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softagenda · 2 months ago

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paralysis (mhin)

mhin x reader(f)

aphrodisiac au / short fic (cw: mature, slightly gory)

series: sweet poison (scenario-based collection of character imagines)

originally posted on ao3

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Prologue

You’re an idiot for drinking that. An absolute idiot.

You’re spilled across the floor, head swimming, burning from the inside as though you’d swallowed a star. The velvet rug brushed soft and cloying against your prickling skin as you squirmed, your heart pounding in your ears and beating an insistent rhythm in your groin.

Cooing at you from the table, her cat’s eyes curled in satisfaction, Morgana asked, “Something the matter? You look positively feverish.” She twirled a curly black lock around her finger.

Bitch.

Paintings of naked people - bathing in springs, dancing around a fire, having an orgy in front of a temple - swirled into one colorful blob as you turned on your side, fisting the rug. You attempted to pull yourself to where you remembered the door but stalled a couple inches in, weak as a newborn kitten and stifling a moan as your body rubbed on the carpet.

“Now, now, where’s the fire? Stay a while.” She rose from her chair and stood over you, her arms crossing under her full chest. “You’re clearly hot under the collar. The thought of you wandering the streets like this concerns me deeply.”

You glared up at her, using every ounce of willpower not to writhe on the floor like a worm on a hook. Your hand felt clumsily around your hip for the dagger.

“I’ll take that,” she chirped, snatching the weapon from your belt and tossing it behind her. “Can’t have you nicking that lovely skin.” Her heel braced on the other side of you, straddling your back. Her hands tugged the shirt from your waist before dragging warm palms up your back, her nails scratching on the return journey.

You bit your lip to stifle a moan rocketing through your chest, as every nerve in your body vibrated with electric pleasure. Your hips pressed hard into the floor, growing ever desperate for friction even as you struggled to focus.

Morgana sunk her hand into your nape, drawing your hair back from your face. When she leaned down to brush her painted lips against your ear, goosebumps erupted down your neck. “We’ll start with the bandages, shall we?”

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“For fucks’ sake,” a voice sighed from the shadows.

Bone popped as Morgana’s head whipped around toward the noise, then a thunk as something lodged itself in her back, accompanied by the slick, gristly sound of knife cleaving meat. A shriek erupted from her throat.

She flung herself to the right, hand reaching over her collar. Face pale, sweat beading across her brow, Morgana turned to face the back wall. A dagger lodged in her left shoulder, the fabric around the blade soaking with blood.

A cloaked figure leaned against the window. Though most of their form was cast in darkness, the moonlight caught the edge of silver hair just beneath the hood, swaying with the night’s breeze.

You twisted on the floor, every brush of the luxurious carpet like rubbing and prickling like a cat’s tongue.

“How brazen,” Morgana attempted her usual simpering tone, though her bared teeth somewhat diminished the effect. “Entering through the window, unannounced, uninvited - like a thief.”

“You’ve got nothing I want, Mistress of the Night.” Red pupils glowed in the night. They fixed first on Morgana, then your curled form on the ground. “Seriously? You fell for that?”

Silver hair. Red pupils. A cutting tongue.

Mhin.

You closed your eyes. Fuck your life.

“I spy a familiar face. You skulk around the Senobium gates, yes?” Morgana had crept closer to the wall, where a velvet tassel hung from the drapery. “Begging the mages to let you in like an injured dove.”

Mhin’s eyes narrowed. Then with a flick of their wrist, a silver flash shot through the air.

Morgana lunged, but the braided rope fell limp into her grasp. She cursed, painted lips finally twisting into an honest snarl. Her gaze then flickered toward the door but returned to Mhin. “It would seem that I do have something you want. What are your intentions here, hunter?”

“Saving a fool from themself.” A dagger danced beneath the moonlight, twisted within Mhin’s nimble fingers. “Whether you get caught in the crossfire is up to you.”

You swallowed around a dry throat. Somehow you doubted Morgana would shrug her shoulders and drop the issue peaceably - especially with a dagger biting into one of said shoulders. Craning your neck, you looked and sure enough liquid flames began to bubble from her hand.

“As they say, in the company of fools…” she sneered, fire twisting and slithering around her skin as magic pooled in her palm.

“Back off, witch.” Mhin glared coldly. The knife froze, the blade lifted and pointed in her direction.

Stuck on the floor between them, you fought desperately against the oppressive lethargy in your body. The drug burned through your veins until you felt scorched from the inside out, shaky and delirious with fever. Each attempt to move felt as though you rested on the bottom of the sea, strapped by weights and slowly drowning. Your head felt pressed by cotton on all sides.

You wriggled like a worm toward the table, seeking cover. At least the effects - flushed skin, dazed eyes - could disguise your mortification. You had worked so hard to earn Mhin’s trust. To cross the cavernous distance they placed between themself and others.

For them to see you in this state…

“Surely you know there will be consequences to your interference tonight,” said Morgana, her attention focused on the dagger. “Let’s not pretend. This little fool must mean something to you.”

