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actuallysaiyan · 3 days ago

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Kinky Business

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, somnophilia, exhibition, age play, marking, biting, oral sex(fem receiving), pain kink, power play, d/s dynamics, lewd content, kink exploration word count: 1.3k pairings: multi but separate MHA characters(Nana, Sorahiko, Shouta, Hizashi, Nemuri and Dabi) x Fem!Reader a/n: part two coming soon! Hope you enjoy my last post of 2024!

dividers: @adornedwithlight

taglist: @thissaintjessi. @cherryblossombankai, @thestarsystemsworld @pixelcafe-network

Nana is obsessed with power dynamics. She wants to feel like she’s in charge, but she won’t go overboard with her own strength.

She loves to make you feel safe and loved, all while pushing your limits in terms of pleasure and overstimulation.

If you cry and beg and squirm, it’ll only serve to turn her on even more than she was to begin with.

Nana Shimura…who’s obsessed with POWER PLAY kinks. She wants to feel like she’s the one in control. She presses her breasts in your face, making you suckle on her nipples. She wants to sit on your face, while holding your wrists down. Don’t worry, there’s always a safe word in place. Even while on a date, you can expect Nana to make the choices for you. She loves it when you wear something revealing so that she can show you off a bit. Call her “mommy” and she might actually lose it. She wants to manhandle you as much as possible, mark you up so you know who you belong to.

You wouldn’t guess it, but the man has a biting fetish. He loves to mark you up. He enjoys seeing the teeth marks embedded in your soft skin.

He’s one for hickies too. Deep, red marks…bordering on purple a lot of the time. It’s just something he can’t stop himself from doing sometimes.

Please let him mark you up in places only you and him will see. It’s like a little secret you two share. It turns him on like nothing else to strip you and to see those beautiful marks he left the last time.

Sorahiko Torino…who’s obsessed with MARKING you up. He revels in the fact that only HE can bite you. He loves nothing more than pounding into you and biting down on your breasts. He nibbles your tits a lot, biting and sucking on the supple flesh. If he’s in public with you, Torino enjoys pulling you close and leaving a fresh hickey on your neck. He wants to make sure everyone knows that you belong to him and only him. You’re regularly covered in dark, red spots. He likes to leave bruises too, where he can press soft kisses.

The man enjoys his down time and he enjoys being able to sleep. What’s better than just sleeping? Having a cuddlefuck session where he can be balls deep and just cuddle.

In his sleeping bag, you both fit and he’s able to make you feel so good while being comfortable with you. He usually loves to shove his hand down your pants and finger you while snuggling in the sleeping bag.

What gets him going is that sometimes you two do this while others could be around. Hizashi and Nemuri could be lurking about, but really they have no idea what’s going on.

Shouta Aizawa…who’s obsessed with CUDDLEFUCKING. He loves holding you close, pushing into you from behind. His warm breath on your neck as he pants and whimpers about how fucking good you feel. You’re always so damn tight and so warm. Sometimes it just lulls him back to sleep, especially if he’s doing this first thing after he wakes up. In fact, this is one of his favorite things to do to wake up. Being balls deep inside of you after consciousness returns and he shakes the dreams away is the best part of his day.

Hizashi knows how to use his quirk to his advantage whenever he goes down on you. It’s a little party trick he picked up while in his hook up phase and he’s never looked back since.

Your cunt just tastes so fucking good. Your clit is so easy to suckle on. And when he starts to hum and amplifies it to vibrate, it drives you crazy.

You’ve definitely squirted a lot this way. Hizashi was very happy to figure out that he could make you feel this way the first time it happened. Now you’ve always got towels ready to lay out on the bed.

Hizashi Yamada…who’s obsessed with ORAL SEX. He enjoys giving a little more than receiving, only because he knows what you like and he can use his quirk to his advantage. Talk about voice kink too, considering he can turn you on just with his dirty talk. And he’ll eagerly pull that out anytime and any place too. Think you’re going to have a normal, innocent day? Guess again! Hizashi’s in your ear, whispering about how he’s going to take you home, have you spread out on the sheets and to feast on you. His tongue is always so warm, so wet. And then when he suckles on your clit and pulls out that special move, it makes you go crazy.

Nemuri loves that you’ll indulge in her fantasies. She enjoys being able to use her quirk on you and that you completely trust her as well. It makes her happy that you two have such a wonderful love.

You play the sleeping beauty part so well too. That quirk of hers is powerful, but you two have found a way to make you just sleepy and not completely passed out. With this, she uses sensory play on you and makes you so unbelievably horny.

And of course, somnophilia is a very big kink in your relationship. You find it a lot of fun to just allow your lover to take over while you’re in such a vulnerable position.

Nemuri Kayama…who’s obsessed with SOMNOPHILIA. She enjoys putting you under her spell, making you fall asleep. Then she lovingly begins to kiss you all over. Her hands are always so soft as she takes off your clothes. Anything to make you feel comfortable. You two play around with sensory play too, especially whenever you’re in more of a sleepy state. She’s been able to figure out how to use her quirk just right so that you’re not completely asleep, and this is when she loves to tease you. Her warm breath on your wet pussy has you whimpering so cutely. Her fingers gently spread your folds as she leans in to savor your taste.

Dabi is very much into playing around with risks. He wants to have fun whenever and wherever he can. It doesn’t matter if there are others around, he’s going to love fooling around with you anyway.

The more risk involved, the hotter things are for Dabi. He gets excited to try new things. And with his pain tolerance being so high, he can have fun with you trying painful things on him.

Bite him, tug on his nipples, flick the head of his cock while hard. He’s gonna be so aroused to have you doing these things to him. But also, he’ll flip it around and test your pain tolerance as well.

Touya Todoroki/Dabi…who’s obsessed with RISKS. He loves to take risks when it comes to sex. He loves being able to make you feel good, even if someone is around and could spot you. It makes him hard whenever you give him that look, the one that says “please play with me”. He’s also big on anything with pain, considering his pain tolerance is very high and he basically can’t even feel pain. Dabi’s the kind of man who will pin you against a wall and shove his hands up your shirt to play with your tits while he makes out with you. Doesn’t matter who’s around. He desperately wants you to tug on his hair, or to bite his lower lip. And if you dare tug on his balls ever so slightly while sucking him off, he won’t last long. Just the thought of pain makes him aroused, but be prepared to take it as well.

