#i love drawing auro

[zimt-deathnote]

Hey, I loved your drawing of Matt and Mello watching the Netflix adaptation of the BB case. "Naomi did all the work" so real, I loved that comment, literally L barely did anything to help her and to make it worse he let her work with the criminal himself even after she told him that she didn't feel comfortable working with him and he put her endangered. Very bad L.

It also made me wonder how little Mello reacted to that part of the story when L told it to him. The most logical option is that at that time he did not realize how negligent L had been because, well, even though he is a very smart genius, he was still a child, and his idol was telling him a very interesting case, I doubt he ever noticed or bothered to look into it.

A few years later when he starts writing his novel, he realizes that L did absolutely nothing to solve the case and thinks "L was such a dumbass."

But in case he noticed it at the time, I can't get little Mello out of my head scolding L and questioning his methods in that case.

*After L finishes the story*

Mello: ...So you let this Naomi Misora ​​work with BB, the murderer himself. And you didn't even inform her that he was the murderer.

L: Yes.

Mello: Weren't you worried about her dying? And also if you knew that BB– or "Ryuuzaki" was the culprit, why didn't you arrest him sooner?

L: Naomi is an efficient agent, I trusted her abilities and that she wouldn't let herself be killed that easily. And I knew he was BB from our past connection, but I had no proof that he was the killer so.

Mello: But in the end she did all the work, you didn't do anything.

L:

Mello: You gave her the credit, right?

Anyway, I love your drawings 💖💖

Oh gosh I love the idea of Mello roasting L on the spot after telling his Wara Ningyo Story haha Can someone put this conversation as a "for the better, right?" meme? 😂

I thought a bit about how that whole meeting between L and Mello came to be. And I think L never makes it a big deal when he‘s at Wammy‘s for a visit. But Mello (12 y/o) finds out that L is in the house that day and he catches him when L and Watari are already heading out. Mello has questions about Beyond, who vanished overnight a few months ago "for personal reasons" and pesters L about it, he must know what happened to him, he is L after all. L invites Mello for a piece of cake. Watari notifies Roger that "Justus“ is borrowing Mello for a while. They‘re out In the cafe, L tells Mello all about the Wara Ningyo case, without omitting any of the gruesome details.

Auro is my version of A btw.

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[oggysonart]

Old woofer OC redesigns from my BBA obsession and sparkle dog era! I included some of the old drawings of these guys as well as more about them under the cut!

Zaila was my fursona haha, she was definitely inspired by Black Blood Allience and I made her when I was nine and kept drawing her in different forms until I was about 15 I believe

Malaya was created around the same time as Zaila in her first form, Nellos a year or two later. They were originally from different stories but then I decided they were in love. Not me having most of my characters in relationships be gay by the time I was 14 just to not figure out I myself am gay until 5 years later lmao

OG Auro and Keyru. I made the name up for this lil dog and he was my favourite so I decided the name means ”dearest” and have since named my comic character and my bunny Auro as well, everything I love is an Auro. These guys were also gay and I loved them because I remember thinking of them as not in a spoken relationship (yet) but completely devoted and willing to tear worlds apart for eachother and honestly?? Relationship goals

They all hold special places in my heart and I love all of them still even if I’ve moved on to other projects and characters :) Thank you for reading about my little guys!

[artpenumbra]

I'm super excited that Jade got a SR card that I had to draw something. I love it so much you have no idea(but I also enjoy every card he gets so--) /v\

TWST!Auro's got a SR card in progress too, still working on it.

[aurorialwolf]

INTRO POST

Hello! My name is Aria or Auro! My pronouns are they/he/she, and I'm bisexual & genderfluid! I am 17.

Fandoms: Redacted Audio, The Sunbearer Trials, Dresden Files

I'll also post about my YouTube channel sometimes :D

I post regularly about Redacted Audio, mainly focusing on Elliott, dreamwalker theories, and Redacted ocs / my redacted-sona, Aria Aisling! (And I've been in the fandom for 3 years, so I can answer questions if you've got some!) My custom tags: #arias redactedverse kid hcs #redacted oc aria aisling I also use '#redacted dreamwalker' for my dreamwalking theories

Also here's my Next Gen OC Masterlist and my Redacted-sona Post

I’ve made 4 audios inspired by and set in the world of Redacted Audio, with the speaker being the previously mentioned Aria Aisling, a dreamwalker! Check out the redacted oc aria aisling tag linked above if you’d like to check those out :3

I love drawing, making stories, and playing video games, so I'll also post the occasional art piece :3 maybe even some fanfic if I get back into the swing of things

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[dbarenzu626]

So I redrew a thing this evening!

A good while back, in my studies of EPCOT and olden Disney Parks history for my "Stitch Triverse" project, I came across this shirt when I was looking into Journey Into Imagination. This shirt, titled "Girl Watcher", features a beachcombing Figment who appears to be scouting the riff raff on the beach for a partner. Of course, it was the 1980s, so it had to be girls, but when you really think about it, Figment has the opportunity to be the pan icon most don't think of: imagination could make him love anyone, right?