For a moment, the calm malevolence oozing from Mhin’s expression disappeared, replaced by a look of flustered surprise. “Mean something? That wimp?�� They scoffed, feet shuffling in agitation. “As if. Who would - for that - “

Mhin’s mouth paused, in the middle of what would undoubtedly be an insult. Their eyes fell on you, sweeping over your shivering body, lingering on the curve of your back as you tried to push yourself onto your elbows. They stopped on your face - and the heat prickling across your skin seemed to thicken even more at the humiliating thought of what you must look like there, writhing like a worm.

To your shock, Mhin blushed. Their body twisted abruptly, face angling away as a hand shot up as though to shield them from the sight of you. “You - the fuck are you looking at like that - “

Light flared in the room, heat exploding into the air. Capitalizing on their distraction, Morgana threw a whip of molten flame across the room, arcing across the distance between them. Mhin dropped below the strike into a crouch before darting forward in a flash of black and silver.

Morgana jumped back and sliced the whip down once more - this time, not at Mhin but at you.

Over your shoulder, you watched the whip serpentine through the air, the spiked end twisting toward you like the mouth of a fanged snake. You tried to push yourself over even as your elbows gave out and your arms trembled. Tucking your head, you braced for the pain when a shadow fell over you.

That searing cut of pain never came. Instead, you heard a short grunt and a muffled curse.

Mhin stood between the two of you, shielding your body. Their arm was braced outward, the flaming whip caught and coiled around their leather vambrace. You’d noticed that very first day that, despite their slender frame, Mhin had the strength of a goliath. They held firm against Morgana’s near frantic yanks on the whip, not budging a single inch.

“Guards!” She shouted, abandoning dignity, a flicker of fear in her eyes as Mhin twisted their arm and started pulling her toward them, wrapping the whip around their fist. Unflinching as the fire licked flesh, burning across their skin. “Guards!”

Mhin yanked the whip hard, pulling her forward and off her feet. The dagger swung upward and cut the cord in a shower of ashen sparks, freeing their right fist, which then shot forward with the force of a battering ram into Morgana’s cheek.

Her body propelled through the air and slammed into the door. Beads and silk curtains ripped from their rods and draped down on top of her. She writhed under the fabric, her movements panicked and clumsy, not unlike a cat trapped beneath a sheet.

“Hey. Pay attention.”

Mhin crouched at your side. One arm wrapped around your waist as the other dragged your arm over their shoulders, heaving you off the ground. You gasped as the world spun in a swirl of melted colors around you, buckling against them as your knees struggled to support your weight.

“Fuck.” They paused, propping you against their chest, breath puffing into your ear. Shivers raced down your spine. “Can’t even stand? Could you be more of a hindrance right now?”

Shamefaced, you bit your lip and muttered, “Sorry. Thanks for coming.”

Mhin’s body stiffened. They cleared their throat. “...nevermind. Just - grab on tight.”

You stumbled together toward the back of the room. The balcony door remained open to the night, a breeze carrying the noise of the street in from below. When they reached the railing, Mhin glanced over their shoulder and gritted their teeth. “Change of plans.”

“What?” You questioned dazedly, trying to follow their gaze, when Mhin dropped lower and drew you onto their back. Hands curled around your thighs with iron strength and hoisted you up.

“Incoming. Don’t let go.”

Don’t let - you choked back a yelp as Mhin stepped lithely onto the railing and jumped. Three yards of dead air sped below you before their boots caught the rooftop with an impact that shook your heart against your rib cage. Hands scrabbling at the front of their shirt, you tucked your face into the thick, navy cloak.

Mhin darted across the skyline, leaping across a street and onto the bedraggled rooftop of an apartment building nearby. They paused, leaned perilously over the edge, before hiking upward toward the eave of a window.

“Ah!” You gasped as your body’s tugged roughly off their back and braced on the window sill. “Mhin - “

A finger pressed against your lips. Mhin shot you a warning look before digging into a leather pouch strapped to their belt. They withdrew a small bottle, luminescent blue liquid sloshing inside. “Drink this,” they whispered.

When you reached for the bottle, Mhin jerked it back and huffed. “Still haven’t learned your lesson?” At your confused look, they grumbled, “not even going to ask what’s inside? How do you know this isn’t poison? Maybe I’m finally getting rid of you, now that an opportunity and a convenient patsy have arrived.”

You stared back at them, exhausted, feeling as though your brain could be seeping through your ears. “Because it’s you.”

Gray eyes widened in shock before their head jerked to the side, hiding their expression beneath a hasty veil of white hair. But you could see a glimpse of their ear. The pale skin around the top and shell had flushed pink. “That’s… naive. Foolishly so.”

You summoned a wobbly smile and added wryly, “anyway, if you were going to kill me, you would’ve let Morgana finish the job and saved yourself the trouble of coming at all. Why waste the energy?”

“Finally, a sign of intelligence,” they grumbled, before pressing the bottle against your palm and leaving to peer over the side of the roof again.

Hands trembling, you tried to bring the bottle to your mouth without spilling. The tremors seemed to grow worse even as you sagged into the window frame, all the energy and fight leaching from your body. Gods but you felt so hot.

