#look at himmm🥺 hes just baby

[ourlittleuluru]

How... How do I even put the things going on in my head into words 😭 I can't with the new trailer and and the eventttttt

I'm sorry I'm gonna be so annoying on main for a bit, am totally freaking out. Sorry for the long post ahead... and by long, i mean... LONG

That BGM in the trailer is pretty 🔥🔥🔥 Ngl, very phantom thieve-y

ALSO the 4 star?????

This looks so gorgeoussss???? The rain and blood and him covering his face when the mask is taken of?!?!

THE DUALITY OF HIM IN JUST THE 5 stars as well????

FROM SHY AND AWW VS ANGY AND POUTY???!

The new couple pose!!!

The chat bubble is so pretty toooooooo and the ultimate????

The moon and stars in the backgrounddddd

Just him teleporting around and with the halo like a moon behind him. I have no words

Overall, loving the aesthetics!!!

can't stop looking at this pouty baby 😭🥺💕

AHHHHH NO XAVIER BBY You're no idiot sandwichhhh ToT

Look at himmm he looks so sadddddd 😭😭😭

Finally, about MC

Her outfit. I have... mixed feelings? I love it but yet something feels just a tad little awkward to me?? But I still mostly like it either way ><;;;

Maybe it's the exposed collar bone area???

Same block animation but that same moon phase background QwQ

The new skill seems to be a gathering skill??? Which will help a lot ngl X'D;;; If not it's a plain AOE skill, WHICH IS STILL USEFUL because there's no pushback! TwT

okok i better end my ramblings here. This post is loooooong enough

[hyunjins-orange-slice-too]

I'm getting sleepy (actually I'm not, which is weird since I've been tired the whole day, but I just looked at the time and it's more reasonable to go to sleep now) so here are your Jisungie pictures!

Sleepy baby ♡

Hannie on stage is fire

It's giving stereotypical rich hot young CEO ✨

This is definitely not very cute but I just found this pic and I had to share it

HIS CHEEKS 🥺 and his boba eyes and hair I wanna hug him

The brightest smile <3

Good evening 🩵

it’s crazy to me that all of these pictures are of the same person. lol the DUALITY. he’s so so squishy and cute and cuddly and then BAM! there he is with his broad chest and his muscles. 🫠 and then back to squishy and cute lol

i love himmm

it is getting late for you! you should definitely get some sleep. 🙂‍↕️ we will talk more tomorrow! :)) 🩷

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

oh oh and sugu in formal clothing... i'm so nsjsbdjjdjsjd. like you mentioned comfort is definitely a priority for him! so nothing too fancy, maybe a pair of slacks that are. a little tight on the waist and the Ahem.. a thick (black) button down paired with a worn out leather belt... which feels So sugu to me in every way. AND OF COURSE THE TOP FEW BUTTONS ARE UNDONE

i feel so crazy the way i need him he's so effortlessly handsome and cool. imagine getting ready with him, brushing and tying his hair (he trusts your judgement more than his own! he'll let you handle his precious beautiful long hair because he trusts you soooo much :(() maybe he helps you put on perfume/cologne. and gives you a dozen too many kisses while he's at it I PROMISE IM SO NORMAL ABOUT GETO SUGURU!!!!!!!!!!!

and ending the day with him... tbh i always think suguru is the perfect person to end the day with or lay down or... he's just so comforting and calm and you can absolutely feel at peace just hearing him near you! i can totally see like... both of you passing out on the bed before changing or showering and just finding your way into each other's arms, because who can resist home?

gah sorry for yapping i'm kind of extremely tired from formal event myself... always has me thinking... what if.. what... Geto BUTi'm making myself sick. i've caught the suguru virus and i'm severely ill... the little mice in my brain.. cannot tell if they are happy or sad

from 🌖 anon! ^ ^

ANOTHER 🌖 ANON ASK HEHE it’s my lucky day <333333 THIS MADE ME SO INSANE BTW…

PHEWWWWWWW SUGU IN FORMAL CLOTHING be still my beating heart ……… YOUR DESCRIPTION MADE ME FEEL SO VERY ILLLLL THE TIGHT WAIST??? THE BELT????? COUPLE BUTTONS UNDONE??????? 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 you’re trying to kill me…. i KNOW you are…….. no bc you’re so objectively correct it’s crazy . he’s just. classy and comfortable. he doesn’t even need to Try.

he looks so fucking good in a suit it’s insane ……. LOOK AT HIMMM

sick sick man . he’s so pretty . :(((((

AND PLSSSSS THE WAY OUR BRAINS R SO LINKED 😭😭😭😭 me seeing this right after yapping abt how suguru trusts you w his hair in the last ask you sent …… real recognizes real 🫡🫡 NO BC THAT CONCEPT IS SOOO SICKENINGLY SWEET you’re making me yearn for him so hard yk… getting ready w him…… and him trusting your judgement 🥺🥺 honestly sugu strikes me as the kinda bf who’d wear something he didn’t really like just bc you picked it out for him. bc he only really cares about your judgement anyway!!!! might bully you a little but . he does so lovingly <333 and still wears it proudly <33333 bc his baby picked it out just for him……..

OKAY STOP we’re getting too close to me. melting through the floorboards 😭😭 WAHH he’s just such a sweetie…… AND HIM HELPING YOU PUT ON PERFUME/COLOGNE 🥺🥺🥺 he would kiss you so many times it’s crazy…. and i think he uses the opportunity as an excuse to sniff your neck LMAOO. he’s so sly. ”want me to check if it smells okay? :)” <- he just wants to bury his nose into your neck and inhale your scent,… but he can’t do it unless he has a Reason bc he doesn’t want to come off as weird. (satoru on the other hand has no shame and will sniff you randomly and incessantly <333 he just loves your natural scent sm. freak.)

AND THEN . ending the day w him 🥺🥺🥺 ohhhh 🌖 anon you know the way to my heart……… you really really do………… i agree completely :’3 he’s the perfect person to relax and unwind with. helps you shower or take off your makeup if you wear any…. lets you take care of him if you want bc he can’t say no to you and your soft hands…….. and then curling up next to you under the covers and tucking you into his chest. ”because who can resist home?” <- I GENUINELY CRIED I HOPE YOU’RE HAPPY :((((( this line reached through my screen and turned my heart into mush…….. who can resist home:(((((((( have you considered a career in poetry my sweet anon. bc i’d gladly read it. he’s your home!!! and you’re his!!!!!

sniffleeeee i feel so sappy today T_T i love him…. and i love you……. never apologize for yapping i love hearing you yap and forcing you to listen to me yap in return <33333 we’re making the sugu brainrot worse for each other aren’t we…… AND PLSS THE MICE IN YOUR BRAIN 😭😭 i hope they’re okay. mine definitely aren’t. terminally ill….. the only cure is suguru geto jjk….. sniffle……….