Fast forward years later and when I created my Royals, Keiko Hubrecht became one of my mainstays upon their creation in 2021. An alien humanoid called a Luxian from the Auros system, Keiko became someone who took a ton of inspiration from Journey Into Imagination and by extent, Figment. In continuing my mission on expanding on the L&S realms and with a unique touch of LGBT in the mix, Luxians are genderfluid and don't contend to gender norms (they can appear more masculine or effeminate, but not in identity, they/them, please). They are also incredibly well known for their powerful imagination-based abilities, able to spawn duplicates of themselves, bend or warp things around them or that they can grab to whatever they can dream up and even change or modify aspects of themselves. But that's if they can get the time to imagine before doing, this is key. Kei by extent is hyperactive, happy-go-lucky and also, get this, an intergalactic indie musician by the name of "Figment"... Yes indeed, named after one in the same.

So with summer literally here, I took the gambit and decided to redraw "Girl Watcher". Now it bears saying that Kei, while hyperactive and all over the place with their energy, does have the light penchant for outbursts of hopeless romance. So it only further helped them be the reflection of Figment in this redraw. But by that extent? I couldn't use the words "Girl Watcher" for the result because they're not a girl or a boy. But they do love everyone almost akin to someone on the side of pan. So what do you use?

"Crush Watcher". It's inclusive, covers all of what Kei crushes on and above all, acts as a parallel to the Figment 1982 original. Now, the question remains, who has got the Luxian's eyes in the design? Is it a hunky Neptusian boy? Some geeky Kweltikwan lass? And why, pray tell, are they taking advice from Pleakley via a self-published magazine?

...All these and more questions are up to you, I just wanted to draw a fun redraw with my imaginative idol kid and I think I did a good job with it~ 🐉🌈🏖️

To learn more about the ever ongoing work on “Stitch Triverse”, check out the Carrd site here! https://stitchtriverse.carrd.co    

[darknessawaits28]

Hey, hey, hey, my pretties! Hope you had a wonderful New Year!!! Wanted to do something random again and write some gibberish, a simple short story that just came to me lol! Hope you like it! Thank you lovies for all your love and support!!! You are all awesome!!! Love yall!! Don't forget to like, follow, and obey! 😋😋

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"Argh......." A man groaned in pain as he crawled along the floor, leaving a bloody trail behind him. "I can't let......them take......the sword," he winced, trying to endure the massive amounts of pain he was going through.

As the man crawled to the floating sword in the marble gazebo, a woman with a dark auro appeared behind him. "Oh Daniel, when will you learn that you've lost."

Daniel groaned as he continued to crawl but turned over on his back when his chest started to hurt. "I haven't lost... and I won't lose you too, Elizabeth."

The woman smirked evilly when he spoke those last few words, "Elizabeth is gone, Daniel, your words mean nothing," she laughed, stepping on his hand.

"Ahh!" Daniel winced, looking deep into her eyes. "Elizabeth...please....I know you're still in there...don't let her win."

"The more you talk, the deeper she goes into the abyss, so I'd advise you to shut your mouth," she huffed, glancing over at the floating sword. "So this is the famous archane sword, that kings and queens would use to make their people bow before them." The woman smiled, releasing her foot from Daniel's hand and approached the sword, "Oh, such beauty."

"Dammit, Elizabeth, fight her.....if you argh.....don't fight she'll destroy the entire Earth!"

"As I take this sword, I offer the soul of Elizabeth Dyer, the greatest witch, alchemist, and diviner of souls to ever exist!" The woman yelled, her eyes shining a bright purple as she grasped the sword tightly. "Grant me the powers of a God!"

"No!" Daniel shouted to the top of his lungs, wincing as he stood on his two feet, watching helplessly as Elizabeth's soul was taken. "You wrench!"

"Ah......my name isn't wrench you bumbling mortal.....my.name.is.Lilith!" She smirked, turning around to show her face that was covered in bright purple veins, and show that her eyes were the color of dark grapes.

Daniel watched from afar, his eyes widening at the sight of Elizabeth's former body being turned into a monster. "You won't win, Lilith....I'll make sure of it."

"And you won't ever exist again, Daniel." Lilith chuckled, waving her hand as she conjured a spell.

"Zyon tyron frayo, death is only the beginning," Daniel whispered as he closed his eyes, Lilith laughing as she threw the spell at him.

"Hey...hey buddy, you okay?" A distant voice ringed against Daniel's ears. "Hey!"

"What, huh?!" Daniel gasped, quickly jolting awake and saw a strange man in strange clothing.

"Oh, guess you're okay, well, here's a sandwich, you look hungry," the man smiled, handing him a sandwich, and then walked away with his phone.

Daniel watched in awe as the man walked away with a strange magical device, yet his eyes glanced at where he was, a place with lots of moving things and people. "Hey, excuse me, my good sir!" He called the man who gave him a sandwich.

"Listen, bro, I don't got any money, but I gave you the sandwich, so that should be enough."

