#thank you again for the beautiful art noodle !!!!!

[thevaelguard]

My great friend @noodle8 gave me permission to post my comms of my favorite DA companions she's done for me in the past year !! You may have seen the Fenris and Anders earlier on her blog but I still wanted to include them :]

Asked her to make some edits to the characters like changing Bull's Christmas-colored pants (sorry), making Alistair be more half-elfy, Anders looking wayy older, and Seb being a blend of his concept art and in-game model + having brown eyes and moles she added personally (I adore them hehe)

Also posting the solo Seb she made for pride month for me hehe, it has stayed as my Discord pfp since !!:

[katherynefromphilly]

Oh thank you so much @noodles-and-tea for this beautiful visualization from my story. Having Merlin create butterflies for all the children in Avalon, both as Emrys and as Merlin, was one of my favorite things to write.

I even did actual research about how butterflies are named, and for the record they are officially called (in my head) Polyommatus Avalonica, because they were discovered in a meadow alongside the Lake of Avalon. :)

A scene from this fic by @katherynefromphilly !!

[accio-victuuri]

goodnight song is what we thought it would be and more 🌙

even before this was fully released, we already had expectations and clowning related to it. and a line from this song was the first real clue we had that the rumored album was actually true. so cpn aside, this track will always be special. there is an official explanation to this song and everyone is free to keep it that way because it’s a perfectly good message that goes well with the entire album. however, as with all other kinds of art, it is up for interpretation. and who’s to say there aren’t alternative meanings. it’s not like he can publicly say that oh, this is about the loml. anyway, while i was reading through some reactions to it i found one that perfectly describes it:

There is not a word about love, but every sentence is filled with love. Every word in the lyrics is a clear love story that people who know can understand at a glance.

and that’s the beauty of this song. it doesn’t have love in big bold letters but to those of us who have paid attention for years, we can see it.

so what did we see? …..

let’s look at the lyrics. 📝

Using a bowl of noodles, a bowl of soup

To flush away this piece of sorrow that warms the heart

Thinking again of her, or of him

Just think of it as an after-meal refreshment

i was already freaking out with the first line! sure, you can say he is talking about a comfort food that makes him less lonely but then the next part goes that he is thinking of someone. who could it be? who was the someone who nagged him to eat noodles? not only that, the same person who always asked him to eat well? YIBO.

i think this is common knowledge by know. the infamous wonton noodles. even his solos cannot deny what they saw in the cql bts. even in lrlg, this is a usual scenario.

🟢 "I'll cook noodles for you"

🟢 “Get off the car and eat noodles”

🟢 "Mom said, when you come back, let me cook noodles for you."

🟢 "I'll cook noodles for you. Where can you eat your first meal if you're not at home?"

yibo making sure that xz is eating well and vice versa. as a cpf, this is one of those clues that made me side-eye their relationship. it’s not even the fact that wyb made sure he eats cause any friend can do that — but the lengths he would go to make sure xz did. it was different.

and now xz gave his answer of how he saw that. in this first line alone. it warmed his heart. it was and is an act of love in it’s most basic form 🥹🥹🥹🥹

i also feel like this is a case of if you know, you know. if that first line didn’t hit you in the head then no amount of explanation will.

Don't be too pessimistic; need to try to become habituated sooner or later

The one left behind has no choice but to bear it

A 'good night' left for my past

this to me is him having to get used to the distance from a lover because of his work. but they have no choice but to bear it and try to live through it by the good night from the last time they met/spoke.

How many people, must take how many corners

Before being able to find their other half

Don't retreat, seeing your single-mindedness

Is able to disperse my anxieties

xz acknowledges how hard it is to find your soulmate. your twin flame. and most likely, harder to keep it. but as explained here, that person’s single mindedness or maybe you can say that person’s devotion towards him is enough to soothe his anxieties.

when you hear single mindedness or maybe single minded focus, doesn’t that remind you of yibo? and i love how cpfs went back on how persistent yibo was when it comes to xz (evidenced by mostly cql bts). some saw it as being a gremlin or him being a naive boy with a crush but clearly xz was comforted by it. most likely even now. as yibo said, what he decided when he was 21, he will continue on till 81. that level of commitment to xz is what he needs to drive away the anxieties.

Using a short phrase, a bowl of food

To take away the entire night's loneliness

Time to stop speaking, the sun's about to rise

Thank you for the warmth you gifted me

Thank you for the 'good night' you gifted me

there we go with the sunrise again 🌄 and love and affection equated with warmth.

this is a really sweet way to describe love. it’s not about someone being with you at night but one who can take away the loneliness with just a good night. no kiss. no hugs. nothing barely physical mentioned. but something as simple as a good night. that at the end of a long exhausting day, or whatever happens, he has that someone who will wish him a good night.

i’m gonna cry 😭😭😭😭😭

and oh someone pointed out that the lyrics, you can see Y & B. YIBO. what a coincidence!

-END.

P.S: feel free to interpret this song however you want. this post is not a space to argue about what other meaning it could have. if you want the official meaning, his team already released that. there is no point in debating or trying to convince me of whatever. this post is on the cpf side so if that’s not you, why are you even reading this post lol.

[hwaightme]

Making wishes

THIS IS 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI (nsfw tags under cut) (masterlist) (join taglist)

HAPPY (slightly belated) BIRTHDAY @cheollipop !!!!!! Nora I love you so so much, and when you asked me to do a lil birthday request for you I could not be more honoured. Thank you so much for existing, being the beautiful kind person that you are, thank you for sharing your art and your wonderful mind with all of us; I am wishing you happiness, love, health, luck, all the best and more <33 Smooches and huge hugs

🎂 pairing: bf!wooyoung x f!reader x best friend!seonghwa 🎂 genre: smut, pwp, fluff, established relationship into a poly relationship 🎂 summary: making wishes on shooting stars, on burning candles, you wanted one thing to come true. seonghwa and wooyoung are more than willing to celebrate the birthday girl. 🎂 wordcount: 7.0k 🎂 warnings/tags: poly relationship formation, language, an interesting kind of birthday party, slight(?) woohwa - relationship is a product of FICTION and does not imply ANYTHING in reality, food/eating, birthday wishes, woo being a menace, stalling hwa, a lot of love and acceptance, questionably edited (in true bai fashion), first poly fic so... yes; lmk if anything else 🎂 a/n: wishing everyone love and kindness. happy birthday nora, ilysm and i hope you enjoy!

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🎂 nsfw tags: soft dom!hwa, switch!woo, sub leaning!reader, blowjobs (yes, in plural), the lightest bit of degradation (not towards reader), praise, petnames (love, sweet, pretty...), throatfucking, cum in mouth + swallow, eating out + fingering, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), cum inside, threesome (why yes, two at the same time), soft aftercare, a lot of affection

“Hwa, do you know where-”

“Top cupboard on the far right. Behind the glass noodles packet. And no, not the blue packet. The one on the right. I told you it would be better to put it in a different cupboard.”

“... hey that’s… uh… okay… thanks.” you gave up quickly enough, fully aware that, no matter what retort you would make, Seonghwa was right. But he would never force you to change your habits and preferences even if he desperately wished so, because then who would ask him where the ingredients were in their own kitchen?

He knew you. Knew you better than you did. Seonghwa knew where you put things, knew what you truly meant when you spoke, knew how you felt depending on how you walked. Down to the tiniest tilt of your head or a raise of the eyebrow, he tried his best to read every nuance and learn every interpretation, and even after years of friendship, you were still his favourite story. If he could, he would never take his gaze off you, simply because in you he had found the tale that he always wanted to be part of.

As Seonghwa watched you reach for the bag of icing sugar - the product of you having forced your way into the preparations for your birthday after convincing him with your very best attempt at puppy eyes that you wanted to ‘share the burden’, he could not help but follow every movement. Biting his lower lip, Seonghwa desperately wished to lull his mind before it began to yell, though judging by the way his breath had gotten shallower as you lithely stretched towards the shelf, it was a bit too late for that, and instead he had to continue kicking himself. Over, and over, and over again. That he was stuck in the cliche scenario of being a lovesick best friend with no chance of ever even admitting his feelings.

It was easy to fall in love with you. So easy, in fact, that he had not noticed until it was far too late, and there was no room for you to hear his confessions. Frankly, had he been quicker on his internal uptake, Seonghwa had at least a year in his favour before the ‘official roadblock’ showed up. But no. Instead he had to be all blushes and smiles, trips to the Lego store and Star Wars movie marathons without any steps forward. Why? Because the last thing he wanted was to ever let you go. And to attempt to change things, even if Seonghwa desperately sought it, implied that the risk of you banishing him from your life would grow exponentially higher.