[musette22]

https://twitter.com/hourlyseb/status/1664703062559150088?t=D8JanSEYsFsmLgO_wSDMiw&s=19 his smile is so pure here🥺🥺🥺 he was shining that day ❤️❤️❤️

GOD, he’s stunning 🥺🥺 Just SO beautiful, he looks incredible, look at himmm 💖💖💖💖 A BABY!!!

[rattyshipss]

We went to check on the rats when we went to the pet store (Ever since Lacy we always check for any that need homes that aren't doing so well and it's just my favorite room in the whole place) and they said no but brought us back to look at something else and while we were back there we got to see where they kept the rats close up and the guy took out one of the baby rats to show me how little they were in this batch and I said "Awww it's a curly" and that immediately caught my mom's attention because she has a special thing for the curlies and she looked at him and fell in love like I did so now we have another curly little boy👀💖

Right before that I was telling my mom how I wanted to get another rat on Christmas but no where would be open and I thought about if they'd be open on Christmas eve and she said they were so I had a plan to get another rat on Christmas eve and give him a new home for Christmas but we stopped in and saw him and took him home today so now we're gonna have him AND another one on Christmas eve👀💖

I wanted to name the Christmas eve boy something related to Christmas and after we got this guy my mom started thinking up Christmas themed names and eventually we landed on Cupid and it couldn't fit him more😭💖 He's SO sweet and friendly already (The curlies are always so much more friendly and comfortable right off the bat I seriously don't know why😂💖) and he's absolutely adorable and teeny tiny and as of right now super super curly and fuzzy🥺💖 He's so tiny he's one of the ones I think may have gotten sent up too soon to be sold because he's so little and he reminds me of the newborn baby rats we had especially when he sleeps😭💖 When we got home I put him in my lap for a bit and he immediately found the warmest spot, my sleeve, and curled up and went to sleep and anytime I moved him he went right back and when we set him up in his cage (His own for right now since he's so small but he will be introduced to the older boys like Oreo and Chicken and that gang) we got to use one of our teeny tiny hides because it hasn't fit anybody until now and he immediately went in and curled up and has been in there almost the entire time he's been here😭💖 He just looks so peaceful and content like he's just happy to come home with us and have a nice warm fuzzy hide🥺💖 Since he's so little I keep wondering if it reminds him of his mom and siblings when he was warm in the next with them because he just seems so young😭💖

LOOK AT HIMMM😭💖

[mrsmelone]

Prosciutto/Melone X Reader: Worrisome Lovers

Note: MY FIRST PROSCIUTTO FIC, I love this man so much 🥺 I just wanna squeeze himmm, Anyways I dramatized this quite a bit 😭 but basically it's a REALLY bad panic attack, Also idc what y'all say Pros is a soft lover 🙂

5:49

….

6:00

….

Nothing.

You received nothing from Prosciutto and his phone kept going straight to voicemail, worrying you horribly. You remembered exactly what Prosciutto told you before he left. Hell, it was practically engraved in your mind, playing on repeat. It was like a carousel of madness, spinning around in your mind over and over as you try to make sense of his body language.

“I’ll be back home by 4:00, Tesoro, I promise I’ll be home before it. I promise.” Prosciutto whispered softly, his hands caressing the sides of your face. You couldn’t help but lean into his touch as tears streamed down your face. You were always scared when Melone and Prosciutto went on missions. You knew how ruthless it was in the mafia, any moment may be your last. Prosciutto moved his thumbs up to wipe your tears away, a sad expression on his face.

You cleared your throat shakily before you spoke, thinking over your words as best as you can “How do you know?... What-...What if they’re strong?..W-what if-..” You stutter out, starting to work yourself up and before you could finish your sentence you start sobbing. He was quick to shush you in a soft tone, looking down at you with a soft and understanding gaze. “Don’t think like that, sweet girl...I’ve done this hundreds of times...I promise I’ll be fine...but...no matter what happens I’ll come back to you..body or soul…” He whispers out, causing you to sob harder and hold onto his blazer tightly.

Looking back on the conversation you could tell how serious it was from how Prosciutto reacted to you wrinkling his blazer.

He didn’t.

That truly scared you. You knew how careful he is of the blazer, even with you.

You couldn’t help but start overthinking, immediately the worst thing that could happen came to your mind, making you start to hyperventilate.

Prosciutto’s death.

The more you thought, the more you got upset, and ended with you curling up on your shared bed, holding his pillow to your chest as you fight to breathe.

You heard quick footsteps travel up the stairs and someone practically pull the door off of its hinges. Slowly, you turn to go see who was at the door, it was Melone with a look of concern plastered all over his features. As quickly as you looked, you turned away, hiding your face from Melone. You hated when they saw you upset but part of you wanted them to see you this upset. You hated knowing that they felt bad for you but it made you feel so much better when they wrap their arms around you, pulling you into a sweet and warm embrace.

Seemingly out of nowhere, you feel arms wrap around your chest and the bed beside you dip from Melone’s weight. You kept looking forward, knowing you’d start crying if you saw his expression. Even though you couldn’t see his face, you just knew that he was frowning. It was silent for a little bit, Melone didn’t say anything and you didn’t either, you both just stayed in each other's embrace, cuddling up to each other for comfort and warmth.

After a few minutes of silence, Melone spoke up in a quiet and low tone, sadness prominent in his voice. “Sweet girl…why are you so upset…? What happened?” You took in a shaky breath and stayed quiet for a moment as you tried to conjure up a response, almost coming up emptyhanded.

Almost.

“...P-pros…H-he-...” You sob out, gasping for breath as you cry, holding onto Melone tighter. Your fingers dug into Melone’s shoulder painfully. If he felt it he never reacted to it, and he was quick to lean down, kissing you softly- which you reciprocated halfheartedly before pulling away and gazing down at you with soft eyes. “Baby…he’s all okay…let’s call him?” He suggests calmly before frowning when you break down into sobs yet again.

Holding up your phone, you turned it on with shaky fingers, clicking on his icon and calling him. Melone furrowed his eyebrows when it went to voicemail, causing you to put your phone down harshly- more harshly than you intended and curled up on the bed, your back turned to him.

Melone sat up and moved his hand to your shoulder, gently rubbing it as he moves to the edge of the bed “I’ll be right back hunny…I need to make a phone call…” he whispers before leaving the room. You just laid there, your shoulders shaking as you fought away more sobs, your chest hurting and eyes raw from how much crying you’ve done.

6:10 turned to 7:00

….

7:00 turned to 7:30

….

You hadn’t heard anything from Melone or Prosciutto and you didn’t have the energy or willpower to get up. You hadn’t moved an inch, fading in and out of unwanted sleep over and over. Slowly, between pauses of waking up over and over things started to change in your surroundings but you were too out of it to notice how things appeared in your peripherals, just to vanish the next time you woke up. It happened a few times over and over before you got used to this abnormality, thinking nothing of it.

You felt a hand on your shoulder, gently shaking you as they utter your name repeatedly, sounding like a prayer of just your name as they begged you to wake up, to look at them. In your state, you couldn’t comprehend what they were saying or realize that you got picked up and held to someone’s chest. You opened your eyes tiredly, trying to get them to adjust to the lights in the house as they walked, bouncing you with every movement slightly.

