#late pfft

[petrichorium]

"was wondering where you slipped off to."

a month ago, you think, the sound of a man's voice in your kitchen well past midnight would have given you a heart attack. instead, much to your chagrin, shanks' low rasp—heavy with sleep—only has warmth curling in your chest. you purse your lips.

"’s my home. where would i go?"

shanks presses up against your back. only half an hour ago he’d done the same, tucked beneath the covers of your bed and curled around you so tightly it’d been a challenge to pry yourself free and slip away. you’d thrown on his shirt—plucked it from a corner of your room, a puddle of sea-softened cotton, not bothering to button it any further than you’d found it. he pinches at the sleeve and tugs it down, dragging the fabric down over your arm until it settles, buttoned opening only just covering the swell of your breast.

he’s gentle, touch slight as he brushes the knuckle of his index finger up your bicep. his lips are equally soft when he kisses at your shoulder. his hand finds your stomach, pressing into you, pressing you back into him, then sliding over and settling at the crook of your waist.

that mouth trails over your newly bared skin, up the slope of your collar to unabashedly bury his face into your neck and inhale, deep and slow.

"mm." the noise he lets out is something between a grunt and a sigh, low and rumbling against you. "dunno. you always find somewhere to hide away. what're you making? better be good, for my troubles."

"cookies," you say absent-mindedly, eyes trained on the orange glow of the stovetop light before you where two large brown cookies, still on their baking sheet, are cooling. then you blink. "your troubles?"

"woke up to an empty bed," he bemoans, "had to come down so many flights—"

"three. you think i don't know how tall my lighthouse is?"

"so energetic in the middle of the night. where do you even find the energy?"

you tut, reaching up with your hand to lace your fingers in his hair. almost immediately he turns his face into your palm, pressing a kiss there and rushing to leave more on the pads of your fingers, nuzzling his nose against the soft skin of your inner wrist.

"same place you find the energy to complain, i suppose." your thumb twitches as he nips at the base. "i could kick you out, you know."

"how cruel." his hold around you tightens. "you know my back hurts when i sleep on your stoop."

your head snaps to the side, determined to hide the way your face burns at that straightforward confession. luckily shanks seems preoccupied continuing to kiss at that hand, and a second later the oven timer beeps, drawing the attention of both of you.

"looks good," he says, loosening his grip just enough to let you reach out for one of the cookies, now cool enough to pry from the baking sheet.

"does roux ever bake?"

shanks lets out a bark of laughter. "roux's more of a hearty stew kinda guy."

"ah. 'course." your words are mumbled, spoken through the gooey mass of molten chocolate you've just bitten into. still warm, the cookie begins to fall apart almost immediately, collapsing between your fingers—shanks leans in to catch the greater part of the mess with his tongue, laving it over your palm and then up the length of your fingers for any remaining trace of chocolate, careful to press the roughness of his scruffy cheek along your shoulder with each movement. it draws gooseflesh there, sends a shiver down your spine that pools warmly at the base of your stomach.

"i made two for a reason, you know." in the dark quiet of your kitchen at this hour, you keep your voice low, barely more than a whisper.

"mm." his hum is more chipper this time, muffled around your finger as he slowly draws back. "we can split that one too if you'd like."

but his arm tightens around you once more, and he drags his nose along the length of your neck, lips brushing over the skin. when he reaches the base he pauses, pressing a kiss there—then another to the side, and another, lingering and meticulous as he crosses your nape.

"or," he starts, as if breathing a secret, "we could go back to bed."

"sounds like you've made up your mind."

"come back to bed with me. you need rest."

your lips twitch, all too aware that his plans hardly involve rest—yet still you nod. "fine."

and as soon as the word falls from your lips he has you slung over his shoulder, already on his way towards the stairwell. you catch one final glance at the lonely leftover cookie; in the morning it'll be hard, cold, and far too much to eat alone, but shanks has the right idea, you suppose.

you'd much rather spend the rest of the night tangled in the sheets with him.

[gothearts]

Sorry for vanishing, I've been more active on tiktok as of late.

Anyways, here's a few designs for my au I mentioned a while back.

[mollisquama]

June of Jade - Day 2

Prompt: Faust

"An interesting test subject. It almost seems as if he is studying me as well."

(full Shrimp Lu design below)

This one is more of a simple doodle, apologies for that pfft.

Anyways lil lu is based off of a mantis shrimp!

(that is in comparison to Faust's finger)

A few interesting facts about shrimp:

Shrimp are decapods which means that they have 10 legs! (Not pictured, but Hong Lu also has a small set of arms at the base of his neck more like a necklace)

Shrimp have appendages on their tail called swimmeretes. Aka: pleopods! They help with swimming control and also assist in brooding eggs. I personally think of them as swimming legs, but there seems to be a debate on whether pleopods can be considered legs cuz they don't actually specialize in walking.

