#wolfie’s scribbles

[pastlivesxpastlie]

Short, self indulgent sexy tenderness with boyfriend!vessel

vessel x f!reader

Vessel sucked in his bottom lip and bit it with a soft whimper. There you were, his new girlfriend, standing in the doorway of his bedroom in what you said was “something special.” An emerald satin-y bralette with matching cheeky panties. He feels practically glued to the bed as you approach. The way you gingerly walk over is a stark contrast to how sexy you look. Vessel likes that about you. He loves that about you. How you toe the line between precious and devastatingly sexy. His eyes rake up and down your body as reaches out, beckoning you to sit in his lap. He helps you to straddle him as he bends his legs to support your plush butt. He holds your hands out a little to look at you…take you in.

“Oooh. Let me look at you. My new…little…toy.”

Your little giggle and blush…the way you try to hide your face…god he just loves you. He wouldn’t say that just yet. No. It’s too soon. But when he feels your warmth and looks into your eyes…shit. He’s so whipped. He’d do anything for you. In fact, even if you changed your mind about being intimate tonight, he’d still relish in what you did get to do. But the way your hips instinctively rolled against his lap when his fingers trailed up your arms told him that you were up for…mm…who knows. He lets his fingers trail over your collarbones but stops before trailing down your breasts.

“I wonder…if my new toy….makes noise.” His fingers down to your back before squeezing your love handles playfully and tickling you. Oh your laugh is angelic. Even if you think it’s too loud. Too weird. Finally he stops his assault and composes himself. “Can I keep touching you?”

You nod and bite your lip as his hands smooth down your chest. You’re impossibly soft. How could such a precious girl want to be with a tortured guy like him? He pushes that thought aside quickly when your back arches and you sigh as he uses his fingertips to trace the hem of your bralette. He’s in heaven. His face lights up as the pads of his fingers move across your nipples.

“Look at that…” he sighs as your nipples harden under his touch and rub against the fabric. “Just from me touching you. Hm? Happy in lap? Being touched…appraised?”

“Hehehe…Veeessss,” you giggle and moan a little when lightly pinches your buds.

He chuckles right back and takes advantage of your giddiness by pulling one of your straps down, but he also makes sure to watch your body language. Your reactions. When your bralette is pulled all the way down, your breath catches.

“They’re not really…”

Oh he has no time for this. He won’t listen to you say anything bad about your body…not when he strains against his jeans at the mere sight of your neck when your hair is up. Or when you hold a glass just so. He shuts you up with a kiss…which turns into slow wet kisses down your neck and chest.

Vessel sits up more to bring you closer, pressing his face into your cleavage. He groans softly as his hands knead and massage you. He’s done asking…done asking for permission to make you feel good. Vessel lets his tongue ghost over your nipple until he can’t stand it and takes it in his mouth. He almost purrs when your hand goes into his hair…keeping him there as switches between licks and gentle sucks. He needs you impossibly close.

[tenderleavesbob]

When the moblin smacked Wolfie hard and Wolfie rolled on the ground, Warriors was there again. His brother's blood a vivid red. Horror heavy in the hair like lightning. Someone shouted and fear pierced Warriors's heart like an arrow.

Wolfie's yelps were indignant rather than pained, and Warriors snapped back to himself. No blood married Woflie's fur: only mud. Plenty of mud. Wolfie slid through it, paws waving but stuck on his side. He couldn't regain his balance or get back onto his feet. He kept sliding backwards down the bank toward the rushing river.

Cursing fiercely, Warriors abandoned his own fight and threw himself down the embankment. His boots slid in the mud, and his curses flowed freely as he grabbed for his brother.

Grabbing Wolfie's fur only ended up with both of them sliding down the embankment together, his brother yelping at him, and yet more mud on his clothes. This was ridiculous. If he ended up in the river with Twilight, he was never going to let his brother live it down.

Warriors growled some curses he learned from Mask and slammed his heel against a fallen tree. It creaked and for a terrifying moment, Warriors thought that both they and the tree would end up in the river. The wood cracked under his heel but the tree held. His first bit of good news for the day.

Wolfie whined anxiously in his grip. Warriors grunted and shifted his hold on his brother. "The next round is on you," Warriors informed him. Warriors braced himself. "You'd better bring your big wallet, because I'm buying the good stuff!"

His brother's whines cut off when Warriors grabbed him and hauled him into the air. Warriors didn't think he had ever seen Wolfie's mouth drop open in shock like that before, and if he wasn't covered in mud and looking equally ridiculous, he would have liked a picture of it. Warriors just grunted and readied himself. Two feet behind him, the river roared.

Wolfie was heavy, but no heavier than some of the soldiers Warriors had carried off the battlefield. Less heavy than some, considering his lack of armor and weaponry. Warriors gave a small toss and Wolfie flailed through the air before hitting the bank again, this time with all four of his paws on the ground where they should be. Wolfie slipped in the mud for just long enough for Warriors to wonder what he did to anger the Goddesses and then his brother was scrambling up the embankment.

