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callmerainman · 6 months

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Cameras | Reigen Arataka x fem!model!Reader

plot. The last thing you expected when you entered the office of Reigen Arataka, was to be head over heels for him. Reigen can't seem to believe it himself when Dimple points out that the beautiful model who came in his office for help is, in fact, flirting her way towards him. It's your first time chasing a man and not the other way around, and it's so much fun.

fandom. mob psycho 100

word count. 2.2k

tags. fem!reader, reader is a model, flirting, seducing, awkwardness, suggestive tones, implied sexual reference, oblivious Reigen Arataka, photoshoots, smoking, wingman Dimple.

part. 1/2

An elegant smile softly spread across your face, your hands touching your soft hair with delicacy, your legs crossed under the wooden desk. And, hard to ignore, your foot moving slowly in a circling motion. Your classy composure hides your real emotions so well, you're a woman of style. But, in reality, you're completely losing it.

Shit, he's handsome.

The blond man sitting in front of you is explaining his parcels and exorcism plans as he moves his hands left and right. He looks serious, professional, and focused. His name is Reigen Arataka, or The Greatest Psychic of the 21st Century. You didn't know anything about him until twenty minutes earlier, when you entered his office.

You work as a photo model in a well known modeling agency in Seasoning City. You recently started catwalks, but you're mainly featured on local fashion magazines covers and billboard signs across the city. Your career is going well, except for this feeling that you just can't shake off. In the last few months, every time you pose for a picture you feel a haunting presence weighing on your shoulders. It's like a cold, gloomy breeze. It didn't stop you from getting your work done, but it was more energy consuming than it should be. You didn't believe in ghosts, to be clear. But your friends suggested you call a psychic, and so you did. You chose the cheapest in town, just to give it a try. But nothing could have prepared you for this situation.

«So, considering the context, I think the best exorcism plan is the second in my list, miss»

You snap back to reality and quickly realize that you didn't listen to a single word he said. Too busy staring at the smooth gestures of his hands. You have to play it cool.

«How about you come with me to my next shooting? I have to get there in 30 minutes. Maybe you can take care of the problem on the spot. I'll be glad to pose for you if it can help, Reigen-san» you smile, resting your chin on your open palm.

It's weird. Usually men were the ones who chased you, and fell for you right on the spot. This is your first time being head over heels for a man, and at first sight too. You can't exactly pin point what it is that makes you twirl your hair around your index, and smile so intently. Maybe his ginger hair, or the way he articulates words. Or his grey suit and eccentric pink tie, and charismatic smile.

The man exudes sex. In sort of a pathetic, sketchy way.

«Fine by me» Reigen replies.

You clap your hands together and spark him a shiny smile «Great! Let's go then!»

As you go ahead to bring your car in front of the building, Reigen closes the office. Mob is at school and no clients are expected to come for the next few hours.

The conman trots down the stairs quickly so that he can go wait for you outside the building. But he feels a presence floating behind him.

«Oi, Reigen»

Reigen turns around and grumbles as his gaze meets a familiar green cloud.

«What, Dimple»

«That lady is most certainly hitting on you»

Reigen almost trips down the stairs. He quickly recollects himself as he stops in the middle of the stairwell.

«That's not true»

«Pff» the spirit spits «it's so obvious»

Reigen descends the stairs again, the sound of his shoes stomping on the floor booming in the echoey building.

«It's not obvious because she's not hitting on me! You're just saying it to make fun of me»

The green spirit floats backwards, in front of Reigen's face. He looks dead serious.

«Look man, I would never use such a poor excuse for a joke. I mean, a knockout of a model hitting on you? That would be too unrealistic!»

Reigen rolls his eyes and just keeps going, trying to ignore Dimple.

The latter agitates a little green arm in front of his face «Hellooo? She was literally eating you up with her preying eyes! Basically giggling and kicking her feet like a schoolgirl! And what about the "I'll be glad to pose for you~"»

Dimple channeled his most feminine, high-pitched voice to say that. Green little hands intertwined, eyes glittering and lashes fluttering. It pisses Reigen off.

«Miss (Y/N) is not hitting on me. And even if she were, obviously in a very parallel and distant world, I would never get my way with her. She's my client, and I'm a professional»

«Whatever you say dude...I warned you»

Dimple didn't pop out until later on, when you and Reigen get to your modeling agency. Everything is ready for today's photoshoot: lights, cameras, setting. As Reigen wanders around pretending to scan for spirits, you're approached by your publicist, Haru.

«Is he the male stripper we rented for Sakura's birthday?» she asks, pointing a finger towards Reigen.

«What? No! That's the psychic you suggested I call!» you exclaim.

«Oooh! Is he here to help you exorcise that spirit?»

«We don't know if there's a spirit yet, but he's here to help me out»

«And how are things going?»

«I want to sleep with him»

«(Y/N)!»

«I'm sorry, I can't help it!»

«Okay, I'll reschedule your Christmas jumpers shooting for next week. No big deal even if we don't do it today. Now go put some lingerie on»

«I love you so much, dearie»

In the end, there really was a spirit giving you a hard time during shootings. Or, to be specific, a curse. Dimple was able to detect it in no time, a cloud of gloomy, red smoke hovering over your shoulders. He absorbed it completely and you immediately felt the pressure on your back being released. Your pics came out perfect, flawless. You even put some extra work with that lingerie since you had a guest. And you did catch his brown eyes getting lost in the fabric of your garments, not without a sprinkle of guilt. It was a sight you yearned from men. Seeing them guilty for how mesmerized they are. But Reigen was dense. All afternoon you sent many hints that you, in fact, were flirting with him, but he didn't catch them. You still have time. Of course you have no idea that the one to get rid of the curse was Dimple, Reigen played it out as if he was the one doing all the magic. Dimple got accustomed to it.

«Thank you so much, Reigen-san» you smile, stunning as always. You already changed in your casual clothes, your body covered in a long, beige trenchcoat.

«No big deal, it was a small fish»

Dimple rolls his eyes behind Reigen's shoulder, but you can't see him. The sun is setting behind the building of your modeling agency. Reigen is smoking a cigarette, he asked you in advance if it bothers you, and you asked if you can join him. Reigen takes a quick glimpse at you. Even the way you smoke transpires elegance. His cheeks are lightly powdered in pink.

«I feel kinda bad though, I didn't pay you enough»

«No need to feel bad, I'm confident in my pricings»

«So you're gonna reject my drink invitation?»

Reigen chokes a puff of smoke. He throws you a quick glance and sees you smiling calmly, smoke slowly flowing out of your half-open lips. Dimple's words started floating in his own head. Was he right all along? Or you're just being nice? Do you really want to go out for a drink? Then, words just spill out on their own.

«Never said that»

You take a hit of your cigarette «Good, I'll lead the way»

There's something in your presence. So resolute, classy, confident. A different kind of confidence compared to Reigen. You always know how to behave, how to present yourself. It's hypnotic, magnetic even. Reigen can't help but be left speechless. He would lie to himself if he said that you weren't the prettiest woman he has ever seen. As you two walk towards your parked car, Reigen feels a familiar presence again.

«I told you, dude! She's all over you!» Dimple exlciams, waving his cloudy hands in front of Reigen.

«Shut the fuck up, she's not!»

You turn around «Did you say something?»

Reigen shakes his head vigorously, a bead of sweat running down his temple in embarrassment «N-nothing!»

The lounge bar you picked looks too expensive for Reigen's pockets. But you assured him that the drinks were on you, and ignored his insistence in paying. So now you and Reigen are sitting in front of each other, still dressed as you were this afternoon. He kinda feels out of place with his office suit on. But you fit the luxurious atmosphere so well. Your figure, your red dress, your make-up and smile. The way you talk, and laugh, and politely order two martinis. This place looks like it was made for you and you only. Talking with Reigen is an experience that you honestly expected very much. He's an interesting person, he's kind, funny, and smart. You didn't get the hots for him only for his looks. You understood the kind of person he was the moment he started listening to your problems this afternoon. He might look like the average japanese functional working citizen, but you saw right through him immediately.

And Reigen thinks the same of you. You're not only extremely attractive, confident and classy. You're cultured, intelligent, witty. He feels like talking to you is so easy, a feeling he didn't always get from others, or at least it wasn't often reciprocated. He wants to listen more of your words, of your mind. He's slowly getting hypnotized. You have a way with words, with gestures. The way you place your hand on your chin, or tuck hair behind your ear, is not casual. Everything you do is measure and balance. And the way you listen to his most complicated thoughts makes him want to tell you more, to stay a bit longer. He's enjoying himself for once in a while, laughing without thinking about anything else.

You put down your martini after taking a sip «By the way, Reigen, I think my photoshoot came out really, really well»

In a slow, sensual movement, you cross your legs under the table, your dress brushing against your bare skin with a velvet-like sound. You let one of your heels hang from the tip of your foot, then drop it down to the floor completely. Without any premeditation, you let your foot travel up Reigen's leg, first his ankle and then all the way up under the fabric of his pants.