He could never see you as a stranger. As a daydream? Sure. As a fantasy? Undoubtedly. But as a passing face, a figure that would simply disappear from his heart and mind? After all that you had been through, the ups and downs, the trials and terrific successes, you were a permanent presence in his life. Perhaps even the epicentre of his musings, especially in the last few months. Because over this time, suddenly, he was not quite confident in his reasoning for your bashful smiles, the glimmer in your dazzling eyes, the lightness in your every step. Or at least, was not quite confident that it was ever him that caused you to act that way anymore. Seonghwa had grown too comfortable being around you but not with you, assuming that these two were the same thing. He had grown accustomed to kissing you on the cheek in greeting and in parting because that was ‘what friends did’, even though it was so far from the truth. Many times he had been questioned about your relationship, and he would simply brush it off. Apparently he did that too well. So well that you had been brushed away too and right into the arms of his own friend. Seonghwa, being the overly confident fool that he was, introduced you to Wooyoung, and watched as your acquaintanceship bloomed into friendship and soon enough into you calling that man your boyfriend. Your significant other. Any affectionate name or title that you would choose for him simply reminded Seonghwa that he had lost in the race to your heart. Nevertheless, his passions did not subside. He tried to extinguish them, tried to speak casually and behave cooly, but that only backfired when both you and Wooyoung only amplified your kindness, insisting that he needed to ‘be taken care of too’, and doting on him until all there was left for him to do was to admit to himself that he was deeply, unchangeably in love with you, and even the presence of a boyfriend could not deter him anymore. In fact, perhaps due to his close relationship with Wooyoung, he only felt that he would simply be a nice addition. Fit into your life like a puzzle piece, complementing both you and your boyfriend perfectly. He was perfectly aware that Wooyoung could satisfy you in ways that he couldn’t, but at the same time, Seonghwa knew you and Wooyoung, and thus could guess exactly how he could create the ideal harmony.

This was why he had jumped at the opportunity when you had messaged him with discussions for your birthday plans. You were never one to organise large gatherings, but even then the event turned into a family celebration to which Seonghwa was automatically invited. As such, when he heard that you wanted a more ‘intimate’ setting with just a couple of people and only your favourite things, his brain went into overdrive. A couple of people. As you had explicitly stated as soon as you invited him - you, him and Wooyoung: the most important people in your life, your past, present and future. The words had made his heart ache as he rapidly accepted the invitation and now found himself in the same kitchen as you and your boyfriend, feeling anything but like the odd one out, the third wheel.

It was in the lingering touches as you passed by him, the welcoming glances from Wooyoung as he would gingerly sidestep to get an item from another part of the kitchen, and some piece of information, a secret, strung tightly in the air right above his head and shooting between the two of you that resulted in what Seonghwa wanted to label as something reminiscent of smugness. Occasionally, you would look at Wooyoung and raise an eyebrow, as if you were waiting for some kind of instruction from him. This had led the latter to behave more freely, every bit a sly fox as he spoke in euphemisms, symbols and symphonies of comedic artistry that left Seonghwa baffled. Wooyoung’s attentiveness to the older man’s every reaction was astounding. From a light touch on the shoulder when they slumped as he was uneasy from a new mess made during cooking, or to a wink thrown in his direction as Wooyoung noticed him stiffen as you ambled past his form, hands on his waist to balance yourself as you squeezed between Seonghwa and the island counter.

A couple of hours later, in his peripherals unfolded the beginning of what he could only mark as a pivotal moment in his life. You called Wooyoung over casually, not giving a sign that there was anything particular that you wanted to ask, and how he embraced you, his chest pressed against your back only made Seonghwa want to sigh, wondering how it would be if he were to be able to do that limitlessly, instead of always worrying where his hands were, how long he should hold you, whether the action was making you uncomfortable. All he wanted was to be able to drift into a paradise with you in his arms, and feel your heart beating in unison with his. Voices dropped into a whisper, and inadvertently, Seonghwa caught himself half-closing the tap to reduce the cacophony it produced for even a little slip of a conversation to fly in his direction. To no avail - with barely any exchange between you, you and your boyfriend appeared to speak in codes, aside from one unexpectedly sultry gaze from you that sent Seonghwa’s mind reeling.

There was not much left for you to consider. It had been clear to you since a couple of years ago that you were not platonically indifferent towards Seonghwa. He was the subject of your desires, had appeared multiple times in your wildest dreams, and was both a source of comfort and agitation because, despite him always ‘being there’ for you, you wanted more. You needed more. He was like an unreachable star who you were inexplicably drawn to, and even though you had ample opportunity to be with him, and were close, it was not enough. The lightyears that separated you left you unsatiated with the relationship, because you wanted to give Seonghwa love. And more of it. With every moment that had past, you had found yourself flying deeper and deeper into outer space in the hopes of reaching this lonely star and share with it your own shine, so that together, you could be brighter than ever before. You prayed for shooting stars in the sky, so that you could make wish after wish, asking the same thing every time: that he would take the step and reveal the meaning behind his glimmer when you were around, that he would utter the words that you wanted to hear, that he would feel the same. But no such thing. You had been left in suspense - a grey zone from which neither of you dared to venture.

That was, until Wooyoung had entered your life, and set the ashes on fire. He was perceptive, a dreamer and a doer, not stopping at a set routine, always ready to find the optimum if it meant sharing happiness. To him, the situation was easy. As soon as he discovered that you were in love with Seonghwa, he took it upon himself to observe his friend, only to burst into a fit of laughter at just how oblivious both of you were, and how lucky he was to have both of you in his life along with the ability to let it all fall into place. The plan was easy enough. Without giving too much detail, Wooyoung proposed that Seonghwa needed to be shocked into a confession, and you agreed. After all, what harm could an attempt do when your feelings had reached a point of no return? You had naively believed that Wooyoung was going to approach this carefully, cautiously, likely because you had dared to believe that a flame could not be scalding, but no such luck. What you wished for, was a sacred plea to him, and he was not going to make the birthday girl wait for longer than she had already done. As soon as he moved away from you and pretended to return to his duties as chef, he lit the match and dropped it into the sea of sensual gasoline.

“You know that Y/N loves you, right?” Wooyoung shot through the silence, words sharper than a knife. Seonghwa turned his head to face the man beside him, only to see someone so nonchalant, almost bored, that he could not help but question the words. You were still, aside from the fingers that flittered across the counter, drumming as erratic as the one in your chest. 

“Ha, very funny, yeah.” he responded with forced joviality, trying to refocus on washing the dishes even though he knew this was futile. The rhythmic chopping stopped and out of the corner of his eye Seonghwa could see your boyfriend put the knife down onto the cutting board.

Rapidly placing the dish he had been scrubbing onto the drying rack, he cleared the space for Wooyoung to wash his hands. This new quiet wave, accompanied only by the running tap was more deafening, oppressive, all-consuming as the phrase echoed around Seonghwa’s mind. ‘She loves you’. This had to be some kind of test; Wooyoung was known for his tricks and banter, so it was not beyond him to spit out the wild notion just to see how his friend would react. For that extra bit of knowledge. But he gave away nothing, so he looked at you, and was pierced by your gaze. The dazzling eyes, galaxies enveloping him, drawing him in as if to command him to accept the question as the truth.

Wooyoung took his time, fully aware of the attention that was on him, and the growing distress in which Seonghwa found himself. But that only fuelled his desire to say nothing. To keep the suspicions and hope floating in the air and in his control, and have Seonghwa right where he wanted him, or more specifically, where you wished Seonghwa would be. Wooyoung watched as the water trickled over his skin, and let his mind wander. You were stood behind him, frozen in one spot as you ogled Seonghwa, waiting for any more words from him or from your boyfriend. Clutching onto a towel, you were attempting to curb and ignore the butterflies that flew to your stomach as you witnessed the change in your best friend’s eyes which could only be described as a deepset, long-concealed affection that had finally been given the opportunity to breathe. Perhaps there was a chance for change, just as Wooyoung had told you before Seonghwa’s arrival into your home. You had been explicit in your feelings when Wooyoung had asked you out, and truth be told, he had expected it; it had been surprising enough to discover that you were, in fact, single, and not on the verge of celebrating a honeymoon, so to hear that you harboured less than platonic feelings for your friend felt only natural.

Even if you had not told this to Wooyoung specifically, it was obvious: you changed when you were with Seonghwa. The very image of serenity, you carried yourself with unparalleled grace when he was by your side. Though you did let your playful and carefree self through, it was always less for companionship but for comfort that Seonghwa readily provided. He was an anchor for you. Your beacon of light that you trusted with your life and more. He was more than important - he was essential. Your clarity. Maybe if Wooyoung was foolish enough, and you had not revealed the longing you had for the taller man, he could have passed it off to be simply an example of platonic soulmates, two people who had gone through so much together that it was not possible for either of them to exist without the other. Not because they were dependent, but because they were one another’s ‘home’. It was clear that platonic boundaries had been long forgotten between you and Seonghwa, only a large question mark remaining, and neither of you daring to turn it into a full-stop and call things what they were. Wooyoung could see the yearning burning within you, how you hoped for your friend to take that next step any time you called or spent time together. Even in Wooyoung’s presence, you were unabashedly drawn to the other man, and that, interestingly enough, made him fall even deeper for you. Your unparalleled ability to give love astounded him to no end, and ignited within him the desire to provide, the desire to show you that you were more than worthy of not only his love, but the love of the first man who had become a part of your universe. Seonghwa simply needed a gentle nudge in the right direction, Wooyoung had decided, and he was the one who was going to give it - a birthday present from him to you, and a belated one for his friend.

"Listen. She. Loves. You. Isn't that right, hm?" You could only nod, attached to the scene unfolding before you with predator-like focus. Your boyfriend’s words: so simple, and yet so hard-hitting that you almost laughed at the shocked expression on Seonghwa’s face, only just barely being able to contain yourself as it transformed into one that oozed trepidation.

Wooyoung promptly shook the majority of the water droplets clinging onto his hands as he closed the tap, and methodically dried them with the towel hanging from a hook attached to the sink cupboard. He discreetly observed Seonghwa’s rising nerves, barely able to stifle the smirk, threatening to break out across his lips due to the satisfaction brought on by the suspense that he had conjured. Anxious, confused, but above all, timidly delighted in the sly off-handed comment. Without a doubt Seonghwa was trying to guess what Wooyoung had planned, and the latter could hardly contain his excitement. Perhaps in some ways, he was being selfish by being the instigator of something he too had been wishing for since you had started dating, but the older male’s burning stares and lingering gazes that had commenced as soon as he walked through the door into the apartment served as enough motivation - all that remained was the final spark.