As your eyes got used to the light, everything started to come into view. A blonde figure was setting you down on a cold surface…You swore he was dead..You didn’t think he was still alive... You shook your head and brought your hands up to your eyes, rubbing them to try and wake up from this dream. The blonde man was talking, but you couldn’t tell what he was saying. All of his words were background noise and jumbled together incoherently.

His strange words started to get more familiar as time went on. He never left your side as he continued talking even when you didn’t respond. After some time, you finally started hearing semi-coherently. You could tell most of the words he was saying but not all of them. Some of his words were still jumbled up and confusing.

“Bedda…can you hear me?”

“Oh, hunny I’m so sorry…I’m home now...I’m okay..please say something…anything…”

“Please hunny…”

He repeated those phrases over and over, like a broken record forced to play on repeat. You tried to sit up, your eyes slowly starting to adjust.

You were in the bathtub with Prosciutto kneeling right beside you, brushing a strand of hair from your eyes. You squinted your eyes as you look around, seeing Melone in the doorway, leaning up against the frame with red, puffy eyes. You could tell he’s been crying.

When Melone spotted your eyes trained on him, he rushed to you, kneeling down beside you and leaning over the bathtub. Prosciutto is quick to hold onto your hand, making your eyes focus on him. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing. Prosciutto wasn’t?..dead?...

No..it’s just a dream…It has to be…

You were torn from overthinking when Prosciutto moves his hands to both sides of your face, making you look at him. He had a stern expression on his face as he looks you in the eyes. You swear you could see tears forming at the sides of his eyes but you may be wrong. But then again…

“Hunny look at me…I’m right here..I’m not dead..I’m so sorry I was away for so long but I promise I’m okay..there’s not a single scratch on me…I promise I’m okay…” Prosciutto whispers softly, his tone contradicting his stern gaze. You started to cry softly at this, mustering the strength to wrap your arms around Prosciutto and push yourself close to his chest, trying to calm yourself down as you press your head to his chest

Ba-dump…Ba-dump…Ba-dump…Ba-dump...

That was all you needed to confirm him to actually be alive. He was actually standing here with you. Alive. In one piece.

You felt another pair of arms wrap around your body, pinning you between two beating chests. Melone. The three of you never said anything, opting to bask in each other's presence. After a while you heard sniffling, causing you to start crying again along with them.

Nobody said anything, every one running their hands over each other lovingly to remind yourselves that you’re all okay. You all stayed like that before going to bed, cuddling with each other. This night felt different than when you all usually cuddle. This time, everyone is seeking comfort from one another from the stressful and intense day. As you all passed out in each other's embrace you swore you could hear both of your men whispering unintelligible things to each other as they tried to make sense of what each other was saying.

All though you went through the grieving process over your very much living boyfriend, this night reminded you just how much you love both of them. You wouldn’t have this any other way.

[inkykeiji]

Hotel anon here. I accidentally drank a little too much and started crying because I liked the way I'd styled my hair too much, and the shower was going to take the curls out. My boyfriend proceeded to try to comfort me and kept trying to hold my face and look me in the eyes, but I'm extremely uncomfortable with eye contact so my reaction was to keep looking away. My boyfriend was like "Baby why do you keep looking away? 🥺" and I'm still sobbing in that moment so I just wail out totally incoherently "Because I'm autistic, and it makes my eyes sad." And he just kind of stared at me for a moment before going "Well, I don't know what that means but let's try to get your contacts out okay, baby ❤?" in that pampering, infantilizing voice.

Basically, I'm living the dream

aw anon!!!!!!!!! how sweet of himmm omg 🥺🥺🥺 i love how gentle he was with you!!! <333 and i’m so glad ur having a good time!!! (´∀｀)♡

[kitten4sannie]

idk what it is about this song but it's so yunho coded and it's making me cry

OH, BABY, I AM A WRECK WHEN I'M WITHOUT YOU. I NEED YOU HERE TO STAY. I BROKE ALL MY BONES THAT DAY I FOUND YOU CRYING AT THE LAKE.

love, yuyu lover 🐑 anon

okay but that song’s really good ahh it made me cry too actually ;-; the line without a hook part makes me feel a lot of sad things… STOPP ITTT IT REALLY IS SO YUNHO CODED AND NOW IM GONNA CRY MOREEE 😭😭 also i just needed an excuse to share bunny yun but here he issssss:

look at himmm baby bun yunnnn 🥺

[withleeknow]

HI *a rogue 🍙 rolling out from her tumblr grave* I'VE MISSED YOU (totally my own doing) SO MUCH TO CATCH UP ON - did you put your red string in the microwave with magnets or something? jesus those album pulls are FIRE, onigiri-approved ✨️ i'm so so happy you got them in the end! (does this also mean you're in vietnam? how's it been + how have you been? ˙ᵕ˙)

your 🦌 pun from the previous reply is actually so heeseung-worthy and reminded me of this endearing en-o'clock moment: vm.tiktok.com/ZGdMF9Kjq/ the way they’re giggling and kicking their feet 🥺

immediate dive into outside clothes. firstly, lmao relatable. secondly, 🥺🥺 how do you write the prettiest moments into the most routine of scenes - your writing's like a gentle reminder of realising and appreciating beauty in the every day, the unspectacular, the unplanned - and this was much needed this sunday evening ily ♡

also hear me out with this “same person, different font” - yes when I saw this live my first thought was to scurry over to your inbox but didn't make it out of my hibernation - this 🍮 mimo vm.tiktok.com/ZGdM2Sf7H/ with this wavy haired 🐈‍⬛ vm.tiktok.com/ZGdM2khq2/ (they're both so college!bf-coded here it hurts)

HI YES HELLO I’VE MISSED UUU how have you been boo? 🥹 lots to catch up on indeed. did you by any chance participate in the ticketmaster war for skz tickets? how do we feel about jin’s solo? did you see wwh’s TUMMY on fallon?? 😵‍💫 (can’t believe it’s 2024, the rest of the tannies are naked and yet i’m losing my mind over a glimpse of wwh tummy)

YESSS it does mean that i’m in vietnam hehehe. it’s been really good so far but the weather has been ass for the past few days so i now have a really annoying cold lol. but aside from that i loveee the albums 😭 so bootyful. and the PULLS !! i would’ve been happy with anyone bc they’re all becoming my babies, but i can’t believe i pulled the microwave line like holy shit how did that even happen. the red string really came thru and now if no one stops me i might get a heeseung ver too bc i don’t fly back until saturday akssjjdfha

look at themmm 😭 jake’s an actual puppy oh my heart, he’s been growing on me sm this isn’t helping !! 😭 also could you spare some enha show recs bc ever since i got caught up with en-o’clock i’ve had no idea what to watch with them lol

ty for reading !! 🥹 i’ve been a little uninspired with writing ever since i got back from nyc but ‘outside clothes’ was pretty fun to write even tho it was really short. i’ll be coming back to a 10-day xmas break with nothing to do lol so hopefully my brain will start up again and writer!jen will be revived !!!!

our mimo :( going on live just to eat in silence and dip, so incredibly mimo of him, probably one of my favorite things that he’s ever done. and HIMMM 😭😭😭 i just randomly watched this performance earlier today literally like 15 mins before i opened the link in your ask lol. HIS HAIRRRRRR omg for the past couple of weeks i’ve been in a heeseung rabbit hole but this yanked me out of there and dragged me back to our little rockstar 😔 what if i write a thing about mimo or hyunjin or whoever and have that jay specifically be a cameo alskdfjs. also, i am aware that there was a mama stage where jay is in a band with beomgyu and hueningkai and i’ve seen gifs of it but i haven’t dared watch the performance yet bc i know it’ll probably make my brain explode

[atypicalsouda]

OKAY PART 2

Sprite 11: Closed off. Dismissive.

