#tried something a little different for style

[burningembers91]

Powder Blue Dress - Cho Hyun-Ju x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: For the first time, Cho Hyun-Ju is living the life she had always wanted. But when you move into her apartment block, will she allow herself to open up?

A/N: This is my first time writing for a transgender character, and I really hope I've done her justice. I adored her character is Squid Game

Warnings: mentions of transphobia, low self-esteem

Cho Hyun-Ju had always known she was different. She couldn’t precisely pinpoint when exactly, but she’d always had an inkling that wasn’t like her family or friends. She’d tried hard to make a life for herself, to pretend that she was happy in a body that felt completely alien to her. She tried to build relationships, shape her career and mould herself into something her family would be proud of. But the more time that passed, the more she realised that she was living a lie. This male body, it didn’t suit her, it wasn’t who she was on the inside. She was tired of looking in the mirror and not recognising the person that stared back, she was tired of people not understanding how uncomfortable she felt in her own skin.

The day she told her family she wanted to transition from male to female was a day she would never forget. There was so much anger, so much shouting. She was ejected from her parent’s house immediately and told in no uncertain terms to never darken their doorway again. She had thought her friends would be a little more understanding, but they too started to distance themselves. They called and texted less, stopped inviting her out with them. She didn’t expect much from her work and wasn’t surprised when they fired her after she told them about her dreams of transitioning into the woman she’d always known she was. she went from being surrounded by a network of family and friends to being utterly alone in the space of three weeks. Hyun-Ju packed up and moved to a small apartment on the other side of the city. She put her past out of her mind and chose to look forward instead. She grew her hair, started experimenting with makeup. She took a job in a warehouse, picking up extra shifts whenever she could to bolster up her savings into order to pay for top surgery and the hormonal medication she needed. It had been tough, and she’d taken out several loans she couldn’t afford, but the debt was worth to finally be able to look in the mirror and recognise the woman she saw smiling back.

Most days were still a challenge; people loved to stare. She understood why though, she was a 6ft female in a dress who still had a six o’clock shadow. Hyun-Ju ignored the stares and the jeers, but life was so lonely now. She found the courage to go and shop in a boutique she’d passed a few times, buying herself a few dresses and a pair of ballet flats. She was desperate to showcase her more feminine look, but where was she supposed to go when everyone was pretending she no longer existed?

She ran into you in the lobby of the apartment block one day, and her world was forever altered. “Cute dress!” you exclaimed, admiring the powder blue cotton with lace details. “It’s absolutely stunning!” Hyun-Ju felt herself blush, and her smile was so wide it made her jaw ache. No one had ever complimented her style, not before or since her transition. She wanted to ask you out for coffee, but something stopped her. Just because a person likes your clothing, it doesn’t mean they like you. But she kept running into you, and every time she did you made her blush and smile all over again. It was you who finally made the first move, inviting her out for cocktails. You were new to Seoul, and the pretty girl in the powder blue dress made your heart sing.

The two of you became inseparable, and Hyun-Ju found herself able to open up to someone for the first time in her life. You were a great listener, and you never once made her feel invalidated or wrong. You made her laugh, and the two of you spent hours together talking about everything and nothing. You were the greatest friend Hyun-Ju had ever known, and she slowly found herself wishing you could be more. But you were the beautiful girl with the sparkle in her eye and the confidence of Beyonce, and she was still scared that you’d turn her down, that she wouldn’t be enough for you.

“You have a beautiful smile,” you told her one evening, after you’d spent the night watching a comedy on Netflix and eating your bodyweight in chocolate. Hyun-Ju didn’t meet your eye as she thanked you, and you wished she could see herself the way you did. She was funny, and kind and so beautiful to you. You wanted to tell her all this, but you were terrified of pushing her away. She’d been so open and honest with you, and you didn’t want her to think you were taking advantage of her.

As she said goodnight to you, and headed back to her own apartment, Hyun-Ju studied her smile in the mirror. She wished she could see what you did, and she wished she could tell you how much you meant to her. But a lifetime of hiding your true feelings had left its mark on her. There was still so much fear and anxiety of opening up. Sure, she’d told you about her past and her transition journey but opening up to someone romantically was something she hadn’t done before. She wasn’t even sure how you felt, and she could have the situation completely wrong.

As she climbed into bed that night, she thought of you. She thought of your melodic laugh, your perfect sense of humour. She thought about the way your eyes crinkled when you smiled, the way your floral perfume wrapped her in the sweetest of hugs. She wondered how it would feel to kiss you, to have you run your hand through her hair. As she looked up at the stars shining over the city, she had no idea you were thinking of her as well.