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ofoceansandtombsanew · 3 days ago

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sparkler

cw. fem!reader, childhood friends au (dawn island era), pure fluff, pre-relationship, unrealized (mutual) feelings, first kiss, new year's kiss

pairing. portgas d. ace x reader

synopsis. on the eve of ace's 16th birthday, and your second to last new year in your hometown, you suggest trying your hand (or lips) at a staple new year's tradition.

notes. first fic of the year, baby! this time, it's going to the greatest anime man of all time, he deserves it. the reader is shorter than ace and happens to be the older of the two, but hopefully it's a fun read regardless. i like the writing the innocence and awkwardness of young love, it's really sweet. divider by @/cafekitsune.

"Well look at that," you giggle, unsurprised, at how Luffy lays eagle spread on his back. His snores filling the air make up for the lack of crickets. "He's knocked the hell out." You poke his cheek, the 12 year old's head turning with no resistance at the motion.

Ace snorts from his perch next to the window but the moonlight illuminates the softness of his expression. "Coming all the way out here was his idea too."

"I can stay up all night!" The boy flailed when the idea of awaiting New Year's Day in the old windmill was proposed. "I'm older now, so I won't fall asleep!" He insisted the same way he did the previous year when he was 11. And the year before that. And the year before that.

With an amused sigh, you cover the boy with another blanket as Ace continues, "we'll just have to wake him up. Again. He'll pout if we don't." You make a noise of agreement as you make your way back to your place at the window.

Even this far from the Goa Kingdom's most remote establishment, you can feel the buzzing excitement of the whole island. Something about the upcoming year does something to the atmosphere. You're sure even the nobles in High Town are anxious with anticipation in their extravagant attire and even more extravagant parties. Somehow you know those celebrations have nothing on the ones you have with your boys.

Typically you'd be in the heart of Mt. Corvo, watching as the clan of bandits sang and drank. After a raucous chorus of cheers as the clock struck midnight and the distant fireworks roared, a boisterous birthday song ensued once Luffy was shaken away with the promise of food. Dadan would gripe but she'd still bring a cake out the kitchen, the only time she'd let the 'gremlins living in her house' eat sugar so late.

It's a little different being in the old windmill.

The bandits are back home and Dadan said if they'd be out at the windmill all night, then they wouldn't be getting cake until tomorrow. A worthy sacrifice for the cause. Luffy wanted to see the fireworks this time, so the fireworks you'd see.

You breathe in the crisp winter air, watching in amusement as your breath billows into smoky plume when you exhale.

One more year. Almost, you add after a second. Once it's midnight, you officially have one more year before you and Ace leave this place. Resting your chin on your arms, you look at the dark-haired boy. Your fingers dig into your palms without your meaning to when you see his profile illuminated by the moon's glow.

Pretty is the word that comes to mind.

Ace has always been cute. It's been an objective fact since you were 10 and he was more sour than sweet. In this moment, however, 'pretty' is the only word you can use to describe him.

Ace is very pretty.

Elbow propped and chin resting on his palm, Ace is truly something to behold. Maybe it's in how you can barely see his freckles on his cheeks, or maybe it's in how the quiet breeze caresses his hair.

For a reason you can't fathom, the corner of your eyes prickle and they feel more sensitive to the cold.

I don't know why I wanna cry when I look at you sometimes, as if to ground yourself, you breathe deeply and the feeling passes. It's strange but it seldom happens. Maybe you're just happy that you're both still alive and the promise you made as little kids is going to come to fruition.

"I'll join your crew," you told him earnestly the winter after you turned 11. Dawn Island was covered in a blanket of snow and in an hour Luffy would stumble into your precious hideout and drop the bombshell of the century. Even then, it wouldn't matter. Ace's father could be the devil himself and he'd still be your friend, the captain of your crew. "Then you won't be alone when the journey's over because I'll still be there."

You'll both turn 17 and then you'll head off on a small boat to seas unknown. It's finally so close to happening. Just one more (almost) year and you'll leave late spring after Luffy's birthday. One more birthday before you go.

You don't realize you're staring until you see dark brown eyes looking back at you, lips turned in a shy smile. "What is it?"

You blink, suddenly aware of your surroundings again. Your cheeks feel hot in the cool night. "Nothing," you murmur. You hold each other's gaze in spite of your words when in any other situation you'd have looked away by now, embarrassed. A wave of silence, save for Luffy's snores, pass over you again. Like a babbling brook, you can't help yourself, opening your mouth once more. "You've just… changed a lot, I guess."

"They're good changes, right?" Ace chuckles sheepishly.

It's a contagious feeling, your lips curling upwards at the sound. The Ace you know now smiles more than he frowns and looks the most alive in the sun. It's a stark contrast to the boy you first met. The one who frowned constantly and pushed away anyone who tried to get close, akin to a scared cat. "Yeah," you nod into your arms, not minding how your cheek presses against your eye. "Definitely good." So is the fuzzy feeling in your chest; the one always happy when Ace is around.

His smile is a little softer; at least that's what it looks like. "Good." Good. "It's also pretty good I'm taller than you now, huh?"

"Oh shut up," you shove the boy lightly. You may have been the tallest of your band when you were 10, but it came to a staggering halt after you reached 160 centimeters. You'd fought hard but Ace had eventually surpassed you when you were 12 and he hasn't let you forget since. "I'm still older than you, you know," you remind him petulantly.

"And you'll still be short," Ace replies all too pleased with himself.

You glare at Ace sourly before the two of you erupt in shared laughter. "Stop being an ass," you say as your laughter subsides into light huffs. "Makino'll cry if she knows you're being mean to me."

"There was nothing in her lessons against teasing," Ace snorts and the laughter subsides.

Holding each other's gazes does not.

Your shoulders feel tense even when there is no reason for them to be. It's strange to be even a little nervous around someone you trust with your entire life. Ace doesn't seem to have the same problem, though. At least, until you notice his hand flexing between an open and closed palm.

