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Had some time to doodle something for Pride!!
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Artbook collection Master-post
Dorohedoro MUD AND SLUDGE + Dorohedoro Sketch Book 'Day Dream Hour' Artbooks 1-5 by Ryōko Kui (Dungeon Meshi) Delicious in Dungeon Adventurer's Bible world guide
Witch Hat Atelier Special Edition Volume 02 + 06 Artbooks Yokohama Kaidashi Kikou - Book of Paintings + Postcard Book "BLAME! and so on" Artbook
The Art of Ponyo The Art of The Wind Rises The Art of Kiki's Delivery Service
The Art of Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind Miyazaki Moebius exhibition catalog The Art of Moebius
"Der Mond" Neon Genesis Evangelion Artbook "EYES ONLY" SPY×FAMILY Official Fanbook The Art of Fullmetal Alchemist 1 + 2
Elden Ring Art Book Volume 1 + 2 Dark Souls 1-3 Design Works Bloodborne Official Artworks
SEKIRO - SHADOWS DIE TWICE Official Artworks Grimoire Nier + NieR Art – Kazuma Koda Art Collection
The art of Alice Madness Returns SCORN The art of the Game The FLCL Archives
The Art of Metal Gear Solid I - IV - Gallery Works and Studio Works Spider-Man Into the Spider-Verse -The Art of the Movie Spider-Man Across the Spider-Verse The Art of the Movie
The Artwork of Berserk Alphonse Mucha's "Figures Decoratives" AKIRA Club
The art of Nimona
Here's a link to the entire collection, in case any of the individual links are broken.
This post will also be edited as more Artbooks are added, check this link for the up-to-date version.
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HAI HELLO I AM NOT DEAD I just keep forgetting to post these Eva drawings I've done in the past months cuz I'm dumb >_<
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I can finally post some merch art from the Heartsteel zine <3
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How would Heartsteel react to being proposed to with a ring pop? Alternatively, would they "propose" back?
(Honestly, if Ez or Phel said yes, I'd be like "cool, let's have the honeymoon now")
Ily btw 🩵⭐️
That's so cute 🥺
Kayn
"oh?"
He'd have this stupid smirk on his face
"well of course you want to marry me" he'd laugh
But he, ever the benevolent, would accept
He loves you so of course
Ezreal
"Sure" He'd say with the brightest smile
He wouldn't tell you, but this would give him butterflies
He'd look at you with a smirk, teasing you afterwards
"So you want to marry the prince huh?" He'd laugh, hugging you
Would 100% propose back
Aphelios
He'd accept it with a happy nod
He thinks it's silly, but oh well
If you're in private, would kiss you all over your face
If not, a quick kiss on the cheek will have to do
Would probably propose back
Yone
"uh... thanks"
He doesn't really know how to respond
But doesn't want to hurt you so he'd accept, though he thinks the entire thing is silly
Would still give you a smile, which he doesn't do often
Sett
"YES" he's so enthusiastic
Almost like if it was a real proposal
He loves you so much so of course
He's a gentleman, so he'd 199% would propose bwck
K'Sante
He'd accept it without question
Grinning like an idiot
But he'd tease you after
Also becomes more touch starved for some time
You just made him a little softer with this
He wouldn't propose back, but would take you out for your favourite food
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POST-SHOW AFTERGLOW
contents: heartsteel!shieda kayn x afab gn!reader (reader's anatomy is described using the words "pussy", "cunt", "clit", and "cervix"), bottom!reader, use of insertive sex toys by reader, kayn walks in on reader masturbating, established relationship, bedsheet banter, fingering, penis-in-vagina sex, cervix mention, light dumbification, creampie, post-coital cockwarming
watching kayn perform live never fails to get you hot and bothered. luckily, kayn is always willing to take responsibility.
or, kayn fucks reader after a heartsteel concert. it's ridiculously good.
there's a wild sort of energy that ebbs and flows around kayn post-show. adrenaline— lightning in a bottle. he's on top of the world. he'd win any fight. he's ready for anything—
his train of thought comes to an abrupt end as he nudges open the door to your bedroom, and immediately, every cell in his body is subsumed by the low-burning embers of arousal.
he is not ready for this.
blankets lay crumpled around your spread legs. you're an angel, every curve caressed by soft light, and your eyes are squeezed shut as you fuck yourself on a thick dildo.
kayn recognizes that toy. it's the one that's the closest to his size and shape. you only use it when you're feeling particularly needy for him, or when you miss him. a soft, tender ache blooms in his chest.