«Maybe you should come to all my shootings from now on» you coo.

His shock is evident. Reigen locks his lips and holds his breath as he feels your foot stroking his leg under his pants. He wants to say something, but he can't.

Is she playing footsie with me?!

And then, for only God knows how many times, Dimple pops out again behind him, making Reigen jump on the spot.

«I fucking told you man!»

«I'm flirting with you, Reigen-san»

«Okay Dimple maybe you were right but what the fuck do I- say what?!»

You suppress a small giggle «I said that I'm flirting with you, Reigen. Since you didn't really seem to catch it»

Reigen is too stunned to speak «Oh!»

«I can stop though, if you're not interested in...more. Pursuing men so much is not my style. But I don't regret trying»

Your foot falls down from his leg and gets back to your heel, sliding it inside. You rest your chin in your hand, scanning Arataka's face for a reaction. He looks so embarrassed that it has you concerned. Did you go too far? To be completely honest, you liked messing with men. Making them look at you, leaving them speechless. But in a completely harmless way. Your last wish was to make Reigen uncomfortable in any way. You're about to say something, but you get interrupted.

«No, it's fine!» Reigen yelps, a nervous smile cracking on his face.

He mentally facepalms himself for sounding too excited, and too high pitched. But the reassuring smile you show him makes all his worries fade away. He doesn't feel judged, or under scrutiny.

«I-I mean» he resumes «I won't hold back if you're interested in...more»

Jesus he feels so stupid. But maybe you like stupid. It's written in the way you lean forward on your shared table, your hand reaching for his pink tie. You lightly pull it to encourage Reigen to come forward as well, sensually stroking it with two hands as you see his throat gulp out of nervousness.

«I'm glad to hear, Reigen. Otherwise I would have felt very lonely tonight, in my apartment»

«Good...»

Then, you let go of his tie and get up from your seat, and Reigen does the same. Mustering up some courage, Reigen extends his hand for you to take it. You happily oblige, placing yours in his palm. With a satisfied look on your face, you proceed to walk out of the lounge bar, hand in hand.

Without you noticing, Dimple appears in front of Reigen one last time.

«Can I come?» he asks.

«Fuck, no!» Reigen growls under his teeth.

«What did you say?» you ask.

«Nothing!»

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karereiko · 6 months

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Moriarty Xmas everyone! Dark Santas are in town!

I'm so glad that somehow I managed to finish it on time. Last weeks were awful for me, so many live problems with my cats health and work and that I was so exhausted, yet I really wanted to draw those Dark Santa Moriarty brothers because I had this idea for few months by now. And that joke with Sherly in my head born while drawing it, I'm glad I could draw it too and it didn't stay only an idea (like I had idea for some flirty sherliam after story to that Halloween art but had no time to draw it). I went with some chibi style drawing because I really wanted to do it quick, it suppose to be more sketchy style but I yet can draw nice looking sketch only picture.

Anyway back to additional info about pictures.

Moriarty Santa brothers, I wanted to make them dark Santas so I went with black in place of white fur. I also thought about Albert and Louis costumes be whole in their colors first, but I settled with only elements being in Albert's green and Louis blue for them and I think this looks very good in the end. I had to put wine with cookie for Albert, he leaves milk for his brothers. And each of brothers have holy that also has 3 brothers colors to show their bond.

Mini comic add:

Sherly has 1/3 chance to pull Liam Santa, he even put Math book to rise his chances. Let's wish him to pull William, not Louis.

For next you probably see here is finished felted Miss Hudson, and felting tutorial. After watching Morimu op3 commentary I got silly Sherliam idea, I don't know how it will end, but I really wanna to draw it... I just wish for more time T_T....

#moriarty the patriot #yuumori #yuukoku no moriarty #william james moriarty #sherlock holmes #albert james moriarty #sherliam #louis james moriarty

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ziorre · 5 months

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✨Commission info✨

I'm ready, I'm rested, I'm refreshed! And I'm completely charged to take care of your new ideas and characters!! I truly believe that every character is awesome and original and deserves to be shown with their own story! And I'll try to help you with this in a way that is more convenient for you! You just pick one below ;)

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✨ THE PROCESS: You write to me in private messages on Tumblr, briefly tell me your idea of our future art, what style and what slot you want (full body / half body / bust). Then I give you my email address and you send me an email (with your Tumblr name as the topic please) with all necessary references (your character's face claim, their pose, clothes, background etc.). You describe the idea of the art in details, where it takes place, and other things that I need to know so that I can base the sketch on all that info, because after you approve the sketch, I don’t change art much in the further stages of the work, just some details. I send you the payment link on my Boosty page. Send you the sketch. After you confirm that you like the sketch, I finish the work and send it on your email😊

✨ OTHER: - I don’t correct the art after you approved the finished version. - I don’t copy other artist’s work or poses from their work. - I publish every commission on my social media, if you don’t want it to be published, just let me know. - If you’re not sure about the art idea, I can suggest you 4 sketches with different poses/concepts/angles for extra $20 and you pick the one you like the most. - For significant corrections or a lot of small ones at any stage of work, an additional fee may be charged (this doesn’t apply to some small adjustments or details witch I missed). There are 3 free changes at the each stages of the work (sketch, finished version), further - $2-$5.

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And of course I can't skip to say a huge thank you to those who commissioned and continue commissioning art from me! It means a lot! For real! This is not only material support, but also moral one, saying that I’m not wasting my time and energy in vain, that I’m moving in the right direction, that people like what I do! I can't tell how inspiring it is!! 300 commissions! I’ve never imagined that one day I would draw so many art for others! Just.. wow!! Thank you again so much for trusting me bringing to life your ideas! I truly appreciate it!😌

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I think this is it, right? If you have any questions, feel free to DM me ;)

I’ll be VERY grateful for your reblogs!! ❤❤❤❤❤❤ (and thank you very much for this in advance, it helps me A LOOOOOOOOOT, you are the ones who keep me alive literally! I see each and every one of you doing that! You’re the best!!!) Thanks for your attention! Have a good day =)

#commission #far cry 5 #cyberpunk 2077 #baldur's gate 3

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ohanny · 4 months

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stabby murder husbands kentakim au!

does this make much sense? no. is it going to be long? yes. am i sometimes very happy about what my mentally ill lil brain cooks up while i sleep? very much so.

tony chen is a rotten super villain in every universe but in this one kenta was his assassin until he finally had enough, turned on his master during the bloodiest night known in these circles, john wick style, and then disappeared off the face of the earth. was tony running the high table? how deep does the lore go? who knows. i was asleep. my brain did not have the capacity to figure it all out.

flash forward some years. kenta is living a normal life. he has a boring office job. he’s reconnected with babe, his estranged brother who ran away from home at the first sight of sketchy activities and was spared from all of tony’s bullshit. unfortunately for kenta, babe - happily married and pregnant - is channelling all his extra hormones and boredom into a mission to socialize his hermit crab of an older brother.

which is how kenta ends up eating dinner in babe and charlie’s warehouse loft of doom, sitting opposite of kim - a regular customer at the couple’s garage and a casual friend. it’s an awkward affair because a) kim can't stop staring b) babe keeps shooting these looks at kenta all “see, i brought you a hot ginger, do something with it” and c) kenta would much rather be at home. unsurprisingly, when kim offers him a ride home at the end of the evening, kenta says no.

this turns out to be a bad call because on his way home, kenta gets jumped. it happens sometimes - after all, he was tony’s weapon for over a decade and made a lot of enemies, no one can escape their past without occasionally being haunted by it. except this time when he limps out of the alleyway, clutching a minor stab wound on his side, there is a car idling by the pavement.

it's kim, rolling down the window and telling kenta to get his ass in. against his better judgment kenta does.

kim speeds off the scene of the crime with the kind of ease and confidence kenta has only ever seen from babe. it quickly becomes apparent that he knows way more about kenta than he should because he starts asking about cameras and when kenta just stares blankly - bleeding all over the nice upholstery - kim laughs and says “don’t worry, even if you got a bit rusty and missed one, i know a guy. or two. since they live with me you'll meet them soon anyway.”

and fuck, kenta should have just trusted his instincts instead of chalking kim making him nervous up to having someone so pretty pay any level of attention to him. he finally finds his voice (and lowkey also his knife) and demands to know who the hell kim is or if he's even called that. “oh i am,” kim answers gleefully, “and you could say i’m a… freelancer.” which, great. just amazing. kenta is being kidnapped by some amateur bounty hunter and his day officially couldn't get any worse.

… but it does. because once they reach their destination, the second he's ushered into an apartment he's greeted by an obnoxiously loud scream of “holy shit, he actually did it!” followed by a slightly less obnoxiously loud “our kimmy here is a big fan!” and then “oh fuck he’s bleeding all over the place, get the med kit dumbass!” and kenta realizes he wasn't kidnapped by some amateur bounty hunter. he was kidnapped by a fucking fan boy. on the bright side they do seem to be capable of basic wound care so there's that.

