can offer me a job" He explained, their shoulders almost touching from how close they were standing

"Fair enough" Lewis hummed, a comfortable silence falling over them

Right as Lewis had finished his glass of champagne, Nico repositioned him with a determined push, having him backed up against the railing, his body trapped between it and Nico's body who was now kissing him softly

Lewis kissed back immediately, the kiss lasting longer than back in Ibiza. It quickly became more heated, Nico's tongue exploring every corner of Lewis's mouth, the feeling making the Brit hum and moan quietly against the German's lips

Nico pulled away, making Lewis whine softly, both men panting heavily "See you in December" Nico gave Lewis a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth before he left Lewis panting and embarrassingly hard on the balcony alone

--- 2024 It had snowed when Lewis left his apartment, but when he got to the bench, the snow had stopped, making him annoyed. He decided to walk around, seeing if he could spot his angel anywhere

Covid happened back in 2020, so Nico probably hadn't been stalking him for at least 2 years, but he hoped he started doing it again when the boarders opened

He stopped at a small bridge over the small river splitting the city. He focused to take a good picture, yelping softly when he felt a hand on his back "You switched spots"

"Yeah. I walk around to wait for it to snow again" 'And I was looking for you'

"How long do you think you're going to be waiting?" Nico chuckled softly

"Hopefully not long, I'm fucking starving" Lewis explained with a smile, his eyes fixated on Nico's lips, not even trying to hide it

Lewis looked back up into Nico's eyes, the blue colour bringing out his eyes. Everything around them silenced as Lewis was focused on his favourite colour in the world

The snow slowly began to fall, covering both their bodies with the cold snow. Lewis raised his camera, managing to snap a picture of Nico just as a snowflake landed on his nose, making him even more look like an angel than before

Nico put his hand onto pf the lens, softly pushing it down to face the ground. Lewis looked confused at him, but disappeared the moment he was pulled in by his waist, being kissed slow and soft

"You're my every waking thought" Nico said with a smile, their foreheads rested together "Ever since '05" He admitted "Every fucking day"

"Don't you dare leave without giving me your number" Nico chuckled at Lewis's attempt at being harsh, but came out as a ruff, needy whimper

"I'm not leaving you this time" Nico leaned back in to kiss Lewis softly "I don't want you to leave either"

"I'm locking you up in my closet to make you stay" Lewis's words drew out a chuckle from them both

[codgod]

realised i was missing the opportunity to draw some wing cuddles but i didn’t wanna just draw two characters sleeping next to each other for the 5 millionth time so we get this instead

[xxplastic-cubexx]

if i said i picked up this issue for anything but drunk erik i fear i'd be lying

(Wolverine (2020) #3)

[wren-kitchens]

mildly frustrated at how many 'we need to talk about lizzie more' posts ive seen and the distinct lack of actual posts of art or writing about lizzie that ive seen cross my dash

like guys i thought we wanted to talk about lizzie and not the fandom's problems when is that happening

[unexpectedbrickattack]

experimentin w shit heehee

[skitskatdacat63]

"Arrogant, ruthless, and by all reports (including his own) utterly charming."

(I don't know why I drew this but please take Revolutionary War British officer George, I think it suits him, okay!!!)

+ George Russell the type of guy to t-pose in front of rebels

+ the usual

Okay first of all, process, as always:

I drew this in one day hahaha....Actually really fun! I haven't finished anything in almost a month, and haven't painted for even longer, so I'm kinda dying at the fact that 18th century George Russell got me motivated 😭 Sometimes when painting, I realize I have free will and can actually just start painting over the lineart, and that's the best moment of every drawing process 🙏

Also I'm very proud of his face!!! I've said before, but art progression is such a weird thing. You'll keep repeating to your self "I'm no good at [insert art thing.]" And then randomly realized you can in fact do it. That's me with drawing real people's faces 😭 I'm just so shocked I got his face pretty good in one try!!!

Okay about the pose and quote. God its so fun to misappropriate quotes for my own evil deeds. Both of these are from this one officer from the Revolution: Banastre Tarleton. Idk, I randomly saw his painting in a history video, and it's stuck in my mind ever since. And then yesterday, bcs I spent a lot of time looking at George, I'm like "hey you know what he kinda reminds me of-" and thus we have this.

I just found that quote about him from some historian to be funny, so I put it as a caption, as I would with Napoleon. This won't be an AU by any means but. I think if George was in the Revolution, he'd be the most stereotypical, evil British villain in American media type guy ever. And Tarleton is kinda that guy tbh, to the point where him and others like Arnold Benedict are the poster boys of evil Revolution guys. He even has a mocking nickname! "Bloody Tarleton/Ban", very "Osama bin Russell," no? 😭

Some notable moments from Tarleton's campaign that I think fit George: Apparently killed a bunch of American soldiers after they surrendered, making sure everyone was dead(😭😭), threatened to burn an American general's house down to make him surrender and then took him hostage, went toe to toe with George Washington himself and Washington even taunted him and Tarleton got a shot in, has a helmet named after him(very slayful.)