"No, no, sir, what year is it and where am I?"

"Uh, it's 2024, and we're in New York City Times Square?" "Now if you'll excuse me." The man chuckled, continuing about his day.

Daniel leaned against the wall in his knightly armor, drawing attention to a few people because he seemed like a street performer. "Damn you, Lilith.......when I get out of this time period, I will kill you."

"Hey, are you okay? You're bleeding?" A kind woman asked.

Daniel slowly looked up at the woman, "No...please help me," he begged, finding her looking a bit like Elizabeth.

"It's okay, I got you!" She smiled, pulling out her phone and calling an ambulance.

"What's your name, my fair maiden?" He chuckled, giving her a quirky smile.

"Heh, my name's Elizabeth."

[clumsyviolet-rp]

Gently Cherry places a hand on CB's cheek momentarily glancing at the drawing. "Love I didn't go out for fun...And I want to say I'm sorry about my behavior earlier...I was the one wrong not you..."

Sighing he gently places a hand on auros as well. " The main reason I wanted to go alone in the first place is because it's hard to get you gifts when you're always down my back darling. But I took care of that and I'm back now....we just need to go back for the gift later ... Honestly I thought you would have seen the note I left on the calendar about our anniversary darling. You should know by now how important gift giving is in my Hyrule for occasions like this"

Seeing Emerald Ophelia actually squeals delighted. "uncle tin-can!!"

He'd started to compose himself after the glance from Emerald, but breaks into giggles at Ophelia's comment

Continuation with

@corruptedbluehero-link

Flirty watches with a light smile playing with his tail in his fingers

[starb3rry]

as one of my friends commented, "unbothered. in his lane. moisturized. whatever however it goes"

[jobean12-blog]

Pitching a Tent

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Word Count: 1,568

Summary: You and the team go on a camping trip together and you get stuck sharing a tent with Bucky. 

Author’s Note: This is for @aesthetical-bucky 1k challenge and the continuation of the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club drunk drabbles and the super fun prompt sent in below. For the challenge I had the prompt- enemies to friends/lovers: camping trip and you’re forced to share a tent with (Bucky) and then the smutty prompt- “are you wearing underwear?” Congratulations my beautiful love! Thank you all for reading and much love always! ❤❤❤

Warning: Fun teasing, flirting, fluffy fun, implied sexy times ;)

The tent pole pops out of the fabric and nearly takes your eye out. Letting go a string of curses you flail around in a huff. “Having some trouble, doll?” Bucky taunts, standing over you with a smirk. With a frustrated groan you stand, poking him in the chest. “Are you offering to help or just enjoying my suffering.” He picks up one of the poles and bops you on the head, “nope, definitely not gonna help,” and walks off with a laugh.

You grit your teeth, ready to stab him with the pointy end but Clint’s boots block your way. “Hey kid, need some help.” Looking up you frown, but it quickly turns into a smile when he gives you his own goofy grin. “That would be great thanks! Bucky basically came over here to make fun of me then left.”

Clint’s grin only grew, his eyes twinkling with something you can’t quite place. “What?” you ask, watching as he starts picking up the pieces of the tent. “Nothing. You two are oblivious is all. Hand me that pole, please.” You hand it over with a raised brow, blowing out a raspberry before saying, “if by oblivious you mean he’s an asshole then yea.”

With a shake of his head Clint continues building the tent, doing it far more quickly and efficiently than you ever could. “Wow,” you say, standing back and looking over the perfectly balanced tent. “Thanks, Clint! At least someone was nice enough to help me!” You shout the last words in Bucky’s direction, his head swinging your way. “Well it’s a good thing. You would have never been able to do it yourself.”

Clint can no longer contain his laughter as it rings out over the campground. “Oh man, so funny,” he mutters as he walks away. You narrow your eyes at Bucky, sticking out your tongue. He waggles his eyebrows suggestively and does the same back, your face scrunching up in shock. “UGH!” you say, not noticing when Steve leans over in Clint’s ear, whispering something that makes them both grin deviously.

The rest of the day goes by peacefully and you enjoy the beautiful sights and sounds of the woods. You manage to avoid Bucky for most of it. After dinner you head down to the lake to cool off with a swim. Ridding yourself of your clothes you walk into the refreshing water wearing only your underwear and bra, sighing at how good it feels.

You’re so caught up in the relaxation of your surroundings that you don’t hear Bucky quietly enter the water. It isn’t until he has his hands at your sides, tickling you and effectively scaring the life out of you that you know anyone is there. You scream loud enough to draw over Nat and Clint, the two of them going from terrified to annoyed. “I’m gonna drown the both of you if you don’t cut this shit out!” Nat yells over the water then stomps off, Clint hot on her heels.

“Nat’s not gonna be able to drown you because I’m gonna do it first,” you shout, trying your best to push Bucky under the water. It’s no use of course as he laughs and easily holds you back. “Nice try doll, but you might want to work on your take down a bit.” With that he dunks you one more time and strides out of the lake. You seethe, watching as the water drips down over his neck and chest. You don’t know if you’re angrier at the fact that he managed to scare you or that you’re staring because he looks so damn delicious.