(yes, the trio is living their best mercenary vigilante life. kenta’s purge of tony happened right as kim was getting into the game and he went full “holy fucking shit, this man took down tony fucking chen and got away with it?” and basically became obsessed with the legendary lore of john wick kenta. so imagine how pumped he was when babe of all people introduced him to his ultimate murder crush goals)

kim: obviously you'll need to stay the night since you're so injured. You can have my room. i’ll just sleep with north and sonic.

kenta: …

sonic: you have a problem with three men sleeping together?

kenta: … no?

north: great! but if you hypothetically did you could ask kim to share with you instead because trust me, he's like super interes -

kim: shut up or i’ll evict you.

north: pls, whose day job is paying the bills here since you only take on charity cases?

kim: my name is on the lease! and i'm being a good person!

sonic: honey, you kill people.

this is where i got with my dream sequence but other things that just make sense in this verse:

the first person kim ever killed was winner. he was a toxic college hook up who kim dumped after few gos but who wouldn't take no for an answer. kim could have dealt with him being a dick on campus but then he started harassing kim’s dorm mates, north and sonic and kim just… snapped.

it all came to head on an alley behind a trashy gay bar. winner tried to grab sonic and kim honestly just meant to beat the shit out of him but went too far. when they read the news the next day it's weird. none of them regret it. they’re happy about it. and when no one knocks on their door to ask any questions, they realize how easy it actually is to get rid of a bad person.

the second person kim kills is a campus dirtbag who likes slipping shit into girls’ drinks and taking them home. they plan it all together but kim goes out alone and after… he's a mess. winner was a crime of passion in the heat of the moment but this is something different. he's all keyed up. he can't settle down and paces around their living room. a man is dead and he thinks he got off clean but only time will tell. he's nervous and elated and half-hard and full of adrenaline and it's sonic who nudges north and goes “look at the poor thing, we should take care of him.”

the night ends with kim’s head on sonic’s lap, sonic’s fingers in his hair, telling him he did well and he's so good when he cries as he's getting fucked into the mattress by north. kim wakes up sandwiched between them, in a mess of limbs. he has a very brief freak out about what the happened - the sex, not the murder - but north shushes him, telling him it’s not a big deal. “we love you, hyungie” sonic shrugs and pecks his cheek. “you two get some more rest and i’ll bring breakfast, okay?” and that's that.

needless to say kenta is in for a culture shock with the northsonickim arrangement. like he's taking a shower with kim and things are getting good when sonic barges into the bathroom, yanks the shower curtain back and goes on a rant of “kim, you gotta tell north to do the laundry because it was his turn but he forgot and now my favorite pants still have cum stains on them!” and kenta is like “um, excuse us?” but kim just rolls his eyes and proceeds to yell for north and then has an entire damn conversation with his dick out while kenta just stands there all 🧍‍♂️. (after he's done chewing north out for the laundry, he turns to sonic like “and you! we talked about this! kenta is new, we don't want to spook him!”)

the whole murder thing will be another conflict. kenta is happily retired. he killed because that's what he was raised to do and he didn't have any other options until he did. kim though? kim kills because he wants to. kim kills because he believes certain people deserve to die.

kim: i have a date with a wife beater at 2am. wanna come?

kenta: stop calling them dates. and you shouldn't be so… flippant about it.

kim, smirking while pulling on his leather gloves: don't tell me you never enjoyed it.

while kenta’s kills were always obvious hits, done using knives and guns, kim likes to deliver justice personally. he warms up using his hands and finishes the job with whatever blunt object he can pick up.

one time kenta’s boring office job takes him out of town for business and kim is climbing the walls. he calls kenta all “please quit and just become a hit man again, the pay is better and you'd be home when i need you” and kenta sighs because yes, his job is boring but he's trying his best to be normal and he has a morning meeting. so he tells kim to go occupy himself with north and sonic

kim: wait.. What?

kenta: don't you guys have sex with each other all the time?

kim: we did, BEFORE i met you

kenta: … huh. well. go fuck or get fucked or whatever before you start hunting pedestrians for stress relief.

kim: is this a trap?

kenta: no? i would never mess with whatever the three of you have.

Kim barging into north and sonic’s room, growling at them to take their clothes off and sonic’s first reaction is “oh shit, they broke up” but then kim’s like “dick first, rings second, i’m going to wife that man so hard he won't know what hit him” and everyone cheers and no one feels bad about having a pre-engagement celebration threesome not involving one of the grooms.

also, pete? did he step up after tony’s death? does he run a business like the continental? is way his weird attic wife that fucked himself over in the business and now can't step a foot outside the hotel without getting his brains blown out the less fun way? in any case he would have an eye on both kenta (because their whole… brotherhood) and kim (because kim is a wild card and truly independent and neither follows nor knows the code).

#pit babe the series #kentakim #northsonic #northsonickim #please play in my sandbox with or without me

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shinyzango · 10 days

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So, about that "A Steampunk Carol" graphic novel...

I totally did not forget to make the post about it like I promised I am so sorry.

For those who are not familiar with it, long story short a while ago I came across a Kickstarter project for what seemed to be a steampunk adaptation of the Nutcracker story and was bummed that I missed out on it and wasn't able to support and secure a copy for myself, but a fella made me aware that it did actually get published in Italy a few years ago, and that it was sold on Amazon. And after discovering that there was literally only one copy left, I bought it on a whim to both read it and to hopefully attract more attention to it for reasons I'll discuss in just a bit.

I'm just going to say that I'm very back at writing reviews so apologies if this doesn't say anything at the end or if you didn't get the answers to your questions dkfjgn

Alright, now for the book itself.

First things first, the story. I won't go into details right now as I do not want to spoil folks in case this does get released in english to a wider public, but I can add a Spoilers section in the future where I explain in detail what happens if I get asked about it.

The story, like I said, is an adaptation of the Nutcracker And The Mouse King, but it is quite different in many elements, and spices things up quite a bit, especially after the introduction.

Sadly it feels quite rushed in its execution imo, I assume it's because they had to fit everything in a single volume. Which is a shame because there are many concepts and ideas that are very fascinating and interesting, both for the plot and for the characters themselves.

Speaking of the characters, they are quite unique and interesting.

The main kid, Caitlin, who is the Clara/Marie of the story, can be a little sassy, but she still feels grounded and has a good balance between putting down her foot and being nervous about the situation. I don't mind her character.

The Nutcracker, who is only called Schiaccia (just a shortened "Schiaccianoci" which is nutcracker in italian. I assume he's called Cracker in english if they kept that logic), feels solid. He's a loyal soldier, skilled but does show hints of insecurities. A good lad.

The mice are great as well, I'm really intrigued by the lore they cooked up for them, and the Mouse King is actually not bad, and I like what they did with his character.

There's also another supporting character, a tin soldier who goes by Sergeant Idle. He is basically a companion to the Nutcracker. He is basically a plot tool, helping with the backstory and moving the story forward, but not in a bad way. He's very enjoyable.

I would have loved to see them all explored further, but like I said it all feels rushed probably because it had to stick all in a single volume. I don't know if the authors ever considered this to become a series or if it's just a one-shot story, but I would honestly love to see this evolve into a series, if only because I love the characters and I would love to know more about the lore they cooked up for it more in detail, letting all the elements have the time to shine.

Moving on to the graphic...

I love Lorenza's art style. It looks very sketchy, with a clean roughness to it if that makes sense. And I really like all the designs of the characters.

(Apologies for the glares, I tried my hardest to limit them as much as possible. also ngl I'm giggling a little seeing how Schiaccia looks similar to my Hans skdfkjhn)

All in all, I really like this adaptation. It's unique and enjoyable, if only a little rushed.

Like I mentioned before, this was Kickstarted a while ago to get properly published in english. It was successfully funded and as far as I know, they're currently in the process of printing copies if not even shipping them for the backers. I still don't know if the folks at Last Ember Press are planning in making it available to purchase outsite the Kickstart, but I really hope so because I do think this deserves to be available to everyone.

#crappy review is crappy ksdjng #these are just my thoughts don't mind me #nutcracker #the nutcracker

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katlyntheartist · 8 months

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*Please note that I only draw in my own art style, which is very loose and sketchy.

References I’ll need:

Background choice (if nothing specific is stated I will end up doing an abstract background). Very detailed backgrounds will cost extra.

Character References: images and links, please include specific expression/pose references if you have those as well. (if not, I can come up with something for you)

Character Details, disposition and/or notable features such as scars, makeup, etc.

I am an incredibly visual person, and very easily overwhelmed by paragraphs of information/more likely to miss details. Visual references such as photos, Pinterest boards, imgur folders, and the like with short descriptions on each facet of the design are HUGELY appreciated.