He walked up to Seonghwa until he was in a dizzying proximity, scrutinising him through half-lidded eyes. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he beckoned the man to turn his head and face him, and asked you to come near with a quick flick of the other hand. Scoffing at the unceremonious expression of power, you bit your inner cheek to suppress a snarky remark, aware that Wooyoung was only working in your favour. Never before had you seen your best friend this on edge, simultaneously disoriented and yearning for more, glances darting from Wooyoung to you and back. Bored from the lack of a progression, your boyfriend decided to cease stalling.

"Right. How is it that you, and you, two pretty best friends, spend years together, and not once get with one another?" you could see the bobbing of Seonghwa’s larynx as he swallowed some spit. His eyebrows furrowed, and he tilted his head as though to check if you agreed with what was being said. Upon seeing no easily readable reaction, he muttered:

"What?"

"I can hear the gears moving in your head Seonghwa, what's your answer?" Wooyoung was not letting up, the tension getting to him, leaving the world a climbing haze. Every single one of his senses appeared to be elevated, accentuating every sound, every smell, every twitch of his muscles against his clothes. It was impossible to contain his contentment as he took not of his friend readjusting how he was standing, as if there was a certain physical discomfort beginning to give way. Wooyoung knew well enough as to what it could be, and as such, cut off every single one of Seonghwa’s attempts to steer the conversation in a different, lighter direction.

"To-"

"Do you love her too?"

"But-"

"Seonghwa, do you trust me?" seeing as the taller man was not letting himself reveal his desire to simply lock you in his arms, the need contained in his burning orbs only, Wooyoung decided to slightly switch tactics bringing in their closeness as friends, as two people ready to blur the lines in search of that sensual perfection.

"Of course."

And you know that I trust you too, right?"

"Mhm…"

"So?"

"I…" Seonghwa picked at the sleeve of his light blue sweater, unable to face you. He felt he was too close to ruining the years of friendship that had been so carefully built up, all because of Wooyoung. The man was surely joking, he had to be. In no way were you-

Your hand grazed his upper arm, forcing him to look back up and meet you. Ever so tender, ever so caring, it was as though you were admiring the starry night sky when you revered him - it was not too far from the truth, considering that this wondrous man was indeed, who you saw as your universe. As a keeper of stars, someone who you desperately wished would envelop you and adore you and let you and Wooyoung adore him just like you had wished, year in, year out.

"Did you short-circuit?" Wooyoung asked, voice dropping into a whisper.

"A bit."

"Time for extreme measures."

Eyes impossibly wide and cheeks going red, Seonghwa could only stop and stare as Wooyoung pulled him towards himself and plant a fervent kiss on his lips. Before he could push away the man had already pulled back with a satisfied smirk, only to turn to you and wink before leaning into another kiss. You swore you could taste Seonghwa on his lips, sweeter than you could ever imagine. Melting into the sensuality, you could feel excitement rising in your chest. The intensity heightened, and you felt your boyfriend's hands snake around your waist all the while, upon peeking, you saw Seonghwa's blazing, darkened orbs studying you. His expression was unreadable, first clenched, lips slightly parted, and only one question on his mind: 'how dare he?'

"So, how does he taste? Sweet, right?" Wooyoung asked you, voice laden with mischief and anticipation for what would be a dizzying paradise.

"Better than I could have ever imagined."

"So this was your plan?" Seonghwa broke the momentary silence, a newfound hostility with notes of unbelievably strong craving. His tone dropped lower, until it was all that you could focus on. One hand travelled to his lips, fingers cautiously touching them, in disbelief at what had just unfolded. With a smirk the man reached for you, forcing your arms to fall from your boyfriend’s shoulders, where they had found themselves when you kissed, pulling you close until his hips were pressed against you, revealing the true effect of Wooyoung’s teases.

"Ye-"

"Because it fucking worked, alright. To answer the question, yes, I do love you. Longer than he did. And yet here he is, pulling rank, huh?" giving Wooyoung a side-eye, he muttered. 

"Oh yes, of course Hwa."

"Well aren't you getting overly friendly..."

"Depending on what you are gonna do we're about to get even friendlier than that." Seonghwa took a deep breath, eyes fluttering shut. Barely audible, you backtracked, feverishly trying to explain the thought process, the story behind this little ploy, a wave of fear inching closer to you as you felt your friend’s fingers dig into your side, breathing becoming more ragged, shallower.

"Wooyoung and I had talked about this for the first time when we started dating. I need you Hwa. He needs you too. And… well… yeah. That is… our side of the story, so… I'm sorry we should have just sat you down and talked or something-"

"Seems you didn't get a good enough taste since you are still talking."

"Oh?" Wooyoung raised an eyebrow, the switch in his friend's attitude catching him pleasantly off-guard.

"Tell me what's my limit." Seonghwa addressed you, his face barely an inch away from yours, hot breath against your skin, leaving you aching for more, for him to take the final step and let your history burn.

"None."

"Neither of you?" he looked at Wooyoung, who was observing with a wolfish grin, hand running through his hair.

“I think we have all waited long enough.”

In a matter of a single moment, a spark, Seonghwa’s lips were on yours, leading you into the paradise which you had been isolating exclusively to your musings. It was intoxicating, all-consuming, making you feel as though nothing else existed, and that you had been given the power to embrace the universe itself, the explosive pleasure of being in rhythmic bliss with the man you had longed for proving to be almost too much. And yet, you needed more, of him, of his touch, of his presence right against you. A soft moan escaped you as he deepened the kiss, which only led to him pressing himself into you, barely stopping you from stumbling back.

Wooyooung, satisfied with himself, and with the scene unfolding before him, reached out to push back a stray lock of black hair from Seonghwa’s face, suggesting that they take this to somewhere more comfortable. Breaking away, both of you looked at the shorter man, eyes clouded, lustful, and you took his hand, squeezing it in gratitude and let yourself be guided to your wildest dream that had previously been deemed unobtainable.

"Oh no no, tonight this pretty cunt is mine. You're going to prep her for me, Woo, while I see what she can do here..."

Seonghwa ran a finger over your jawline, his other hand at the base of his cock, pumping it a couple of times. Obediently, Wooyoung followed the instruction and moved so that he was right next to your pussy, admiring just how slick it already was by running two fingers between your lips, stopping at your clit to rub a few circles, highlighting its erectness. You whined at the feeling, trying to grind into his hand in the hopes of more contact, but Seonghwa prevented you from asking for any more by grasping your jaw and guiding you onto his dick, sighing as you took his length. Stopping midway as he felt your throat constrict, he asked you:

“You okay? Need a break? So gone already?” counting your breaths, you leaned back to whisper that you were more than fine, moaning when Wooyoung licked a stripe up your pussy and stopped to suck on your clit, to be silenced as Seonghwa’s member pressed against your lips, and slid into the warmth. 

With every moan all but muted, you were a whimpering mess to which Seonghwa was already addicted. He was enthralled by how you responded to Wooyoung’s every touch, how you relaxed your throat to let him rock into you bit by bit. When his friend’s tongue curled into your heat, lapping at you to the point when a light tremble started in your legs, Seonghwa reached for your hand, squeezing it in reassurance and earning a loving glance from you. The contrast between the adorable shimmer in your eyes and the lewd act was more than enough to twist his world on its axis. As an orgasm ripped through you, with Wooyoung relentlessly pumping into you with his digits and flicking your aroused bud with his tongue, you moaned over Seonghwa’s member. He bit his lip, forcing himself to ease out, and let you regain some composure. He wiped the corners of your mouth with his thumb in an attempt to remove a bit of the dribble, a smile dancing on his lips.

"You are so beautiful, my sweet. Thank you. Can you still take care of him?" voice ever so soft, he inquired, every decision still being left to you. You mumbled in approval of the action, and watched as Wooyoung rose to meet you.

Barely having recovered, you were eager to pay your boyfriend back, giving one last glance to Seonghwa’s member, coated in a layer of your spit mixed with pre-cum as he crawled on his knees away from you, to position himself at your entrance. While he teased your pulsing cunt, running his digits between your folds and letting his tip flick your sensitive bud, Wooyoung was in front of you, demonstratively licking his lips to show how he devoured every bit of your nectar, his cock stiff in his hands, begging for attention which you were more than ready to provide.

“Hwa-a… ah!” you mewled, nearly collapsing on your back as Seonghwa slowly entered you, his hips pressed against yours, giving you some time to adjust to his length. The feeling of another cock, aside from your boyfriend’s, filling you up so well and building you up regardless of having just come over Wooyoung’s mouth was stupefying, and it seemed that all you could recall in that moment was your best friend’s name. 

Having had enough, Wooyoung guided your focus back to him, tapping you below your chin. A series of apologies fell from your lips, making the man chuckle as he reminded you that there was only one way to apologise in this case. Without needing any more elaboration, you ran your tongue over his leaking hole, lapping up the pre-release, and took him in, sighing at the feeling of being full of both Wooyoung and Seonghwa.

“What a good girl, devouring my cock like this- ah…” Wooyoung praised, brushing strands away, lazily observing you as you bobbed your head back and forth, interrupted only by Seonghwa hitting your g-spot, eliciting salacious moans. 

“She really is perfect… Y/N, you’re just so perfect for my dick.”

“Oh look at her falling apart, Hwa. You are fucking her so well.”