"Little brothers," Warriors grumbled, beginning the painful climb back up the muddy bank.

By the time he got back up, he was covered in mud and the fight was over. Time helped him up the rest of the way while Wild fussed over Twilight. Twilight only stared at Warriors in open astonishment. It was a bit insulting. Did Twilight forget again that he was a military captain?

Even more annoying was how all of that mud didn't transfer over to Twilight's Hylian form.

"I am not helping bathe Wolfie later," Warriors said flatly. Then he threw some of the mud caking him into Legend's face. Because Warriors deserved some minor pleasures in life.

Legend's screech helped. A little.

[nancyheart11]

for the LU sprint prompt: Epona (except not really because the whole thing happened while I was asleep)

Twilight had ridden Epona out for patrol when a wizzrobe got him stuck as Wolfie

Naturally he decided this was the best way to get back to the others.

He stared Warriors in the eyes the whole time he rode in, daring him to make one more stupid dog joke.

(Wild didn't even look up because Wolfie often rode horses this way when they were trying to cover a lot of distance and so he doesn't even realize it's unusual)

[way2gosuperrstarr]

my part of an art trade with the lovely @idswolf, of their amazing little guy hallow!!!! thank you so much for trading with me i still absolutely love how you drew my clippy agshagdahgssaa <333

[wolfir-shard]

Hello Trafficblr. Is this anything?

[laugtherhyena]

Direwolf vs Pocketcat

[robinsnest2111]

when Mitternacht by E Nomine comes up on shuffle you just gotta go with the flow 🐺

edit: and by extension, Wolfen (Das Tier in Mir) by E Nomine, because wolves ✌

[nancyheart11]

Ahhhhh Lofty I loved it! It was just the right level of cute to picked me up! (And has been continuing to do so (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧)

any chance I could get some comfort from blorbos? It's been a long day and I'm both tired and hurting (deep cleaning and moving will do that to you I guess)

No pressure if you're tired though!

Rusl stretched a little, back sore from sleeping on the ground. He felt the blood move in his legs as he flexed his feet and tried to let the coolness of the morning dew pull him into wakefulness.

He hadn’t slept the best, but he knew with the exhaustion headache he’d had yesterday he’d needed to rest. Link had volunteered to keep watch, and Rusl had naturally argued letting the boy stay up all night, so they’d compromised.

Wolf senses were far more keen, after all.

When a wet nose greeted him as he opened his eyes, prodding at him hesitantly, Rusl smiled sleepily and pushed his head off the ground for an instant to get a little peck on Link’s snout. His boy sneezed in retaliation, huffing and stomping his paws as he pulled back, irritated. Rusl laughed despite it, and Link quickly turned back into his normal Hylian form, face sour.

“Pa,” he grumbled halfheartedly.

Rusl’s smile lessened, almost apologetically, before he pounced on his boy, wrestling him to the ground and kissing his nose again while Link wiggled and yelled.

[sunny-flake]

Jus' a tiny taste

[teamdilf]

Scribbled out a bit of dialogue tonight featuring Rook making Solas’ life miserable, for my own amusement. 😂

“You should tell her you love her. She’s like a ghost in your house, wolfy.”

“My name is Solas.”

“Just gonna ignore the other part, huh? You really love her.”

“My alleged affections are not your concern.”

“I liked that poem you wrote for her.”

“...Which one?”

[pastlivesxpastlie]

At a different library today and will have nothing to do for a few hours. Is this the day I start plotting weird boy!vessel x librarian!reader?

[tenderleavesbob]

Warriors rested his head on Wolfie's side and tiredly stroked his fur. It was soft under his fingers. He wished Wolfie would let him pet him more often.

Wished his brother would let him pet him more often. What a weird thought.

Wolfie whined quietly under him. Warriors hummed back and wished he could reassure him better. He thought he might throw up if he opened his mouth, though. He kept petting him instead.

His brother's tail was thrown over his torso like a fluffy blanket. Warriors couldn't stop shivering. He was so tired.

It was just a bad cold or maybe a mild flu. Warriors would be fine. It would have been nothing at all if the monsters from earlier hadn't driven them away from their other brothers. Everything was too wet for a fire, and Twilight's leg was wounded, so he couldn't help carry Warriors. This was their compromise.

Warriors was fine with it. How often did he have a good excuse to cuddle with Wolfie?

Head aching, Warriors settled a little more into Wolfie's side and closed his eyes. Wolfie whined softly and nuzzled Warriors's chest. It was rather soothing.

He fell asleep to the slow moving of Wolfie's torso rising and falling with his brother's breaths.

[nancyheart11]

Wolfie sketches I did today because he was on my brain!