Footsteps thundered on the cobblestone street. Men shouted orders at each other, their words difficult to parse but easily understood. You were being pursued by Morgana’s private security.

Hastening, you managed to bring the bottle to chest height, heavily leaning your arm there as the muscles gave out. You had to hurry and drink. You couldn’t slow them down anymore, not after the pathetic scene you’d made that night. Tears of frustration pooled at the corners of your eyes, further blurring your surroundings.

“They’re sending a group toward the nearby watchtower. We need to get to safer ground.” Mhin returned. Their eyes caught sight of the trembling bottle. Their jaw dropped. “Why haven’t you - “

You gritted your teeth and tried again, managing to get the lip of the potion to tap against your chin. The effort had you closing your eyes, tears spilling down your cheeks. Everything felt like too much. Heat burned out of you, drenching you in sweat. Invisible stones bore down on your limbs. And even as your body burned with lust, your heart ached in fear and regret that Mhin would lose respect for you because of this, that the tentative partnership you’d worked so hard for had been ripped away from one mistake - one stupid blunder -

A warm hand wrapped around the desperate grip you had on the bottle. Another tugged you into a firm chest - the cold, pleated cotton shirt soothing against your inflamed skin. Their fingers curled under as Mhin brought the potion to your mouth.

Wisps of moonlight hair brushed across your nose and brow. Dove gray eyes looked back - the ever-present caution and threat they had born for so long softening from within the shadows of the cloak.

You stared up into their face, lost within the fog, all of a sudden feeling strangely content. Three sluggish swallows later, and the bottle emptied.

Tired to your bones, you sagged against them, cheek pressed to their chest, blinking sleepily. Mhin’s grip on your jaw eased. Their thumb lingered, drifting almost as though to stroke your face.

“Look at you,” they sighed, holding still for a quiet moment. You focused on breathing, their familiar scent of steel and linen filling your lungs. Their next words whispered against the top of your head. “Next time… call me before you jump into some harebrained scheme alone.”

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a/n: I hope that I have correctly codified mhin as a tsundere....

#mhin x reader #mhin x mc #touchstarved mhin #touchstarved imagines #touchstarved fanfic #touchstarved game

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brayneworms · 1 year ago

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— 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

note: please find the complete list of content warnings in the fics themselves, and note that this masterlist will only display the more 'extreme' ones. minors and ageless blogs, do not interact with this post or any of the fics linked.

almost none of these fics will feature sub!reader. reader will either be a dom, switch, or power dynamics won't be explored. almost all readers will be totally gender-neutral, with maybe three exceptions such as amab or afab anatomy.

these kinks, characters and content are subject to change.

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟏

fingering + hinata hajime content. new relationship, gn!reader, post-killing game, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟐

frottage , sexual frustration, virginity + leviathan content. virgin!levi, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟑

dry humping + sampo koski, tighnari content. hatsex elements, gn reader, tba summary. tba content. inexperienced!tighnari, gn!reader, ear petting, tba summary.

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟒

overstimulation + xiao content. inexperienced!xiao, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟓

face-sitting + hayakawa aki content. afab!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟔

collar/leash + mammon content. light petplay elements, anal fingering, praise kink, gn!reader summary. mammon lost a bet, but he doesn't consider it much of a loss, considering

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟕

praise kink + jolyne cujoh content. afab!fem!reader, switch!reader, established relationship, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟖

chastity + dazai osamu content. gn!reader, brat dazai, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟗

slutwear + leander content. masochist!leander, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟎

kissing + johnny joestar content. anal fingering, slight internalised ableism, crying summary. johnny's lost all feeling below his waist, but you try to find another way to make him feel good

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟏

teasing + akutagawa ryunosuke content. virgin!akutagawa, gn reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟐

orgasm denial/control, lingerie + sonia nevermind, tanaka gundham content. threesome, switch!reader, gn reader, established relationship, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟑

bondage + shenhe, scaramouche content. trust excerises, established relationship, gn reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟒

uniform + belphegor content. nurse!belphegor, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟓

boot worship + al-haitham content. hatesex elements, brat!alhaitham, gn!reader summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟔

body worship + tsukimi shin content. sweet and sappy, gn!reader, established relationship, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟕

blowjob + edogawa ranpo content. amab!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟖

service top/power bottom + cyno content. pb!cyno, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟗

biting + yosano akiko content. gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟎

thigh fucking + mhin content. amab!mhin, hatesex elements, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟏

hair pulling + kishibe content. masochist!kishibe, light degradation, gn!reaeder, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟐

sexual exhaustion + komaeda nagito content. gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟑

fancy dress + asmodeus, solomon content. threesome, switch!reader, gn!reader summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟒

bratty sub + urie kuki content. gn!reader, brat urie, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟓

leather + higashiyama kobeni content. inexperienced!kobeni, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟔

wax play + kaneki ken content. kuroneki, masochist!kaneki, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟕

edging + matsuda touta content. soft, gn!reader, post-canon, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟖

enclosed space + l lawliet content. trapped in a closet, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

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kumiaku · 27 days ago

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Kinktober Day 16 - Object Insertion (Mhin)

Kinktober Day 16 - Object Insertion, Mhin x Reader, TOUCHSTARVED

Masterlist

Misc. Tags/Info - gn reader, hole is used tho but it can be in reference to anal or vaginal as no specification is given, could be considered dub-con as both reader and mhin are at the very least tipsy though they both are able to like reason and stuff, reader is touchstarved mc, object insertion ofc, reader and mhin are both touch starved ofc, saliva as lube, slight oral fixation, reader is implied to have hair.