"kayn," you whimper, sugar sweet. you don't seem to have noticed him, lost in your own world of pleasure. "kayn, please, please, i need you, please—"
your voice breaks on a sob, and kayn's mouth goes dry. his fingers curl with the need to take.
"what a nice surprise." kayn's smirk widens into a full, cocky grin when your eyes fly open and you squeak with surprise.
"kayn!" your hands scramble to pull the toy out, and kayn greedily watches as your pretty hole gapes ever so slightly, fluttering around air. another shot of heat, straight to his cock.
"oh, don't stop on my account," kayn says. "i'm just enjoying the show."
your resultant pout creases right between your eyebrows, and he lets loose a laugh, crossing the room in three eager, bounding steps to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. his tongue flickers out, and he licks into your mouth. he loves how you melt in his arms, how you always let him in so easily. you're so perfect for him. he's just about to crawl into bed and show you just how perfect he thinks you are when—
"shower first," you murmur against his lips, as if you hadn't been making a mess of the sheets for hours before he came home.
"but—" kayn knows exactly what you're about to say. he's got "dirty" clothes on, so he can't get on the bed, which is "clean". but can anyone really blame him when you look so tempting, so obscene, that his brain hurts from how hard his cock is?
"kayn—"
"hear me out." he presses a few sweet, pleading kisses to your cheeks, relishing in the way you melt under his easy affection.
"...fine."
"you're so beautiful, baby. look at you all fucked out. do you really expect me to make it a whole shower without jerking off? and if i jerk off, i'll cum, and there won't be anything left in the ol' sacks to fill you with."
you raise an eyebrow, clearly not impressed. damn it. looks like kayn has to bring out the big guns.
"...i'll wash the sheets after we're done," kayn adds. "so they'll be clean again."
"you really want me so bad you'd do laundry for me?" you swoon dramatically— a feat when you're already laying in bed. "is this what it means to be loved?"
"you're a menace," he says. it can't be legal for you to be both cute and devastatingly sexy at the same time. fuck, he loves you so much he swears he'll explode with it. his chest tightens. his fists clench. he can't stand it.
he pounces onto you, heart singing at the elated little yelp you let out as he presses a flurry of kisses to your face.
"i love you," kayn growls, incongruously aggressive for how sweet the words are. his fingers find their way between your thighs, rubbing where you want it the most. he dips inside, just a little, but you tense as if he's shoved all five (and a half!) inches inside of you at once.
"love you— love you too, kayn—"
fuck, he could listen to you saying his name just like that for years, and he'd never go soft.
"relax for me, baby." he stretches you in gentle, practised movements, head spinning as you obey, body going pliant under his covetous hands. you're so perfect for him, already soft and wet from your earlier stint with your toy. your lips find his weak spot— the tender patch of skin right between the junction of his neck and jaw— and he groans, feeling a little insane as you rock back against his fingers, dripping sweet and sticky like warm honey.
"i can't hold back much longer," he says, voice strangled.
"so don't." your breath catches as the tip of his finger brushes against your sweet spot, so he does it again, just to hear you gasp. he could get lost in this, this pleasure of playing your body like the finest of instruments, pulling sound after needy, dripping sound from your pretty mouth.
"kayn— kayn, please, stop teasing, don't hold back, please, i need you—" the sheer desperation in your voice makes kayn's blood sing with pleasure, and he gently removes his fingers from your aching hole, much to your chagrin. you line up the head of his cock with your entrance, shuddering as it pulses a thick glob of pre-cum over your skin. "inside, inside, please—"
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there's nothing quite like the initial stretch of kayn's cock as he bullies his way inside of you. he's so thick, and the way he's got you folded makes him feel even bigger. your jaw hangs slack, every nerve trembling with anticipation.
the tip of his cock nudges inside, and you both let out twin moans. your cunt is hungry for it. desperate, even— your gaze goes hazy and unfocused as your pussy sucks softly at his tip.
"so fucking good," he groans. "how are you so fucking good every time?"
if you could speak, you'd say that you could ask him the same thing, but any semblance of coherent speech is knocked from the forefront of your mind as he eases deeper into you. every additional inch of his hot, throbbing cock only serves to make your mind go blank with pleasure. your eyes roll back, flutter shut.
"fuuuck, that's it, baby. feels good, doesn't it?" kayn shudders as he bottoms out. the very tip of his cock kisses a spot deep inside, so sensitive that it sends a thrill up your spine. "there it is— there's that weak spot. yeah, let me use it against you, baby. 'm gonna fuck all that resistance right out of your pretty hole..."
he rolls his hips once, twice, giving a few deep, experimental thrusts. true to his word, his cock massages over your sweet spot. you can't fight the onslaught of sensation, and even if you could, you wouldn't want to. it's so, so good— too good to resist, too good to fight. pleasure melts your brain, turning every coherent thought you might have had to gooey bliss.
your jaw hangs slack. your head spins. pleasure curls around your limbs, pulling you to new heights of mindless need.