He IS kinda showing off his hair here tho it looks good 😌 ❤️

4/10

Sprite 12: oh no worries!! Anxiety. Sad 😢

It just makes me feel for him but it’s not as bad as a few others. Not much else to point out. Except maybe that his neck looks too small here to me for some reason lol

3/10

Sprite 13: *Growls at you*

Unlike the other angry one this one doesn’t turn me on like a light lmao. Idk what the diff is. Maybe the vein or the fact he’s not yelling here. That fist is still a thing tho so it gets points for that 😆

5/10

Sprite 14: NOOOOO 😭😭😭 I die

There so many emotions here and I both love and hate it. I feel so so horrible looking at this one 😞 I don’t want my baby to be so devastated. Gotta give points for the design tho it really makes you feel.

8/10

Sprite 15: Depression. Guilty

God the last one makes me wanna burst into tears but this one makes me wanna reach through the screen and hug him. 🥺🥺🥺 there’s so much hurt in this face. Just makes me think of when Hiyoko kept causing this one. I wanna hold him so tightly and tell him that he deserves forgiveness as much as anyone else.

9/10 just for the feels

Sprite 16: Softie. Make heart skip

I actually really like this oneeeee. He looks so sweet and pretty here. 🥰🥰 The mouth is interesting and I wanna kiss him. I like the way his neck looks too for some reason. I love himmm

7/10

DR pink blood tw

Sprite 17: woah heart pain. :(

Actual pain. I don’t like to look at this one. My poor baby- he actually thought this was needed. 😭😭 But again I have to give major props to the design, this sprite looks SO fucking good. It may be Fuyu’s best looking sprite really just design wise.

10/10 even tho it hurts

Sprite 18: irritated stares at floor

Not much comes to mind with this. It’s just him annoyed lol. Ofc it’s still HIM tho and I love him☺️

2/10

Sprite 19: YAYAY happy laughing boyyy 🥹🥹🥹

UGH my heart I fucking love this one so much. 💓 Seeming him happy is my favorite thing in the world. Another fave. I love you so much Fuyu ❤️

10/10

Sprite 20: Dead 💀

Seriously just dead inside. This one surprisingly doesn’t evoke much emotion. Idk why 🤷‍♂️ it’s one of my least favorites.

2/10

I downloaded literally all (with his eyepatch anyway) of Fuyu’s fullbody sprites today- so I’m gonna gush and rate them cuz I love my hubby 🥰

Part 1 cuz I can only have so many pics lol

insane f/o love below- I also get a lil suggestive so yeah

Sprite 1: Sighs groans hand on hip

He’s dealing with those troublesome jackasses whoever they are. Such a disappointed parent. I love how you can see his eyelashes stillllllll jdndhdjdb my pretty baby ❤️

also since this is the first one- ever notice how his shoes have a slight heel? It makes me feel things. Sad things.

5/10

Sprite 2: Contemplative. Not present thoughts too loud do not disturb

Mans is out here watching paint dry while having an existential crisis. Looking like a kid who got told we have food at home. In such damn cute waybdbbdhbdbdb 😩

5/10

Sprite 3: Wow. WOW. woow. wOw.

Surprised babmboozled smackeldorfed. He can’t look away from me💕~

3/10

Sprite 4: It’s Fuyuhiko. Normal.

Look at that face *sighs* that little thing he’s doing with his lip I love him so much 🥰 you keep on looking tough baby

10/10

Sprite 5: yells fuck five million times lil angry vein pop

‼️Cw/tw for my horny ass‼️

Is it bad that I find this one so hot??? 🥵 When I see this one I can hear him yelling profanities and I just-

-think about him punishing me by fisti-

ANYWAY I mean look at his fist lord it grew two sizes that day

9/10 only cuz it turns me on too much lol

Sprite 6: Baby boy. Bababababyy

I love his posture here if that makes any sense-it probs doesn’t. Ugh but my absolute favorite thing about this one is his lips!! I love that you can clearly see that his upper is a bit bigger 🥺❤️ favorite way his mouth is drawn by a long shot. Might be one of my faves in general too

10/10

Sprite 7: Number six’s twin brother. Almost

I love this expression he’s so concerned. Dealing with idiots again lol. And that mouth the same way as before toooo so cute ☺️ not much else to say tho

8/10

Sprite 8: Cocky bastard vibes I wanna pinch his cheek

Look at that smirkkkkkk and I love when I can see his RINGS it’s so GOOD!! Ugh baby man ❤️

6/10

Sprite 9: oh sweaty. Nerves

Tbh this one is kinda hot too 👀….for obvious reasons out of the game’s context. It’s the one to use as a starting point for a horny edit lmao

The best thing about this one tho is that you can see that blue jewel on the one ring 🥰 I love it I wanna kiss it like the king he is in my eyes

8/10

Sprite 10: BLUSHY HUBBY JYGVHFFA

There are no fucking words to describe how much I love this sprite/man. Or how this one makes me feel. I had it on a pillow that I slept with for most of the time I’ve been with him-before getting my proper body pillow. It means a lot to me tbh. Fave. You go on and adjust that tie. 😭❤️

10/10

[oh-my-damn]

AWWWW SOMEONE WHO LIKES MACE AND SUNSHINE !!!//::

One of his best roles without a doubt. This is the Evans I would love to see resurface. This was such an underrated role and movie!

YEEEESSS ABSOLUTELY AGREE

I adore Mace so fucking much, even with the terrible wig !!!

LOOK AT HIMMM

HE'S JUST A BABY 🥺

Oh gosh I love him.

Okay I have to do a Q&A !!

I'm gonna reblog the one sweet Amber @sweater-daddiesdumbdork found, it's so cute. And we can have some questions from any pairing you guys want!!

EEEP I'm excited !