The two of you jolt at the sound of a particularly loud yelp, eyes whipping in the direction of the village.

It's time?

A moment passes, however, and there are no fireworks.

Damn.

The two of you sigh in exasperated unison. "False alarm," Ace grumbles.

"Looks like Luffy gets a few more Z's, then," you drape yourself over the window sill. Even the silhouettes of the windmills from which the village earned its name look like they're growing antsy. "You're lucky, your birthday always comes with a guaranteed light show."

"It's just an excuse for everyone to get wasted and call off work," Ace waves a hand nonchalantly in dismissal. "Even at Dadan's everyone ends up sleeping in until 3."

"No," you sit up properly once more. "The entire world is celebrating. That's special."

It's brief but a humorless huff escapes Ace's lips, "they're not celebrating me."

He doesn't look at you when he says it, eyes firmly staring out the window. You're sure he feels your eyes on him though. "They're all celebrating your birthday because I said so," you scoot a bit closer, nudging him with your elbow. "You get the biggest party, a guaranteed light show, all the works. You even get all the once-a-year traditions!"

At your clumsy insistence, he looks your way with the smallest hint of a smile for your efforts. "Getting drunk is an all the time thing at our place."

Our place, he says it seamlessly. Like you've belonged at Dadan's your whole life when you only started staying over more and more after your grandfather passed. "Hey don't doubt me, I am the fun fact queen," you puff our your chest, feeling light. "There's this kingdom in the New World called Dressrosa; a book I read said they eat 12 grapes! And other islands close by to it party at cemeteries!"

"That one sounds like something you'd do," Ace adds in his commentary.

You're giddy at how he knows you so well, "and in some countries, they hang onions on their door."

"Onions?"

"Onions," you repeat yourself solemnly.

"It's nice to know people are out there hanging up onions on my birthday," Ace snickers. Another grin breaks out across your face at the sight. "What are people doing here on Dawn Island then?"

"Drinkin'."

"I already know that one!" You don't dodge how Ace pinches your cheek, giggling all the while.

You shake away his hand, not minding how the sensation of his touch lingers on your skin. "Okay, okay, I'll be serious," you sigh as if he is asking you to bring him all of your weight in gold. You think back to New Year's Eves and midnight celebrations past. Demarius and the gang are probably down there right now, you realize.

If someone had told you when you were 10 you'd grow a moderate distance apart from your Windmill Village friends, you would call them crazy. A boring adult who liked spoiling the fun of children. Sure enough the non-existent prophecy came true.

It's been 6 years since you were a child playing Marines only because it's what Demarius and Stacey wanted to play. Your game of choice, Adventuring Sailor, was apparently too vague.

You seldom saw them unless you made the effort to trek down town. Visit your old home, dust off your old things. Visiting your grandfather's grave. Then you'd swing by Pierre's and suddenly you were all together again chatting like not much had changed between you.

Demarius and Stacey counted down the days until Garp would finally take them to a navy base like he promised. "We just have to be 16 and he'll take us to enlist." They'll be leaving this year then.

Lisa Lisa being 13 still has a few years (soon to be a couple) to go.

Pierre is more than content to take over his family's farm. Windmill Village is all he knows and all he is interested in knowing.

Then there's you, the aspiring pirate. It didn't have to be a pirate; you just wanted to be on the sea with no strict rules and regulations telling you where to go. Pirate just sort of became what you will end up doing. Your friends are kind enough not to comment on it. Much. Demarius still tries getting you to change your mind from time to time.

There's a clear divide between you all now, minute it may be. They're not your closest confidants anymore and you're not theirs.

The New Year's celebrations you had together in the past were still fun though.

Makino and the aunties made a huge spread, everyone sang and then there was the countdown to ring in the new year. You'd always been too concerned with the fireworks ー large, blooming flowers in the sky. You saw it sometimes, though, if you glanced around before your eyes looked up.

There's always a handful of people who press their lips against one another when the clock strikes 12 and the fireworks are soaring.

"Uhh, people kiss." Ace sputters at your words, coughing in surprise. "Yeah people kiss; no bullshit," you confirm before he can ask you to repeat yourself.

"Why?!"

You shrug, ignoring how your own heart is beating less evenly, "Makino said it's supposed to make your love life lucky in the new year. But I dunno," when you visited a week prior, Stacey had been prime for his New Year's kiss. Apparently he's had a bunch; you wouldn't know, you haven't been in town for New Year's Eve since Luffy, Ace and Sabo became part of your life. "Stacey's apparently been macking it up since we were 14 and I've never seen the guy date anybody."

Ace looks like he's run a 5k after he collects himself. You hold back a chuckle knowing it'd embarrass him further. I kinda wish it was tomorrow already. It's cute when Ace blushes, looking reminiscent of a strawberry. It's a look you're surprisingly fond of. "Have you?"

Ace looks at you with a raised eyebrow, "have I what?"

"Have you ever kissed anyone at midnight?"

"No," Ace mutters, shoulders up to his ears as he avoids your gaze. "I was busy beating up thugs for pirate savings back then." He certainly hadn't kissed anyone at New Year's in the time you've known him. The most affection he ever gets are clasps on the shoulder and proud hugs. "Besides who would I have even kissed? Dadan? Dogra?"

You snort, "you're not their type."

He rolls his eyes at your jibe, "yeah, yeah, neither are you."

A breeze passes by and you blink, staring at Ace's form, not a single thought passing through your mind. Truly, it's word vomit at its finest. You aren't sure what makes you say, "well what about kissing me?"

It's when Ace looks at you, eyes wide, and face undoubtedly red even if its tinted blue in the moonlight, that you feel bashful. You can't find it in you to retract your words, you grip your knees tightly. You wonder if you look more calm than you feel. "You know, for New Year's. I haven't either and," you suddenly cough, unsure of who you're trying to convince more. "Well, it isn't like I'm trying to fall in love any time soon or anything but I've never kissed anyone. And if I'm gonna I don't want it to be weird. Or with someone I don't know. You're my best friend so it won't be weird. Not that we have to," you add quickly.