#commissions #commission sheet #commission info #commissions open

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chocodile · 5 months

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2023 was certainly the year of the rabbit. I felt like I didn't do as many ambitious pieces this year as I would have liked.... lots of sketches... lots of sketchy comics, which certainly count as ambitious, but don't really flex the art muscles the way full rendering does. I also spent a lot of time working on offline stuff and crafts which often required weeks of work to complete.

In the end, there were more big pieces than I remembered. Even January/February/March, which were pretty crummy months for me, still got some cool art made during that time. (Ironically, the "Sleep with One Eye Open" piece shown for March was both "vent art" expressing the massive amount of stress I was under during those three months and my most numerically successful piece on Tumblr this year.)

But I'd still like to do more experimental stuff in 2024. I miss working with the zany colors and the more abstract psychedelic cartoony style that I feel defines me as an artist... you can see it here and there this year, but much of my output was more directly representational.

Overall, 2023 was a year that challenged where my life priorities were (in a mostly positive way) and did bite into the amount of time I could spend drawing, but I'm still happy with what I made this year and happy with where I'm going creatively. I enjoy that I'm doing more story/character-driven stuff again and feel way more engaged with my own work than when I was doing more one-off pieces, even if those one-off pieces were "better".

Here's to a good 2024!

#art summary #art summary 2023 #art meme #summary of art #2023 summary of art #smoking //#food //

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vani-candy · 2 months

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HAY its been a while (by crazy workaholic me standards) the last couple of chapters have been lowkey angsty so i decided to do a mostly fluffy silly one this time! i went back to the sketchy style. no real reason i just missed drawing in it,. perhaps it'll stay or go??? i tend to experiment a lot!!!! i did the panels manually instead of relying on CSP's masking tool thingmajig and i feel it allowed me to be more versatile with my paneling. i wanna experiment with it!

this took a while because i begrudgingly got hit with other-series brainrot (of the "my favorite character died so im formulating a whole AU in my head where he survives" variety). hopefully that next Sandrock update will kick me back into gear!!!

for now i will take care of the other-series brainrot in private because im still deathly afraid of MMORPG fandoms. ive got the next several chapters (which are basically a couple of arcs) outlined so i just gotta draw them out!

#mtas oc #mtas builder #mtas fang #mtas x #mtas qi #mtas catori #my time at sandrock #swans treasure #comic #fancomic #doodle comic #vani candy art #oc x canon

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2hoothoots · 2 months

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It had been a hot second since I saw your art on my dash so I went snooping to see what I missed and!!!!! I just gotta gush about your sense of design (especially in the posters/poster style comps!!) it's SO strong and SO cool you've got such a good eye for shape and composition it's fantastic!!!!!!

Hope you have a nice day c:

thank you so much!! this is so sweet, it really made my day to wake up to this in my inbox <3

i always have a ton of fun with the more graphic/painted-style pieces! i wish i had time to do more of them, honestly. i have too many IDEAS and so a lot of stuff i make is quite loose and sketchy because it's the quickest way to get the idea out before moving on to something else. but there's also something really rewarding about investing time in the bigger pieces and hashing out the composition and colours and values and all that other stuff. (and it makes my day every time to get complimented on it, haha! makes all the hard work feel worth it.)

i'm still working (slowly!) on the tarot-themed pieces, so as a bonus here's the rough sketch for Bobby's card (the Chariot):

#it's such a fun project! gotta set aside more time to pick it back up #i remember not totally vibing with this sketch at first but actually i'm liking it a lot more now #so hey good news! maybe i'll give it another pass over the long weekend #thanks again!#ask

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lexicals · 1 year

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[ID: A rough comic drawn in a sketchy style with some white fill on the characters and red accents in places. It shows a spider-sona/OC wearing a hooded cloak over their suit land from above, and then look up in front of them. There's a lot of figures inna group in front of them, and they say "Oh. There's a lot of you, huh?" They hold up some kind of spherical device and say "mind if I take one shot for free?" before throwing it among the group. It bounces around wildly between the figures before they catch it in their hand again. The figures look around for a moment before one of them says "You missed... somehow." The spider-person smiles (the eye sections on their mask become stylised happy-eyes) and says "You sure?" as they push a button on their sphere. It starts to rapidly wind in a thin string, and the last panel shows the group of figures all bound together in a bundle by webs connected to the sphere as the spider-person says "You guys should wrap up, y’know - it's getting cold out." End ID.]

Kind of invested in my little spiderguy now lmao. Also need to practise my layouts more so this was a good excuse 🕸

#all art #doodles #comics #Did I have a comics tag? I do now ig #spidersona #itsv #atsv #I think they're more of a plan-and-trap kind of superhero than an out and out fighter.... more stealth based maybe :>#image described #I think they knit little hats to put on the bad guys so their heads don't get cold in the winter fjsgshd

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kozachenko · 1 month

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I've crawled out of my cave after playing Final Fantasy IX for a long ass time what have I missed?

Artist's Notes:

I'M BACK BABY! A while back I made a post with a new style experimentation thingy but I ended up deleting it because it was just kind of a boring face thing, I was planning on doing more art but then I started playing Final Fantasy IX and uhhhh yeah so that game has kind of taken of my brain for the past two weeks and I am 20 hours into the game because I love it so much. I wanted to draw Vivi because Vivi is just really fun to draw ok? I've kinda been feeling really burnt out with my lineless style, mainly because of how hard it was to do lighting. I'll show one of my initial art style tests on the bottom of this post. Again, used to have it be an individual post but it was just one face so it was kinda boring, so might as well include with this one on the subject of art styles. I wanted to kinda mix some aspects of my older style with the sketchy shading lines with a more painterly way of doing the lighting (mainly in the shadows). All in all, I think that's my favourite part about this drawing, it feels nice to finally be able to do some proper lighting again, and I want to experiment even more with my lighting and rendering in future pieces. Also, part of the pant shading got kinda lost in the sketchiness, so for next time I'll probably focus on the clarity of the more sketchy parts of the drawing, since I did go with my initial sketch for the final drawing. I also gave up on the background since I had no idea what to do for it, and I didn't put too much detail into the staff as I forgot which one I gave him in my current playthrough and I didn't want to risk spoiling myself via looking up references, but that's ok I like how the singular yellow circle on it matches Vivi's eyes. Also I was having a bit of trouble figuring out how to draw his body and how to pose him, but I like how the pose turned out a lot. It was inspired by his idle animation when in a battle in game where he does a little shimmy.

Ok I need to talk about Vivi's design because I love it so fucking much oh my god-

I absolutely love how his face is just in complete shadow and only his eyes stand out, it's so cool and unique and I love how they recontextualized the original black mage design from the classic Final Fantasy games. How they did it I won't say because I don't wanna spoil the game, but someone give this poor baby a therapist because he goes through a lot. Actually, same can be said for all of the FFIX cast, they all need therapy (again, I won't spoil anything, please go play the game for yourself).

While I do love almost all the characters in the game, even though Vivi is most fun to draw, my favourite character has to be Zidane (the main protagonist of the game). He's a really fun protagonist, and they could have easily written him as a misogynistic jerk who doesn't respect women but they didn't, and I really appreciate that. He's just an overall cool dude who's a really nice older brother figure to Vivi and also just has a cool character design (who I also want to draw eventually). Initially in the game I was planning on grinding levels for Vivi to make him the tactical nuke of the party, but then that title went to a different character (who was initially multiple levels behind the group since I grinded the party in the starting area way to much before they joined, but now they are two levels ahead of everyone and have pulled the team through a lot of tough battles, again I won't say who it is because it is kind of a spoiler and the way the gameplay actually ties into their character arc is just so good omfg). Once I eventually finish the game I'll probably write a full review on here, so no spoilers until then lol

Also, I've kinda been burning out a bit with making Touhou art, which also made me a bit burnt out with Touhou stuff in general (although I will continue keeping up with the manga) so getting into other things (i.e. Final Fantasy and even Fallout since I've watched the first season of the TV show which is a whole other post for another day) has helped me refresh and given me something new to think about. I've ended up in the exact place I feared ending up, where I would start drawing fanart for it not because I wanted to but because I felt like I had to, so I'm taking a bit of a break. When I do draw Touhou fanart again I'll try to draw for the sake of myself, and to all the other artists and fanartists on this platform (and on any social media for that matter), take care of yourself and don't forget to take breaks when you need to!

(Ok part of that last paragraph was definitley influenced by the good ol' "it's 9:00pm and I need sleeb, but the message at the end still holds up, always take care of yourself)

Oh yeah, and here is that one style experiment I did btw

Man I really fell down the "Yoshitaka Amano art enjoyer" to "Final Fantasy fan" pipe line didn't I?