Darkness finally descends on the campground and you and the rest of the team are huddled around the campfire, roasting marshmallows while Tony complains. “You should have let me buy a camper. Then we could have done this and gone to bed in style.” Steve throws a marshmallow at his head, tsking as he says, “that defeats the purpose Tony!” You laugh while trying to unstick your fingers from the marshmallow on your smore, finally deciding to just lick it off. You feel someone staring and look up to see Bucky’s eyes on you. His jaw is clenched, and he looks almost angry, so you just chalk it up to him being his usual jerky self. Throwing him a smirk you lick your lips.

It’s after midnight when everyone finally shuffles off to their tents. Nat and Clint, Tony and Pepper, Steve and Sam and then you and Bucky are left glaring at each other. “Oh, hell no, Barnes, you can sleep outside,” you say, going into the only empty tent left and starting to zip it closed. He barges through, “no way y/n. Looks like you’re stuck with me.”

You look down at the sleeping bag and although it’s giant there is only one. “Then you have to sleep outside the sleeping bag!” You stomp your foot with authority, and he laughs. “We’ll see about that.” Huffing and puffing you get yourself ready for bed, all the while very aware of Bucky’s closeness.

Once you’re under the cover and comfortable you sneak a glance his way just as he’s taking off his shirt. He starts to take off his pants and you screech, “what are you doing Barnes?” Giving you a cocky smile, he replies, “what does it look like, baby, getting ready for bed.” His pants are off in a second and he’s now standing in his boxer briefs.

You swallow hard and try to look away but can’t seem to bring yourself to. He lays down next to you, above the covers as promised and grabs his book. “Sleep tight, doll.” You mumble goodnight and turn over with a sigh. You’re not sure how much time passes before you start shivering but you can’t seem to stop.

“Are you cold, y/n?” You were hoping he was asleep already. “No, I’m fine,” you lie, curling into yourself. The next thing you know he’s getting into the sleeping bag and pulling you into his chest. At first you protest, pushing away from him with a grunt. “No thanks, Buck.” He doesn’t listen, tightening his hold on you and whispering into your neck, “don’t fight me, doll. You can’t freeze all night. Your feet are like ice.”

Giving in you go limp in his arms, finding it hard to fall asleep now that his warm body is so close to yours. You wiggle around to get comfortable and you hear his breath hitch, the low rumble of a growl vibrating through his chest. Ignoring him you cuddle closer, the feel of his hardness against your ass making you stifle a moan. You finally relax, the comfort of his strong body lulling you into a peaceful sleep.

When you wake up the next morning, Bucky’s arms are still curled around you and your legs are tangled together. “Morning baby,” he murmurs, stretching his arms. You do the same, your oversized shirt riding up above your bum. Bucky immediately stills, his thigh brushing against your bare skin. “Are you wearing underwear?”

His question is barely audible over your heavy breathing, the air thick with tension as he runs his metal arm up your thigh. “Um. They were still wet last night after my swim in the lake, so I didn’t wear any to bed.” He rolls you over, caging you under him and between his arms. “Are you telling me you’ve been without underwear this whole time?”

You shake your head yes, unable to speak now that his thigh is nudging between your legs. “Fuck,” he growls before leaning down to kiss you. The very moment your lips brush to his you hear the zipper of your tent. Bucky jumps off you and throws the cover over your bodies. “Morning you two!” You hear Sam’s chipper voice before you see him poke his head into the tent. “Hurry and get up, Tony’s hungry and is already starting to yell about taking everyone out to eat. We have to get breakfast ready and we need all hands-on deck.”

He smiles, waiting for your reply. “Yea, yea, we’re coming Sam, get out!” Bucky throws a sock at his face which works better than expected as Sam wrinkles his nose in disgust and quickly leaves. “Fucking hell, he has the worst timing.” You giggle then blurt out, “but I thought you couldn’t stand me.” Bucky quickly moves back to you, taking you into his arms.

“Quite the opposite doll. I really like you a lot. It’s just easier for me to be a pain in your ass than actually tell you. I didn’t think you could ever feel the same way.” You straddle his waist, winding your arms around his neck. “Well, you’re wrong. I do like you. A lot.” His thumb brushes against your cheek and he leans in for another kiss only to be interrupted once again by Sam yelling outside your tent.

“Don’t make me come in there again! Hurry your asses up.” Bucky rests his forehead to yours and sighs, “I guess we have to go help with breakfast.” You tuck some hair behind his ear. “Yea, I guess,” you reply with a light laugh, then perk up, asking, “hey, so what are you doing later?” His grip on your waist tightens and he gives you a heated look. “You.”