“So well she can’t even help you out?” he taunted you, knowing full well that the comment could only lead to one thing and one thing only. Wooyoung smirked, taking a fistful of your hair, causing you to look up at him with watery orbs as he warmed his cock in your mouth. The sight nearly tipped him over the edge, a twitch threatening an oncoming wave of pleasure. But he could not come, at least not before he could show his friend just how much of him you could take.

“Let’s show him just how well this throat can take me, yeah?” and upon seeing a small nod, pushed his length deeper, tensing as your tongue and teeth lightly grazed every vein and his tip hit your uvula and the back of your throat.

It was challenging to restrain himself from thrusting into you when you looked so marvellous, nose pressed against him, relaxing yourself to take him whole, despite Seonghwa repeatedly sheathing inside you, bringing you closer and closer to your own ruin. It was the fact that you were still so attentive, so caring towards him, equally as loving and being so unbelievably good that made Wooyoung fall even more in love with you. How you let him guide you over his cock, trusting his movements and his sensations completely, caring for his pleasure. How the introduction of Seonghwa, your first and ongoing love, did nothing to stop your adoration for Wooyoung. You truly were one of a kind, his galaxy, the keeper of the flame. It was not long until his climax reached him, pleasure searing through as his hand kept you frozen so that you would not choke as his cum painted your mouth.

Swallowing the last of Wooyoung’s hot orgasm, you yelped over the softening member as Seonghwa picked up his pace, demanding your full attention. The vibration caused Wooyoung to let out a low groan and tightened his grip on your hair momentarily, another string of release shooting into the back of your throat, nearly making you sputter. Cooing at your state, he tugged you back ever so carefully, hissing as your tongue gave his cock a final swipe, and murmured:

“Hwa, let me support her, yeah? She likes it when you go deep into her pussy, don’t you?” giving you a light pat, almost mockingly, Wooyoung sat on the bed behind you, holding you in place so that Seonghwa did not need to worry about you slipping, and instead focus on the relentless rhythm. You could not respond as the knot in your core grew tighter and tighter with every thrust. Every one of Seonghwa’s low moans that reached you was a lascivious melody, so erotic that all you could hope for was for him to never even consider stopping.

Positioned between the two men, you were in a soothing mindlessness, having the ability and the trust to give yourself up to them, let them love you. Every touch on your skin was an intimate, sensual flame, unwinding you, prompting you to gift them your very soul. You felt Wooyoung’s member brushing against your ass as you were jolted back by Seonghwa’s movements, the sensation proving to be impossible to handle as your climax approached at a startling speed. Gripping Wooyoung’s arms which had positioned themselves on your waist, his veins etching a design into your palms and leaving you breathless, you felt the wave crashing over you, sinking you into an unprecedented euphoria. Your body shook violently as your orgasm drowned out any sound, and you swore you could count the stars in your eyes as Seonghwa continued his motions, mercilessly in love with how your soaked, clenching pussy felt around his throbbing length.

“Ah… fuck, love, I-” 

“Hwa- please-”

Seonghwa continued pounding into you with reckless abandon, each thrust leaving you practically senseless as your orgasm had been long-surpassed, the overwhelming trembling of your every nerve, every muscle as your core was caught ablaze with the overstimulation completely wiping your ability to form a single coherent thought. Wooyoung groaned from the sight of Seonghwa’s downcast eyes, looking at nothing or looking within, ecstatic, and the wanton sounds of his cock pistoning into your wet pussy, hands moving to knead your breasts and pinch your erect nipples. You cried out from the added sensation, head falling back and over Wooyoung’s shoulder as Seonghwa slowed to a stuttered, faltering grind, his own climax imminent. 

“Y/N, my lo- I’m-” you heard him over your own whines, and in a matter of seconds he bucked into you one final time, almost falling towards you as your still-pulsating walls milked his release. He let out a shaky breath as his cum filled your sex, the warmth and fullness driving you to the brink of consciousness. Tentatively moving his hips, he fucked the load into you, groaning as he felt it leak out, completing the lewd scene.

“So… so gorgeous, Y/N…” He mumbled, kissing you once, twice as the ripples of pleasure overtook him entirely… “Woo… thank- mfph- thank you…”

“It’s us three now, hm?” Wooyoung responded, amazed at just how much Seonghwa had been holding back, and how brilliant it was to uncover the tandem that was now you and your two loves.

Trailing kisses on your neck as Wooyoung continued to hold you, his chest flush against your back as you rode out your high, dazed and in an ethereal bliss. Slow circles on your hips as Seonghwa pressed his forehead against yours, soothing your light tremble as he pulled out of you, the last rivulets of cum dripping onto your pubic bone. Unable to sustain the position any longer, legs having grown weak as the adrenaline subsided he gave into Wooyoung’s guidance as the man slinked away from you, laying you down onto the bed, and motioned for Seonghwa to do the same. In the quietude, you three remained in one another’s arms, only the steadying breathing and bare skin covered in a glistening sheen of sweat reminding you that this was all a stunning reality.

As you detangled from one another, Wooyoung and Seonghwa gave you one last, gentle peck on the cheek each before whispering amongst themselves. As you lay on the bed sheets, surrounded by the aura of lovemaking, unfocused gaze peering at the dark ceiling, you felt a clean towel going over your body, only to see Seonghwa gingerly caressing each limb, planting one kiss, another. When he noticed that you were watching him, he threw you a big dopey grin, only to mumble out words of adoration. He kept you grounded with his presence, his feathery touches, while Wooyoung rushed through re-dressing and picking out something comfortable for you to wear. Once done, the two men changed places, with the latter now tending to you and helping you get dressed, barely suppressing a smile as he let a large hoodie fall over your body. When you gave him an endearing thumbs up, hands barely peeking from the sleeves, he playfully lunged to hug you and make you fall back onto the bed, giggling airily into your ear and trying to wrap you up even tighter. Seonghwa joined you not long after, and you were caught in between two heavens, safe, adored, the intricacies of the world around you finally making sense as both Wooyoung and Seonghwa illuminated them. The stars in the sky, the flames on the earth, they completed you just as you completed them, and this was something that you would never wish to give up. They were here for you. You were here for them. This was your wish, a wish that had finally come true. For you, for Wooyoung, for Seonghwa.

“So… shall we have that cake then… at least?” you whispered into the darkness, immediately hearing rustling to either side of you, and a soft sigh from Wooyoung, breath tickling your ear as he inched a little closer, only to tease:

“But didn’t we just have dessert-”

“Wooyoung!” the yelp only seemed to amuse your two loves as they chuckled, with Seonghwa moving to push a few strands of your hair back, and reveal his glimmering orbs that managed to catch the light from the window, curtains undrawn and letting the city lights inside, giving the impression that the universe truly was in his those two windows to the soul. Your breath hitched as you gazed at him, head resting on his palm, as he wondered whether he was dreaming, the mumble slipping out automatically:

“He’s right. You’re sweet, Y/N.”

“Oh my goodness-”

You turned your head, only to feel soft fingers cupping your chin and pulling you into a slow, gentle kiss. Eyes fluttering shut, you sank into Seonghwa once again, the idea of him loving you back and wanting to be with you, accepting your other love who had his hand lazily thrown around your waist and face nuzzled into the crook of your neck, it was all so surreal that you were afraid to even take a peek.

“But we do have a kitchen to clean though...” you groaned, shaking your head at the choice of comment. Wooyoung was quicker to react, snuggling more closely and muttering:

“Now that can wait-”

“...and a wish to make.” Seonghwa elaborated, cutting Wooyoung’s complaints short, and lying down to hug you, arm lying atop the other man’s, drawing circled on your skin where the top into which you had changed had ridden up, “Let’s celebrate our birthday girl.”

Our. The word rang in your ears and wriggled its way into your mind, a new star shining in your sky, enveloping you, revering you through the creation of a paradise to which you thought there were no gates nor glimpses. The simple word - a spark of a lighter, eradicating shadows of doubt and setting the soul ablaze with newfound passion and excitement, turning your birthday into a renaissance celebrating love.

Even if you had not even made your wish yet, it was obvious. You were yourself when you were with Wooyoung and Seonghwa, and you wanted nothing more but for this bond to grow into a loving intuition. You looked up from the cake, in the middle of which was a glowing candle, and admired the two men, illuminated by the warm flickering light. How they had huddled closer to one another, with Seonghwa attempting to discreetly point out to Wooyoung that he should adjust the angle at which he held his phone to capture the precious moment. How blissful, relaxed they appeared to be as they ceased their quiet arrangement, only to return your gaze. Heat rushed to your cheeks as you read nothing but adoration in their eyes, and you clenched the material of the hoodie into which the two had insisted you change, trying to steady your breathing.

Reading your actions, your best friend, turned lover, nodded in reassurance, leaning closer towards you by resting his head on a propped up hand, while Wooyoung gave you a bright smile and threw an arm around Seonghwa’s shoulders, nearly making him lose balance. The action did not seem to phase the older man in the slightest, as he simply pressed his tongue against the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes in mock vexation, only to break out into an equally heart-melting grin. Neither rushed you, appreciating your need to take in the change, entranced by your loving peace. This new dynamic had indeed been something of a dream, and you thought that it was going to remain that way until you would be forced to forget, or live in an illusion of loving less. But now you found yourself, for the first time in some years, thinking of new wishes, musing the steps ahead.