WC - 885

Nsfw under cut

Eridia was a mysterious place, one that housed many secrets, but you were desperate and this was the only place left you could possibly think of which housed just as many secrets as answers. Of course, nothing could ever be easy, so you needed to find help.

Luckily, or unluckily, there were people just as desperate for answers as you were, but perhaps they were even more secretive to you than the city of Eridia itself. Mhin was simply an enigma, hot and cold, helpful but adverse to you at first. Despite that, Mhin was a lead and something compelled you to find similarities between the two of you.

Maybe that’s why you began to think of them in that way, or maybe it was their flushed face whenever you were more bold. They almost never acted on their own, careful to a fault, but as soon as one step was taken, they needed more. You needed more too. So when the flush of drinks accompanied your actions, making you bolder than ever, and the flush on their face accompanied the flushness of their lips to yours. You both were desperate.

Even with how starved you were for their touch, you were scared, careful with your own hands, not cupping their face but instead their hips. They didn’t seem to mind, pressing forward with their open mouth, wide and devouring your lips with ferocity you weren’t quite expecting.

The more the two of you progressed, the more lingering touches bled into your skin, it made you ache and crave and want for more and more. Mhin knew your mystery well enough, avoiding your hands and arms all together, their hands hesitating for a moment on your waistband, but when you didn’t resist one bit, they persisted.

At first it was their rough fingers pressing into your skin, pushing forward and gauging your reaction, their lips left yours for a moment, no doubt intending to follow through with their hands, but the whine that left your mouth caused them to pause. Even with your eyelashes low, you could see their expression shift from one of heated hunger, to sheer uninhibited lust - and they leaned forward, giving into your unintentional brattiness.

It felt impossible to breathe, blood rushing both down and up in some kind of veined tug of war. You were hard pressed to find which you were craving more, their lips on yours or their fingers to enter into the hole they were teasing.

Your room was far from silent, the bustle of the Wet Wick’s usual crowd outside, the vulgar sounds slipping free from both you and Mhin. Your breath was leaving you in hard and heavy pants as Mhin pulled away - your lungs strained - but at this point the desire to have their lips on yours was more necessary for your survival than actually breathing.

You closed your eyes for a moment, again, leaning against the headboard of the bed as Mhin fumbled with something. For a moment, you thought it’d be their belt, but it wasn’t. When you opened your eyes and your vision was graced with their presence again, they grabbed something from your nightstand, looking troubled as their eyes scanned the first drawer as well.

“Mhin?” You spoke, your voice almost sounding unfamiliar at this point. They looked back towards you, holding your hairbrush by the side with the bristles. “What’re you looking for?”

Mhin furrowed their eyebrows, their lips tugged down in a frown that stretched taut when their eyes locked onto yours again. “I thought - nevermind.” They shook their head, “I can make this work.”

They took the handle of your brush into their mouth, their eyes still open but half-lidded, looking down at you. You could feel heat rising just by looking at them, your lips parted as you watched them swirl the handle in their mouth. Thick globs saliva ran down the handle as they pulled it from their mouth, and once more they reached towards you.

Then they paused, looking at your awestruck, and no doubt very aroused face, but still checking, ��this is fine, right?”

You swallowed and nodded, feeling the handle of your brush pressing against the rim of your hole, their mouth was warm against yours but their saliva had grown cold in the few seconds it was in the air. They swallowed your gasp as they began to slide it inside of you. It was a good shape, stretching you, even if it felt a little sharp around the edges.

Their tongue met yours, teeth clashing for a moment before you twisted your head just as they did, harmonizing with one another. They let it set inside of you, let you adjust to the strangely shaped handle just enough for you to become more needy. You dug your fingertips into their sides as they began to slide the object in and out of you, teeth unconsciously meeting their lips.

A moan rippled from their throat as they continued to kiss you, not pausing or slowing down as they began to put more focus on the hair brush in your hole. Despite most of Mhin being a mystery, it was clear they were intent on maintaining that image, even if they were willing, or more than willing, to become intimate with you.

#mhin x reader #touchstarved #touchstarved game #touchstarved mhin #mhin #mhin x mc #touchstarved smut #smut #kinktober 2024 #kinktober #touchstarved mhin x reader

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maruuax · 2 months ago

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finally decided to make an art masterlist; this will be for easier navigation❗️[ side note: the orders of the artworks are chronological from oldest to newest.]

FANDOMS

• Last Legacy

~ Anisa Anka:

[1] old pin design

~Sage Lesath:

[1] old pin design

[2] morning! with sage

• Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint (ORV)

~ Yoo Joonghyuk:

[1] YJH traditional pencil sketch

[2] YJH WIP

[3] YJH finish ver!