@aesthetical-bucky @auro-ora @azurika-writes @book-dragon-13 @buckys-broody-muffin @bugsbucky @emilylyoness @eurynome827 @imgaril-lindru @ikaris-whore @itsunclebucky @jhangelface0523 @jewels2876 @kaosera @loricameback @littledarlinhavefaithinme @littleredstarfish @mushyjellybeans @marvelgirl7 @marvelandotherfandomimagines @nano--raptor @randomfandompenguin @scarletsoldierrr @sallycanwait68 @the-wayward-robot​ @softpeachbarnes​ @yansi1923​ @hiddles-rose​ @hawksmagnolia​ @hailmary-yramliah​

[doxiedreg]

Me: Okay brain, let's work on this new ref for rechor and not start working on something random again to avoid it like last time Brain: Okay but what if instead of working on this ref I am going to draw/work on a bunch of other refs :)c Me: don't you da- My brain:

Me: ... I swear to god wasn't that like much more work than finishing this one ref for rechor? My brain: But character (re)design brainworms too strong. Need to do lots of things at the same time ANyway so yeah. Have a fun sneakpeak of wips my tumblr friends and followers. From top to bottom we have: Rechor ref 3.0 because his current one is from 2020 and I hate it, it's such a cluttered mess. Moonshine gang that I started around 7 pm and finished at 12 am because brain crazy. I need more gangs for Auro city so I can actually like depict and explore thorn's relationships with the gangs he rules over. This gang is on pretty good terms with thorn. The only other gang i have right now is the hydra gang who acts like they are trustworthy and on very good terms with thorn but in reality the hydra patriarch hates thorn and is secretly conspiring against him. Oh and there is the biker gang who are anarchists and kill the rich and such but they don't really interact with thorn in his crime boss persona because they don't really do big scheme crimes. Mostly petty crimes, vandalism and causing general trouble and being contrarian. So yeah, need to make more gangs and probably design more characters. (moonshine gang is all characters i have adopted in the past except for dolf who is an old adopt i made but decided to keep) Next we have vampire demon lord thorn AU. There is this comic I follow on instagram called beltoria and it really inspired me to make a vampire au version of thorn. This thorn is very much not dad shaped and much more hostile and bitter than canon thorn. it's almost 1 am so i cant really articulate how more messed up he is but yeah there is a lot of angst in this au.

Next there is Rechor's basilisk form! (with bonus ollie who belongs to @blaigoo for shits and giggles because they are friends and blaigoo mentioned ollie would want to ride rechor's basilisk form if she were to see it lmao) this one im not too mad about my brain for working on it as it's the second part of rechor's ref. Rechor's snake form is about the size of a titanoboa so yeah, big cobra boy. He doesn't use this form super often though, he prefers having arms and legs. And finally we have a ref of grin! He has gone through a lot of changes personality wise since his first conception back on colors!3D. When I first made him he was an edgy demon dragon that was insane and highly aggressive and laughed maniacally and all that crap. But now he is just an innocent lil guy who happens to have gone through a lot of trauma and only killed people in the past when escaping his prison and defending his later adoptive brother from suffering the same fate as him. He still has traumatic episodes but more often than not he is more of a danger to himself than to others when in this state. It takes specific triggers (medical environments, seeing and/or smelling scientists/doctors, labratories, needles, feeling like he is in danger of dying or suffering immense pain) to make him go into a demon frenzy aka murder mode but soon after being removed from the triggering environment and being given a calm and safe place to cool down he will return to normal all be it very tired and upset. Grin does not enjoy hurting or killing people, he much rather would draw crayon drawings of his friends and family or having stories read to him or playing with plush and squeaky toys. Because he was kidnapped as a small child and placed in isolation before getting horrible experiments done on him, he is mentally still a small kid, even if he is a young adult physically. His adoptive brother thorn and beck treat him with a lot of love and patience and care, making sure he is comfortable and feels safe and happy.

[burning-fcols]

「 ☆ 」 Ever since they were kids, Anthony would joke about how if he wasn't in the ❛ family business ❜ he should try his hand at being an actor. There's a certain amount of showmanship that goes into what he does; a degree of falsity when in public and bluffing when in private. Not to mention the extra layers of deception that Anthony has to partake in by merit of who he is and the company he keeps. Besides, even if he wasn't being playful about it ( for fear of Bo thinking lesser of him for having such outrageous dreams ) , the mafioso must admit... there's a certain draw to the world of Pictures that he's always felt.

Attention, appreciation, adrenaline from shedding his skin and stepping into whatever role is required of him... but in a way he could take PRIDE in rather than view as a necessary evil for survival. He KNOWS he'd do well too. He can feel it in the very core of who he is. Especially with the rise of ❛ Talkies ❜ adding an extra layer of audio allure to the big screen. Anthony can offer far more than his looks, after all. Performing on stage in the casino has proven that much. It's nothing but fantasies of course, no different than the impossibility that is running away with Bo.

Still, flashing Bo a confident smirk as he's given his ❛ cue ❜ , he can't help the shudder of excitement rushing through him. This was going to be FUN.