As you blew out the fire, and motioned for the two to not turn the lights on quite yet, you were at peace. Nothing felt more right than observing Seonghwa standing up to gingerly remove the candle and slice the cake, and receiving a peck on the cheek from Wooyoung, who was now hovering over your left shoulder, fingers playing with your hair. The puzzle pieces had fallen into place, and you, like three beautiful stars, had formed a stunning constellation. In a world so fast-paced and lonely, you were surrounded by a miraculous, unconditional love - two people who not only adored you, but adored your ability to love them both equally, and in turn, love the universe. With you, they felt as though they had found their home, and were more than willing to maintain the intricate balance.

With the pair moving their chairs around the table to sit on either side of you, the action, albeit carried out serenely, quietly, expressed a boyish excitement for the development, and the way in which they seeked even more closeness with you, be it by purposefully leaning to reach for a meaningless item across the table, or by resting an arm on the back of the chair, only confirmed their shared adoration. Under the full moon that greeted you from the outside with a silvery blue sheen, you found a comfortable stillness, and as the two men raised their heads to follow your gaze to the view outside, hoped that your new wish, one for three, for years to come, would come true too.

[skiptomyylu]

The Time Has Come Again! HAPPY FEMME AZIRAPHALE FRIDAYYY

Peeks Head In...

HIIIIII!! HAPPY FEMME AZIRAPHALE FRIDAY!!!

WELCOME TO THE 9TH FEMME AZIRAPHALE FRIDAY RAAAHHHHHHHHHH

I've been SLACKING but I'm here- IM HERE!! Here to share some amazing works that have populated the [#Femme Aziraphale Friday] tag!

Really quickly though, if you aren't aware of what Femme Aziraphale Friday is, please click HERE for a little more information!!

And if you'd like to share art/participate, please do use the [#Femme Aziraphale Friday] tag! We'd LOVE to see your work :> I hope you're ready to read a LOT of caps locked text and keyboard smashing!! Now...LET'S GET ONTO IT!!! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ

@fawnim

I made a little sobbing sound opening this post again to grab the link /VPOS/AFF SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL AREIBJAHEHBRRRRRR I'M SO SO SO AUUGHGERHIREHRHJ Those curls, that dress, those eyes, that expression... This is true happiness Nim, how do you do it... Thank you my dear <3 AAHHEHBREJH WE'RE SO LOCKED IN FOREVER!! MY TWIN!!

Do Check Out Nims Page, Nims Comm Sheet, and Nims Ko-Fi!

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@fangirlsjustwannahavefun

JUST LOOK AT THAT LOOOVELY LADY!! Sporting a green dress and a smile!! We've got a looovellyy depiction of Femme Aziraphale right here folks! I just wanna give her smooches on the cheeks MWAH MWAH MWAAAAHHH!! RRAAAAAHHHGAREHLIBGAERJHGBJHGABELJGHABERLERLJHBRGJEHBHLHJBERLHB WHAT A CUTIEPIEE RRRRRRRILJGREH

Go take a peek at Becks page!

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@tartan-tart

OH GOD!! WHATS HAPPENING TO ME!!

🧍🏾🧎🏾🐕

IM BARKINGG!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOODDDDDD!! LET ME ZIP HER UP!! ME ME ME!! WHAT DO I EVEN DO BESIDES YELL I am going to come to your home and extract some of your skill- you've got too much of it (/silly)

Take a gander at Tart/Dantes Page, Pinned Post, and Link Tree!

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@freerangewhales

I NEED HER FOR CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR RRRRGJRRJEHEJRBG She's SO CUTESY (so demure) RRRRHIBGAREHLEHJHRAEJLGEHRJGHER I wanna take her out out to a nice lunch, and treat her to the works, and then take her out on a boat ride on my super huge shiny yacht that I totally have, and drive her around in my super expensive imported sports car that I totally totally have!!

Skidaddle Over to Monas Page and Link Tree!

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@rogueartgallery

CHOMPCHOMPCHOMPCHOMPCHOMPCHOMPCHOMP GGUYYSS LOOK AT HERRRRGRELHABGLREHBGHBEGHJRELAJB I love love LOOOOVEEEE this artstyle (inspired by Burn Pygmalion if I remember correctly!) ITS SO GORGEOUS RRRIHBREHBEHRRRRRR She's so beautiful please tell her I wish for her hand in marriage!! Put on your skates and roll over to Rens Page and Pinned Post!!

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@ramennoodleghost

THIS ARTWORK HAS ME AEGRIJLAGREHGHBJREHJBSGREBHJREGBHJGSREHBJJBHKRBHJEBJH TAKE ME NOW AZIRA IM READY!! IM REAADDYYYYYYY!!!! OH LORD IN HEAVEN ABOVE PLEASE!! PLEEEASSEEE!! I have no calm, cool, nor collected words to say guys I wish I did, but I truly dont LMAAOO Get a wiggle on to RamenNoodleGhosts' page!! (Now I want noodles) *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ

@skiptomyylu (The Art is for 18+ Audiences, Thank You!!)

The Dragon Warrior- IT'S ME!! (/ref)

As some may know, I doooo have a goddess Aziraphale AU in the works! Andddd I just wanted to draw more of them and it got quite sauuccyy HUEHUEHEEHUEHUEHEUHE!! Throw your eyeballs to my page out if you'd like!!

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And that's all folks! Thank you so much for stopping by for another FAF!! There's more art (and fics) under #Femme Aziraphale Friday!! Take a look-see at those too!

I can't wait to see what else is made in future!! Hugs and Kisses to you all, and have a wonnnderrfulll Femme Aziraphale Friday!! Toodleoo!!

[sunshinereddie]

GENSHAKAHSUWHWJEHSJ IM SCREAMING AAAAHHH

“eddie’s gaming set up is just richie’s chest” …. 😭 OH MY GODDDDDDDDD it is. it really is. that is so perfect im SCREAMING DHJJAGSKAGS

and his face in the last panel!!! 😭😭😭 he’s so sad he spent 5 hours building that house and now it’s ruined. he’s devastated. i just love the idea of richie being in the kitchen cooking dinner, when he starts to hear this quiet sniffling, he’s like ?? what’s that?? he steps away from the stove and realizes that it’s not just sniffling, but crying- eddie’s crying?? why is he crying?? is he hurt?? what’s wrong??? so he runs over to eddie’s home office as fast as he can, bursts through the door to see….

his 40-year-old husband crying over minecraft.

(dw, richie helped him rebuild their house afterwards <3 )

I simply need you to imagine forty year old Richie trying to convince Eddie to play Minecraft with him because the thing is? The thing is?? He would absolutely love it and get so into it but he has to throw such a bitchfit about playing a game for kids so Richie graciously pretends it's something he bullies Eddie into playing every time

EEEK YES. i can imagine richie playing it just as a fun lil way to pass the time when he doesn’t feel like focusing on anything. after derry 2.0, richie spends a lot of time playing minecraft bc again, it helps him calm down & relax. once he and eddie start dating, the two of them will often sit together, with eddie doing his work and richie playing minecraft beside him. at first, eddie turns his nose up at the game, insisting it’s for kids and that he doesn’t care for it.

but then that turns into eddie sometimes watching richie play out of the corner of his eye, which turns into eddie not even trying to hide the fact that he’s watching richie play. when richie calls him out on it, eddie just gets huffy and claims that it’s hard not to get distracted when richie is playing a bright colourful game directly beside him.

one time richie asks if eddie wants to try, and of course eddie refuses. it’s after a lot of convincing eddie that it’s actually fun, that no it’s not just for kids, that yes plenty of adults play it, that no it doesn’t matter whether or not you’re good at video games anyone can play it, that eddie finally succumbs to richie’s nagging and tells him that he’ll play for ten minutes.

he ends up playing for an hour.

eddie instantly falls in love with the game- just like richie, he finds it relaxing, he finds it mind-numbing in a good way, and above all else, he finds it actually fun. plus, he likes that it’s something that he and richie can do together <3

but of course, he pretends that he doesn’t even know what minecraft is. any time someone questions him about it, he’s like “mind craft? what is that, some sort of arts and crafts thing?” and when someone at work notices that he has the game downloaded on his laptop he gets all red and huffy and quickly says “my boyfriend downloaded that. i don’t even know what it is.”

god, now i need to see 40 year old eddie kaspbrak playing minecraft in his gaming setup ;-;

[softwaring]

I really feel like you have achieved a lot of what is most important in life, like such beautiful hikes, so much good fresh food, a hobby that you're good and successful at. I don't know, by contrast my standard career based life seems like the wrong direction. I feel inspired by you to change my life.

thank you, i am really lucky to be able to live this life! there is NOTHING wrong with having a career based life. I panic about my future often just bc you never know how long the ride will last in this business, but it’s never too late to change aspects of ur life.

imo its about prioritizing what you think is important. i never hiked until a few years ago and now i’ve done 60 mile backpacking trips. i mostly make all my own food because there isn’t any fast food available in my town period 😭 and the restaurants we do have are expensive af so i much prefer to cook!! it’s also something worth learning if you want.. nothing has impressed me more than making my own pasta noodles, sauce etc. it’s really a great feeling lol

when i worked retail and art was just a hobby, i worked at it pretty relentlessly because i was obsessed 😅 id work all day then stay up all night drawing then work again tired af. now i just prioritize being outside and actively enjoying each season (if possible some places suck in the summer *texas*) but idk dude just keep on truckin and make little shifts. you’ll probably notice big impact from small things ☺️

[mitcheechee]