The seconds, minutes or perhaps years it takes for Ace to answer feel like eons. Waking up Luffy in time for the fireworks seems like a less daunting task. Maybe you should, lest you die of embarrassment where you sit.

Thankfully ー thankfully ー Ace puts you out of your misery with a shy glance. "Alright," his voice is barely a whisper. He nods, more to himself than you, in a bout of self-assurance. "Yeah, let's do it."

"Alright," you agree dumbly.

As if they sense the agreement taking place, there is a distant chorus of excited squeals and laughs. You look out at the townscape, mind misty. When you strain your ears, you can vaguely hear the countdown beginning. 'Ten!'

Your heart clenches and Ace stutters at the same time, panicked, "Where- where do the noses go?"

Licking your lips, fidgeting, "I go one way, you go the other? That's what everyone else does."

'Eight!'

"You're sure?"

"Yeah," you suppress an anxious shudder, equal parts excited and terrified. It's Ace, it's fine. There's nothing nerve wracking about it, you tell yourself. Imagine if this was a stranger. Or worse, someone else you know. But this is Ace. You're safe with Ace, that thought makes you a fraction less nervous.

'Five!'

"What about Luffy?"

'Three!'

You spare a glance at the boy in question, still snoring away and unaware to your situation. "We'll wake him up in time."

'One!'

It's you who leans first, a bottle of nervosity and too much energy. Crossing the very thin line into Ace's space, hands resting upon the cool wooden floorboards, you press your lips against his. There's a panicked noise he makes and you jolt away with your own, "sorry, I panicked!"

Fireworks scatter across the sky, setting the sky aglow but you barely even notice it. "It's alright, I did too," Ace murmurs, brushing his fingers across his lips. You aren't sure what kind of expression he's making. Wherever he is, he isn't in the same room as you. He looks at you and you flinch, not sure if you're fearful or still full of too much energy. "We, we can try again," the sky turns red and paints Ace in a flush hue. "If you want."

Slowly you nod, "I want to."

Considerably calmer, you release a breath and this time Ace is doing the leaning. Your noise of surprise is soundless as his face slowly, carefully grows closer. In the light of the fireworks and the moon, you see him look at your lips and you swallow as your heart stutters. "It's really okay?" Ace asks, voice small.

You nod, twice for good measure, foreheads tapping against each other lightly. "It's okay."

He moves a fraction of a centimeter, glancing from your lips to yours eyes again before finally closing the gap. Your eyes close, lips puckering instinctively at the feel another against your own.

His lips are slightly chapped, warm. Ace has always been warm; he's like your own personal fireplace during the winter. It's nice. He's nice like this, lips snug against your own like you're made of something precious even if you're not. It's a kiss that feels like it lasts forever yet not long enough when he pulls away and you trail after him for a half a second before stopping yourself.

The room is gold when you open your eyes and suddenly you can hear the fireworks again. When did you stop hearing them in the first place? Brown eyes stare into your own, noses not far apart.

It's like you're the only two people in the world like this; just you and Ace.

The corner of your eyes feel prickly again, your breath intertwining in the small space between you. It must be the fireworks making you feel a tad more sentimental and you're not sure how to tether yourself to feeling normal again. Not when either of you are unsure how to break the silence, unable to look away from each other.

A shade of green erupts over the sky, a color not native to Ace at all that causes you to say something. "Happy birthday," you breathe dreamily.

Ace's lips twitch before breaking in a medium sized grin, "thanks."

You come to your senses with a hiss, "fuck, we have to get Luffy up before the fireworks end." Your knees ache as you rise onto your feet and your legs are a bit shaky as you step towards the boy. "Luffy! Get up, it's Ace's birthday! There's a meat merchant passing by!"

Luffy is up faster than you can blink, "meat?!"

"No but it is Ace's birthday," you snort, shaking your head in amusement.

That brings a brighter grin on Luffy's face, eyes shining. Luffy is as Luffy does, he wastes no time breaking into song. "Happy birthday to you," he begins, off-key as always but you join in with his singing. Your chest burns something golden that doesn't hurt and you suppress the urge to press your fingers against your lips.

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blackheart-6 · 3 days ago

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dess-ember day 31/31

very long thoughts below the read more!

hi yall

woo-hoo, ive finished another month of dess-ember!! it really has been fun, if very time consuming, but ive made many pieces over this month ive loved and had a great time sharing them all with yalls 😄😄😄

but anyways, lets get to the final entry! its a bit of an unusual one :D

its some pixel art!! i have only done 2 other pixel things this month (i originally wanted to do more, but i am very slow at it 😔), so i felt like ending with it wasnt a bad way to go!

i took dess, noelle, berdly, kris, ralsei, and susie and made some different sprites of them, which were taking the way i draw them and making them into sprite version, and also me making omori style versions as well

i had a couple different versions of the art, layed out in different ways, but stinky tumblr only lets me have 10 images. unfortunate 😔.

but anyways, now weve got the main part, each individual character! you can skip past this if you dont want to hear my thoughts i had while doing the individual drawings, its kinda alot :/

i put them all in a format like this, hopefully it isnt confusing!

we can go in order of how i have them in the very first image, so we can start with kris :D

kris was a very fun one to do, they were actually the second one i made, and them turning out so well is what led me to making even more. i feel like im pretty much entirety happy with them, the omori style turned out cute, and the deltarune style isnt half bad either! i did forget to give them bangs though, like i normally give them in my art, but i was too much of a bum to go back and fix it after i finished :|. i feel like they translated very well ❤️

next would be ralsei, but im doing him last actually, because he has the most to talk about 😤😤

now weve got susie! her hair in her canon form was tricky to translate into the omori style, but i think it was worth it, cause it turned out well! and i think her canon dark world omori sprite might be my favorite i made, her outfit turned out great!! im not as fond of my versions of her design, they didnt translate that well into sprites, but it could be worse lol. her face was a bit difficult to do, since the omori head shape is meant for a human, but i think she turned out good regardless 💜