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Needless to say, convincing Bo's boss that he was not only sick but ill enough to warrant leaving early was child's play. Not even breaking a sweat as he put on the performance of a lifetime, Anthony looked proud as a peacock when they exited the casino. An auro of self-satisfaction that hadn't waned even as they arrived at Bo's place; a nice change from the utter devastation that had been shrouding the smaller man earlier. Walking in as if he owns the place— with how comfortable he feels here compared to his ❛ home ❜ , he may as well —Anthony starts peeling off his suit within moments of the door closing behind them.

Unabashedly tossing his clothes onto the floor, left in only his underwear, Anthony rummages through Bo's clothes. He could use any of the outfits left at his boyfriend's place— Anthony keeping a stash of options for comfort ( instead of the usual stuffy suit ) , more private moments with Bo, or even ❛ Angel's ❜ needs ( for when he doesn't have the opportunity to get dolled up in his sister's clothes before leaving his home ) —but instead, he picks out one of the bartender's shirts. A personal favorite of Anthony's, it soon engulfs his lithe form. He sucks in a deep calming breath, before exhaling with a softly sighed, ❝ Fuck, I love it here... ❞ 「 ☆ 」

A roll of his eyes as a much larger hand came up to hold the one tiptoeing along his chest, a kiss being placed onto pale knuckles before their forehead met. Bo didn't say anything, didn't need to, Anthony already knowing him to be a man of action more than words. He could never convey aloud the love he had for his partner, but his eyes could as they locked with those mismatched hues he so loved.

Leaning back to his full height now, Bo plucked a pair of sunglasses from Anthony's fluffy head and set them over his own eyes, the colorful hearts looking so very out of place among his dark and brooding exterior. It was something he would never be caught dead in, it only speaking to how 'shitty' he must feel if he 'let' Anthony put them on him to help with his nonexistent headache. Ruffling up his hair from it's neat coif atop his head, the final touches were set into place with a loosened tie and a few buttons being undone from the top of his shirt, the fabric now ruffled as if all done in a haste. "Alright, baby: Action." If Anthony couldn't convince his boss that Bo was sick, no one could.

[marvelgirl7]

What She Wants

Back To School Week and today is my favorite boy Bucky hehe this was written for the @the-ss-horniest-book-club​​ and inspired by the lovely mood board @book-dragon-13​ made for me :D :D 

Warnings: SMUT, Professor X Student, Kinks, classroom sex, 18+ Only! Age Gap, Dirty Talk, 

Parings: Bucky X Renee

“Miss Stark, can you stay after class please?” Bucky says tapping her desk as Renee nods and smiles at him.

As class ended and the last student left Renee smiles as she approaches Bucky’s desk. He looks up at her those steel-blue eyes staring into her soul.

“Your drawings are remarkable, so remarkable I sent one of them to Professor Romanoff over in London. If she likes it then there’s a chance your drawing may get put up into a gallery and you’d have to go to London and all that fun stuff.”

Renee squeals and rushes over and hugs Bucky tight not even thinking she looks at him and leans in kissing him ever so sweetly.

“Renee... We can’t we said not again.” She looks at him batting her eyes.

“You said I never agreed.” Bucky sighs as he cups her cheeks.

“Your 22 and I’m 35... Plus your brother is the dean if he...” Renee hushes him as she straddles him.

“What my brother doesn’t know can’t hurt him.” She winks as Bucky groans feeling Renee unzip his pants he closes his eyes at the feel of her hands on his hardened cock.

“I just can’t say no to you.” He smirks as Renee frees his cock she licks her lips as she wraps her lips around it. Bucky moans as Renee takes him deep in her mouth her tongue swirling around his tip as she licks the precum off. 

Bucky tangles his fingers in her hair as he thrusts up in her mouth. Renee bobs her mouth up and down as Bucky yanks her hair.

“Fuck those little lips around my cock.” He thrusts a few more times and pulls out as he grabs her hips.

“As much as I love your mouth wrapped around my cock I love being buried in that pussy more.” Renee gasps as Bucky lays her on his desk and quickly removes her skirt and quickly thrusts into her. 

“Fuck always so tight for me.” Renee lets out a cry as Bucky ruts into her.

“Could you imagine your brother walking in? I’d lose my job.” Renee cries out as Bucky smirks nipping Renee’s neck.

“What would your brother say if he saw his little sister legs wrapped around my cock?” Renee cries out as she cums undone around Bucky’s cock. Bucky smirks he loves watching her come undone around his cock. He leans down and kisses her deeply.

“I do hope your artwork is picked because London with you will be beautiful.” He whispers as he strokes her face. 

Renee chuckles as she leans into his touch staring in his eyes. She knew this was a very dangerous game, with Tony being the dean and all but she couldn’t help it. 

As Tony always said a Stark gets what they want and well... She wants her Professor. 

Tags!! 

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[chromarrays]

⭐🌈2000 FOLLOWERS CONTEST!!!🌈⭐

Hello y’all! I know I have abandoned Tumblr for a while. Not gonna lie, life has been a stressing thing lately and it won’t stop in the future, it’ll just get worst. Last week I almost felt like giving up at art forever, but I just realized that art is an important thing for me and that I have followers and other Tumblr users who love and appreciate my art and support me with everything. 