[geminixevans-stan]

First I just want to say that I think you are an AMAZING writer! I love all of your fics and I know there will never be a time I’m not jumping to read anything you post!🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Secondly thank you for supporting me and commenting and reblogging my work I truly and deeply appreciate it❤️

Now…on to the fun stuff😏

I’m going to choose OVA and your options are:

Train Daddy Curtis🥵

Lawyer Daddy Andy😍

Nomad!Steve Rogers😵‍💫

Congrats on your milestone again my love! 🥰

🥺 Thank you so much! That really means alot because I do the same for you whenever I see you posted a fic. You are so amazing I can't even.

Now.... The thot activities

O - Train Daddy

Listen, If I can give him a thorough wash down and I mean thorough, then he can definitely attack my mouth cause trying to take my other holes is gonna need some gained trust.

V - Lawyer Daddy

Floofy daddy get this hole because I want his babies. Not in weird way but to like watch him be a dad. It just makes my heart happy. But also he knows exactly how to please you in more ways than one.

A - Nomad!Steve

Oh this man... He could wreck every hole again and again. Like this is top tier daddy and I want all of himmm. He may look like he can break you in two but I'm sure he'll be gentle at first and then snatch your soul and leave you dripping after

[musette22]

Okay so I was looking for Seb gifs in case I had to cheer up Tej and I came across these again and I’ve been staring at them for a while now kinda in disbelief? And i thought who better to share it with than Minnie, so we can cry together about how fucking PRECIOUS this baby is ??? 😭😭😭 just like, his eyes and his smile in the first one? SOBBING. Heart overflowing. And the look of shock in the second one? WEEPING. So freaking adorable. And the tongue thing and then the way he stares up after? SCREAMING. Baby boyyyyy 🥺💖💖💖 anyway. I’m very normal about himmm (he’s so so pretty pretty). Hope you’ve had a lovely weekend and that capitalism doesn’t get too much in the way of you getting to do things that make you happy this week 💛💛

Yes, yes, YES, oh god Maya he is a literal angel, I can't believe it 😭 Look at his big eyes, his sweet smile, his pretty little face!!! He is so precious and beautiful and adorable, how even??!

I don't know what it is about his facial expressions that always manage to make me coo and swoon and want to pinch his cheeks, but they do 🥺 There's something so endearing and sweet yet cheeky and interesting about him, I still remember being completely captivated by him for the first time almost five years ago now, and it's still just as real today, if not more so ❤️ I can't believe our baby is going to be FORTY in two weeks 😍 Wow I love him 😭😭

Aaahh and thank you, my sweets 💖💖 You're truly just as much of an angel as our Sebastian is! I'm sorry I've been ranting about capitalism so much lately, I've just been having some beef with it 😅 Hopefully it all balances out a bit more soon! I hope your weekend has been wonderful and that your week off is going to be relaxing and filled with things that make you happy as well! ✨✨ Sending all my love your way!! xxxx

[awlumii]

https://twitter.com/hourkazuha/status/1557336496159395840?s=21&t=SedV06zKqKa86IG5H3nZ8w

BABIES NEW OUTFIT?!??!! do u know how incredibly heartbroken i am that i cannot try the kazuha dish the kazuha dessert the kazuha drink i cant get the kazuha bag the kazuha card the kazuha charm the kazuha straw (this is like a cafe restauraunt collav and they have his signature dish im gonna throw up and scream and) DO U SEE HIS BARE LEGS HIS LITTLE ANKLET BRACELET. his hands r unbandaged theres no scar 🤨 does he just leep them bandaged so he doesnt get hashtag carpal tunnel or smth…… him and albedo 🤝 always taking care of their wrists ❤️ NEXT DO U SEE HIS CHEST PEEKING OUT. ITS JUST LIKE HIS ORIGINAL OUTFIT HE JUST LIKES TO BE COMFY AND THROW SMTH LOOSE ON IM GONNA IM GONNAAA AAUAUAUAUAU. BABIES LITTLE BRACELET GOODBYE I CANT TAKE IT IM GONNA EXPLODE IM LITERALLT SHAKING

WAIT THAT'S WHAT THAT IS? I SAW IT BUT IT DIDN'T REGISTER WAITIEJFERJ 🥺🥺🥺💕💗💕💗💕💗💕 THAT'S MY BABY THATS MY FUCKING BABY YOUR HONOR, HE'S THE ONE FOR ME, ITS HIMMM 🥺🥺

i could go on a tangent about the reasons why i think his hand is bandaged, but i'm pretty sure it's just a design choice atp .. BUT ANYWAYSSSSS HE'S SO COMFY LOOKING IM GONNA BE SICK TO MY STOMACH HE'S SO COZY 😭😭😭💕💗💕💗💕💗💕

[tom-whore-dleston]

I am here to announce that I am once again yearning for artist!Shangqi! Thank you for coming to my TEDTalk.

Isla, I could hug and kiss you right now (respectfully)!!! I fell in love with Before Paris and now we're here falling in love with The Girl in Paris. Damn, love really is as beautiful as they say it is hehe 😍😍🙈🙈 as always, below the cut is my screams and cries of joy and yearning lol

But there was a missing piece of the show. You…

That wasn’t until he spotted someone timeless in the corner.

omfg I’m already squealing eeeeeeee 😍💜💜💜

By the time you both stand before the last piece, your fingers are intertwined with one another, unsure how or when it happened; just glad you’re holding onto each other.

awww I’m so sawft now 🥺

“What? I can’t let my girl dirty her feet now can we?” he informs.

You wrap your arms around his neck and peck his cheek. “Oh? I’m your girl?” Even under the Paris moonlight, Shangqi blushing cheeks can be seen. “Well your girl kindly requests you take her home.”

I, I, I, I 🥺👉👈😭 What must I do for Shangqi to call me his girl and to carry me bridal style around the streets of Paris??? I can't sleep until I know the answer lol

And somewhere between explaining the forbidden love between the protagonist and antagonist and the climax of the story, Shangqi’s head ends up in your lap and your hands in his hair. Shangqi listens to every detail you have to spare, letting the stories glide like your fingers through his hair.

“That’s quite the story you got there Ms. Brontë.”

jdhfkjadhgkjsdgajkhgkajh all I can do rn is smash my keyboard bc I just love this so mf much 😩

“How about this, I’ll paint you while you tell me more about your story. Maybe it’ll help not only your creativity, but mine also. I’ve been stuck on this idea I have in my head. What do you say?” he reassures you with a smile.

The words die on Shangqi’s tongue as he watches you slip down the straps of your dress. You’re sitting in only your panties, arms holding your breasts.

I, uh, ohh 😳😳😳 lmao Shangqi getting all cute and flustered is classic

You’re distracted when you open your eyes, finally noticing the mirror in front of you.

kjgajkdshgjkaghjakhda holy shit my mirror kink really just attacked me there fuck fuck fuck

“I know you have a way with words, honey. Use your pretty little mouth for me. Let me hear it.”

I am about to start crying horny tears 😭😭😮‍💨😮‍💨 he's such a tease grrr but I wuv himmm

Shangqi groans while watching you in the mirror, sinking two fingers into you, pumping them in and out. You throw your head back in pleasure, writhing on his fingers.

god this is so fuckin hot I need like 3 glasses of water 😩😩💦💦

“So fucking tight more, baby. Your pussy was made for me.”