The first is a scene from the dog days series and specifically from any day now. Wolfie tried to look through the others bags and failed with his lack of thumbs.

The second is from a LU discord sprint prompt, fairy!

[way2gosuperrstarr]

roxyyyyyy my design 4 her .... its been forever since ive technically fully finished a piece .....

used csp for ipad . this took abt idk 8-9 hours? spread between two days . yippe!

unfiltered under the cut but its only like a super minor difference

[mewtwowarrior]

In honor of Tron Day, here's my project for my Tron OC Ark that I've been working on or a while now!

I used this base with some modifications to it for everything:

Iyzel Reaar's F2U Female Ref Base

The main modifications I did were to mirror half of it so I didn't have to figure out how to draw the circuits twice, erase certain features I'm not sure Basic programs have, and make the lines solid.

I used Windows 11 Paint's line and shape tools to draw the circuits, with adding a few pixels here and there when needed.

I used the GNU Image Manipulation Program for a lot of the color editing I did and for layering the textures.

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The first two are Ark's base circuits, along with the red rectified version of them for Mars.

I used my friend @quesadillawizard's art and design for Ark - Ark's circuits are based off ones from the DS version of Evolution and Wolfy added more features to them.

I used the reference he made for me to make the circuits and referenced this sketch as well.

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The next two are the Tron/Renegade circuits from Uprising, in both gray and black, as seen in the show.

@tucatalog was super helpful for references!

I mainly used two posts of theirs:

I looked at a few others as well, but I have a list of 50+ of their posts and were flipping between them, so I'm not entirely sure which others I used.

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The next two are Grid scar versions of the Tron/Renegade circuits.

In Ark's backstory, she was captured and tortured by the Occupation. I've played around with different scar configurations for her and I love the idea of them literally carving the Tron circuits out/off of her.

I decided to do a little something different for the scars, I've tried another technique that wasn't much fun, and I'm not sure how to mimic the scars from Uprising.

So, I took some textures I got from Etsy and layered them over each other to try to make something interesting.

Textures I used:

Gemstone Crush

Iridescent Textures

Glassy Textures

Iridescent Glass

Sparkly Glitter

Fake Glitter Particles

I'm not sure if most of these came through, I figured out the glitter ones did a lot of the heavy lifting I wanted, so they're the most visible ones and the ones on top.

Anyway, one is just the Renegade scars and the other is the scars overlaid on Ark's circuits.

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The last two are the circuits and scars over a skintone for circumstances when Ark ends up in the User world.

I like the thought of program circuits being barely visible in the User world, with just a hint of faint iridescence when the light hits them just right.

One of the textures from this pack fit my idea fairly well, so that's what I used:

Iridescent Textures

The scars are the ones I made earlier with a skin tone color overlay to make them blend in.

This is what I started this project for, as I wanted a visual for an RP and a potential fic.

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I've done a smaller scale version of this before, that time I made the scars by repeatedly scribbling over the circuits with multiple different colors, which hurt my hand, lol:

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Anyway, that's my project! It's not perfect, but I'm pretty pleased with how it came out!

A big thanks to @quesadillawizard and @proto-actual for looking them over!

Happy Tron Day!

[mariasymphony]

Maria has been much more anxious than usual.

At first, Enzo thought he had done something to have made feel uncomfortable around him but, as time went on and she opened up to him more about certain things, he found that that wasn't the case.

However, the true reason for her increased anxiety makes him angry. Not at Maria, of course, but at the person responsible for it — her ex.

So, on a day where Maria said she'd be busy with rehearsals, Enzo takes a day off to personally deal with her ex. In a way he hasn't had to in a long while.

So there he is, on a rooftop, with his old M39, watching the man through the scope, ready to shoot once there are less people around him.

@paperbackpieces-makemewhole, SD!Enzo

Maria hated this.

It has been almost two years since she's broken up with her ex-boyfriend, about a year and a half since she's even seen him (he violated the restraining order and got arrested). Things have been amazing. She met Enzo and his sweet daughter Abbey. He's always so kind and understanding of her issues, and she enjoys spending time with him. So why did she feel a sense of dread in the pit of her stomach.

Tomorrow would have been their two year anniversary. It's a date she wishes she could scrub from her brain, but... she can't. It has to be why she feels this way, right?

Even Enzo had noticed her anxiety spiking, and while it had been difficult to open up about her past, it also made her feel a little better confiding in him. And now, the day before her big performance (why did it have to be the 9th), she's finishing up the final rehearsal.

Unknown to her, the man in question is parked outside of the music hall several yards away, scribbling something in his notebook. People make their way down the sidewalks, going about their day, not knowing what could be in store for them.

Maria leaves the building with Wolfgang, always feeling better with him at her side. Stepping off to the small patch of grass, she kneels down to pet him and offer a small treat. "Good boy, Wolfie..." She murmurs to him.

The man in the car watches but makes no other moves.