"yeah, that's right. this is what you needed, isn't it?"
you don’t have to reply— the answer is written in the slight crossing of your eyes, the subtle trembling of your ribcage, the thin line of saliva that drips from the corner of your mouth. heat builds in your core, spreading like fire across your skin, and you let loose a long moan.
“kayn…” you struggle to make eye contact, lucidity slipping through your fingers with every devastating thrust.
“no thinking,” he says. his thumb finds your clit. the added stimulation makes it all too easy to obey. any semblance of logical thought dissipates into hazy pleasure. you wouldn’t be surprised if your brain was leaking straight out of your dripping cunt.
“no thinking,” you repeat dumbly, looping your arms around his neck and pulling him close. your fucked-out gaze meets his, and he curses under his breath, cock pulsing inside of you. through it all, he continues rubbing those maddening, mind-melting circles on your clit, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.
heat envelopes you, swallows you whole and digests you, transforming you into a being of need and pleasure. your nerves sing with molten arousal. every touch, every breath, every heartbeat only sends you spiraling further and further into the depths of debauchery.
“that’s it, baby, let me make you feel good, yeah, yeah—” kayn babbles, his hips stuttering out of rhythm. it makes his cock slide in that much deeper, makes his thumb slip just right against the hood of your clit, and— and—
you fall apart on his cock with a wail, unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure. it burns through you, sets the stars ablaze behind your eyelids. your sanity shatters as you all but convulse, gorging yourself on decadent sensation.
thick, creamy warmth floods your insides, and you practically purr at the way the tip of kayn’s cock kisses the sensitive mouth of your cervix. he’s still mumbling mindless praises against the soft skin of your neck even as he fucks you through both of your orgasms. his voice takes on an edge of wretched desperation. “so good, so good, it hurts, baby, hurts good, i— i— fuck…”
he collapses over you, sheathing himself balls-deep with a groan. the last dregs of his cum drool from his tip, dribbling over your sensitive walls. your pussy flutters around him in response, hungry for every last drop of him, and he nearly whimpers at the added sensation. pain and pleasure swirl around you in a heady cocktail of hormones as you come down from your highs together.
when kayn kisses you, it feels right— the natural product of the raw desire that connects you. his lips move against yours sweetly, softly, and he holds you like you’re the most precious thing in the world. the afterglow is made for kissing, for heavy petting, for the cooling of sweat and softening of breaths.
"what was that all about?" kayn murmurs in the hazy quiet, pulling you closer to him. you grumble a bit as his soft cock shifts inside of you, threatening to fall out, and he makes a soothing little noise, ignoring the pricks of painful overstimulation and focusing on keeping you nice and warm and full.
"what was what all about?"
"don't play, baby. what had you so needy tonight?"
"...ah." your face heats up, and you bury your nose in his chest. still, it doesn't muffle your next words. "you looked really, really good on stage tonight. i couldn't stop looking at your stupid bulge through your stupid leather pants."
the honestly is unexpected enough to subvert kayn's knee-jerk instinct to be insufferable and smug. he gapes at you. "you're so fucking cute."
“mhm,” you hum in agreement. “and you’re beautiful. so we match.”
there’s a frazzled sort of silence as kayn short-circuits from the praise. for someone who presents with such an inflated ego, his reaction to genuine compliments is nothing short of charming.
"so... the sheets?" you break the silence, only half-joking.
kayn groans. “i’ll wash them tomorrow. let me enjoy this, baby.”
“i’m holding you to it.” you bury your face in his chest, heart melting a bit as his lips brush over the crown of your head. dirty sheets or not, there’s nowhere else you would rather be than here, limbs tangled with his, soaking in your shared pleasure.
tags: @enchantedforest-network @angelshub
#GUHHHH THIS FIC FUUCK JAJGKFJVKAJ ITS SOOO SO GOOD OUGHH CRIES#spicy#UHHH YEAH#kayn#I think about this fic so much I need more JAGKAKJVKSK
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I'm obsessed with HeartSteel Kayn 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
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reaction images i made for my girlfriend because the heart emoji doesn’t cut it <3
feel free to save and use, but please reblog if you do!
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Rough sketches of green and bright pink.
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a need a version of the CELIBACY gif where it’s someone screaming in agony
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He's fun to draw, you can't blame me for painting him again
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bad decision, kayn
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