Mantis Shrimp can see more colors than the average human.

What is most commonly known about mantis shrimp is that they lack a very powerful punch! Enough to break aquariums in some cases!

(also, it's probably starting to become evident that Soda is my favorite Hong Lu ego pfft. I like shrimp.)

Anyways, I think Hong Lu and Faust have an interesting relationship due to their status as seat buddies. The trio of Hong Lu, Ryoshu, and Faust is one I study under a microscope cuz omg look at them

It's just the yapper with these two poor introverted ladies. I seriously want to see more interactions between these three.

[dangerliesbeforeyou]

LOOOOOOOOOOK what the incredible @wintersoulwitch sent me the other day i've been freaking out every second since ahhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

had an absolute blast reading through the programme (which is amazinggg btw loved all the lil references and the interview w/ the lads is so lovely!) & did a whole dramatic reading of a house divided to myself yesterday (giggling through most of it pfft... i am kinda sad we never got it in the show cos the concept is rly cool, but also we got the stakeout instead so u know what, can't complain lol)

i honestly can't thank u enough percy <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 you are the sweetest person alive istg

[sephirajo]

[sketchehm]

I love being a grown ass adult with money :3

[elderwisp]

Songs Stuck in my Head ♫⋆˙⟡

tagged by @flovoid ! belated but better late then never (֊⎚-⎚)-✧

i tag: @honeysylvan @eclesthetic @allfrogsmatter

[cyellolemon]

What a man fr..

1st one inspired by a base and 2nd one is a redraw of the illust of the song About me (papiyon)

[naenaex0xx]

I keep missing my mooties posts. -999999 moot points I'm going down to F tier mutual rank 😔

[0perfectimperfections0]

Oh my gosh, wait-

But a Lion King AU for UglyDolls where, when Ox is casted out of Perfection, he becomes isolated and ends up being the villain of the story-

The Uglies basically become his loyal "hyenas" without them realizing that Ox is going to manipulate them in order to bring Lou down from power-

"Long live the king-" while letting go of his hand into the recycle-

Maybe not those exact words, but you get the idea.

Gah- I need to go to bed

[qoldenskies]

have u ever considered making a discord or tumblr community for your works?

at this point my actual main is kind of an open secret because ive revealed it before and am now posting art here (x if you want to see my oc content, not much of anything interesting there at the moment though) but still its a boundary i fear crossing because i am trying to keep the two semi-separate at least at the moment,,,, plus pretty much every time i have made or been in a discord community something has gone wrong because its given people the space to be real harsh and parasocial, sometimes people way younger than me, and bghfhgh i have SO MANY horror stories lmaooooo im nervous

and i know nothing about tumblr communities lolol. but if someone else wants to make one for any of my work, i'll def check it out!

[mollisquama]

June of Jade - Day 4

Prompt: Ryōshū

"Woow, I guess we are quite the productive cleanup crew after all~!"

The absolutely tragic thing is that I have been working on a little animation of Hong Lu and Ryōshū for the past few days just for today's thing. I realized while working on it that I def will not be able to make today's deadline and proceeded to doodle this up as quick as possible pfft.

Just know I made a random limbus company au where instead of Dante giving Sinners IDs, instead Dante has to fuse sinners before going into fights. (Steven Universe style I guess?? That wasn't the original idea but not that I'm writing it I'm realizing how the concept is similar.) And I had a lil character sheet and I was gonna make a little animatic thing of them fusing cuz I thought a fusion would be weird on a day that is meant to honor both of them. Anyways if other people have random Sinner fusion ideas I'd love to hear them.

Also, unrelated to the previous ramble, why are the WCorp designs so complicated. They have. So many little random pocket bags n stuff for no reason. What are they putting in pockets that small? Cigarettes??

[sysig]

You’re new to the Princess-Rescuing business, aren’t you? (P1 | P2 | P3) (Patreon)

[not-xpr-art]

cas baby <3

(09/2023)

a messy/experimental sketch i did last year... let's pretend i posted this on cas day lol

[nikoisme]

Why is english not englishing

[rudnitskaia]

Happy Valentine's Day! 💖

For me true love is about unquestioned trust. About feeling yourself perfectly safe and calmly confident. About feeling like at home wherever you are. About feeling yourself welcomed and understood.

And when I imagine Rocky together with Mau, it's exactly what I imply. Are they perfect themselves? No. Both of them are far from it. But for each other — they're all they need. Despite life struggles, despite inner demons, despite lack of money and having a car as the only place to sleep, until they're together ��� everything will be fine.

If you read this, just know: such love exists. It's already in your heart. And sooner or later you'll inevitably find someone to share it with, and who'll share it with you in return. ✨💖✨

P.S.: I couldn't choose, so you can also find The Night Version of this art under the cut. ✨🌃🌙🌃✨