next is berdly, and im so sorry for him, he turned out roughhh. if i thought someone like susie, with her head, was hard to translate into the omori style, it was nothing compared to trying to turn berdly into it. with his beak and his head feathers and wings and his legs... yeah, it was not a fun time 😔. i tried though, and i dont think its entirely bad! the legs are probably the worst part, they are kinda hard to see, but the rest of it came together... kinda. dont get me started on turning my version of him into a sprite though, i dont wanna talk about it 😫. sorry berdly, if i ever sprite you again ill make it up to you 🩵

next is noelle! she was the first i did, and i feel like she turned out so cute 🥰🥰🥰. her dark world, my version, deltarune style sprite might be my second favorite one i made, i think it actually translated well to sprite art. her fur is a bit rough, gradiants are tough in pixel art, but i dont think its that bad overall. but yeah, im pretty happy with her 🤎

penultimatly, weve got dess! gotta have her, its dess-ember after all!! hers was hard to do, trying to take my own design and alter it to make it more canon (mostly, i just simplified some things, but i dont think it looks enough like a canon sprite :( ill keep trying with it), but i think she turned out cute as well! im not entirely happy with it though, as i said, i might go back to fix up the deltarune styled ones at some point 💚

lastly, weve got ralsei. ohhh ralsei, how cute you are, but how difficult you were 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫. to start off with, i had a goal in mind for the deltarune style sprites. normally, when you look at the canon ralsei sprites, you might notice they look a bit different. obviously theres the hat, and the fur color, but its more than that.

theres so many differences, and yet my goal was to make the sprites lose all those differences, and be more consistent with each other. i didnt think it would be too bad, but it was a rough time. i made his hatless version easily, and i was like, oh, ill just add a hat, change his color, itll be easy!! ...it was not easy 😶‍🌫️. i did that and he looked so wrong, it barely even looked like hat ralsei at all 😖.

i mean, that doesnt look right, right?? so i had to keep editing, and changing both versions, trying to make them better. i spent so much longer on him than anyone else, but at the end, i think it was worth it! i feel like he ended up adorable, but boy was it work 😂

the omori sprites of his were pretty easy though, once i had all the deltarune sprites down i just omori-fied them, took barely any time. i did make his outline purple though, like the headspace denizens, since hes a darkner 🩷

but thats it for that! this is where youd wanna skip if you didnt wanna read all that lol. now for me to yap about this month, and dess!

i feel like this was a pretty productive dess-ember!! i definitely ramped up my art from last year, trying to do as few small drawings as possible. was that a mistake? maybe lol. it was certainly difficult, and led to pretty much every drawing being late because most of them took like 8 hours or so, but i suppose a couple hours late doesnt affect much, and i still did all 31 entries!

and id say while it was a struggle, it was a good thing i did it! i enjoyed my time drawing, and sharing all my art with yalls is always a fun time for me ^^ and i really do like drawing dess, i think i made a pretty good design for her all those years ago (like 2) 😊

there is the question though, of 'what about next year? will you do this again??' and to that i say... i dont actually know haha. i would want to, even if im busy i could always do a smaller one, but the real thing that could affect it is that, in 2025 we are getting more deltarune!!! im more excited than i could ever say, but if we see dess in canon, then i dont know if ill do another dess-ember. there would be my design vs canon design, which would be strange to reconcile with, and i imagine someone would probably do an official month for her of art prompts.

but thats all if she even appears. if she doesnt, well, expect me back next december to do this! if she does, ill have to think about it, so we will see then ^^

anyways, ive had a good month doing this! it may be a bit before i post new art, to give myself a break, but ill be back 😄

bye yall, and happy new year 2025!!! 🥳🥳🥳

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jayfrost-designs · 1 day ago

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And now for best girl Frostdawn. :D Best name, best design, best character, just best girl. :D God I love her so much, she's so strong and she's come so far and now she's finally happy. I already really liked her old ref sheet, the anatomy fit my view of her perfectly and I didn't want to change it, so I just traced the old lineart and did my best to make the rest look the same, other than the scars added.

You can find the reverse side of her design here.

For her physical description, Frostdawn is described as a small she-cat with a scarred throat and a scar on one flank from being spayed (you can see that scar on the reverse side of her image, it's the one closest to the hind leg).

Her throat was scarred twice in the same spot so I made it all one big messed-up scarred patch of skin, with the scar tissue all kind of merged together. In their final showdown, Splashtail is described as opening a long wound across her shoulders, so I gave her a good scar from that, and a few smaller ones from him scratching her flanks multiple times during their fight, and a few from him scratching her head.

For her pattern, Frostdawn is described as a light gray she-cat with darker points and blue eyes. Pattern and colors are the same as before.

Overall, I'm really really happy with how she turned out. :D

#warriors #warrior cats #erin hunter #wc #Frostdawn #Frostpaw #Frostkit #Kit #Apprentice #Medicine cat apprentice #Medicine cat #Loner #RiverClan #ShadowClan #A Starless Clan #Changing Skies

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dramioneasks · 2 days ago

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New Year’s Day Fics (2025):

one for the books by anxiousm3ss - T, one-shot - Working overtime at the Ministry of Magic on New Year's Eve ends with a proposal from Draco - and Hermione is inclined to say yes.

Granger, It's Cold Outside by DreamlikeQualities - E, 8 chapters - Draco hosts the second annual Snakes and Lions night on New Years eve, four years after the war. After last year's unfortunate end, and a year of pining, Draco is determined to set the record straight with a certain curly haired witch. What happens when he thinks he's missed his chance with Granger again on this cold winter's night?

Virtue and Righteousness by saturnovem - G, one-shot - As the countdown to midnight begins, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy share a moment that defies their past while welcoming the New Year.

The Countdown by Wheredoesshego - E, one-shot - There. Standing taller than almost everyone else in the bar, his shock of white blonde hair making him instantly recognisable, even after five long years. His back was turned so she couldn’t see his face and thankfully he couldn’t see hers either. Hermione froze, her drink clenched tightly in her hand, a cold sweat breaking out all over her body despite the heat in the bar. As though pulled by some sort of invisible string, Draco Malfoy suddenly turned and then, once again, Hermione found herself staring into the clear silver eyes of the man who had not just broken her heart, he’d smashed it into a thousand pieces. Or When Hermione makes a New Years Resolution to start afresh, her New Years party plans are derailed by the arrival of a certain blonde wizard who most certainly isn’t ready to move on. What follows is a night of miscommunication, jealousy, sexual tension and angst. But as the countdown to midnight begins, Draco and Hermione finally open up and discover just how much they really have been missing.