[alphajocklover]

I’m a 20yr old guy from the UK, I’m 6’2 and I’ve managed to put on some muscle but I still struggle losing a small layer of fat, any chance I can have an Oreo style protein bar? I love the cream filling!

You had to admit, you weren’t really sure that the entire ‘random magical candy bars’ thing you had heard rumors of online was remotely real, much less that it would extend to protein bars. It all sounded like a ridiculous fantasy, and most people treated the stories like they were nothing more than a joke, but… you were getting rather desperate. You had grown up a beanpole, shockingly tall and embarrassingly skinny, but had recently decided to dedicate yourself to putting on some weight, sick of being seen as a weakling by other men your age. The problem was you had put on far too little muscle and far too much fat, and it was driving you absolutely crazy. You had been dedicated to your workout routine, and had followed the diet you had set out to a tee, but after 6 whole months of this you somehow hadn’t seen anywhere near the progress you were looking for. You couldn’t help but seethe with jealousy as you thought about the guys you had gone to school with, the ones who seemed to gain muscle without even trying. You couldn’t stand how easy they had it, while you kept struggling. That was why you reached out online, trying to find some sort of source for the stories, to see if it really was possible for a single protein bar to change your life. You looked and looked, but found nothing. You had almost given up hope, when a strange package ended up on your doorstep, one holding a single protein bar inside. 

You had been convinced it was a prank at first. Someone had seen your post, and thought it would be hilarious to send you what you had been looking for. They’d probably poisoned the damn bar or something for a laugh. But as you held the protein bar in your hand, you found you couldn’t quite let it go. You recognized the brand as Oreo flavored Grenade protein bars, a popular type of protein bar in the UK. It looked like any other protein bar you could get at a shop, but something about it just felt special. As if in a trance, you stripped off the wrapper and took a large bite. It was like nothing you had ever tasted before. You had tried different protein bars before, including this brand, but for some reason the flavor of this bar seemed to just explode in your mouth, no pun intended. As you reveled in the chocolatey flavor, you could feel the stubborn fat that had been clinging to you for months start to melt away, replaced by hard, beefy muscles that were now fighting for space on your body. You almost moaned in bliss as you watched your biceps grow into cannonballs of strength, your pecs shooting out into a shelf and your shoulders broadening into an intimidating, manly figure. The growth traveled downwards, turning your chubby stomach into solid abs, growing your average sized dick into a soda can thick, footlong beast of a cock, and finishing off by leaving you with a set of beefy legs and solid feet, you felt so overwhelmed that you almost didn’t notice that your clothing had changed too. Instead of your regular plain outfit, you seemed to be wearing a full set of camos, and looked like you just walked off a military base. You smirked as your mind was filled with new memories, memories of growing up big and strong, like all those jocks you used to envy, of ruling your university as the big man on campus before joining the military and thriving there, shooting up the ranks with ease. Your new memories were a little hazy, but you could tell they were filled with more fun and sex than your old life had ever been.

As you finished off the protein bar, you smirked slightly, knowing it would probably be your last treat for a while. You didn’t get a body like yours from eating surgery shit like that, even if it was a protein bar. Still that didn’t mean you couldn’t treat yourself in other ways. You took out your cell phone and texted one of your many hookups, a twink that lived nearby. You tried not to get too attached to any of the slutty men who you constantly fucked, having long ago decided you perferred playing the field to settingly down, but this one had become somewhat of a favorite for you. He never made you wear a condom, and you loved filling his juicy ass with your ‘cream filling.’

** Hey there everyone! It's been a while. I've been taking a break for my own mental health, but I'm hoping to start working though my backlog of request, starting with the Pick Your Treat TFs. I know it's well past Halloween but I hate to let a good story go to waste! Stay tuned for more, and thank all of you for being so patient!**

[snackugaki-jestsjapesjokes]

ヤッホー ！！スナクがきついたよ！°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

でも 日本語が少し分かります

ngl my ass had to whip out my old dictionary because I doubt my reading level is a solid N5 when I don't practice as often as I should. also since japanese is my third language so idk, I'm gonna try ok

so! i do rag on and bully these poor turtles a lot but the kanji on them is very like.... gymbro style "fire", "dragon", "strength" type of tattooing or marking oneself. Which does fit considering Bay splinter taught them ninjutsu from a book he found while sweeping the sewers. To me, they're canonical ninjaboos (affectionate).