#art #fanart #final fantasy ix #vivi final fantasy #ff9 #vivi ff9 #final fantasy #final fantasy fanart

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ziorre · 9 months

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✨Commission info✨

I'm ready, I'm rested, I'm refreshed! And I'm completely charged to take care of your new ideas and characters!! Especially for this, I'm trying to expand the ways to bring your characters to life so that you can see them and be convinsed that they exist! I truly believe that every character is awesome and original and deserves to be shown with their own story! And I'll try to help you with this in a way that is more convenient for you! You just pick one below ;)

✨ PRICES:

- SEMI-REALISTIC STYLE (for the cases, when you want it looks more real without much stylizing)

- USUAL STYLE (for the cases, when you don’t mind it looks more stylized and a lil sketchy)

- STORYBOARD (for the cases, when you want to tell a story and don't mind to do this in very sketchy stile)

(this is a new way to tell your story in several frames. It'll look like still frames from a video, where you can show the dynamics of the scene and insert replicas in the form of subtitles. The form and type of storyboards can be redesigned. Keep in mind that frames will look very sketchy and with visible inaccuracy! DM me for more details ;))

Aaand...

👀COMING SOON!!!👀 - 3D MODEL OF YOUR CHARACTER

* you can find more examples on my page by commission tag and more examples of storyboards by rita diaz tag ** a helpful post describing a right order for your refs

✨ PAYMENT: What: USD or RUB When: full pre-payment (when you sent me the email and we approved the art idea) Where: Boosty (russian platform, supports payment via PayPal)

✨ OTHER: - I don’t correct the art after you approved the finished version. - I don’t copy other artist’s work or poses from their work. - I publish every commission on my social media, if you don’t want it to be published, just let me know. - If you’re not sure about art idea, I can suggest you 4 sketches with different poses/concepts/angles for extra $20 and you pick the one you like the most. - For significant corrections or a lot of small ones at any stage of work, an additional fee may be charged (this doesn’t apply to some small adjustments or details witch I missed). There are 3 free changes at the each stages of the work (sketch, finished version), further - $2-$5.

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I think this is it, right? If you have any questions, feel free to DM me ;)

I’ll be VERY grateful for your reblogs!! ❤❤❤❤❤❤ (and thank you very much for this in advance, it helps me A LOOOOOOOOOT, I see each and every one of them! You’re the best!!!) Thanks for your attention! Have a good day =)

#commission #far cry 5 #cyberpunk 2077 #baldur's gate 3 #my art

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harlowtales · 7 months

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Jack makes your husband an offer he can’t refuse to have you for a night and a day💋

**Indecent Proposal Concept by Request**

It’s long so thank you for reading to the end and I’m not editing it so apologies in advance for typos 🙏🏾

18+ only ⚠️ Smut, Language, Adult Themes ⚠️ References to Addiction and Physical Abuse ⚠️

“Wow you look beautiful hunny.” Your husband Brad said as he twirled you around. You weren’t missing a beat in your clingy red dress and sparkling heels and jewelry. Knock out was an understatement, but you had to go all out. This was a special trip. You know your husband really was struggling to take you on a cruise but he promised it would be the time of your lives. Things had not been great the last few years and you were just getting that spark back for each other.

“After you princess.” He said as you left your cabin for the big ballroom on the ship. One of your favourite artists Jack Harlow was playing tonight with a full band and you were so excited. “Now hunny you know how you love Jack so behave tonight” your husband cautioned.

“Oh hunny Jack is sexy and all but look what I got tonight on my arm” you said looking at him lovingly. “By the way hunny, how did you afford this trip?” You had to know.

Brad shifted uncomfortably but eventually answered “Please don’t worry about that babes. Just enjoy every minute.”

You were a bit concerned due to Brad’s past issues with gambling that had almost torn you apart. You hoped it wasn’t something sketchy that enabled him to take you on such a lavish cruise.

The piano was softly playing as people filed in for the show later on in the evening. Jack was off to the side in his VIP area socializing. You immediately caught his eye when you elegantly crossed the dance floor to get to the balcony and catch the evening Caribbean breeze. Your husband hit the casino tables for a bit promising he wouldn’t go crazy. He had really cleaned up his act lately and you believed in him. You caught one of the free glasses of champagne being offered by the waiter walking by and stepped outside. Jack not seeing you with anyone was hot on your trail.

“It’s a nice breeze.” You heard a husky southern accent say behind you. You froze. It couldn’t be….

You slowly half turned and felt butterflies in your stomach. It WAS. It was Jack Harlow…talking directly to you. “Jack…wow nice to meet you. I can’t wait for the show!” You gushed but kept it classy as he took your hand and kissed it like a perfect gentleman. He looked amazing dressed in a black velvet designer tuxedo. His longer hair was styled more controlled than the usual wild mop of curls for the occasion. You loved it either way. He smelled incredible and his watch and diamond studded earrings gleamed in the moonlight to match his pearly white teeth and pink full lips. His crystal blue eyes danced like the jokes he always played as he introduced himself. You had never been this close to a more tall and gorgeous man in your life.

“Pleasure is all mine.” He smoothly drawled. You were just as surprised as he was that each other was alone…at the moment. “So do you always come on exotic cruises alone?” He asked raising one eyebrow as you’d seen him characteristically do many times on social media or tv.

“Umm I…” You stuttered. Shocked that he appeared to be flirting with you. “I am not alone. My husband is off at the tables for a bit before you go on.” You swallowed hard, not even aware you were speaking.

“Ah…husband.” He said looking you over subtly. You felt his eyes trail up and down your body and goosebumps formed on your bare arms. “How unfortunate.” He said with a mock sigh and a grin.

“Where’s your entourage? I’m surprised you’re alone.” You said trying desperately to change the subject. “I love Urban he’s very funny.” You giggled.

“Oh you like Urb huh?” He said quizzically

“No I like you for sure…I mean not in that way of course seeing as I’m older than you and very much married.” You said nervously smiling and fiddling with your ring on your finger.

“Yeah, about you being married…how married are you?” He asked calmly taking a sip of his non-alcoholic drink.

“Pardon?” You asked confused and starting to sweat for some reason. “Maybe it’s the champagne” you thought seeing in your nervousness you had already finished your drink. Jack motioned over to the circulating server to bring you another one.

“You heard me. How. Married. Are. You.” Jack said slowly

“Very. Just like I said.” You said defensively

“Ok, I was just checking, don’t get upset. Just judging by the way you’re turning the fuck out of your ring, I wasn’t sure if you were trying to take it off.” He smiled with dimples flashing. He was toying with you and you weren’t winning. “So if you know my bestie, you’re a real one.” He said handing you another drink.

“Oh yes, from the time an album comes out I know every word.” You blushed “Gets on hubby’s nerves.” You said taking an ambitious sip of your new drink.

“Is that something you enjoy doing?” He asked fishing for some hints with your relationship.

“Enjoy what?” You said a bit more relaxed on liquid courage

“Yuh know…does it bother your man that you’re such a big fan of mine?” He poked

“Of course it does.” You said matter of factly “He loves Taylor Swift and it annoys the fuck out of me.” You chuckled

This made Jack laugh. He was taken by you and even more surprised at himself that he was still talking to you. Normally he respected when someone was in a relationship, but any chance he had to find out more about you without your significant other around, he was taking it.

“So where are you from and what’s your name?” He asked

“My….my name?” You adorably stuttered. You had a few drinks now pretty fast and it was hitting you hard.

“Yeah you got a name or did you just hatch?” Jack giggled.

“My name is y/n, and I’m from Wisconsin.” You finally managed to say.

“Really?? Some good lil spots out that way.” Jack said whimsically not taking his eyes off you.

“Jackman” You said not realizing you called him by his full name which you often did to yourself at home as many real fans did. He loved this. “I’m not feeling great.” You said faintly. You never could hold liquor well.

“Come to my section and take a load off.” He offered kindly. “Not a big drinker I see.” As he helped you up the few steps to the area where him, his friends, and managers were. They were used to Jack disappearing to talk to girls or take meetings with other industry people. Everyone wanted something when they had an opportunity to talk to him.

After some time to relax and have water and some coffee you started to sober up a bit. It was almost time for Jack to go on and no sign of your husband. You were having a good time talking to Jack’s friends but were starting to worry. Jack was starting to think you made the whole husband thing up so men wouldn’t hit on you all the time. Suddenly your phone lit up and you went in a corner so you could hear Brad. Jack looked after you with a frown on his face. Whoever this husband was he was a damn fool he decided. Something was up between the two of you and he wanted to know what it was. He could see you were arguing and came over to make sure you were ok.

“Everything alright?” He asked concerned

“Um yeah, I think so.” You said unhappily “Brad just called, he said go ahead and enjoy the show and meet him in the casino afterwards. Once he gets at those tables it’s hard for him to pull himself away.” You said with a sadness that broke Jack’s heart.

“Hey can I give you a hug?” Jack said standing close to you now and towering over you

“Yeah….” you said starting to cry.

“Ah hey no none of that ok.” He said holding you “You’re on a cruise. Enjoy the fuck out of yourself. Ok?” He said tipping your chin up and looking into your eyes. “If you were mine, I’d know where you are at all times.” He said annoyed at your husband. He wiped your tears and sat you back down. “I have to go on. It’s only for 30 mins ok? Be right back. Stay here.” Jack said comfortingly and left to go onstage.

