#traced/referenced from a real dog pic
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doggerell · 4 months ago
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new tricks for the old dog??
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sagesolsticewrites · 6 months ago
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Hot Summer Night (John Brady x Juliet (OFC))
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In which John Brady helps his wife through a stiflingly hot night in upstate New York.
a/n: wrote this forever ago after seeing that 👀 pic of Ben, came back to it after suffering through an AC-less Tennessee summer when we lost power last night đŸ«  enjoy Brady girlies!
Word count: 1k
Warnings: mature content (unprotected PinV penetration) (18+ MINORS DNI), John Brady being husband of the year, I think that’s it? Please let me know if I missed anything!
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based off the portrayal by the actors in the Apple TV+ series. I hold nothing but respect for the real life individuals referenced within.
Taglist: @winniemaywebber @ginabaker1666
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Juliet threw off the thin sheet with a huff, unable to stand one more thing covering her. At first she had been fine with the fact that the air conditioning in their home didn’t quite reach the master bedroom— happy, in fact, for the excuse to keep the windows open at night. But this year’s New England summer was even more hot and humid than the last, and the stagnant air outside was doing nothing to soothe her.
“Jules? Everything okay?” Came her husband’s concerned voice from the other side of the bed. John Brady was a notoriously light sleeper, and even after just a few months of marriage somehow always knew when his wife was anything less than perfectly content
“‘M fine, honey, just
 hot,” she whines, fanning herself, and stopping when all that did was push more hot air towards her.
“C’mere, sweetheart,” he chuckles softly, “Maybe I can help.”
She rolls to face him, gaze tracing over the significant lack of clothes on her husband— clad in just a sleeveless undershirt and boxers in an attempt to ward off the heat, moonlight glinting off the dog tags he wears even now and highlighting the sheen of sweat along his forehead and collarbone.
A gentle hand on her waist draws her closer, closer, until their noses are nearly touching. Her confused expression— how exactly is this meant to help?— falls into relief as he gently blows a stream of cool air over her face.
“Better?” He murmurs, breath fanning over her as his thumb strokes along her cheek.
“Much,” Juliet sighs, “Thank you.”
“Anytime, sweetheart.”
He resumes his role as her personal fan, occasionally leaning in to brush soft kisses to her forehead, her nose, her cheeks. The combination of cool air and kisses has Juliet nearly melting into his arms, their legs tangling as his hand drifts lower on her hip to pull her flush against him, sparking heat in her belly that has nothing to do with the humid summer night.
It seems to have the same effect on John, given the way he abandons the pretense of cooling her off in favor of skimming his lips across her cheek to capture her lips in earnest. She sighs into the kiss, her hand trailing up his chest to toy with the soft hair at the nape of his neck as he pulls her impossibly closer.
Lost in each other, Juliet isn’t quite sure how John ended up on his back with her straddling him, his shirt tossed to a corner of the room, but she isn’t complaining. His hand tangles in her curls, lifting them from her neck to allow what little breeze there is to reach her as her hands wander over his broad, sculpted shoulders and chest, their soft sighs and groans punctuated by the occasional gasp as they broke for air the only sound in the room.
She can’t help but grin at the way his breath hitches, her name escaping him in a groan as she moves down his neck, sucking the salt from his skin. Her lips glide over every inch of him she can reach, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the hollow of his throat before recapturing his lips with hers, slowly rocking against him as heat pools between her thighs.
“Fuck, sweetheart,” he gasps into her mouth, his hands moving to rest at her hips before trailing up her sides, taking her thin nightgown with him, the gauzy fabric sliding over her head to be tossed aside as she pulls back to meet his gaze. His eyes are a stunning silvery blue in the moonlight, pupils dilated, lips deliciously kiss-swollen, and she knows she must look just as dazed as he does.
“You’re beautiful, Johnny,” is all she can think to say as she grinds against him once more in earnest, her fingers tracing along the waistband of his boxers.
He lets out a desperate groan, his head falling back against the pillows as his hips buck up into her, “Jules—”
She knows what he wants, and she can’t wait any longer either, his hips lifting as she sheds both of their underwear. She lets out a moan as she drags her slick folds along his bare cock, one hand planted on his chest to steady herself. 
Their breaths mingle as he positions himself at her entrance and she slowly, slowly, sinks down onto him, biting back a stuttering moan as she stretches around him.