“Come for me, baby. Want to feel you cream all over my cock. Milk me, take what’s yours.”

I'M SCREAMING AND CREAMING 😩😩 who would’ve thought dirty talk would be so sexy and poetic at the same time?

He scoops your cum with two fingers, smearing the mess all over.

This is it. This is the part that sent me to h word heaven. Don't worry I will be back in 5 minutes lmao 😂

There’s a serenity in him as you watch, eyes unable to tear away from the picture in front of you. A moment you wish you could wake up to everyday.

Shangqi drawing me in just his sweatpants? Shit sign me tf up plz 😛😛😛

“You look beautiful under the sunlight. Don’t hide it, dove.” Shangqi leans in to kiss your lips, slowly trailing down your jaw to your neck. “I had to capture it on paper.”

plz sir take me again I am ready

He hopes the sight of you sprawled across his sheets isn’t a fever dream, not some drunken illusion.

But in the strange occurrence that you are, Shangqi has you etched into his sketchbook. Brought to life through the curves of graphite and shading. Taking permanence in his book.

wow, this was just- wow 🥰🥰

“Are you drawing me like one of those french girls?” you tease.

“No, love. I’m drawing my girl.”

I AM SCREAMING INTO MY PILLOW AAHHHHHHHHH I want this man so bad 😭

An artist is lucky if he is gifted with a passion. A passion to create a story. A passion to add color to the world around them. But when an artist finds his muse, it colors their world.

I am about to cry and throw up because you always have such a beautiful way of tying up your stories. How do you do it, Isla? I’m asking rhetorically but at the same time not really lol

Welp, that was an absolute lovely ride from start to finish! I don't even want to watch my comfort romance movies anymore. Just leave me with your fics and I will be peachy hehe 😋😋 Thank you once again for giving us the oh so beautiful artist!Shangqi and his cute lil Bronte. I love them but mostly, I love you 😘😘😘

❣︎ the girl in paris ❣︎

pairing: artist(painter)!Shangqi/Shang-Chi x fem!reader

summary: A painter's muse paints his life in color.

warnings: 18+ only; unprotected sex (p in v), creampie, fingering (f), brief mentions of breast play, cum play(?), and overstimulation.

A/N: Part 2 to Before Paris, a piece I wrote for @tom-whore-dleston 500 follower writing challenge. I spent so much time deleting and rewriting this (especially the smut); just overthinking and trying to perfect it. But after reading over it a few times, I think I'm happy with it! I hope you enjoy, happy reading! 🎨

**Please do check out the rest of Jordan's 500 followers writing challenge masterlist; so many other amazing stories have also been submitted.

word count: 3.6k

reblogs/likes/comments are greatly appreciated! 💗 Banner by: maysdigitalarts

Soft chatter of attendees waft through the air; some inspecting the fine lines of graphite, others loiter and drink amongst one another. When Shangqi’s agent told him this showing would be his biggest yet, she was not kidding. The room was full, a mixture of art critics, casual onlookers, and high bidders. Every few minutes Sonny, Shangqi’s agent, would whisper into his ear to let him know another piece of his had sold.

He’s ecstatic and joyful at the success of his gallery. But there was a missing piece of the show. You. The hands on his watch ticked forward too quickly for his liking. Each glance at it showed a minute closer to the gallery closing. Did you forget? No, maybe you were running late. Oh fuck, did he write down the wrong address? Why didn’t he just ask for your number? A million different scenarios played through his mind, all of them explaining why you’re not here.

That wasn’t until he spotted someone timeless in the corner.

Your periwinkle satin dress sparkled under the soft overhead light, casting an angelic glow. And for the first time, Shangqi could really see every detail of your face, from the curve of your nose to the plush, soft lips that you painted crimson. The way you stood admiring his work, how your left hand held the stem of the glass, and head slightly tilted to the side, told him a story. But what captured Shangqi most was your beauty. Your beauty was the kind that stole people’s breath. The kind that you couldn’t seize on film, because beauty was in the moment.

And then you turn.

And Shangqi sees the most beautiful picture in front of him. A bright smile etches across your face when you spot him, placing a glass down before making your way towards him.

“The man of the hour! I didn’t think I’d be able to catch a moment with you.” You pull him into a hug, arms wrapped around his back. Shangqi’s arms tighten around you, as if someone might pull you apart, as if you might slip from reality, and disappear.

“I didn’t know if you'd make…I didn’t see you come in” he says.

“You were busy with other guests, I didn’t want to interrupt. I busied myself with the gallery and a glass of wine.” You admire the work around you, smiling when you spot your favorite. “Congratulations, by the way. Everything is absolutely breathtaking. I knew you were underselling your talent on the train!”

Shangqi chuckles, “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, you know. I’ve gotten some nasty reviews already.”

“Well, in my eyes what you created is beautiful.” You loop your arm around his, tugging him towards the front. “Now, Picasso, I'd love a personal tour from the man himself.”

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And they start from the very beginning, mesmerized by each other like the first time they met on the train. Shangqi describes every piece with pride and detail, telling you what emotions he felt when sketching it, what story it told him, how he scraped a piece and started all over. You hang onto every word from him, not wanting to hear the end of it. By the time you both stand before the last piece, your fingers are intertwined with one another, unsure how or when it happened; just glad you’re holding onto each other.

“This is my favorite piece” you say.

It’s simple. Nothing intricate or complex. Simple, but holds more meaning than anything you’ve seen before. It’s a charcoal sketch of an elderly woman. The details aren’t fine, but you can tell what is what; her button nose, arching brows and gentle smile. But when looking at it as a whole, it’s blurry. Like movement caught on canvas.

“Really?” Shangqi stares at the canvas, unsure what you see. “It’s not my best. I wasn’t sure anyone else would enjoy it.”

You let go of his hand, stepping closer to the piece, learning the lines of charcoal by heart. Your voice is soft, “The story is still ongoing. It’s not done, in progress…like me.” You whisper the last part to yourself, but Shangqi’s ears catch it.

You continue, “Everything else you’ve sketched and painted has a beginning, middle, and end. She doesn’t, and that’s the beauty of it. The beauty is in our imagination to create what’s next, where she might end up.”

There’s peaceful silence as you both admire the portrait, both unsure what to say next.

You let out a soft chuckle, shaking your head. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to ramble. It’s just…I don’t know, she reminded me of…me I guess.”

Shangqi turns to you, “How so?”

Your eyes are glossy when you turn towards him, “I think of the place I might end up, my ending. I don’t know where that might be, but I can imagine all the beautiful places that could be. My ending, where I finally take root. Home.”

The sound of Sonny’s clicking heels stops Shangqi from asking more. Sonny clears her throat, alerting her arrival. “Shangqi, Mr. Wilson wants to inquire about a commission before we close. He’s in a hurry.”