~ the kids (Lee Gilyoung, Shin Yoosung, Lee jihye)

[1] as the three girls on google streets

• OCS

- empty at the moment! -

• Reverse: 1999

- empty at the moment! -

• The Arcana

~ Julian/Ilya Devorak

[1] traditional doodles

[2] red plague

[3] WIP

[4] finish ver!

• Touchstarved

~ Ais

[1] wood carving headcanon

[2] bday doodle request: BIG CHICKEN

[3] bday doodle request: how many sparrow..?

~ Kuras

[1] shards of gold

~ Leander

[1] birthday art

[2] WIP

[3] no strings attached, right?

~ MC

[1] target

[2] ..right??

~ Mhin

[1] sneak peek of WIP

[2] finish ver!

~ Vere

[1] silly dog

#art masterlist #art #fanart #digital drawing #digital art #illustration #artist on tumblr #omniscient reader's viewpoint #orv #touchstarved game #fictif last legacy #last legacy anisa #last legacy sage #orv yjh #the arcana #the arcana game

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fizzydreamz · 11 months ago

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☞Art Masterlist ☜

Started December 31st, 2023

Last Edited April 14th, 2024

(Reminder that some of these are way older than others. I'm sure you'll be able to tell which ones are more recent.)

ℕ𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕝 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕪

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

Humans

The King's First Design Attempt

Raiden Adamos and Lee Kallis

Griffin Evergeen

Official Design feat. The Queen

Charlotte Doan

Official Design feat. Griffin Evergreen

Zelda Whitlock

Digital Art for the First Time

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

Mysticals

Anubis Thora

First Reveal w/ Zelda Whitlock

Silly Art + Facial Expressions

Smash or Pass?

Petra and Peter Oliver

Digital Rendering (WIP)

Marietta Enoka

Full Character Sheet

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

Divine Oracles/Deities

Raeni and Raymond Brooks

First Design Reveal

Digital Art for the First Time

Alaric Sagespine

He just needs some hugs

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

Vampires

Luther Ashdown and Gabriel

Eugene

He's so trustworthy

New Design + Rendering

First Design Reveal

✧ Demons ✧

...

Extra Art

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

Angels

Gabriel

Light Study

Him and Claude

Interactive Meme

Gabriel, Uriel, Haniel

Gabriel and Luther Ashdown

Gabriel and Nacho (D&D)

Other Angels

Jophiel and Haniel

Micheal Yelling

Fully Colored Stickers!

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕪

Stellars

Killian

From Sketchbook to Digitial

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

𝔼𝕩𝕥𝕣𝕒 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 (𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕥 + 𝕆𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕆𝕔𝕤, 𝕖𝕥𝕔.)

18th Birthday Art!

Yuta + My oc Claude

Twst and Jojo's Drawings

Floyd Leech (Twst)

Chuki (Queen Shiba's Oc)

Rendering with ocs (First Attempt)

I think we're gonna have to kill this guy feat. Ezekiel Ableson and Marietta (My ocs)

Not Serious Oc Shirt Doodles (Adult Joke Warning on one of the shirts)

Touchstarved (Game) Mhin and Vere + Oc Art Dump

Estevan and Maxi Low Quality Ed.

Touchstarved (Game) Leander and Esetvan Low Quality

Splatoon Ocs (Captain 3 and Agent 4)

Splatoon Agents Eye Reveal (Captain and 4)

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

𝕆𝕔𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕍𝕚𝕓𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕤 𝔸𝕟𝕚𝕞𝕖/𝕍𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕠-𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 (𝔽𝕦𝕟 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤)

Luther Ashdown (oc) and Leone Abbacchio

Vinegar Doppio and Prince Emir

♥ All drawings and rightful ocs belong to FizzyDreamz ♥

#art masterlist #everything is organized now #fizzy’s ocs #oc masterlist

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justcallmecj · 4 months ago

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Touchstarved Masterlist

My Touchstarved specific tag(s):

Touchstarved emotes

My OC:

Zarina Character Sheets

MC questions post I answered w/trivia

Zarina + Li arts I did for her bday

All It Takes Is A Little Bit of Faith

SFW:

Kuras

Leander

Vere

Ais

Mhin

NSFW:

Kuras

Leander

Vere

Ais

Mhin

Other Stuff:

Touchstarved Emote Board (Updated as I go) (Original board post)

Question for Touchstarved theorists

#touchstarved game #touchstarved headcanons #touchstarved x reader #touchstarved oc #justcallmecj headcanons #justcallmecj fics

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chouettecrivaine · 1 year ago

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ᐟᐟ☆ welcome to this mobile-friendly masterlist! in an effort to avoid reaching the link limit, i’ve decided to link to the tags you’ll most likely need to browse! hope you find what you’re looking for <3

ᐟᐟ☆ GENSHIN IMPACT

⟡ all works

✮•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✧˚　Characters　˚✧˚•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✮

how about we explore the area ahead of us later?