Hey, new follower here! (I'm actually in the wrong account so please don't mind me being anonymous!) I really love your art and I mainly wanted to say that your art and style is amazing and beautiful! Secondarily, do you have any tutorials or tips on drawing bodies, hands and I noticed you do blood? I understand if you'd rather not answer that; if so just only the first half! Love your art! Thanks for existing (if that makes sense)❤️

wah... first i just wanna say tysm!!! youre so sweet 😭

i unfortunately dont have any tutorials or anything made already and i dont really want to make any as of right now because i feel like i have a long way to go in terms of learning how to properly draw a lot of things. since i don't know what im doing id feel really lousy putting out a tutorial when i dont even have a lot of the basics down yet...

im gonna blab under the cut about tips (not really tips on drawing bodies themselves as a guideline, but what has helped me practice and thus allowed me to get better at drawing bodies in my own art), so u dont have to read all that if it doesnt interest u! but regardless thank u again for being so sweet!!! sorry i couldnt give u what u wanted.. maybe one day... 😭

again this is just how i practice, but its GENUINELY helped me get so much better.

all i can say as far as tips is to definitely practice with references as much as u can, it really will help u improve. i know people often dont like that advice too much but its really true... every time i use references to practice for a bit i can tell it helps me, and looking back at older art i know its true. i dont often use guidelines (i really need to...), or at least not in the sense that i do in most of the guides i see so i feel like i cant give much else in terms of advice tho, other than that.

anyway, its one thing to just use a reference, but really trying to get it down and learn it (learn the body, anatomy, how to draw it all) so u carry that knowledge on is sorta different, for me

what has helped me to really learn is this method of practice where i

draw a reference photo based off what i see

trace the photo

overlay both my trace and the first drawing i made

go back and choose key points on the photo/trace where i was very off and mark them as a little dot/line and then try to fix the original sketch with those dots/lines to match the photo (look below to understand what i mean LOL sorry)

try and draw it again from scratch based on what i see visually

and for number 4, what i mean is this:

lets say the 2nd is my visual (rough) drawing based off of the original

overlaying my original sketch on the reference i can see where a lot of points are off!

ill make note of a few of the areas that were very off and mark them, then get rid of the reference underneath. ill still look at it as a guide on the side, but overall try to just change the original sketch to match it instead of directly tracing!

i feel like this may not have been exactly what u mean as far as tips for drawing bodies, but ive found that in order to grasp them better in a way that helps u draw them on ur own, doing studies like this really helps! for me, at least, it allows me to better store things in my memory--because looking at the image and practicing doesnt feel like it really CEMENTS any knowledge, but seeing where i went wrong and then working backwards to try and alter it shows me where im lacking in skill, and helps me use that information later!

doing this allows me to understand how bodies take up space. it has helped me to see the body as more of a tangible thing while i draw freehand, and do it more accurately as well, instead of it feeling like its. a limp noodle i cant grasp LOL

i will say, tho, that for hands especially i almost always use my hands as a reference for what i want. like i dont even have a guide for that in terms of what i do to draw them out or guidelines i follow, i just straight up draw them based off what i see or imagine, i dont really do those step by step guidelines...

im sorry again i couldnt rly give u what u wanted, i just dont think im at that level where i can truly give any advice since im not good enough (yet ! we hope) for a genuine tutorial. if u mean something as far as like... body shapes and stuff im still not rly there yet either. i hope this helps even a tiny bit tho, if u read this far!!!

[dreamaze]

.⟡. 2023 Year in Review .⟡.

cc year in review — every month in 2023 : link your favorite and/or most popular post from each month this year

tagged by: @shorelinnes, @xiaojuun, & @gnanii, thank you lovelies! ♡ tagging (no pressure, & the gifs were extra!): @ye-xiu, @eggheons, @nervousnotion, @honeyimissjoo (if you’ve already done this, feel free to drop the link! ♡)

Hello!! A brief(ish) recap before the actual list. It’s been a pretty wild year in wingsland, mostly thanks to finishing up my second master’s degree in December (finally, BYE!). Looking back, I’m surprised at how much content I actually created, but this has been a refuge and source of comfort for me while running on fumes between work and school and general adulting. 2023 also marked some changes in my listening and sources of inspiration. I fell more out of interest with txt (apologies to all followers who were here for them… this is the second time this has happened, oops?) but fell even more in love with Monsta X while discovering some other new or new-to-me artists (more on that in another post). Reason was my first official comeback with them, and it really lit a fire in my brain. I have a few ongoing series that I intend to continue, whether they’re gifs or audio compilations. I giffed a LOT of besties (minhyuk + hyungwon, the soulmates of soulmate besties). It brings me so so much joy to work on those sets and the various audio edits or just being excited about musical details in my music box tag. I also managed to squeeze in a few angsty mv sets along the way, because tbh I feel like I am thriving most as a creator when something is pulling at the heartstrings. I know mbbblr has been quiet lately (and must seem exceedingly so to those who were around years ago), but I will keep being noisy about them until mx6 is reunited and beyond. Thank you for sticking around with me ♡

(P.S. I am calling these my favorites and audience favorites because what even is popularity on tumblr, and also I am horribly indecisive and can rarely stick to one. Please enjoy the occasionally unserious post descriptions!)

January ⟡ My favorite(s out of an unusually prolific month): ‘Beautiful Liar’ lyrics + reflected shots, control imagery, & Minhyuk/Changkyun choreo; besties livestreams ft. minhyuk about to get his ass kicked by an indignant noodle & besties again not fighting ⟡ Audience favorite: Reason concept ver.3 (where did all those notes come from) followed by Hyungwon in Love Killa/Gambler/Beautiful Liar

February ⟡ My favorite: Besties Lone Ranger recording, Honey PD ’괜찮아’ Recording (ft. bonus honey threatening offering to kiss minhyuk on the lips), Hyungwon ‘Beautiful Liar’ mv + photoshoot behinds, & the following ⟡ Audience favorite: Unofficial art director Lee Minhyuk

March ⟡ The (only) favorite: Hyungwon FRED x Marie Claire (my favorite photoshoot coloring of the year)

April ⟡ My favorite: Minhyuk in Reason era & besties ft. not-very-tsundere hyungwon ⟡ Audience favorite: Hyungwon John Varvatos x GQ

May ⟡ My favorite: Besties All In mv + filming (for the 7th anniversary of All In) & the following ⟡ Audience favorite: Lights album preview

June ⟡ My favorite: Overdrive & “always you and me” besties ⟡ Audience favorite: Minhyuk x Singles

July ⟡ My favorite: Hyungwon x MV water imagery ⟡ Audience favorite: 1/2 of besties enlists (sobwail)

August ⟡ My favorite: Fighter performance video (…ft. besties), besties massage (fail), & the following ⟡ Audience favorite: Changkyun x Marie Claire

September ⟡ My favorite: Jaechan ‘Time’ ⟡ Audience favorite: Minhyuk vs the prop pear

October ⟡ My favorite: Besties with or without mx ⟡ Audience favorite: A pretty Joohoney

November ⟡ The (only) favorite: Minhyuk x Floun

December ⟡ My favorite: Giuk 'My Blue' & the consequences of putting besties next to each other in dance relays ⟡ Audience favorite: Hyungwon Givenchy Beauty x Singles

[messrsbyler]

Hello!! what do you think about the tag those days? do you have a fav blog? who do you think is saving the tag from dying with posts and theories?

i think the tag is slowly dying tbh and it's sad to see? the reality is that for the past year or so the tag has been kept alive (from what i've seen and my personal experience here) because of art/fic creators and analysis blogs. however, it's been a year since s4 dropped and as i've seen some people around the tag say, everything that could've been analysed or said about byler in the last season or all seasons has already been said. now, i personally LOVE doing analysis even to this day, doesn't matter if i'm probably repeating something someone else spotted and blogged about two months ago. it's fun to make those posts, but we can't ignore that they are becoming repetitive and that side of the tag is burning out. because of that, things like fics/art/headcanons/ficlets/aus are so important now.

we don't have to run out of content to enjoy in our tag, but people should be willing to step outside their comfort zone and accept that canon is limited to what can he done and said about byler. aus however open new doors that this tag hasn't really explored yet, and for some reason there's a bit of resistance? and that leads us to a dead end because then there's no new not repetitive content and the tag starts dying even with its huge following.

another issue is definitely the lack of rb in the tag. i can jump on any post in the byler tag and check the notes and i know the ratio between likes and rbs will be ridiculous. ofc i can't force anyone to rb if they don't want to, but liking a post and not rb kills a post bc it stops reaching new people who will then engage with said post and then it will reach even more blogs. liking does nothing, it's a dummy button.

rb not only allows a post to stay alive, it's also a great opportunity to create conversations in the tags and engage with other people on this side of the internet. and well if you aren't into that or don't like to add tags to every rb, a simple rb still does much more than a like.

i have many fav blogs and i'll probably forget some, but from the top of my head i have @andiwriteordie (writer and au lover) @foodiewithdahoodie (amazing takes and headcanons) @astrobei (writer and artist) @wiseatom (amazing writer) @doriandrifting (analysis and amazing takes) @emblazons (amazing takes and gifs) @mayahawkins (one of the best gif creators in the tag) @perexcri (amazing writer) @likegoldintheair (amazing writer and amazing headcanons/ficlets) @elekinetic (amazing writer and amazing scripts) @kidovna (beautiful art and aus and comics) @noodles-and-tea (art art art i am obsessed) @nnilkyway (again beautiful art) @strangeswift (writer and a fun blog to check out) and many more that i'm probably forgetting right this moment.

if you (anyone who is reading this) have a blog rec pls lmk!!! i'm always looking for new byler content!!