With this said, here’s the contest I’ve been planning!!!

Important info:

The contest is open from now until July 23rd MOVED TO AUGUST 1ST at 11:59 pm (GMT -3), so you have like a month and a half to publish your entry.

There will be 3 winners, may add more if I reach +2500 followers before the contest ends. The winners will be selected with the help of non-involved people, and is free of favoritism.

Only one entry per person.

Tag your entry as #chromarrays2000contest, no space in-between. Also tag me, it’s better for me to see it if you do both.

Not really a rule, but if you’re not following me already, go ahead and do it, it’s free ;)

If you have any doubts about the rules described below, message me, there’s no prob, Bob!

So what is this about?:

This contest is about ship dynamics. 

You have to create two or three original characters (you can’t reuse an old design, sorry), one being part of the Apatite Group. The main gems in the group are Apatite, Mimetite, Pyromorphite and Vanadinite, tho if you want to work on another kind of apatite, or any gem that falls in the real Apatite Group, you’re allowed to.

Make a description of their dynamic. It is important to describe how the characters are and how do they interact with each other. That’s quite the whole point of this, right? The dynamic can be whatever you want, as you can see n the example links I put below!

Characters have no alignment restriction. Both can be Homeworld gems, both can be Crystal Gems, there can be one and one and they don’t even need to be aligned.

Apatite character can’t be a fusion, and there can’t be more than one. Just that, no fusion. Not two Apatites fused or two other gems forming an Apatite.

Non-Apatite characters can’t be more than two. These 2 characters can be fused, but there can’t be more than 3 non-fused gems in the whole group.

Non-Apatite characters can be canon or a gemsona. Remember! You can’t reuse a design, but that doesn’t mean you can’t use the same kind of gem...

Apatites (Group i.g.) are allowed to be Off-Colored. There’s no restriction about their physical forms, unless they are “well made” (in pre-Era 3 terms, of course), and there’s also no restriction on their outfits (neither on the Non-Apatite’s). Here’re 4 pairs as an example:

In the first example, we have an Aquamarine and a Mimetite, both “well made” HW gems; 

In the second example, the Apatite presented is overcooked, and both are HW gems; 

The third example is my character, Pyro, who’s an off-color, and Golden Labradorite, who’s also an off-color, and both are CGs; 

And in the last example, we have Wavy, who’s unaligned, and Eye-Bismuth, who’s a CG.

Here are some great examples of dynamics you can use! You can look for other ones, of course:

@mud-muffin‘s Chart

@shadow-panther‘s Chart

@princess-triton‘s Chart

@leecheedoodles‘s Chart

@auro-cyanide‘s Chart

What do I get if I win????

1st place - Drawing of the designs + fusion of the characters + 1 (really well done) drawing of your selection.

2nd place - Drawing of the designs + 1 drawing of your selection.

3rd place - Drawing of the designs + 1 sketch of your selection.

So, have fun my friends and buddies! Hope you have a great time and I can’t wait to see your wonderful ideas!

[nightbloomnest]

Headcanon Dump from Twitter

I stopped reblogging prompts here for several reasons. However, I sometimes put headcanons up on twitter due to how the prompts are done there since all people need to do is put a like instead of being forced to leave an ask. Less pressure I’d like to believe.

Svan used to have long hair as a child due to being unable to maintain it with her low upbringing. When she was old enough she kept her hair short to not remind herself of her worst life. The fact her hair is a lot longer now is a sign she has grown out of that habit.

As stated so many times Svan has a gift where she can communicate with crows. She has actually tried to test this out with other creatures. To her sadness, chocobos did not make the list, but other corvids can understand her enough. 

She shares characteristics and habits of bird behavior. Ever seen an alert bird move its head around? She does that. Even a brisk pace almost looks like a bird hopping about. Some even say that her hair becomes fluffier when she's angry. 

Think of the Mesmers from Guild Wars 2. If you're unfamiliar: Imagine the majority of the healing spells and DNC abilities. Now change those effect colors to a mix of purples, white, and black add butterfly/fairy effects. Those are Svan's personal magical affects. 

If her family wasn't murdered and she grew up as a noble, she would have been an artist and ballet dancer with a much better grasp of her gift compared to her slowburn development in mainverse. She would definitely be a lot more shy, but still maintains that fiery soul. -- A ("no one cares Auro") tidbit: I like to think that she might get along with a young Zephirin. Hell maybe even with Grinnaux and/or Paulecrain. Overall despite her feminity she basically would have been "one of the guys" until they left for the Ward. Or something.

Svan prefers black clothes as she felt more crow-like and less likely to stand out, but she has leaned towards lighter tones. Thanks to a brightly colored miqo'te friend(Sho), she has begun to have more confidence in her appearance, though black will remain her favorite color. 

If I was forced to say what was Svan's preference in a person. She would like guys who are honest and capable of holding a conversation. Basically don't fake it and you'll be fine.