ᐟᐟ☆ TOUCHSTARVED

⟡ all works

✮•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✧˚　Characters　˚✧˚•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✮

⟡ Ais

⟡ Kuras

⟡ Leander

⟡ Mhin

⟡ Vere

ᐟᐟ☆ TWISTED WONDERLAND

󠁐⟡ all works

󠁐⟡ HEARTSICK;; vampire au

⟡ SOVEREIGNTY;; royalty au

✮•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✧˚　Characters　˚✧˚•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✮

⟡ Riddle Rosehearts

⟡ Trey Clover

⟡ Cater Diamond

⟡ Deuce Spade

⟡ Ace Trappola

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

⟡ Leona Kingscholar

⟡ Ruggie Bucchi

⟡ Jack Howl

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

⟡ Azul Ashengrotto

⟡ Jade Leech

⟡ Floyd Leech

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

⟡ Kalim Al-Asim

⟡ Jamil Viper

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

⟡ Vil Schoenheit

⟡ Rook Hunt

⟡ Epel Felmier

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

⟡ Idia Shroud

⟡ Ortho Shroud

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

⟡ Malleus Draconia

⟡ Lilia Vanrouge

⟡ Silver

⟡ Sebek Zigvolt

ᐟᐟ☆ Honkai: Star Rail

󠁐󠁐⟡ all works

✮•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✧˚　Characters　˚✧˚•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✮

the express is in transit! pom-pom will return soon!

ᐟᐟ☆ OBEY ME! SHALL WE DATE?

󠁐⟡ all works

✮•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✧˚　Characters　˚✧˚•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✮

⟡ solomon

⟡ lucifer

⟡ barbatos

⟡ simeon

ᐟᐟ☆ OUR LIFE

󠁐⟡ all works

⟡ beginnings & always

⟡ now & forever

✮•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✧˚　Characters　˚✧˚•̩̩͙✧•̩̩͙˚✮

⟡ cove holden

⟡ derek suarez

⟡ baxter ward

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

⟡ qiu lin

⟡ tamarack baumann

#🚀 atlas ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{organization}

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leerevoid · 9 months ago

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Do Not Touch - Masterlist

Crossposted on Ao3.

As if we have been waiting already from the beginning Nobody knows our relationship You and I gradually come across each other's time

In which Leere learns to Live, and Mhin lives to learn.

•─────��☾ ☽⋅─────•

Rating : 18+

Pairing : Mhin x afab oc

Tags : Canon-Typical Violence, Set after the Demo, Alcohol, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, Smut, amab Mhin, AFAB Original Character, Named Original Character - Freeform, Origin: The Unnamed (TOUCHSTARVED), Written Pre-TOUCHSTARVED Release, Attempted Sexual Assault, Leander is a Bastard in this fic I'm sorry, I love him too I assure you it's for plot okay

•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

Chapter 1 - One Lie Leads to Another

Chapter 2 - The Narrow Line Between You and Me

Chapter 3 - I Can Hear Your Call

Chapter 4 - TBA

#touchstarved #mhin #touchstarved game #touchstarved oc #mhin x oc #touchstarved x oc #touchstarved mhin

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vermilionsun · 4 months ago

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This is a gift for @tassqueen - "We need Sad tragic traumatizing mhin angst" ;) Blame them /j

Mhin

🕊 Please, please, please

🕊 Darlin' don't threaten me with a good time

🕊 A heart's catalyst

🕊 Limbs exchanged for leaves

🕊 The rain doesn't scare me (and neither do your tears)

🕊 Costumer Service

🕊 Erase my birth, forget the date

🕊 I'll worship your sins (just set me free)

🕊 To kill a (mocking)bird

🕊 Ingénu

🕊 As a hunter

🕊 The child of love

#verewrites #red spring studios #touchstarved #ts #touchstarved headcanons #touchstarved game #touchstarved oneshot #headcannons #oneshot #masterlist #mhin #mhin headcanons #mhin ts #ts mhin #mhin touchstarved #touchstarved mhin #mhin oneshot #mhin masterlist #mhin angst

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lu-dao-writes · 9 days ago

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TOUCHSTARVED Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

My first ever kinktober event (hosted by vermilionsun) I’m participating in! I don’t believe it’ll be exactly 31, but it’s something! Hope you enjoy the sin, please be 18+!

⟢ Fingering (Kuras/Reader)

⟢ Smoking (Ais/Vere)

⟢ Toys (Elyon/Reader)

⟢ Balcony/Roof (Mhin/Wei)

⟢ Body Art (Ais/Vere)

⟢ Bondage/Rope (Vere/Leander)

⟢ Face Sitting (Sen/Reader)

⟢ Menstruation (Mhin/Wei)

⟢ Clone Sex/Selfcest (Vere/Xiao)

⟢ Cockwarming (Vere/Xiao/Ais)

⟢ Mirror/Window Sex (Mhin/Vere)

⟢ Tentacles (Touchstarved x Silent Hill) (PH!Ais/Reader/Nurse!Vere)

⟢ Sadomasochism & Choking (Sen/Elyon)

⟢ Crossdressing (Ais/Wei)

⟢ Car Sex (Ais/Reader)