(if you have stonathan blogs recs uh also lmk i need more stonathans on my dashboard thanks)

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 12/19/2022

shambling along towards the new year

listening

cotton heads by caravan palace. i think this has been on every spotify wrapped playlist ive ever had. soft and comforting in a way that’s hard for me to describe. this has been part of the background music in some of the softest times of my life, winter-warm and safe and solitary noodling around on some project that involves a lot of fiddling with tiny pieces on a desk. spotify

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reading

houston thrift stores are, predictably, awash with cowboy western novels. mostly it’s every louis l’amour or zane grey possible (no thanks)

jake logan’s SLOCUM AND THE YELLOWBACK TRAIL is number three hundred and seventy nine in the series, which is quite impressive. i am fascinated when a book attempts to transplant a cowboy into an urban environment so we’ll stick with it for a bit, despite a truly horrible sex scene describing a “rigid pole”. there were no onomatopoeia sex sounds which is both blessing and curse bc the intel SLOCUM gathered during this sex scene seemed like a completely different conversation totally unrelated to the sex he was having. she simply happened to come three times in three pages while telling him everything he needed for Next Location.

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watching

saw several very beautiful movies in the last two weeks, one of which i liked very much.

Experiment in Terror (1962, dir. Edwards) has one of my favorite Mancini-composed pieces of music but i had never seen the movie it was from. a neo-noir man with an asthmatic rasp puts pressure on a bank teller and her teen sister to rob the bank by terrorizing them through various means. however, despite successfully playing on a lot of Womanly Fears (unexpected phone calls, driving at night, being alone) the fbi. this is perhaps a bit snide since it is extremely good at keeping the tension up through most of the runtime, the leads all did a good job imo— a letterboxed reviewer pointed out the villain played by Ross Martin has a certain chameleon-like quality from scene to scene and it is really arresting, he pops up in some unexpected places to great effect. a well-shot movie, just a hair longer than i wanted it to be, i don’t think any movie could survive the hype i built up in my head after loving than mancini piece so much, and was not quite the vibe i was looking for on the afternoon i finished it.

in a different noir with an important scene during a baseball game, Stray Dog (1949, dir. Kurosawa). everything you could possibly say about this movie has already been said. mifune is such a fucking joy to watch as a somewhat hapless young cop with a bad case of the scruples. gets his fully loaded pistol pickpocketed on the tram, sending him hither and yon during a brutally hot summer tracking down every bullet. widely available for free. fucking beautiful work of art. deeply annoying when widely acclaimed movies are actually really good

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playing

nothing new to report, nothing i want to play has been a free epic game lately. very excited that a character ive been waiting for is dropping in genshin on…uhhhhh…tomorrow? she has sunglasses. she has a gunbrella. she can call in heavy cannon bombardment. she’s just so cute

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making

one of the purposes of the tuesdaypost is to remind myself to expand the selection of things i do and my brain partially feels like sludge bc of the time of year and partially bc i haven’t fucking done anything more complicated than scrambled eggs or cleaning things in like two weeks

[acacia-may]

I am no artist by any means, but I saw your birthday post about drawings of Magna, @crazycookiemaniac and decided to post these little, old doodles of Magna and Luck in your honor since I am so incredibly grateful for the wonderful commission you did for me and for all the beautiful art you have shared with the BC fandom (and since we’re also Birthday Buddies, just a day apart 😊)! Thank you so much again for everything and for being so kind! I hope you have a wonderful birthday!! 💖

Also just a snippet of another one just for an older Magna with his hair down! (**The “Boring Stick” is just a pool noodle that Luck playfully uses to remind Magna to get in touch with his inner child & not get too responsible or boring in the future 😅 This doodle was really just silly but I like Magna’s hair better here so I added it…**)

[elektrischemaidchen]

Lisztober #18: Mirror of the Soul

(‘Schmonzette!’)

Yes, that's right, Lacelove. A Schmonzette. @franzliszt-official

The show must go on.

We wanted to make a song that ties in with the ‘Hymn to the moon’ day. And at the same time take a bow into the heart of Chopin and Liszt.

I write lyrics best (and fastest) when I can feel them. And that's the case here. It almost wrote itself. And the very first take was so good that we just took it. That usually never happens. (Never.)

I like this image: Franzl and Chip-Chip are sitting next to each other and playing... and the world between them and their audience couldn't be more contrasting.

‘Ooh, inside, my heart is breaking / My makeup may be flaking /

But my smile still stays on’. Thank you, Freddy Mercury.

And of course Schmonzette, because you all wanted a bit more Yaoi- Shopping List too ;)

That's how it is: Keep going, smile, play the same things over and over again, say thank you, and off you go to the next salon.

You were always allowed to be around the noble society, but your position was never accepted.

This failed liaison with Caroline de Saint-Criq must have made Franz realise this right from the start.

Later:

‘He extolled the truism and the easy life. He delighted in the defence of the immoral. Suddenly, without any reason, he spoke in a way that was unheard of in his mouth. He praised my ‘beautiful life’. He congratulated me on my position in the world. He admired my ‘royal house’, the opulence and exquisiteness of my surroundings. Was he serious or mocking? I read no interpretation in his impassive expression, in his sad voice,’ writes Marie D'Agoult in her memoirs. The fact that she didn't understand what Franz was saying between the lines is precisely because of her position.

Oh, Franz, how many times did you want to stop this circus and couldn't? Do you still remember the ‘Blind Singer’ a few days ago? How many times did he disappear? How many times did he try to do something else? Of course, there's also the monetary pressure, because you have to make a living. Your own ego, the pressure of competition.

And then there's  : „The bubble“

It's this certain kind of insanity you inevitably get when you choose art as your main profession. To be a full-time artist, you have to be nuts. Either you already nuts it before, or, as is so often the case, you’re getting nuts later, because you're always in this microcosm of drama, airs and graces, aestheticism and competition.

Life imitates art, art imitates life. Everything is feeling.There's no regular daily routine, you only ever hang out with other artists who are also all nuts, you inspire each other to ‘be even more nuts’, then you start having „relations“ with each other, which quickly culminate in depression again because of jealousy (and being nuts) and/or sexually transmitted diseases, then you make art about it and everything starts all over again, just in a different place. That, dear readers, is hell.An unaccompanied class trip of the vanities, where there are only losers, even though you always think you're a winner. Although, that's not true: the audience benefits. At least if nobody falls off the stage drunk....and the show goes on. And it has to go on, because...see above. (This wisdom is brought to you by someone who once had to spend 3 hours after work in a Chinese restaurant with his phone to his ear, listening to an artist's desperate break-up pain while the fried noodles got cold in front of me... ‘I can never walk on the same stage as him again’ But, darling, you have to. You and I, we have a contract. The show must go on.)

And here we are again, at the beginning of the end or the end of the beginning of Liszt and Chopin's intimate friendship.It just couldn't go well. More on this tomorrow.

Two hands find each other in the flickering light Let's play on To stall some time The world around us Is so strangely empty There are so many eyes In the sea of candles And they all want us But I want you more And even though you're beside me I miss you so much No matter what you play The world goes on for them And they don't care Whether we're sad Or cheerful For we are only meant for entertainment We have been made a „marmotte“ I think I've never looked you in the eye So you would Understand  there is so much more And they all want us But I want you more And even though you're next to me I miss you so much But we're still here Playing for our lives And everyone out there Puts so much against us And we put actions Not words Against our time And we play every day For our lives And they all want us But I want you more And even though you're next to me I miss you so much And there is so much that gets lost in this Please, please Never ask for the meaning Be honest We are not equal to them No matter who you meet You are not worthy of them They share their bed with you so gladly Loll around On your piano And they all want us But I want you more And even though you're beside me I miss you so much But we'll Never be a part of them And their love Is only for appearances But you and I We know who we are And of the fire That smoulders between us And they all want us But I want you more And even though you're beside me I miss you so much We both understand each other so much And I would love to perish with you

[happylandfill23]

23, 20,1 and 8 for the music asks!!!

thank you for the ask julian!! /gen

23. what's a song that makes you feel like a hot badass?

"cat people (putting out fire)" by david bowie!!

20. SHOW ME A PICTURE OF ONE OF YOUR FAVORITE ARTISTS. RIGHT NOW. I NEED TO SEE THEM.

instead of being painfully predictable and putting a photo of damon albarn, here's kurt cobain with a cat :]

1. what is your favorite song. right now. tell me.

oh man. it's hard to pick but one i've been really enjoying lately is "all i think about now" by the pixies

8. tell me about your favorite band. go on infodump for me.

oh boy get ready for me to infodump about gorillaz

i just love everything about them tbh, i loveee the music and the art and everything. i think my favourite album is probably demon days, not just by them but in general and when i found a copy of it on vinyl i literally cried in the middle of the store lmao you would think i'd actually seen damon and jamie there in the flesh i could not calm down. but it's in my possession now and i love it. only problem is it doesn't have the fade between dirty harry and feel good inc and it skips a bit during dare but it's perfect otherwise and every time i hear the fade between don't get lost in heaven and demon days i cry even though i've heard that fade several times before on my cd of the album it just. hits different on vinyl idk. i think phase two also has my favourite art style of all the phases?? idk though i loveeee the plastic beach artstyle and they all look so cool in their outfits (i even have that plastic beach era poster that i'm pretty sure everyone has lmaoo) and i love cyborg noodle!! i wish what happened to her was more clear and not changed like a million times, i also would've thought it would be cool to see her and noodle become friends. THEY COULD'VE BEENN SISYERS :( but no :(( also plastic beach always makes me sad i really really wish damon and jamie had gotten to do everything they'd wanted to with that album and it makes me so sad thinking about all the lost music and stuff. especially crashing down cuz that snippet from the russel ident was so beautiful :( also why did they delete all the plastic beach teasers from their official youtube channel??? like all the close-ups of the gorgeous model they built pretty much just for the album cover with the little snippets of music we never got (i'm quite fond of the one known as mr. light, which based on what we hear in the snippet i think it was reworked into damon albarn's daft wader, which is a gorgeous song from a gorgeous album) and the little character idents too. my favourite one is probably the cyborg noodle one, i love the creepy music and how we get to see what all the wires and stuff look like, it's just super cool. the russel one makes me really sad though :( man russel has been through so much. he deserves better man

ok this turned out even longer then i thought it would lmao i'm adding a cut before this rambling session 😭😭

thank u again for the asks btw!! /gen

[takeeachdayonebookatatime]

Why did you elbow me? 90

Undercover Beckett part 5

Jeb: pov jo's husband is sitting with her on the bed. She still has a cough but is doing so much better with her cold. Me and Cindy are keeping our eyes on her. As we go to check on her we notice her and Derek are asleep cuddling, he must be so worried about her. We decided to let him stay for dinner. Jo is getting vegetable stew which she only eats a little, the other girls are getting pasta. Derek kissed Jo goodnight before he left. Lanie is getting herself and Jo into pj's before bed both of them had already showered.