but usually it's like a motto or a mantra or an oath that's tattooed if ever but that's neither koko nor soko

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starting with Leo's bandana

So yeah, confirmed for 息子, musuko. more or less. looks like 'musu' is missing a few strokes plus a few misplaced ones. anyway. looks like it was written on with a paint pen. i would think splinter wrote it because it just seems kinda weird for Leo to have written it himself. i don't have the linguistic perspective to describe why it seems weird to just have "son" on his mask. "blue son" would be less weird actually, "beloved son" would work. "upstanding son". but just "son" is like... idk man, ig, they replaced it with a bunch of staples in 2016 so moot

I cannnnnot get a clean shot of his shell kanji the only clear part is 子

three zero action figure of Out of the Shadows Leonardo

I got this from the figure but even zoomed in I can't make heads or tails of the first kanji, i feel like this puzzle is for someone whose first language is japanese

visually something about the top kanji makes me think about those "fonts" that arbitrarily assign kanji radicals to the english alphabet to "spell" things. at most it looks like whatever kanji it is it has the 勹 radical other than that? a mystery to me

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now for Raph's 憤

which is an example of what I mean by gymbro-style "dragon" or "strength" tattoos in that 憤 is not exactly a word by itself, it's part of a word or I guess concept would be better? either way it's like writing "indig" instead of "indignation"

憤慨 fungai, is "indignation", technically it IS also "anger" in that when you resent someone you're also a little angry at them. Which considering... Raph does a lot of resenting, he resented being benched, he resented not being told about the purple ooze, he resented Leo for disregarding not only his but also Mikey's input.

i guess if you wanted to keep 憤 then 憤激 (fungeki) fury would work?

i think the funniest thing is the font choice for 憤 as it's written on his bandana because it's like a very official for-use-in-textbooks type of font. like the kind of font for government buildings or legal documents.

tried to find in-movie examples alas, three zero coming in clutch with the clearest details for at least the Out of the Shadows designs. but. looks like another chopping problem where there's 憤 and 怒 which together don't really make a word. although 怒 oko from 怒るokoru which is the "angry" you use when you say things like "I'm angry!" again, both kanji are written with the legal document font which: haha heehee

獣 confirmed though i'd go so far as to guess he meant for it be "brute" either way it hurts a little because the connotation is like "unthinking beast compared to thinking human", like the whole sort of "the difference between 'animal' and 'man' is like logic/reason/empathy whatever". especially since this is his 2014 design when he was accusing April of taking pictures of the freaks to show her friends

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now for donnie's 明

i think this is another case of just putting in a piece of a word. 明 by itself is like the phenomenon of something being visually bright and the light we see but i'm guessing they were thinking of trying to put adjectives on them for in-jokey sort of design tells. in that case I would have opted for like 説明 setsumei (explanation) which.... explains itself ba dum tss or i guess on a more serious take 明確 meikaku (precise, clear, definite) which is bay Donnie with his habit of expressing the probability of something happening in percentages down to the like 8th decimal place

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annnd Mikey's 仲

This one was a little frustrating as the most handwritten looking one. at one point I swore it looked like 5 TH but whether the top mark is a 5 or an S or even a 己 at a stretch. again it seems someone who might have a passing familiarity with how hanzi/kanji works possibly swiped a part because given 仲 I'd have went with 仲間 nakama yes like from One Piece, comrade, the kind you go up to bat for or fight a shark man with a chainsaw for a nose. hell 仲良し nakayoshi the shoujo manga magazine?! good friend/close friend, Mikey can be anyone's nakayoshi and if you're not careful to stay aloof Mikey will instantly consider you nakama.

hoo, yeah, those are my best guesses idk man

Okay nertles, I need Bayverse help on my little investigation and appreciation journey. Today I’m looking into the kanji on the turtle designs, please help me fill in the blanks and correct me!

Leonardo’s shell has a painted 子 for son, and also “ne” sign of the rat in the zodiac (which isn’t just interesting in the Splinter way, but in the way that the ninja turtles were first conceived of in 1983 but published in May of 1984, making the franchise’s “birth year” the year of the Rat). His bandanna tails either say 忍 子 patience and son or just son 息子

Raphael’s scarification on his right arm, bandanna, and shell are all the same, “憤”indignant/hate, but beneath it on his shell is “怒” which means to get angry (like ok, we get it), and his bandanna appears to say “beast” 獣.

Donatello’s bandanna tails have bright 明 on them.