You appreciated all his attention but you were married and felt you should go. You said your goodbyes to his friends and made your exit.

PART 2

Brad stumbled into your room around 2AM drunk out of his mind. He barely made it to the bed, took off his shoes, loosened his tie and before his head hit the pillow he was loudly snoring. He flung an arm over you and you angrily pushed it off. Furious and not able to sleep you put on your sweats and wandered away to the deck for some fresh air. You spotted Jack at a distance talking to a few fans, laughing and taking selfies with them. He motioned over to you, excited he saw you again but you ducked back into your room. You weren’t happily married but you weren’t going to encourage some entertainer looking for a one night stand and ruin your whole life.

“What’s up bruh? You’re quiet this morning.” Copelan said to his friend who was super distracted.

“What do you when you’ve felt something you never felt before but the person is married?” Jack asked

“Ah, the lady last night.” Copelan correctly assumed “You was mad feeling her, but she’s more than taken bro.”

“She’s not being treated right. He basically stood her up last night to gamble. I don’t get it…” Jack said trailing off.

“Not your problem bro. Plus we got a week on this boat and there’s string bikinis everywhere.” Cope said ruffling his friend’s hair and cracking open a Modelo.

“Dafuq? It’s 10AM” Jack grimaced at his friend having a beer so early.

“Brad…BRAD hunny, I’m going for breakfast you coming?” You said nudging your husband. He swatted you away and shook his head no. You huffed in frustration and headed out with your bathing suit packed for after breakfast. You weren’t going back to the room for the day. Brad was hung over and that was his problem. Jack was right. You were going to have a blast and have a serious talk with your husband when you got home. He had to get help. With a lot on your mind you stood in front of the buffet not knowing what to choose.

“I hear the bacon is to die for.” Jack said in your ear making you jump and laugh.

“Jackman you scared me!” You said holding onto your plate for dear life. He made you so nervous.

“You uh took off the other night Cinderella. Where’s your prince?” Jack asked mockingly biting into a strawberry 🍓

“Prince or court jester?” You sneered

“Ouch!” Jack smiled at your displeasure in your man

“Brad has a hang over. A bad one.” You said as you scooped up some scrambled eggs and placed them aggressively on your plate.

“Easy tiger you’ll break the dish!” Jack exclaimed “Join us we’re sitting right over there.” He gestured over to his table full of people. They all smiled and waved at you, but you were in no mood for company.

“I’m sorry Jack. I know you’re trying to be nice to me but I have no business hanging out with you without my husband.” You said dutifully

“I’m not fucking trying to be nice. I’m trying to take you from your man.” He said boldly “I’ve been trying that since last night, and the I’m so dedicated to my husband shit is ridiculous. You aren’t happy. Anyone can see that.”

“And you would make me happy?” You challenged “You with your life, have room for me?” You rolled your eyes put your plate down and tried walking away but Jack stopped you.

“Listen I’ve been thinking about something and want to just see if you’re up for it.” He said still holding onto your arm. “Meet me in my room. You on that fan line?”

You nodded yes.

“Ok, text me your number on that. We have a way of seeing it. I’ll text you when to meet me. And fucking eat your breakfast.” He ordered and with that he took a wedge of toast off your plate shoved it in his mouth and went back to his table.

You took your plate out to the deck and nibbled on your food under a cabana utterly miserable. You texted Jack and within minutes he texted his room number and a link. When you opened the link it was an NDA. You signed it and gulped. It didn’t matter now you had really nothing to loose.

PART 3

You quietly knocked on the door and Jack opened it smiling. He let you pass by him and locked the door causing you to jump. “Calm down. Geezus.” He said “You’re a wreck, you know that? I hate seeing such a wonderful woman like this.” He said concerned. “Hug?”

“I would love one.” You said entering his open arms and resting in them for a moment.

“Hey I want to talk to you. Sit.” He said motioning to the couch.

You both sat in awkward silence for a minute. “Did you eat?” He asked

“Yup.” You said nervously smoothing out your skirt

“You look beautiful” Jack complimented

“Thank you. So do you, uh handsome I mean…” You said embarrassed

“I’ll take beautiful” Jack said with a smile

“Jack what is it?” You asked dying to know what all this was about but it clearly wasn’t about sex.

“I have a proposition for you. Well…and your husband actually.” Jack said rubbing his hands

“Jack we don’t do any kinky couples stuff.” You answered right away

“No it’s nothing like that.” He said trying to set you straight on what he wanted to say. “I want you. One night just you and me. I’ll pay. A lot actually. I have sources that say your husband lost a lot of money last night. I think it’s a win win, but I’ll pay you separately some more money so he can’t take it from you. Any time you need me you jump on a plane and come see me. What do you think?” He sat back to watch your reaction.

After some moments you got up from the couch. “I’m not a whore you pay for.” You said. You knew Jack didn’t think that but you had to put it out there.

“Yeah I know. I want to help you, but I really like you and I know I’m not supposed to which is making me want you more.” He said anxiously “I have never done this either. You know that movie Indecent Proposal? The guys were watching last night when we were winding down and it made me think of you.”

“Jack I….” You hesitated

“Don’t say no. This is all on the up and up. Your husband will consent to everything.” He said

“Who says he’ll agree to this? He’s very jealous.” You said

“He doesn’t even know where you are half the time and you don’t know where he is.” Jack quickly pointed out. “You guys have kids?”

“He has a couple from a previous marriage. We don’t have any together. I want us to be stable before I get pregnant.” You answered sadly

“Well by that time you’ll be onto something better…and bigger.” He said leaning in for a kiss.

You couldn’t deny him and kissed him passionately. His pillowy lips caressing yours as your lips parted. You played with the curls on the back of his neck. “I knew it. You are filled with passion and he doesn’t pay any attention to you.” Jack observed. Tonight, meet me for dinner. Both of you. By the end of the night you leave with me.”

“Oh god Jack, Idk about all this.” You said confused

“You signed an NDA. I could have you right now, but I want you to see by the end of our time together you’ll be signing divorce papers.” He said looking you deeply in your eyes.

“I’ll tell him we’re going to dinner with you tonight. He’ll think we won some contest or something” You said tired of your situation.

“That’s good. That’ll work” he said excitedly. “I can’t wait. I’ll book us something private so we can talk.” He said pulling you in for another kiss.

PART 4

You went for a swim and to soak up some sun. When you got back to the room to clean up for some more activities Brad was gone. Funny, he hadn’t texted or anything, but Jack had.

He texted: “Hey pretty girl. Meet me tonight on deck 3 at the Dolphin Lounge. The reservation is under Brad’s name so paparazzi or fans don’t bug us. Dress up and prepare a small bag of things you’ll need cuz you’re coming with me.”

You texted back: “Jack how do I pack for a night in an evening gown? I can’t take a whole backpack with me or a huge purse!”

Jack texted: “Shit you’re right. What’s your size? I’ll make sure you have everything you need and toothbrushes and stuff for our little sleepover and day together.”

You sent him the info of what bra, panty, and clothes sizes you were.

He texted back: 🫣😉😏😘

You texted back: 🙄

You hadn’t yet asked how much money was “a lot.” But you had got up the nerve to text him: “When you say a lot, what does that mean?”

He texted: “500k” basically what I made a few nights ago.”

You texted: “Excuse me?? You made 500k for 30mins in one night?”

He texted: “Yup”

You texted: “I don’t do super weird stuff and I’m not fucking your friends got it?”

He texted: “I already got you babes. It’s all in the contract we all sign it and we’re Gucci. Ok?”

You texted: “Contract? I just signed one.”

He texted: “Naw that was just for us to hang out. This I had drawn up for you, me, and Brad to sign.”

You texted: “You had an entire contract done up since I last saw you?”

He texted: “Uh huh, btw are you afraid to fly in small planes? Or deep sea dive?”

You texted: “Jack what? I haven’t done either one of those things. WTH are we going to be doing?”

Jack texted: “How are you texting me this much? Where’s Brady-Poo?”

You texted: 🤢 “Don’t call him that! Idk. I got back to the room and he’s gone.”

Jack texted: “Figures” 🙄

You were about to text back when Brad abruptly opened the door. “Hunny! You scared me.” You exclaimed

“Sorry babe I had to sober up. I went for a jog.” He said

You noticed he wasn’t sweaty or dressed for a run. “Probably was at the tables.” You thought but pretended you didn’t notice anything.

Brad had actually dipped out to get you an apology gift for standing you up at Jack’s show and coming in so late drunk. He was going to give it to you later on in the evening.

“What are we doing tonight pumpkin?” He said kissing you on the forehead.

“Well, I have some news.” You said starting to feel tense “We’re having dinner tonight with someone very special.”