Cindy: pov in the morning we give Jo her pills and some cheerios she seems to be feeling better her cough does not sound as bad, Lanie unhooked her from the monitors and IV. She is on the phone probably talking to her husband Derek.

Kate/Jo: pov it's after breakfast and I'm calling Ryan and Esposito to ask them what they found out, turns out the nights all 4 girls were killed Charles had visited Mandy we just need more proof, they tell me he has an alibi for the nights of the murder. I tell them he is visiting her again today so I can try and Find out more info. I did some art until lunch. The food is so good I'm glad I can sit with the rest of the girls and eat. I managed to find Charles in the lounge before Mandy came out of her room. I pulled him aside and chatted about cars. I'm trying to figure out what car he drives. I ask him what car he drives because my father in law wants to get a new car but is not sure what he would like. With my information I ran to the phone and updated the boys. Esposito had looked into DMV records and found out the car that dumped the body is the same but the license plate does not match.

Lanie: pov Kate takes a nap until dinner one of the staff members Darwin is weird, Kate mentions he is sleeping with Penny. The rest of the night was chill. Esposito mentions they are getting a search warrant to check Charles' house out tomorrow. Tonight is the last night Kate gets cough meds, at 2am I wake her up and give Kate her med i decide to go to the bathroom while I'm up. Afterwards I go back to bed. The next morning Cindy comes in to give Kate her heart meds, she gets changed and we head to breakfast she is having cheerios again. Everyone else is having eggs and bacon.

Amber: pov after breakfast Jo pulls Mandy aside and asks her about Charles saying she knows he was dating Sara, Chloe, Jill and Wendy the dead girls. Mandy says you don't understand he was not dating them. The Ramen noodles cups he was bringing us are full of drugs. They are under the noodles. The dead girls and some of the others were buying from me and Charles but to make it less suspicious we decided he acted like he was their boyfriends.

Ryan: pov Jo called around lunch telling us she had a major lead. Me and Esposito had just finished some Chinese food with Castle. Charles was not dating the girls he was bringing Ramen noodles cups into rehab that were full of drugs. They are under the noodles. The dead girls and some of the others were buying from Mandy and Charles.

Kate/Jo: pov Ryan and Esposito are getting a search warrant for Darwin's place. In the meantime I'm going to talk to Penny after lunch. I'm thankful Cindy and Jeb know how to make healthy dishes, us girls chat about life and boys. Cindy ask me how I'm doing here and if I'm feeling any better I say yes thanks for asking and caring. I found Penny in the art room drawing a beautiful landscape painting. We talk about her, Darwin and the dead girls. She's not much help but says Beth has an older brother who as a teen got charged with murder, he got out a couple years ago after serving his time.

Esposito: pov Kate called us back up with her new info about Beth's older brother. I mention I will text Lanie if we find anything interesting.

Lanie: pov i spent a while in Margaret's office on the phone talking with Esposito. Kate spent the rest of the day talking with Amber and Carlyle, her new friends. They are both sweet and nice.

Kate: pov I wish I could help them. Maybe I can, I decided after dinner, which is amazing, that I'm going to watch some with some of the other girls Linda seems rude, Me and Lanie are watching TV with Amber and Carlyle they have never seen temptation lane a couple of episodes in they both mention how good the show is I mention me and Lanie even got to meet the cast once it was amazing. It's getting late. I grab some clothes from my bag and head to the shower room to take a nice long shower before bed, I put some peach shampoo in my hair and then wash my body before getting out and drying off. Once in bed I quickly fall asleep, at 2am I wake up to go pee. I should not have drank so much liquid during our temptation lane marathon.

Darwin: pov that girl Jo is poking around too much I'm going to have to get rid of her. I'm hiding in the supply closet in the hallway waiting at 2am, Jo finally appears in the hallway. I pop out of the closet and slam her head into the wall hard, she manages to kick me knocking me over before she collapses.

Lanie: pov From my bed I hear a very loud noise. I rush out into the hallway and see Carlyle running out of her room all frantic. To be continued. ……..

[lixenn]

SHE'S HERE!! MY BELOVED SCIENCE GIRL!!! MY BABYGIRL!!!

*sobs* She's perfect...

She's so beautiful, once again you did an amazing job at the drawings!! I'm in awe *stares dreamily at Anemone*

I love how dynamic your art is, it's so vivid! So livelike! I'm obsessed!! The way her labcoat flutters, the papers falling out of the folders, you can see how she rushes to her destitnation and woe anyone that gets in her way. It captures her determination very well in my opinion. (also the hairtie... thank you so much for adding it, because I'm sure most people won't care or know the significance of the the hair tie but I know! And I love it okay!!)

Also, the way you integrated your worldbuilding and the Cavalieri backstory is super smooth, seriously you did an great job, it was so nice to read! Have a gold star my perfect noodle ⭐

Now, onto the QUESTIONS!

I see in the full body drawing she wears glasses. Is she far-sighted or near-sighted? What is her prescription? Or are the glasses just for style?

How big is her research department? Does she have an assistant? Because believe me when you manage an entire research group and do lab work yourself? You will want an assisstant even if it's just for doing inventory and ordering stuff.

What is her specialtiy? She was trained by a medical doctor but since she is Head of R & D I assume she is familiar with multiple fields of research? But again what's her strenght? What topic does she know most about (science wise)?

And now that I think about it, does she have a PhD? Also, can Calavieri members even get a PhD? Because their contact with the outside world is limited. I'm assuming the other Doctors got their title before they joined the family.

*dragging myself away from science topics*

How did she meet Myr? (Was Myr causing mischief again?)

What's Anemone's way to relax? She must be super busy being Head of R & D after all, how does she balance it out?

...

Totally overloading you with questions again, am I?

I will make a cut here and patiently wait for you answers (then surprise attack you via ask muhahahaha)

You thought I'd be done? Have more OCs! Third character sheet! Thank you for your patience, this one felt like a fever dream to make and for that reason is probably a little less detailed than the other two. I'm exhausted. I rushed it. I'll go to sleep.

(disclaimer: English isn't my first language, so I apologize in advance for any errors.)

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Leaving together? Leaving the family? Myr... this isn’t what you told me years ago.

-Anemone, Ch.3

Anemone Cavalieri

Gender: Female (MTF)

Pronouns: she/her

Age (at Ch.1): 23

Nationality: Italian

Height/Weight: approx. 178 cm/75 kg

Flame type: flameless

Affiliation: Cavalieri Family (Second Branch, Research and Development)

Despite being integral part of the Cavalieri heritage for as long as the family has existed, the Pallid Flame still hides many mysteries behind its selective behaviors. The latest generations of Cavalieri in particular have shifted their interest onto the possibility whether the complex Failsafe System, a state of the body that only occurs in unconscious Pallid Flame users, could be utilized to further improve the physical manipulation abilities of their fighters. In order to achieve this and other studies, they have provided themselves with a team of elite chemists and biochemical engineers, picking their members from the family itself as well as from external members.

Up to the year of Tristam’s birth, the team had been led by Dr. Filippo Argenti, the consort of the Eight Nera Signora and father of Myr and her brother. After years of vacancy following Dr. Argenti’s gruesome passing, his role was finally taken up by Anemone, a young engineer and apprentice of the Mother Branch family medic, Dr. Fausto Caligari.

Thanks to her dedication and the results reached during her time as researcher, she becomes highly estimated by the Eighth. As time passed though, her ambitions grow along with her genius to the point where she wishes to change the family’s ways and reputation to be more akin to those of the Vongola, a family rumored to be noble and magnanimous.

All those thoughts were destined to remain fantasies…until the day she meets Myr. Anemone recognizes that Myr could be the turning point for the family’s history thanks to her stubborn refusal of their treacherous means, and so swears to find a way to make her stronger than her brother.

Then, one day, Myr disappears without a trace. Her mind immediately chooses its culprit: Tristam.

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I would be absolutely over the moon to answer any questions regarding my OCs, even before Killer Whale's release! Most of the stuff that was mentioned will be explained either through a post here or during the story (obviously).

Previous character sheet: Lidija

Preliminary Info on Killer Whale: update post

My Ao3 account: myelltheorca