Shangqi gives Sonny a polite smile, telling her he’ll be there in a second. As Sonny walks back, he turns his gaze back to you, still admiring the piece.

“I’ll be right back, like two minutes. Please don’t go anywhere” he pleads.

“Don’t worry, I’ll meet you out front in a bit.” You squeeze his hand, reassuring him. “Go, I promise I’ll come find you.”

And with that promise, Shangqi grins and places a swift kiss to your cheek and is off to find Mr. Wilson.

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Paris is not a city, but a world. Its excitement, glamour, and romance in the air leaves no thought for sleep. The small pebbled roads are usually buzzing with tourists and Parisians, on their way to the next destination. But tonight, there are only two who occupy these roads as the glow of the Eiffel Tower lights their way.

As promised, you waited for Shangqi by the door, coat in hand and a smile on your face. Bidding a goodnight to Mr. Wilson and Sonny, you and Shangqi walk towards his studio apartment for the night.

Though the city is quiet tonight, the sound of yours and Shangqi’s laughter dance through the air. Catching up on lost time, even if it had only been a few days.

“Wait, hold on.” You hold onto Shangqi’s arm to slip off your heels. “Ah, much better! These were killing my feet.”

“Now your feet are going to get dirty” Shangqi snorts. “We can’t have that now.”

“Oh well, better than my feet being in pain. You try wearing-” your laughter cuts you off as Shangqi scoops you off the ground, now holding you bridal style. “Shangqi! What are you doing?”

“What? I can’t let my girl dirty her feet now can we?” he informs.

You wrap your arms around his neck and peck his cheek. “Oh? I’m your girl?” Even under the Paris moonlight, Shangqi blushing cheeks can be seen. “Well your girl kindly requests you take her home.”

“Your wish is my command.”

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Shangqi’s studio apartment is nothing but him through and through. From the empty canvases and paint palettes, to the scattered clothing on his couch and warm scent of leather and patchouli. Sketchbooks are sprawled across his dining table alongside empty take out boxes. In the corner room an unfinished painting of Paris’ sunset sits on an easel, illuminated by the moonlight.

“You never told me what you do for a living,” Shangqi hands you a glass of white wine as he settles beside you.

You swirl your glass of wine and take a sip, “I’m a writer.”

“Anything in particular you’re working on?” Shangqi notices the hesitation in your answer as you bite your bottom lip. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. We can talk-”

“No, no. It’s just…I’ve been traveling for the past month, hoping for some inspiration. And I think I finally have an idea.”

Shangqi smiles, “Tell me about it.”

And there Shangqi sees it again, a beauty that takes his breath away. You break out into a huge grin, excited to have someone listen.

So you talk.

And he listens.

And somewhere between explaining the forbidden love between the protagonist and antagonist and the climax of the story, Shangqi’s head ends up in your lap and your hands in his hair. Shangqi listens to every detail you have to spare, letting the stories glide like your fingers through his hair.

“That’s quite the story you got there Ms. Brontë.”

You laugh at Shangqi’s nickname for you, “Brontë? I don’t know, Charlotte Brontë was a genius. That’s a lot to live up to, Picasso. There’s a lot more I need to figure out, but that’s the meat and potatoes of it. The finer details will need a bit more exploring. I want to feel more, experience it myself before I can immerse myself into writing it.”

“Feel more?” asks Shangqi.

“Some say creating stories is best when you’ve experienced it yourself. You understand their motives and feelings. The intricate nature of their being. Feel their stories and live in their shoes for a bit.”

“I have an idea,” Shangqi says. He lifts his head from your lap, stands, and extends his hand, “I promise, it’ll help. Maybe a little fun.”

You take his hand, following Shangqi to a corner of the studio that’s covered with tarp. Every color of paint you could ever imagine sits on shelves; bright oranges, neutrals, pastels, everything. He lets go of your hand to pick out some brushes and jars of paint.

“Have you ever tried body painting? Sometimes I paint little things on my arms or legs to allow the creativity to flow. But more than anything it’s just super relaxing.” Shangqi places some blankets and pillows down before looking back up at you, “Want to give it a try?”

You sink down onto a pillow, legs crisscrossed and laugh, “Sure, but I can’t paint to save my life.”

“How about this, I’ll paint you while you tell me more about your story. Maybe it’ll help not only your creativity, but mine also. I’ve been stuck on this idea I have in my head. What do you say?” he reassures you with a smile.

Nodding, you make yourself comfortable on the floor, watching his every movement. Shangqi starts mixing paints on his palette, brows furrowed in concentration. There's artistic glow as he works, magic that draws you into his world.

“Usually we paint on your back,” Shangqi says. “But you’d have to be shirtless and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. We can just do your arms or legs or whatever-”.

The words die on Shangqi’s tongue as he watches you slip down the straps of your dress. You’re sitting in only your panties, arms holding your breasts.

“Is this okay?” you ask, back towards him and laughing at his shocked expression. Shangqi licks his lips, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows hard.

The moonlight pours in from the window, illuminating Shangqi’s canvas, your back. You shiver, holding back a moan as Shangqi traces the paint on your back. His paint strokes are gentle as a feather, nearly lulling you to sleep.

You tell him of your heroine’s pleasures and desires. Of her lost world. Shangqi becomes lost in you, lost in your words. He’s lost in the world of color, transported into another universe as he follows your descriptors.

“And she’s just not sure what’s going to happen next. She’s spent so long without roots that she’s not sure if she can grow them, take root in permanence. Her world has flipped-oh fuck” you let a breathy moan as the brush bristle grazes the side of your neck. Heat rushes to your cheeks, embarrassed of the sound you’ve made.

“Shit, sorry. Are you alright?” Shangqi asks, setting his brush down. The last thing he wants to do is make you uncomfortable. You let a breathy yes for him to continue painting. Heat slowly starts to build in your core, wetness pooling your panties as the brush is pressured along your neck. “Almost done, baby.” Shangqi says, his warm breath close to your ears, sending shivers down your spine.

You don’t register any of Shangqi’s words when tells you he’s done. Sensual fantasies of how you crave Shangqi between your legs or filling you with his cock, plague your mind. How much you want him to relive the ache between your legs. His soft lips on your shoulder slowly lulls you away from your fantasies.

You lean into his broad chest, tilting your head towards him. His hands are steady on your hip as you pull his face to yours, lips chasing after each other, needy with passion. Shangqi’s tongue traces your bottom lip, asking for entrance as his hands grip your hips tighter, pulling you closer into his body. Your tongues clash, fighting for dominance. You whine as Shangqi pulls aways, but let out an erotic moan as he sucks and bites your neck. Your legs involuntarily open.

“P-Please Shangqi, fuck.” you whimper. You’re distracted when you open your eyes, finally noticing the mirror in front of you. You groan watching the salacious scene unfold, Shangqi’s hands cupping and pulling your breasts, drawing every little mewl from your swollen lips. High pitched whines escape as he twists and pulls on your nipples.