And Michelangelo has this, and I can’t find anyone talking about this at all but it looks like poorly written kanji for naka, go-between/relationship “仲”, which would make so much sense with his being the heart of the group and most socially outgoing.

I’m so sure there’s more, pretty sure Mike and Don both also have shell paint but I can’t find good screens. Will update this as people add if they do.

[mya-valentine]

Headcanon: Artistic S/O

Characters: Shikamaru, Deidara, Itachi, and Sai

Shikamaru Nara

Shikamaru is low-key impressed by your skills, even if he doesn’t outwardly say it often.

He likes to lay on the floor, watching you work while cloud-watching out the window. He finds your creativity soothing.

When he’s stuck on strategies, he’ll casually ask for your perspective. “If this were a painting, how would you balance it?” He doesn’t admit it, but your insight helps him think outside the box.

He secretly loves when you draw or paint him, even if he tries to act like he doesn’t care. If you catch him blushing, he’ll just say, “You could’ve picked someone more interesting.”

Shikamaru will fall asleep in your studio sometimes, claiming your space is just too peaceful.

Deidara

He’s obsessed with your work. Being an artist himself, he sees you as a fellow creative soul. He’s constantly hyping you up, calling your pieces “art” in the most passionate way.

If your style is different from his, he loves the contrast and often debates with you about what “true art” is. He claims his explosive art is superior, but deep down, he’s amazed by your skill.

Deidara will absolutely collaborate with you. Imagine him using small clay bombs to add dynamic texture to a sculpture or piece of art you’re working on.

He’d be the type to randomly grab a paintbrush or pencil to “improve” your work, though it’s usually just him trying to bond. “Huh? What do you mean I ruined it? This is genius!”

He keeps your art on display in his personal space, showing it off to anyone who visits.

Itachi Uchiha

Itachi is quietly supportive of your passion. He admires your ability to express yourself through art, as it’s something he struggles with.

He finds watching you create incredibly calming. After long missions or stressful days, he’ll sit nearby in silence, letting the sound of your pencil or brush soothe him.

Itachi is a big fan of meaningful, symbolic art, so if your work has hidden themes or stories, he’ll notice immediately and ask thoughtful questions.

He’ll secretly collect small pieces of your work, like sketches or paintings, and keep them tucked away in his belongings as little reminders of you.

If you ever draw or paint him, he’s deeply touched, though he might not say it outright. You’ll just catch a soft smile and a quiet, “Thank you.”

Sai

Sai is fascinated by your art. As an artist himself, he’s genuinely interested in your techniques, tools, and inspirations. Expect him to bombard you with questions.

He loves comparing styles with you. Sai’s work tends to be precise and controlled, so if your art is more freeform, he’ll admire how expressive it is.

He’ll happily share tips and even teach you some of his ink techniques if you’re interested. In turn, he’s eager to learn from you, no matter how different your style is.

Sai isn’t the best with words, so he often expresses his feelings for you through little drawings or paintings. You’ll randomly find sweet sketches left on your desk or in your bag.

If you draw him, he’ll analyze every detail and take it as an opportunity to understand how you see him. “Is this how I look to you? Interesting…”

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Masterlist

[bahbahhh]

@tired-twili nominated “Breathing” by sainnis on Ao3 for fanart. Thank you for nominating this fic, twili!! It is an older fic (2007) and I don’t know if I would have come across it otherwise but I’m glad I did!

She unfolded herself gracefully from her chair, leaning forward until their faces were nearly touching. “Can I ask you something?”

He breathed in, getting almost dizzy with her scent. “Anything.”

“Have you ever kissed anyone before?”

“I’ve been a little busy.”

Read the rest of “Breathing” on Ao3 here

(Content warning that isn’t tagged -blood/injury, brief mention of death)

Also, if anyone has the socials for the author, please share!

[paintpanic]

ohh damn it's um. he's mouth.

[cyclorose]

day 8: oliver

MISTA SWIIIFT !!!

[jettorii]

hi :) i hope ur doing well today <3 for ninjago hcs; lloyd has a INSANELY ticklish back and the other ninjas have so much fun running a finger up his back for a reaction. someone can be giving him a massage after training or something and he cant handle it what so ever so he silently suppresses his giggles and ahhh hes adorable

I AM TYY SAME GOES TO YOU!!!

AND THESE ARE?? SO CUTE??? you made me realize i barely draw lloyd so heres one dedicated to him :]

[harbingersecho]

Lasombra fashion show?