⟢ Forced to stay quiet (Mhin x Wei)

⟢ Boot Humping (Vere/Leander) (Prequel to Bondage one)

⟢ Sensation Play (Elyon/Reader)

⟢ A/B/O (O!Mhin x O!Reader x A!Leander)

#•⋅⊰∙☽𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃☾∙⊱⋅•#divider by ithemes #divider by creepysp4ghetti #touchstarved x reader #touchstarved shitposting #touchstarved fanfic #kinktober #ais #vere #mhin #leander #kuras #sen #elyon

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softagenda · 11 months ago

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rest, ye merry gentleman

leander x reader(neutral)

jealousy x gift giving x winter vibes

originally posted on ao3

masterlist

Preview

“And should I not expect a simple morsel of your regard, or am I not worth even a crumb from your table?”

An incredulous laugh bubbled up from your throat. You watched his expression grow mulish at the sound, before shaking your head. “You’re serious about this.”

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Winter’s chill covered the city in a thin, gossamer sheet of ice. Moonlight glinted and sparkled off rooftops and lampposts, icicles like sharp fangs dangling from their eves and arms. Snow flurried down and slipped beneath your hood as you skirted along the slippery street toward the Wet Wick.

Even Eridia, the city that never sleeps, seemed to settle in for a night indoors - the streets empty but for a few hurrying travelers, some carrying boxes and satchels, eyes darting around and arms guarding their packages. You drew more than a few wary looks with the black cloak and sword strapped to your hip.

When you turned the corner and spotted the familiar sign trembling above the door, you sagged a little with relief. Finally. After three back to back jobs hunting down monsters, your body ached for the sweet release of a bath and sleep.

As you’d expect, the end of year festivities in Eridia enticed people to congregate: packed markets with sumptuous food and exotic ingredients, vendors hawking jewelry and luxuries for gifts, buskers singing, dancing, and playing instruments all along the street. And congregating people drew not only more business and fanfare into the city, but monsters along the trade routes and Soulless within the alleys. You and Mhin had been running into each other so frequently in between exterminations that you’d set up an informal coffee break in the early evening at a local strudel stand.

The bell jingled merrily as you stepped over the threshold. A wave of warm, ale-steeped air embraced you, soothing the chill across your cheeks. A small crowd of people remained in the Wick, a huddle of Hounds here, a sleeping drunk there. The musician drowsily strummed on his lute as he sat on the edge of the stage, listing toward the young man watching him moonily from a nearby table.

The bartender glanced up, caught sight of you, and lifted a brow.

You thought for a second before nodding. A bath could wait a little longer - the open armchair by the fire was calling.

By the time you reached the bar, a glass of whiskey awaited you. You grabbed it, took a fortifying, burning sip, before making your way toward the fire. As you grew closer to the two wingback armchairs, two leather boots came into view propped up on the rug. A hand draped over the edge, gloved fingers holding the rim of a twin whiskey glass.

Your gaze drew up the stout, black leather and golden buckles, thick thigh muscle encased lovingly within the material, before you forced yourself to look away, your mouth suddenly dry.

Leander stirred when you dropped into the armchair opposite him. His dark eyes caught yours for a moment, the firelight flickering from within their depths, before a smile turned the corner of his mouth. “Wondered when you’d come back. I almost gave up and turned in.”

You shot him a look, not dignifying that lie with a response. Even without knowledge of his insomnia, you knew for a fact that Leander would not have casually shrugged off your absence. He had likely planned to wait until midnight, then send a call out to the Hounds to find you.

His protective nature, once he had decided to include you in his ‘pack,’ warmed your heart and at times frustrated you to no end.

Leander grinned, his cheek propped up on his palm. “You’re right - who am I fooling? How could I sleep without you there to warm my bed?”

“I suppose that explains why you don’t.” You snorted, taking a larger sip and relishing the sweet taste in your mouth, the burn down your throat.

“Yet,” he murmured, his deep voice warming your blood faster than any alcohol, before he changed topic. “How’d the jobs go?”

“Fine.” Your schedule had been so full of exterminations, the cycle of monsters so repetitive, that you’d grown almost bored with it all. “There was a small adjustment on the last one - requester had noted one Soulless, but we found four - but nothing we couldn’t handle.”

“We?”

“Mhin and I.” A yawn broke through your words, a weight of sleep settling in your chest. You nestled a little deeper in the armchair and leaned your head against the leather side. “They were working the same street, so we teamed up. Then I skinned a zalamander, sold it to the leatherer, and here I am.”

Leander hummed, staring at your wrist. “That bracelet’s from them, I suppose.”

“Hmm? Oh, yes.” You lifted your arm. A thin silver band gleamed in the firelight, etched with runic symbols of protection. It’d been a surprise - a welcome one - when, face aflame, they’d shoved a satchel into your hand and shot off into the night, stammering all the while. You glanced up at Leander’s face and promptly sighed. “Don’t.’

“Don’t what?”

“Don’t look at me like that.” Your eyes narrowed on him, knowingly. “Lock those dragon eyes away.”