Through the Maze of Desire by myeuphoricmindset - G, one-shot - 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘳’𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰𝘯. He stood before her—a figure cloaked in black and silver, his mask intricate and sharp, casting shadows across his face. For a moment, Hermione could see nothing else but him. Their hands hovered just above one another, the faintest spark of magic flickering between their fingertips. “Do you really think a little mask could hide you from me?” he murmured, his tone low and knowing. “I’d recognize you blind.”

How Draco Malfoy Got Dared into Happiness by Calliope_dreaming - M, one-shot - Draco Malfoy’s New Year’s Eve was supposed to be simple: endure the party, avoid humiliation, and definitely not think about Hermione Granger. But thanks to a mischievous game of Dare or Drink, meddling friends, and one unforgettable woman, Draco finds himself in the middle of chaos he didn’t ask for and feelings he can’t ignore. Midnight promises fireworks in more ways than one.

New Year's Resolutions and Reconciliations by Rosewood_Embers - E, one-shot - When the Minister of Magic asks the youngest head of the Department of International Magical Co-operations in over a century to plan the annual New Year’s Eve party, he was unaware it was the one thing Hermione Granger wasn’t the absolute best at. However, when a certain former-Death-Eater-turned-ministry-intern offers his assistance, fireworks indeed ignite.

All Tied Up by Dizzle00 - E, one-shot - Giving him a smirk worthy of a Slytherin, Hermione leaned in, trailing her fingertips down Draco’s chest, barely grazing his skin. His nipples pebbled and his muscles tensed beneath her touch, while his eyes burned with barely restrained desire, arms tugging at his restraints. “What do you think, Malfoy?” she taunted in a breathless tone. “Do you enjoy Theo tying you up like this?” OR In which Theo has a little New Year’s surprise for his wife. Or is it a tradition? [Draco x Hermione x Theo]

Two Steps Back by Kitwrite - T, one-shot - Hermione wants to learn to dance. When Draco overhears her wish, he secretly teaches her.

Desideratum by Secretsofcirce - T, one-shot - After years of war, Hermione Granger attempts to find solitude in the New Year, but fate (and Draco Malfoy), have other plans. An angsty, heartsick addition to the holiday season. Pairs well with wine, tears, and resolutions.

Dusk Til Dawn by Bookworm1222 - M, one-shot - Draco Malfoy is the last person Hermione Granger expected to run into while visiting muggle New York but maybe Malfoy was exactly who she needed to run into...

#new years #dramione

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froggibus · 22 hours ago

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I think a story about venture working at an ice cream shop would be super cute!!! VERY flirty, possibly suggestive(?) but no smut! Could it be with a fem reader too? Ice cream vencito my beloved😍😍

Sweet Tooth and a New Year - Venture

Pairing: Sloan Cameron x gn! reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: at an empty ice cream stand on New Year's Eve, you meet an unlikely companion

CW: none really, very cutesy wholesome :) sloan and reader are both dorks, pacing is kinda whack ngl, yes im a mint choco ice cream enjoyer

happy new year!! been working on this req since you sent it but my friends distracted me a lil by getting me on overwatch ^^ ty for all your sweet messages & welcome to tumblr <3 hope 2025 is a good year for everyone, and filled with lots of good memories. if you guys have any new years resolutions id love to hear them :D mine is to write more

The ice cream stand is a ghost town, which isn’t a surprise, given it’s New Years Eve in the dead of winter.

Picnic tables gleam in the moonlight, a thin layer of frost coating their surfaces. Thin snowflakes dot the air and as you look up to the sky, fluffy clouds loom overhead. It would be a perfect winter night if you weren’t completely alone.

Shuffling towards the empty ice cream counter, your eyes fall against the bored-looking cashier. They have a book splayed across the counter, leaning their head so far into it that the stool they sit on threatens to tip. Brown curls fall in their face, occasionally brushed back by calloused fingers.

Their peaceful demeanour has you stopping in your tracks, ready to turn around and go home. And then the toe of your shoe scrapes the ground and their head is snapping up, tawny eyes locking on yours.

They blink a few times and as if suddenly remembering they’re at work, slam their book shut. The thud echoes along the walls behind them, ringing in your ears as you close the distance between you and the counter.

They offer you a nervous smile. “Hi there!”

Your eyes catchon the shiny silver metal of their nametag. You squint at the ice cream cone shaped badge, the cone reading ‘Sloan’ and the end decorated in swirls of purple, white and yellow.

You return their greeting, just barely catching the soft blush that falls across their face. Whether for their privacy or for the sake of your suddenly rapid heartbeat, you force your eyes to look up at the menu board.

You blink. Dozens of neon-lit options stare back at you, ranging from plain vanilla all the way to something called ‘graveyard’. The choices are almost overwhelming and your decision paralysis is only made worse by the freezing cold around you.

You glance back at them to see they’ve been staring at you the whole time, their eyes glittering with something you don’t quite recognize. “What would you recommend?”

“M-me?”

You nod sheepishly, and they instantly begin to read out a bunch of flavours that you’ve never heard of in your life.

“—and of course rocky road is a classic, and mint chocolate chip, but no one ever gets that one and,” they furrow their brows at you, “sorry, am I talking too much? I have a tendency to ramble and—”

“Mint chocolate chip sounds great.”

While most people would be annoyed with you cutting them off, Sloan seems to relax at your words, their shoulders falling down from their ears. “Do you want a single scoop or a double?”

The word ‘double’ barely leaves your mouth before they’re shuffling away, grabbing a golden waffle cone and packing in the biggest two scoops of ice cream you’ve ever seen.

They hold out the cone for you triumphantly, clearly proud of how much ice cream they’ve managed to fit on the flimsy cone. “Et voila!”

“Wait, I haven’t paid yet.”