“For real? Who?” Brad asked

“Jack Harlow.” You said and watched his reaction

“How the hell did that happen?” Brad said excited and skeptical

“Um well, at the show there was a draw for dinner with him and I won!” You exclaimed

“You never told me before. Seems something like this you’d text right away.” Brad said

“Oh shit he’s smells something is up.” You thought nervously and lying to him felt horrible.

“I confess hunny, I got pretty drunk that night too. The drinks were free and I was upset you weren’t there.” You said

“Hunny about that. I promised you my gambling or drinking wouldn’t be a problem ever again.” Brad said “I feel horrible so I ducked out this morning to get you something.” Brad produced a long box from behind his back. “I was going to give it to you tonight at dinner but seeing as plans have changed for tonight, I want you to have it now.”

You felt a knot in your stomach. “Hunny I…I can’t accept that.” You said tears welling up in your eyes.

“Why babe?” Brad said feeling scared

“I…can we talk?” You said twirling your ring on your finger subconsciously

“Sure baby.” Brad said concerned

You patted the spot next to you at the end of the bed and Brad slowly sat next to you. Some hammer was about to drop and he was anticipating the worst.

“Baby. This whole dinner with Jack…listen there’s something about it you need to know.”

Just then you saw Jack texting you. Three dots started moving. You put your phone away.

“Hunny….” You paused

“Baby what the fuck is going on?” Brad begged

“Jack has a proposition for us.” You said plainly because there was no other way to say it.

“Proposition? Hunny we don’t do weird sex stuff.” Brad said firmly “Wait…did you meet him too?”

“Yes.” You said looking down

“And you were drunk…” Brad said trying to put pieces together “Did you guys…”

“No! Absolutely not!” You exclaimed

“Whew!!” Brad said letting out the breath he was holding in waiting for your answer “so what’s going on?”

“We did get to talking….Apparently I made quite an impression on him and I wasn’t trying to hunny.” You explained. “He asked me to sleep with him and spend a day with him.” There was no other way to say this stuff that felt like you were in a movie and someone else wrote your lines.

“WHAT????” Brad said angrily and got up from the bed. He started pacing and yelling. “Is this what the fuck these rich mother fuckers do? They think people are just something they use like this? Does he know you’re married??”

“Yes of course!” You said defensively

“Wait…did you fucking AGREE to this?” Brad asked incredulously

“I didn’t exactly say no.” You said looking down “He offered us 500,000 dollars. I know we need the money.” There it was out. It was all out. The knot in your stomach was gone.

Brad hadn’t told you how much money he lost at the tables. It was half of everything you had saved for months working double shifts. He felt terrible and thought a necklace would make telling you easier. He sat back down beside you in silence.

“Well it’s not shocking another man found you so beautiful and captivating.” He said “I always knew you were out of my league.” Brad said sullenly

You didn’t know what to say. You leaned on his shoulder feeling a sense of relief at least you didn’t lie to your husband, and he was calming down.

“All I have to do is text Jack the deal is off hunny.” You said as you rubbed his back.

“I have one question.” Brad said hunched over and looking down at the floor “Do you want to sleep with him?”

You weren’t expecting him to ask you that. After a long pause Brad said “It’s ok, he’s your dream guy. I don’t know if I ever was.” He got up and walked out on the balcony looking out into the distance. You looked at the long jewelry box on the bed and opened it. It was a delicate gold chain with a single diamond like you said you always wanted. You started crying and noticed what Jack had texted.

You read the message: “Just emailed you the contracts. Are you still down?”

You looked out at your husband just staring off into the ocean and joined him on the balcony. You hugged him from behind. “I hate that you feel like you have to do this to save us.” He said quietly “It’s all my fault. Just a night and a day and you’re all mine again?”

“Just a night and a day doesn’t change how much I love you. We need this hunny.” You reasoned. Brad pulled away from you.

“We?” He scoffed and walked away. “I’m going to hit the shower and get ready for dinner.”

PART 5

You put on a slinky black dress with satin gloves, black strappy heels, a deep red lip, the necklace Brad bought you and your favourite perfume. When Brad saw you he said nothing about how you looked. “Ready?” He said flatly.

“No. But let’s go.” You said honestly. You took his arm and made your way to the lounge.

Jack was waiting by the entrance to the private dining room and nobody else was with him. He nodded respectfully to Brad and Brad just looked him up and down. It was then Jack realized you had told your husband everything.

“Brad.” Jack said as the door was closed to their private dining room.

“Jack.” Brad said without a hint of chill at all

“Y/n” Jack greeted you with not a hint of flirtation. It may as well have been a business dinner. This made Brad feel a bit better. Like he would be getting his wife back after her fling with Jack and they could move on with their lives.

Brad sat beside you and held your hand under the table. Jack sat on the other side of both of you, every bit the business man with an expensive fountain pen in his breast pocket and a manilla envelope on the table with the contract. The attraction you had for Jack was undeniable. You controlled yourself from making any appearance of taking to him the way you had.

“Brad I…” Jack started saying but Brad cut him off.

“Don’t. I don’t anything from you. Just bring my wife back after 24 hours.” Brad said bluntly.

“Did you get all dressed up to be rude to me?” Jack countered

“Ok guys this isn’t easy for anyone.” You said trying to bring peace. “Brad you’re agreeing to this too remember? Remind why I’m agreeing to it. To help us.” You said

“Well thank you hunny for your sacrifice.” Brad said sarcastically

“Hey easy on her, none of this is her fault at all.” Jack defended “You left the most stunning woman I have ever seen unattended to get drunk and piss money away.” Jack said firmly looking squarely at Brad. Jack stood at 6”3, with security and an entourage close by so Brad knew he better calm down. “Shall we do dinner?” Jack said more pleasantly

“I’m starving.” You said “Had a great swim today” You said trying to change the subject

“Not much of a swimmer, but I play soccer every week and basketball when I can.” Jack said with a smile

Brad didn’t attempt to contribute to the conversation. You felt that old anger towards him bubbling up and didn’t make an effort to include him.

Dinner was fabulous and you and Jack quipped in front of Brad and got to know each other a bit better. After some dessert and drinks Jack pulled out his pen. “Ok let’s get to why we’re here.” He said. “I sent you the contact did you look at it?” You both nodded yes. “Any questions?” You and Brad nodded no. “Ok let’s sign and me and y/n will be on our way Brad.”

Brad signed stone cold as if he was signing a cell phone contract. He didn’t bother to look at you or Jack and got up to leave. He glanced at your necklace and left the room without saying goodbye. You laid the pen down in silence. Jack could tell you were shaking as you signed. He had plans to make you as comfortable as possible. “Hey, you ok?” He said gently. You nodded yes. “Let’s get going. We’re just heading back to my suite. I won’t hurt you. At any time you can say you’re not doing this and we tear this piece of paper in two”

PART 6

You were silent on the way to Jack’s suite. You both walked with his security guard behind you and it actually made you feel so safe. Jack made you feel safe. Something Brad didn’t. You had to be the adult with Brad because of his addictions and it was so exhausting.

Jack’s suite was beautiful. He had prepared for you coming. There was a bottle of wine chilling and a huge bouquet of roses on the baby grand piano with a card that said. “To the night of your life”. You slipped off your heels and sank into the comfy sofa in front of the fireplace.

“A fireplace in summer.” You giggled. Jack was taking you all in. He watched as you looked around and could tell you had never seen a suite like that before. He poured you a glass of champagne and motioned to you to meet him where he was standing. He now had taken off his tie and had the few top buttons of his shirt undone.

“Let’s go to the bedroom.” He said smoothly and took your hand.

The room was dimly lit and there were rose petals on the king sized bed, candles lit, and boxes stacked high in a corner of clothes and shoes for you to wear. A a french lace neglige was put out for you on the bed and Sade was playing.

“Why don’t you slip this on.” Jack said picking up the neglige and holding it up to your frame.

“Getting right to business I see.” You said as you put your glass down.

“I only have so much time with you before I have to give you back…IF I give you back.” Jack said drawing you close for a kiss.

“I’ll go freshen up and try this on.” You said with a smile.

When you entered the bedroom Jack was sitting up in bed under the covers on his phone. His broad shoulders, smooth alabaster skin, and muscular bare chest and arms was enough to drive you wild, but you kept in control of yourself.

Truth be told you felt more of a connection with Jack these past few days than you had with Brad in the last few years. Something about Jack just felt like home. You cautioned yourself on falling for him, but it was soon becoming a lost cause.

You cleared your throat and he looked up from his phone, his mouth hanging open. “Ah fuck Brad.” He said as he tossed his phone aside. “Come.” He said and you snuggled up to him.

“Was that him on the phone?” You asked.

“Yeah. He just sent me some fucking long shit about how you and him been through hell and back and one night’s not going to change anything.” Jack said mocking how Brad would have talked. “Regret giving him my number but I wanted him to feel ok about things.”