Those same eyes bore into yours, covetous and secretive, emerald depths glowing ever so slightly effervescent.

“Mhin’s terrible about gifts. You know it. They literally threw it at me before vanishing into the night, like a vampire fleeing a rosary.” You looked away and drank the rest of your whiskey, the ice kissing your lips. “Said they didn’t like to owe people.”

“And why did they feel a debt was owed?”

“I gave them and Kuras a couple loaves of spiced walnut bread. Remember, from last week?”

“Ah.” A long moment passed, then Leander slowly uncurled from the armchair and leaned forward, his elbows braced on his knees. He held your gaze over the bridge of his fingers, his mouth hidden from view. “And you say I shouldn’t feel envious?”

You frowned. “Over bread?”

“Mhin, Kuras. Ais. Even Vere has received a gift from you this winter.”

“You mean the dagger he literally stole from me after I tried to stab him with it?” Certainly an unintentional gift that you very much held a grudge over. It was an enchanted dagger with a blood-thinning curse - cuts from the blade would prove particularly difficult to heal. You could only hope he chose to ‘regift’ it at some point. Probably in a dark alley, when you least expected it.

Leander’s eyes narrowed. “I know that scarf around Morhan’s neck was from you.”

You glanced at the bartender before replying, a little defensive, “After so many free drinks, it seemed rude not to give him something.”

He huffed, glaring into the fire.

You sat up, drowsy warmth fading at his tone. “You literally ate two of those loaves by yourself at breakfast that day. You wouldn’t even share with your men.” Indignant, more than a little confused, you wondered where this was all coming from, when - “Wait. Are you… jealous?”

“And should I not expect a simple morsel of your regard, or am I not worth even a crumb from your table?”

An incredulous laugh bubbled up from your throat. You watched his expression grow mulish at the sound, before shaking your head. “You’re serious about this.”

The flicker of hurt, barely there and quickly concealed, sobered you up immediately.

With a long, heavy sigh, you sat the glass down on the floor and rose from the chair. He straightened at your approach, his jaw clenched before dropping completely when you nudged him back with a hand on his shoulder and braced a knee on the cushion, leaning over his lap.

One of Leander’s hands settled on your hip as he tipped backward, lifting his chin to stair up into your face. Your gaze trailed over his strong jaw, high cheekbones, proud nose - the thick fan of lashes around his gorgeous green eyes. You cupped his cheek, your thumb stroking the jagged edge of his scar, heat pooling in your stomach.

You smiled. “Go to bed.”

He listed closer, his fingers searching for the hem of your shirt. “Come with me?”

Your thumb rose higher, brushing the dark circles under his eyes. “It’s been two days at least. You need the rest. Actual rest.”

“I spoke true, earlier. I would sleep much better with you in my arms,” he said, his voice low and deep. Maybe, after hours of decidedly sleepless activities. His gaze dipped slightly to your lips, before rising once more. Then he stilled. “Two days?”

You licked your lips, delighting at the way his eyes immediately paid fervid attention to them, before craning your neck to say, just beyond his mouth, “Had you returned to your rooms since, you would not be sulking over gifts at all.”

It took a moment for the words to sink in as Leander rose, attempting to capture your lips in a kiss. Then the hazy longing cleared as his eyes brightened in understanding. “You…”

Two days prior, you had snuck into his room and laid a wrapped parcel on his nightstand. A gold spyglass, enchanted with the ability to see through walls, across vast distances, and to map the stars. Compact enough to hand on his belt or in the pocket of his coat. Engraved with the symbol of the Bloodhounds. It had cost several days wages, but luckily you had enough to spare after the busy season.

Smirking, you kissed him quick and sweet before sliding out of his grasp. He was a couple seconds too late to trap you, missing your waist but catching your hand. Leander tugged you closer and held your gaze as he placed a slow, equally sweet kiss on your knuckles. “Well, now you have to come. You must be present so that I can convey my gratitude immediately and … appropriately.”

‘Appropriately’ undoubtedly meant enthusiastically, carnally, and relentlessly.

Heat burned in your cheeks, but you held fast to your intentions. “I won’t be complicit in your insomnia.” At his pout, you mused, “rest well tonight, and perhaps I could be persuaded tomorrow…”

“I’ll hold you to that,” and to me, his eyes seemed to say.

“I’m counting on it.”

Finally, you tugged your hand free and headed toward the stairs, his gaze like a heated caresse on your back.

When you had removed your coat and prepared to undress for a bath, you noticed a box on your pillow. Beneath the wrapped lid and silk ribbon, nestled in a velvet cushion, laid a new, enchanted dagger. It had a supple leather handle and a large, oval emerald set into the pommel.

You lifted the dagger and brought the blade to your face. Pure silver. Runes etched into the spine forming the cornerstone of a curse: paralysis and blood-thinning.

You paused for a long moment, hot down to your bones, before turning on your heel and heading to the door.

Leander could get that night’s sleep tomorrow instead.

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a/n: comments and kudos appreciated! happy holidays!

#leander x mc #leander x reader #leander fic #touchstarved fic #touchstarved imagines #touchstarved leander #otome fanfic

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