Now how did you know I've been meaning to draw fashion 'shows' for all the clans…?

But! Here's some Lasombra fashion stuff for you!

+ bonus because I love bullying Lasombra abt their tech issues (:

[mystical-one]

WARNING IM GOING TO BE HONEST AND EARNEST HERE. i really unironically unconditionally liked now and then

[chibittore]

the specialest little guy ⭐︎

[sourstroll]

Summer Of Cum 2023

Day 3 - Free use

Pairing: Lewis/Mick

WC: 1412

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Mick is sitting on Lewis’s couch when it first happens.

They hadn’t discussed it in detail, didn’t lay out boundaries and whatnot, but Lewis had mentioned it enough for Mick to assume it was something he was really into.

It’s not that Mick wasn’t excited by the idea of Lewis taking what he wanted, whenever he wanted, it was just the other factors that made him nervous. Lewis was bold, so uncaring of what people thought of him, that Mick wasn’t going to put it above him to touch him in public, or when someone was looking. Lewis was shameless like that.

Mick is watching some shitty sitcom on a streaming service he’d never heard of, one that Lewis insisted had all his favorite shows. He can hear Lewis’s approaching steps and expects the older man to come sit next to him. Instead, Lewis stands behind the couch and leans over it, wrapping his arms around Mick’s neck and planting several kisses on his cheek. Mick laughs, because it tickles, and Lewis is so sappy sometimes, so sweet.

Lewis doesn’t even say hello first, not before one of his hands is snaking down Mick’s chest and landing on his groin, squeezing the soft length in his jeans.

It makes Mick gasp, both in confusion and pleasant surprise, remembering the talk they’d had about this. He would definitely have to get used to the fact that Lewis wasn’t going to give him a warning first. His eyes are wide, bright and baby blue, lips parted slightly as he looks at Lewis for guidance, which he isn’t going to give, Mick is pretty sure.

Lewis has to contain his own excitement at the look on his boyfriend’s face, coy and innocent. Lewis keeps touching him, squeezing and stroking him slowly, lips hovering over Mick’s. Mick is always so pliant and so trusting of him, Lewis can’t help but want to take advantage sometimes.

Lewis pulls away once Mick is fully hard, walking slowly around the couch to finally meet him, stopping in front of him. Mick looks like a deer in headlights, watching his every move. Lewis undoes his own belt first, only the sound of his rings clinking against his buckle and Mick’s ragged breathing could be heard. Lewis motions with his chin for Mick to do the same.

Mick follows along with shaky hands and undoes his belt, pushing his pants and boxers down to his knees.

Lewis wants to ruin him, just from the sheer love and obedience he radiates.

Lewis prepared for this by stretching himself beforehand, that way he could take Mick whenever he wanted. He takes out something from his pocket before pushing his pants down, throwing a packet of lube right next to Mick. Lewis takes his shirt off too, leaving him completely bare for Mick. He watches as Mick stares and looks at him whole, eyes scanning every tattoo and every muscle.

Mick is much more turned on than he’d expected. He still feels a little shaky and nervous, but with Lewis being so sure of himself, he knew he had nothing to worry about. Mick’s eyes land on the lube and he grabs it, tearing it open with his teeth. He knows the drill and understands wordlessly what Lewis wants. He spreads his knees a bit and grips his length, stroking himself in languid movements of his fist while he pours the lube on his cock, making the slide of his hand slippery.

Lewis is hard, too, though he’s not touching himself. He’s waiting, making sure Mick is ready before he pounces. He looks pretty like this, unsure and moving slow, looking to Lewis for assurance. Mick surprises him when he pats his lap with his free hand, signaling for Lewis to come closer. It’s the only motivation he needs to climb onto Mick’s lap and kiss him deeply, both hands cupping either side of his face, licking hotly into his mouth.

Lewis practically tears the white cotton shirt off of Mick, even though he loves the way it hugs his torso so tightly. He reaches down to touch Mick again, feeling how heavy and warm the length was, arguably his favorite part of Mick. Lewis steadies himself on his knees and leans forward, kissing Mick again to distract him from what he was doing below, guiding the head to his entrance and pressing it into himself without a struggle.

Lewis lets out a breathy moan as he sinks down, arms wrapping loosely around Mick’s neck while Mick’s hands found their rightful place on Lewis’s waist. Lewis struggles to hold himself together, especially when he hadn’t even asked if they could do this. It felt wrong, even though he knew Mick would do anything for him.