[blaithnne]

Menaces when they team up. Need to find a dynamic name I can tag them with that doesn’t sound shippy. Does Kaisen work

[marblerose-rue]

got asked to draw two of my old wc rp ocs :-) left is cicadahop, right is scallopstar

[surreal-duck]

wanted to redraw their 7th anniversary homescreen before the next anni comes along o7

[triglycercule]

alright i finished this so i need to celebrate my accomplishment (???) by sharing it to the world

BETTER versions of my trio designs. because boo boo the other old ones were BORING and TOO SIMPLE and lowhighkey UGLY. i had no idea what i was thinking when i made this but i guess design notes before to see if i can figure out what the fuck these mean 💀

killer🔪:3

he got a GLOW UP!!! when i was figuring him out i was thinking like. this man needs to look combat ready he CANNOT look chill and relaxed he MUST look good to fight. killer can't catch a break 💀 anyways. it's ALSO not revealing (⁎˃ᴗ˂⁎) because i feel he would NOT wear that stuff cmon flirty =/= revealing. his charms are found through his words and actions (stabbing someone through the heart) (speaking of the heart i couldn't be bothered to draw his soul mb)

the gloves/shirt/leggings under his clothes may LOOK seperate. but its actually all one big piece!!! because i thought it would be silly and funny :3 but like on a serious note i like this because it provides an extra layer of protection (both in a fight and not) and like. a sense of anonymity i guess??? like you can't see killer's natural body you cant SEE who he was before because hes changed that much (or i guess HE cant see who he was b4 wtvr)

actually a lot of killer's outfit has meaning behind it. knee pads = unnatural body imitation killer is a whole new being now not monster (also adding 2 the combat look :3) belts = restraint killer needs to stay in line and do as he's ordered (i needed some visual interest 💀) zippers on shoes?? actually no meaning i just thought it would be cute. somehow i managed to find meanings 4 all of the trio's zippers. killer's is jammed in that spot. show like idk he is irreversibly changed to what he is now (a lot of this makes no sense)

horror 🪓 :3

if you remove all the rips in the clothes he'd be the most basic out of all of them. but theyre there so he's NOT the most basic! 4 horror i was thinking like "you can see he's fucked up but you can also see he's desperately trying to keep it together" type feel. i totally didnt steal those under socket lines (thank you mania and paranoia for donating to your og versions :3) to make horror look more 🌀🌀🌀 (cannot describe it)

the cloak was stolen from undyne trust. he wears it as a power move FUCK YOU!!! to her :3 also it looks royal and regal which could kinda show like horror's power and sway over snowdin. he's DEFINITELY not a king but he is a provider and a lot of what he says goes around those parts. a lot of ppl look to him as like world's shittiest leader(ish). also i just wanted him to have something unique!

underneath horror's jacket his shirt is reaaaally torn he should probably replace it. there are some holes from when he was pinned down with spears during the core incident and then the whole lower half is just totally torn off from that one comic 💀 but thats why the jacket is zipped up! however the zipper broke and now the jacket can't unzip! (because horror struggles with the fact that horrortale ISNT gonna be perpetually shitty (everyone say thanks aliza) and would rather nobody see him vulnerable)

dust🧣:3

i didn't change much about him lowkey he's pretty much wearing the same CLOTHES. just that the style and way he's wearing them changed. wanted him to give like,,,,, comfy (because bro did not change out of his sansish clothes) but also like FOCUSED o(≧口≦)o like horror he has the under socket line but thats just to make him look more stressed and tired

i moved around the scarf to NOT be around his neck bc it was sooo annoying drawing the hood and then having to account for the scarf. it kind gave him a baby face vibe which i did NOT like. also i think dust would wear the scarf however. very versatile as long as the scarf remains intact. so it COULD go around waist COULD be around neck COULD be around limbs

i didn't mean to do this but the black thingy around his shoulders (was originally there just to fill in the empty space without the scarf there 💀) could be seen as like mourning wear. again with the silly zipper symbolism but dust's zipper is fine its not broken like horror or killer's are because he chose to go down this path. dust CHOSE to zip it up and now its too late to go back now (so bro MUST power through ‼️‼️ he cant unzip the zipper now!!!!)

overall i like these. usually i like coming up with cool unique character designs its so fun but my trio was hard (im hard). probably bc i didnt wanna make then wear anything too weird Dx BUT NOW AT LEAST THEY ALL LOOK LESS BABY!!!! i think i depicted how i see them though like ughhh cannot explain but now they look like how i want them to sound

[puppyeared]

Atla live action 😐

[lunar-orca]

this undying fear of getting your character meme'd on or laughed at is still a thing that lives in my head and i hate it so much

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Interesting. Don’t necessarily think I’m autistic but I have more going on than just ADHD and I’m not sure what that is.