They shrug their broad shoulders, thrusting the cone forwards once more. “It’s on the house. Think of it as a New Years treat.”

You smile, a new warmth running through your veins despite the biting cold. “Thanks, Sloan.”

You swear they blush at your use of their name, the red colour only deepening when your hands brush theirs as you go to grab the cone.

You take a lick of the ice cream and nod. It’s exactly what you needed tonight.

Satisfied that you’re taken care of, Sloan grabs another cone and packs on scoop after scoop of different ice cream before meeting you back at the counter.

“So, what brings you to an ice cream stand by yourself on New Year's Eve?”

You lean against the counter and take another lick of your ice cream. “Just didn’t have anyone to spend it with, I guess.” You shrug, “plus, there’s nothing ice cream can’t fix.”

“That’s my philosophy, too.” Sloan grins and takes another lick of theirs, their mouth wet from the condensation.

“What about you, though? Why does your boss have you working tonight?”

Now it’s their turn to shrug awkwardly. “I don’t really do parties,” they say. “And I knew it would be dead so I’d have more time to read.”

You glance over the counter. “And what are you reading?”

Their eyes light up like fireworks at that question, and suddenly they’re laying down their book across the counter. It’s huge, and clearly very old, filled with old drawings of rocks and artifacts.

You squint, “archaeology?”

They nod enthusiastically, a thick finger pointing to a small statue of some sort of deity. “Isn’t that just the coolest?”

And while you’ve never found rocks and statues that interesting, their enthusiasm has you catching like a fire, and you find yourself smiling eagerly.

Sloan takes your enthusiasm in stride, starting to flip through pages and point towards different artifacts all across the world. They don’t even need to read the text in the book, already having memorized the whole thing.

The two of you eat your ice cream together while Sloan talks to you about their dreams to travel and their plans for the new year.

You’re so in awe of their passion that you hardly even notice the time passing until Sloan suddenly squints at their cash register, eyes shooting wide.

“Holy shit.”

You frown, “what is it?”

“It’s already 10:30—I need to start closing.”

The smile on your face falls for the first time since you started talking, your heart sinking in your chest. Talking to Sloan was a nice distraction, and now that it’s ending, you’re not sure what to do with yourself.

Sloan notices the sudden shift in your demeanour. Their hands still on the cash they were counting and they glance back up at you. “Would you maybe wanna hang around while I close? I’ll be really quick—I swear! And then we can do something after.”

You find your heart softening once more, that same warmth flowing through you. You nod your head eagerly and then Sloan is off, counting cash so fast you can hardly keep track.

You flip through their book in the meantime, going back over the pictures they showed you and remembering the smile plastered to their face while they did.

It feels like no time has passed by the time they're done closing. They stand next to you now, a toque pulled over their curls and gloves covering their calloused hands.

“Come on,” they grab your hand in theirs, the soft fabric of their gloves warming your skin. “If we go now, we can still make the fireworks.”

You close your hand around theirs, letting them lead you through town. While 2024 might not have been your year, you can feel it now with Sloan’s hand woven through yours that 2025 will be.

(if you enjoy content like this, interactions go a long way! comments, likes & rbs are always greatly appreciated ^-^ !!)

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panpanghost · 2 days ago

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Part 12 of this nameless au wait- NAMELESS!!!! That's it!!! That's the name!!!!

Part 12 of Nameless au (:D!!!)

_"They're here!" Macaque jumped off the couch and ran to the window.

He pushed the curtains and looked out. Just as he did, flames started forming and his sister with two guys stepped out of it.

_"Wow. Who's that guy?"

_"That's Redson, her son." Wukong answered standing behind his moon,

_"Not the red one, I already sensed he's hers. The other one. Why is he taking a human form?"

_"You meam MK? How did you know he's not a human?"

_"I don't know. It's like a magnet or something. He's closer to being one of us than anything else. Can't you feel it?"

_"I felt something odd about him. I still can't put my finger on it."

_"Well that's for later. Go get my sister!" Macaque pushed Wukong to get the door, he was so excited he forgot who he was talking to,

_"So demanding." Wukong acted exhausted,

_"Goooooooo." Macaque pleaded,

_"Alright, alright." Wukong smiled and went to get their guests. He felt a sting in his heart. Why doesn't he get that happy when he sees me?

_"Don't let the other guys in."

_"I won't."

(I got stuck here for like 20 minutes then gave up. I still don't know where I'm going with this.)

Wukong stepped to the door and opened it, catching PIF and the kids arriving at the entrance.

_"Princess Iron Fan, I'm so glad you could make it." Wukong said with a smile, a smile hiding a murderous intent,

_"Of course I came, my brother is ill."

_"I'm sure he'll feel better once he sees you."

_"Where is he?"

_"Follow me." he stopped in his track and turned to the kids. "I'm sorry kiddos, but grown-ups have to talk, so you'll have to wait outside for now."

_"Oh, that's ok." MK lifted up a bag in his hands, "Can you give this to Macaque on my behalf. I made it for him.... an apology cake."

_"Will do kiddo. I'm sure he'll love it." As Wukong took the bag he got closer to MK and whispered :"Way to go kiddo, proud of you. Take him to the top of the waterfall at sundown. It's called 'lovers spot' for a reason."

_"Pf- WHA- pff- PAH- No! I mean YES! Whatever! Let's go Red!" MK's brain malfunctioned in that moment, they were lucky he shut his mouth and just dragged a very confused and worried Redson away.

_"Now that the lovers are on their way, let's get you to moonpie. He's really excited to meet you." Wukong said and walked in first to show the way,

_"Zizi!" Macaque yelled as he jumped into his sisters arms, embracing her with every limb he has,

_"Zizi? Haven't heard that nickname in so long." PIF smiled as she hugged him back. He hasn't called her that in centuries. He is probably at a young age mentally, probably the age of her son or younger. Though he does look different, did the king give him an eye?

_"I missed you."

_"I missed you too. Also do you want me to keep carrying you or are you going to get down?"

_"Keep carrying me."

_"This isn't my house, I can't tell the way in."