“Oh sweetheart,” John groans, pretty blue eyes fluttering shut, “Fuck— you feel so good, honey, so tight—”
She lets out a soft whine at the praise, slowly rocking in his lap as she adjusts to his size, gradually moving up and down his length.
She leans down to capture his lips once more, his mouth moving hungrily against hers as he grips her hips. There’s no words as they slowly move together, just soft sighs and gasps, her fingers closing around the dog tags dangling in the middle of his chest, his hand moving up her back to tangle in her hair. 
The tension in her core builds like an ember into flame, and the gasping moan she lets out in warning— “John
”— is acknowledged with a squeeze of her hip and a gasp of “Me too, honey” as she reaches her peak with a soft cry, burying her face in his neck as her husband follows suit shortly after, spilling into her with a muffled groan.
Juliet scatters kisses up his neck as they each catch their breath, slowly lifting herself off of him to lay beside him, the sheets suddenly cool against her skin.
John pulls her into his arms, playfully blowing a gentle stream of cool air onto her neck, eliciting a squeal from his wife. 
“Feel better, sweetheart?”
She can hear the satisfaction in his voice— not of the smug variety, more in a way that tells her he’s glad he could make her feel good.
“Much better, my love,” is her soft reply, punctuated by a tender kiss. She settles her head on his chest, her fingers reaching up to rake through his sweat-damp hair as they both drift back to a contented sleep, and a smile stretches across Juliet’s face as a gardenia-scented breeze drifts in through the window.
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hypocrisyofandrewdobson · 4 years ago
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Okay, here we go...
@ferrum-spiritus No, Labelle lives in Finland. She USED to live in Canada, but now lives in Finland. She has said as much herself on her own Facebook. As for confirming is the art is hers aside from “similar looking art”....
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LABELLE HERSELF LINKED TO THE TWITTER AND SAID IT WAS HERS
Secondly, not all of the people that are calling her out for this are transphobic, in fact a very small number of them are, and even if, IF, that was true, it shouldn’t matter who is calling her out because, and pay attention now...
Sophie Labelle willing and knowingly took a picture of an actual real life baby and heavily referenced/traced it to draw a diaper furry art that she posted on a public social media site on an account that she marked as 18+ and kink/fetish, and is now trying to use her identity as a trans woman as a shield against anyone who takes issue with it, labeling them “alt-right”.
She’s not being called a pedo for being a little, she’s being called a pedo for taking an actual picture of a baby and tracing/referring it for fetish art., and fully admits to using the pic to trace/reference.
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Maybe this is one of those things where “2 mins of Googling” doesn’t actually give you all the information you need. Especially if you just take the first link you click on as the absolute truth.
I was reading that post about Sophie Labelle's baby trace, and I must ask, why is it with confirmed pedophiles like Sophie; along with Mini Ladd and Cosmodore that the FBI is never notified?
Well, in Labelle’s case it’s because she lives in Finland, so there’s not really much they can do about that. Miniladd moved back to Europe for a few months after the news broke, then came back to the US only to immediately move across the country. And I’m not familiar with whoever Comodore is.
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boyvidae · 8 years ago
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Could you give us a tutorial of how you draw paws? I saw you're John commission drawing and I seriously loved the paws.
uhm sure. that’s not typically how i draw paws. i usually draw a pretty simplified paw like so
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but on the john commission i tried to do a more realistic style so here is the best tut i can do for ya.
first of all, use references. that’s basically the whole tutorial. just use references. like as many references as you can. everyone should use them. im not talking about tracing (although that is a good learning tool as well) but actually just referencing. look up lots of pictures of dog paws. thankfully i find that the different breeds dont have too different of paws. some are a bit more compact than others (like a doberman for example) but they’re all pretty similar. anyway.
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i simplify a dog’s paw down to one shape- a rounded, lopsided diamond. you can see the shape in the real life example. a dog’s two middle toes are longer than the two on the side.
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from there i just add the details while checking with the references. keep in mind what i said about the middle toes. even if you dont want to draw with a realistic style, it’s still important to know anatomy. and that’s pretty much it, honestly.
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you cant just understand it without any weight on it of course, but that’s what more references are for. the paws i used in reference here are from a dog lying down, so while its handy to get the shape, to actually understand how it moves is totally different.
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so yeah. hope this was at least a little helpful. ive never done a tutorial before, especially for something i dont do often. the bottom line is- references.
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