“I’m sorry. He’s probably drunk and getting a bit irrational.” You said

“Hey. I’m so sorry you’ve had to deal with that.” Jack said looking into your eyes and petting your hair lovingly. “You know I’ve been all over the world and it’s so hard to find someone like you. Someone that can get through the tough shit without bailing.” He said. He clearly had a lot on his mind.

“You know what Jack? There’s no pressure. We can just stay like this.” You said softly trailing your finger through his chest hair.

“No I’m so sorry. Come, come lay on top of me I want to feel you.” He said

You obeyed and he just caressed you all over as you kissed and melted into the deep grey/blue abyss of his eyes. He was far more gentle and romantic than you imagined from his song lyrics. You felt him rising and he wriggled off his shorts. He fondled your nipples through your lingerie and you let out a soft moan. You could feel your space aching anticipating receiving all of him in. He took your panties off under the sheets and took hold of his manhood ready for inside you. He tempted your space with a few nudges of the head of his long shaft.

“Gottdamn baby girl. You are very ready.” He breathed and slowly opened up your space. You closed your eyes and held onto him like he would slip away. You started moving your hips in time with his and the synergy you felt was electric. “Ride me” he ordered “Give me everything”

You adjusted and sat on top of him moving up and down as your breasts danced and you threw your head back. “Oh god Jack!” You exclaimed.

“Fuck you feel so good.” He cried as he grabbed one of your breasts and cupped your ass to feel you grind on him even more. He wanted it harder and forced your ass back and forth grabbing you by the hips. His dick rubbed and hit your g-spot in just the right way.

“Uggh! Fuck!” You shouted. You let your whole self go. You felt freer than you ever have. Sweat dripped down between your breasts as you dismounted after gushing. Jack flipped you over and you felt him push gently into your fleshy walls so sensitive after exploding.

“So wet geezus” he heaved as he thrusted aggressively now causing you to bury your face into a pillow and scream. Jack slowed down pulling out, and putting it back in driving you crazy.

“Fuck me Jack. Fuck me so hard.” You begged. The pain was the greatest pleasure you had ever felt.

He obliged by ramming into you so deeply with so much force that you screamed his name and started to cry. He didn’t stop. You didn’t want him too. He was taking you to the outer edges of what you could handle and you craved it. “On your back” he directed with a hard smack of your ass.

“Oooh!” You cried out from the sting as you flipped over.

“Don’t look away. Focus on me.” He said as he pushed your legs back and angled himself to pump up and down like he was doing army pushups. You started to close your eyes and he ordered you to stay focused on him. Then he just held himself there slowly letting more of his body weight force himself into you as he looked into your soul. You shared one breath for a couple minutes as he gently rocked back and forth wanting to stay inside of you forever. His curls were wet and hanging down.

“Fuck I’m cumming.” He announced pulling out and motioning for you to wrap your mouth around him. You did as he wanted and felt him pulsating, his sweet hot cum hitting the back of your throat. You drank every drop and Jack caressed your head as he held it in place until he gasped and pulled away from the warmth of your mouth. Catching your breath you wiped your lips from his essence and fell back onto the bed.

He rested his head on your chest as you both tried to speak. “I…I can’t give you back.” Jack said between breaths as if he’d just come from a vigorous jog. He put an arm around you and hitched his leg up engulfing you with his long frame.

“Jack…please…please let’s not think about..” You said and Jack finished your sentence

“Brad?” Jack said “How can I not?” He got up to go to the bathroom. You admired his lean lengthy body and tight behind. He came back with a towel for you and started wiping all of his sweat off of you. “You’re mine now do you understand?” You didn’t know what to say. What could you say. You wanted desperately to really be his.

PART 7

“Wake up beautiful.” Jack said as he drew back the floor to ceiling curtains. You shielded your eyes from the sun beaming in. “Gotta get going if we’re going to make our flight.” He said bending down to kiss you. “Get up and go through these boxes. See what you want to wear.” Some muffins, fruit, and tea were waiting for you to nibble on as you packed a bag. Jack was already showered and ready to go.

“Why didn’t you wake me earlier?” You said groggily

“I know how stressed out you’ve been and wanted you to get enough rest.” He said as he put on his watch and made sure he had what items he needed to bring.

“Where are we going?” You asked him through a big yawn.

“A small private island.” He said off-handedly “Just for the day. Pack your bathing suit and flip flops.” He said. His phone was ringing off the hook as he buzzed around the suite preparing for the day and having last-minute conversations. You watched him in awe as you ate a muffin and sipped some coffee. Trying to wake up.

After a quick shower you and Jack ran out onto the noisy helipad and ducked under the blades of the helicopter to climb the small staircase to get inside. The view was stunning as you flew over several tiny islands and turquoise water. Jack held your hand the entire time grinning from ear to ear. You took a selfie and sent it to Urban who texted back “cute”

You had a flowing sundress over your bathing suit and looked every bit the fresh faced island girl with no makeup on. “My baby she a natural.” Jack rapped to you and you laughed.

“You really want to leave me?” He asked you as he held you on the beach of the intimacy island.

“Never.” Is all you said back

“Wow. I thought you were so committed.” Jack said in surprise

“I have taken a lot Jack. Let’s just say that.” You said and he didn’t say anymore. He wasn’t what you thought. He was so different from that smooth guy with all the right answers that first time you met. He was light hearted, goofy, and so much fun. You hadn’t laughed this much in a very long time. The ocean was warm and you went snorkelling bringing back a sea shell for a souvenir. A picnic lunch on the beach was all set up when you got out of the water.

“Y/n” Jack said with his mouth full as he inhaled a sandwich “Why dafuq does swimming make you so fucking hungry??”

“I don’t fucking know!” You giggled as you devoured your sandwich in an extremely unladylike way. You shared a kiss and set out to head back to the helicopter.

As you flew back Jack rested his curly head on your shoulder and dozed off. You nudged him awake as you landed. It was turning into evening now. Your time together was almost over. You were both silent back in Jack’s suite as reality hit both of you. Jack felt the loss of you so much his chest felt tight. “Well.” Be said looking up at you as his head was in your lap “I can’t let you go.” You bent down and kissed him. Your tongues locking. You couldn’t bear you would never taste him again in just a few more hours. The contract expired at midnight and he had a club appearance to make. You started to tear up. It seemed he had been wiping your tears since the moment you met. “What do you want y/n” Jack asked you.

“I want you. I want this. But I know your life isn’t a cruise in the Caribbean. It’s real. It’s hectic.” You said “You’ll forget all about me soon.”

“Are you kidding me?” He said sitting up now. “Don’t ever say that. I’ll protect you if you want to stay with me.” Jack said. “Has he ever hit you?”

You squirmed a little. “No but just kinda gets a bit rough if he drinks too much is all.” You reasoned twirling your ring.

“Take that fucking ring off.” Jack said holding out his hand for you to give it to him.

“Jack, what? Why?” You said in shock

“Stop making excuses for him.” He said angrily “Take it off.”

You removed your ring and handed it over to this man you just met. This man who saw into your soul like nobody ever could. Your head was swimming in confusion.

“Tonight stay here. I’ll go for your things.” He said. “Can you come to Louisville with me and be with me there after the boat docks in Miami in a couple days? He asked. He knew Brad had hit you before by the way you shifted when he asked the question and the thought of that made him beyond determined to keep you safe.

“Are you sure?” You asked in disbelief. Was all this really happening? You tried to leave Brad before but felt guilty and kept going back. After so many years you didn’t know anything else.

“I’m calling him right now.” Jack said

“Jack no!” You said trying to stop him.

“Y/n please sit down and calm down.” Jack said firmly. He had a way of talking that made you listen.

“Yo Brad, listen buddy I’m sending my bodyguard to get the rest of y/n’s shit.” Jack declared to Brad.

“Oh the fuck you are!” He slurred. He was so depressed he didn’t go to the tables. He was broke anyway. He just sat in his room and drank for a couple days. He tried picking up girls at the bar but they just walked away as he stank of alcohol. “Put y/n on the god damn phone! She’s getting it when I get a hold of her.”

Jack was so angry he had to pause and contain himself. His fist was in a ball. “As I said, he’ll be by soon. Have her stuff ready or it won’t end well.”

“I still get the money right?” Brad asked

You winced in pain as you heard him through the phone. You turned away and went outside for some air. He didn’t care about you more than money, drinking, and gambling. It was the gut punch you needed.

“Yeah. He’ll have the money, and you don’t contact y/n again.” Jack said. His heart hurt for you. You felt him come behind you and cradle you in his arms. He just kissed you repeatedly on your head. He couldn’t even imagine what you’d been through. “Baby I’m so sorry.” He said. “You’re safe now ok?”

You melted into a puddle of tears. You had fell out of love with Brad years ago, but you kept denying it. You always thought he loved you and that’s why you stayed with him. To hear him just toss you away was all the closure you needed.

“Jack?” You said “Is Kentucky nice?”

“Yeah baby it’s real nice. You’ll love it.” He said reassuringly.

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