After a moment of silence, Macaque finally gave up,

_"Fine..." He sounded sad but recovered immediately: "I made some food and appetisers! I didn't know I could cook, or make sweets. But I did a really good jod! You must taste them!" Macaque held her hand and took her to the kitchen where he worked all night to make sure she'd like his food. The king helped a lot.

_"I don't think you're leaving me a choice."

_"Nope. Also you need to tell me all about it."

_"About what?"

_"Your husband and son obviously!"

_"Isn't there a more important matter to discuss?"

_"Nuh-uh! Not to me there isn't. I can't believe I missed out on my first nephew." Macaque said as he sat next to her on the couch in the salon, the king sat on the couch to their right,

_"What do you mean first? I'm not having another."

_"Let's put a pin on this. Now tell me how you met your husband."

_"Would you like some tea?" Wukong asked smiling at the Princess. It was a clear warning, don't mention anything bad about Sun Wukong or else.

_"Yes. Thank you." She answered calmly, now she knows for sure, one mistake and she'll lose her family, she must stay focused :"Well he was a sworn brother of the Monkey King and we met by chance. Things escalated quickly, if I'm honest. I think they call it love at first sight."

_"Oooooooooouuuuuuuw." Macaque gave her a nudge on the elbow.

_"Aw stop it. You weren't that better. Once you saw how strong the king is you fell head first." She gave him a sly smile,

_"I can't answer that question because I can't remember but I don't think I'll for anyone that is just strong."

My sister doesn't compliment anyone, this is a warning, the king is stronger than he's showing.

_"Then I don't know why. The only thing worth noting about him is his strength."

_"And his face." Alright, so he is definitely dangerous, better keep him in a good mood.

_"Not to me."

_"He's also really kind and likes kids." He can't be that bad...

_"How come he's nice to others and not me?"

_"Because I'm 90% sure you tried to convince me I can do better." So he is threatening her and keeping me hostage, shit. It kinda hurts...

_"You can."

_"Maybe. But I like where I'm at now." I'm sorry, but I won't risk you getting hurt, I shouldn't have brought you here...

_"You might regret these words one day."

_"I hope not. At least I don't regret them right now."

_"Yeh. Do what you want, but just so you know, my house is always open for you."

She didn't say yes. So I also don't want to stay here. This is worse than I thought.

_"I'll think about it, but for now. I think I'll stay here. But I do wish to meet your husband." She wants to take me with her, I'm sorry sis, it's too dangerous without my power.

_"You've met him before but he'll be happy to see you nonetheless."

_"You already know I can't remember, but I'm happy for you, truly." I'm sorry for putting in this position.

_"I'm happy too." She smiled at him, he knows that smile, the one that says I have a plan.

_"So wha about your son?"

_"He's a smart kid."

_"Awww, never thought I'd live to see the day where you become a loving mother."

_"What is that supposed to mean?"

_"I'm just saying your husband must like monsters in disguise."

_"Are you saying I'm a monster?"

_"So your son is corting Wukong's successor."

_"He is. It hasn't been that long though. It happened a few days ago but I'm sure there was something before that."

_"Ooooo. Can we keep talking after we eat. I'm so weak I have to eat everyday or I'll die." I need to get her out of here as soon as possible.

_"Yeh, I'm also very excited to try out your food."

_"Don't give me all the credit, Wukong helped... Unless you hate it then it's his fault."

_"Hey! I just showed you the recipes and handed you the ingredients, you did the cooking." Even though Wukong was quiet until this sentence, he was feeling something off. Something about this entirely feel off. Yet he can't put his finger on it.

_"Excuses, excuses." Macaque said pushing his sister out the room,

_"At least take me with you." Wukong said in a sad tone,

_"I thought that's a given." Macaque turned to him with a smile,

_"Coming honey~" Wukong joked following them.

When will she leave? I want to stay with my moon alone. She didn't say anything but I still don't like it- KILL HER! Yes yes I should get rid of her, then Macaque will have nowhere else to go, he'll stay here forever, he'll be mine forever-

_"Wukong, can you get the chicken from the oven? Last time I burned myself. Who knew ovens could be this hot, right?" Macaque asked innocently, trying to hide the chill he felt down his spine. He is certain he felt a murderous intent just a second ago.

I need to get Zizi out of here before he does something to her or her son!

_"Sure thing." Wukong smiled,

How can I think that way, Macaque will be very sad if I kill her, it doesn't matter that she's here. She's just a guest, he's not going anywhere, he still needs me. Only me.

Wukong helped Macaque prepare the table as his sister watched. If anyone else where to see the scene they'll think they are a happy normal couple, but The princess knew better, and she cursed every second of it.

In another place on the island, MK and Redson were starting to lose hope in finding the scroll.

_"This is impossible." MK said in defeat stepped out a mountain of gold,

_"Sure feels like it." Redson said in the same energy,

_"Somehow, I don't think Monkey King left the scroll in his treasury. I think he hid it somewhere else." MK sat on the floor curled up, next to Redson,

_"I think so too. But we can't get in the house without him knowing. And who knows what will happen then." Even thought Red was frustrated, he kept his search in the piles,

_"Maybe we can ask him about it." MK let out, using his golden vision to hopefully find something useful,

_"And you think he'll answer honestly?"

_"... he won't, that if he even admits it in the first place. Also remind me to go to the top of the waterfall."

_"Yeh alright. Wait- Why?"

_"To get to the lovers spot." MK said as he got up to look at a scroll he saw,

_"Why?" Redson was feeling something, it wasn't hate.

_"So-" MK finaly registered what he had said, "WAIT! I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!" The kid turned around in a blink and struggled to find his words, "Monkey king told me to take you there at sundown because we are lovers- I- I mean he thinks we are lovers! S-so I thought we should go so he wouldn't get suspicious!" he was hoping Redson wouldn't hear how loud his heart was beating. Why does he feel so embarrassed?

_"Oh. Alright then." There was a hint of disappointment in Redson's voice as he went back to his search.

#lmk #macaque #six eared macaque #lmk macaque #sun wukong #lmk sun wukong #shadowpeach #lmk mk #shadowpeach au #mk #lmk red son #redson #lmk pif #PIF

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