“Tell me what you want, baby.” Shangqi bites your shoulder, smirking when you guide one his hands down to your clothed sex. He cups your sweet core, fingers pushing your panties to the side, “I know you have a way with words, honey. Use your pretty little mouth for me. Let me hear it.”

“Fuck. Touch me, please.” You rut against his hardening cock in his pants, moaning at the friction. “I want this so bad, please-fuck.”

His fingers find your swollen nub, circling it with the honey between your legs. Your whines of more and right there, only edge him on. Shangqi adds more pressure onto your clit, causing your legs to tremble and you nearly falling forward.

“You want my fingers baby? Hm? You want cum all over my fingers?” Shangqi teases your hole, fingers slightly prodding your entrance. He huffs out a little laughter, watching you nod your head furiously. The world around you blurs, pleasure spilling out of your core. Shangqi groans while watching you in the mirror, sinking two fingers into you, pumping them in and out. You throw your head back in pleasure, writhing on his fingers. You’re babbling nonsense, almost ashamed of how far you’re gone. The coil in your stomach quickly comes undone, gushing and clenching around his fingers.

Shangqi works you through your high, watching your body tremble as he holds you tightly against his chest. He presses kisses along your shoulder and neck as your body calms.

You pull him towards your lips, needing to feel the warmth of his breath, whining for more. “I need you, please. I want more Shangqi.” You yelp in surprise when Shangqi scoops you into his arms, heading towards the bed.

Shangqi gently tosses you onto his bed, not caring for wet paint on your back. Especially when he’s about to make another one. He quickly strips off his clothes and climbs over your body. You strip off your panties and dress, innately spread your legs open, welcoming him between your legs. His lips hover over yours before smashing them onto you. Shangqi takes your mouth like it's a prize, hungrily pushing his tongue on yours.

He pulls away and dips his head, nibbling against your collarbone. You fight back the shiver as he kisses down your jaw to your throat. His breath brushes against your ear, “I want you. Fuck, I need you so bad, baby.” The tip of his cock grazes your clit, sending jolts of electricity through your body. “Tell me you want this. Tell me to fill you with my cock.”

He guides the tip of his cock to your entrance when you give him a breathy yes. Shangqi slowly sinks into your wet heat, his cock stretching you deliciously. You wrap your legs around his waist, nails clawing at his back, leaving red marks. He kisses the tears on your cheeks, cooing you, telling you how good you are for taking him.

“Need you to fuck me Shangqi. Please fuck me.” Your little pleas urge him to slowly thrust in and out, loving the warmth around his cock. Your bodies are pressed together, shaped like they were meant to fit together. He lays his body weight on you, his head nuzzled into the crook of your neck as he rocks his hips into you.

“So fucking tight more, baby. Your pussy was made for me.” He praises, beginning to set a faster and harder pace. You moan uncontrollably, goosebumps rising your skin from the pleasure surging through your body. Your velvet walls flutter around his cock, alerting him of your imminent release.

His cocks fills you to the hilt, the tip grazing your sweet spot with every pound into you. “Come for me, baby. Want to feel you cream all over my cock. Milk me, take what’s yours.” You mewl at his words, ready to unravel. Shangqi takes his hand and presses down on your lower belly, his thumb circling your nub. You fall apart on his cock, seeing stars in your visions. Your sweet juices drip out, down his cock to his balls. Shangqi is intoxicated with the sounds of your criesas you cum. Your climax triggering Shangqi’s, his hips stuttering as he paints your walls white, chanting your name like a prayer.

He sits up slightly, still slowly thrusting as he watches the mix of his and your cum coat his cock. When Shangqi pulls out, he growls and watches in awe, cum seeping out your puckered hole. He scoops your cum with two fingers, smearing the mess all over.

The night is silent as you and Shangqi recollect yourself. He presses a sweet kiss to your cheek, promising to be right back. You watch as he climbs off the bed, heading to the bathroom, admiring the way his muscles flex that are decorated with your markings. He comes back with a warm towel and cleans the mess between your legs, apologizing when presses a little hard on your overstimulated clit. Tossing the towel aside, Shangqi slides back into bed and pulls you close. You nuzzle your face into his neck, pressing soft kisses as he tucks you under his arm.

Your eyes start to feel heavy listening to the steady beat of Shangqi’s heart. Shangqi draws intricate patterns on your arm as you succumb to sleep, pressing one last kiss to your hair. He stares at your sleeping figure with a certain hope you’ll be here tomorrow, a dream too good to let go.

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You wake to the warm Paris sunlight kissing your skin; eyelids still leaden with sleep, limbs heavy. The slightly opened windows let in a faint breeze; the aroma of fresh baked bread from the bakery below fills your nostrils.

You’re dreading the thought of checking your phone, already knowing it’s filled with missed calls and texts from Yelena. For all you know, she and Nat have sent out a cavalry to find you, Shangqi’s face probably plastered with ‘most wanted’.

Your ears perk up to the sound of rustling paper and scratches of a pencil. Shangqi is perched on the foot of the bed, engrossed in whatever he’s sketching. The sketchbook is balanced on his knee, his pencil gliding gracefully across the paper.

You succumb further into the silk sheets, not ready to detangle yourself, making no move to cover your bare chest. You continue to watch Shangqi’s talented hand, his marks easy and imprecise. He’s beautiful in the daylight, wearing nothing but his gray sweats that sit deliciously low on his hips. There’s a serenity in him as you watch, eyes unable to tear away from the picture in front of you. A moment you wish you could wake up to everyday.

When Shangqi's gaze is flicking up to you, then down again, you grasp that he’s drawing you. You feel slightly embarrassed when you remember the sheets are only covering your sex, everything else on display.

Shangqi tears his concentration from his sketch when you start to pull the covers up. He sets down the book, frowning as he gently climbs onto the bed to halt your movements.

“You look beautiful under the sunlight. Don’t hide it, dove.” Shangqi leans in to kiss your lips, slowly trailing down your jaw to your neck. “I had to capture it on paper.”

“Can I see it?” you ask sweetly.

He props his hands to the side of your head, leaning in to kiss you again. “Not yet, dove. It needs to be perfect before I let you see it.” Shangqi kisses your bare shoulder, your pulse fluttering when his hips grind into you. You suppress the moan that tries to escape your lips; your body warming with the memory of last night.

Shangqi chuckles when he pulls himself from you, now back to the foot of the bed. He sends you a wink as he picks up the pencil and sketchbook, determined to illustrate your beauty. What sweet, beautiful creature you are.

He hopes the sight of you sprawled across his sheets isn't a fever dream, not some drunken illusion.

But in the strange occurrence that you are, Shangqi has you etched into his sketchbook. Brought to life through the curves of graphite and shading. Taking permanence in his book.

You playfully nudge Shangqi with your foot, giggling when he pulls you close.

“Are you drawing me like one of those french girls?” you tease.

“No, love. I’m drawing my girl.”

An artist is lucky if he is gifted with a passion. A passion to create a story. A passion to add color to the world around them. But when an artist finds his muse, it colors their world.

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