Following me long enough you'd see I like to draw/screenshot Svan with flower accessories if it isn't black goth stuff. She has three flower symbols regarding her: 

Lavender: The namesake of her tumblr and the best representation of her. A flower known for its calming and healing properties. It can symbolize: Tranquility, Devotion, and Caution.

Red Rose: Since her debut this was the flower that she wore in her hair, but I didn't think too much about it despite knowing that it's one of the "Love" Flowers. But considering how motherly/sisterly she'd become while winning over the hearts of certain interactions...

White Lily: #2 flower symbol after Lavender. The symbol of purity and virginity, also associated as death (restored innocence of the departed) which is the perfect flower for this woman who is friends with a murder of crows and overall a good bean.

[uncannycookie]

1, 14, 28 and 43 :3

HALLELUJAH more OC rambling! :D Beware, these ones get pretty wordy^^

1. Your first OC ever

Answered here

14. Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory

… no one’s gonna be surprised to hear that I don’t really have any OCs with a happy backstory, huh? Though, honestly, there aren’t that many with a downright tragic one either.

Well, Emri is practically my main OC, so it seems right to go into more detail about him.

This is the basic premise: All children are raised by the priesthood and assigned points of potential worth for society. Emri is assigned zero points.

Usually he’d be killed off, but he works hard to keep proving his worth to everyone. His entire childhood is spent studying his ass off, because intelligence is especially valued in this society and he’d literally die if he got anything less than an 80% score on anything. There is exactly one priest who actually wants to help him, but she does so in, uh, a very questionable manner.

Namely, whenever she’s worried the higher-ups might start sending assassins after him at night, she spikes his drinks with a drug that keeps him awake for multiple days and alert enough to fend off any attackers. Emri just thinks his sleep schedule is naturally messed up.

So it’s a nice surprise for him when, after the kill order on him actually gets signed off on and he’s on the run at age 12, he also suddenly has to deal with withdrawal on top of everything else. He is a high functioning addict for most of his life, basically.

His best bet of survival is to join the plague doctors, who are an independent organisation outside the priesthood’s jurisdiction. Of course that’s not exactly fun for him either, because the doctors are very much their own private microcosm of power struggles and deadly infighting and he still counts as the lowest of the low among them with his zero points.

Also, there is a plague. Lots of death and suffering.

But, yeah, that’s his backstory. I am a nice person and I treat my children well.

28. Your most dangerous OC

Emri is very, very powerful with his magic - but he mostly uses it for peaceful de-escalation and only few people would actually need to seriously fear him.

So… the most dangerous one is actually Ysp. His magic isn’t half as powerful as Emri’s, but he is so much more scary in his way of using it.

Ysp knows fire magic and nothing else. He was never taught how to use it properly so it goes haywire any time he gets stressed out.

The first time a bunch of people died in a fire he caused, he was still pretty young. Because of circumstances, people thought him causing that fire was due to divine intervention, so lil’ Ysp went right ahead and adopted the mindset of If the Gods want me to burn shit down, Imma fuckin burn shit down alright.

So, yeah, he’s a loose cannon. He’s not evil, mind you, he doesn’t go out in search of people to kill or anything, but he pays zero mind to collateral damage.

Basically what I’m saying is, do not mess with Ysp, do not mess with Ysp’s friends, do not under any circumstances mess with Ysp’s pet monkey. You’re going to burn. You and everything around you in a ten mile radius.

43. Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? It’s time to confess

I do T-T

Generally speaking, I tend to make my characters very smart, or at least exceptionally gifted in one area or another, to the point of making them overpowered. One reason I kept reworking Emri’s character was because I made him way too perfect at the start, he could literally do anything and - okay yeah I admit it he was a Gary Stu. There, I’m crying, are you happy now.

I’m improving in that area though. I still like characters that are really good at something, but I don’t forget about their flaws anymore.

But. And this is a big one. I still struggle with female characters. This is my greatest shame.

Needless to say, I write fantasy. I write about magic and elves and dragons and all that good shit. Only problem is, the works of that genre that inspired me as a kid really didn’t have that many female characters. So I kinda fell into this habit where every new character I create is male by default, and it’s terrible and I’m trying so hard to get rid of it. Took me forever to even notice I was doing that.

I’m now at that point where, every once in a while, I will stop and look at a bunch of characters, and I’ll ask myself “do they need to be male? Does that influence the story in any way?” And if the answer is no, there’s a good chance I’ll rewrite half of them as female.

So… I’m getting there, I guess. Slowly, but there’s progress. Please don’t judge me T-T

[swellio]

Hi & congrats on 200 followers! - I'd love to hear about the inspiration behind your fantasy wip and how you came up with it, if you'd like to tell! ^^

thank you! i’ve mostly written realistic fiction in the past with a dash of historical fiction, so i really wanted to try some new.

i knew i wanted it to do something with magic or something, but i wanted to stay original, so i took inspiration from other series and gave it my own twist!

specifically for Auros’ power (drawing on self negativity) i wanted to show people that you can take your mistakes and bad experience and become stronger from them :)