Mick was in awe of the man above him, taking his whole cock without complaint. He’d never thought he’d meet someone who wanted him this badly, so much so that he didn’t even want to ask to have him, just wanted to have him whenever he could. Mick mimics Lewis’s arms and wraps his around the older man’s waist, pressing them flush against each other.

Lewis moves his hips in measured figure eights, his cock leaking profusely between them, barely getting any friction. He pulls away just a little, just to watch Mick’s face contort in pleasure. He could do this all day, ride him nice and slow, make him come over and over until he couldn’t anymore. Lewis gyrates faster, pressing his forehead against Mick’s.

Mick was teetering on the edge, letting out soft gasps and puffing out breaths against Lewis’s face, prompting Mick to kiss him again. Lewis’s hands were all over him, tangled in his hair and feeling down his chest. It made his skin flush a deep red, like freshly picked cherries and dusty dried roses. Mick’s fingers press harshly into Lewis’s flesh, moving back to grip his thighs, guiding him up and down on his cock.

Lewis can tell Mick needs more, and he obeys easily by moving with a little more intent, his noises turning whiny as he felt Mick’s cock press into his sweet spot over and over. He’s close too, worked up from the fact that he was finally doing what he wanted, using Mick for his own pleasure.

It isn’t enough, of course, Mick always wants more. Mick only takes a second to move them into a new position, pressing Lewis into the couch and starting to fuck into him with snappy thrusts. He hears Lewis get even louder beneath him, whimpering whenever he’d hit his prostate dead on.

Lewis doesn’t know how he’d gotten this lucky. He didn’t have to say anything for Mick to know what he was thinking, what he needed. He can feel himself squeezing uncontrollably around him, tight like a vice. Lewis’s hands are cupping Mick’s face again, pulling him down for another sloppy, desperate kiss.

Lewis mewls against his mouth and throws his head back, fingers digging into Mick’s shoulder as he found his rhythm.

Mick has his hands on the couch, on either side of Lewis’s head, finding little purchase on the fabric as his thrusts became frantic, spurred on by Lewis’s reaction to his movements. Mick brings a hand between them to take hold of Lewis’s weeping cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts.

Lewis lets out a choked noise, his voice high-pitched. Mick’s hands feel like heaven on his sensitive dick, and it only takes a few strokes to have him coming all over himself, hips twitching and lifting off the couch as his orgasm hit him.

Mick made a valiant effort to keep going, to fuck Lewis until they were nothing but soft sobs and tangled limbs, but seeing Lewis feel so good pushed him over the edge. Mick let out one last groan before bottoming out completely, filling Lewis to the brim with come.

Lewis’s cock jerked at the feeling of Mick coming inside of him, legs tightening around Mick to keep him in place.

Mick slumped over him as lightly as he could, breathing harshly against Lewis’s neck. “That was..”

“Incredible.” Lewis finished. He gently lifted Mick’s head from his neck and kissed him gently, eyes looking over his face to try and detect any ounce of regret or shame on Mick’s expression.

“I love you,” Mick said easily, putting his hand over Lewis’s on his cheek, stroking his skin warmly.

“I love you more,” Lewis insists.

❀❀❀ Previous Days ❀❀❀

[britneyshakespeare]

Dresses that are nice but they're only made to fit you if you're 5'5 T____T

[bastard-aziraphale]

NO LITERALLY SOOO REAL. sparrow as a trans allegory is literally canon to ME!!! her fighting the allegations [vine boom shes laying on the ground family guy style] your art is so everything to me its sooo<3

WAHHH thank you :,,,,) yeah like fully it is so just. integral to how i read her character at this point? like, i don’t think it’s text and don’t want it to be text but it is like. So clear to me as subtext/allegory.

would like 2 draw more sparrow actively experiencing trans joy, though :,) but do know that in my head i am always rotating a complex series of intricate thoughts about sparrow and her gender identity.

[bumblingbabooshka]

Processing some things

Also the fact that he's crouching with his hands on his knees is so cute to me for some reason?? He does this in another episode too - the one where Chakotay finds a symbol on an unknown planet...it's just so adorable to me. He could just lean down but no. Also of course his fingers are spread again - GOTTA utilize the whole hand whenever you do ANYTHING (if you're Tuvok)

[lucalicatteart]

A character reference sheet sort of thing for the main character of the Poll Adventures, drawn more in my usual style (taking a picture of messy pencil sketches then coloring it digitally lol) rather than the cutesy ms paint style of the daily poll images .. there he is.. the adventure boy..