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Green Moon 🌙💚 (Japan memories) - Painting - Part 2
"Traders dread the Green Moon, when ghost bunnies haunt the streets and invade shops looking for bananas to feed their master Gozil-Lapin."
Painting done between works, playing more with texture this time ! Also trying new mood 💚 I learned a lot with this one !
Better resolution on my Artstation ⬇️ https://www.artstation.com/artwork/Nyqr9b
PS: Lapin means rabbit / bunny in French 🐰
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Windrunner17: In Bands of Mourning, after Edwarn has admitted that he is trying to distract Wax from pursuing the Set, he mentions offhandedly that Wax should still look into the man that the Nightstreet gang killed on the train to New Seran, and that Wax would be “impressed.” Who is this man? And why did Edwarn say this?
Brandon Sanderson: RAFO.
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"a request for zhào talisen 781 with "Maybe making out for a few minutes would help us figure things out." 🥺 gn reader x" - anon
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ earth 781 talisen
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍮 ꒱ snake monster x reader, aetheer x reader, x reader, grim reaper x reader, reaper x reader ⊹ ۪ ࣪
"Maybe making out for a few minutes would help us figure things out." You whisper to the reaper in front of you quietly, trying to get him to look at you by gently placing your hand on his cheek.
Talisen sighs, the smallest hints of frustration leaving the huff that ripples out of his chest. All while a hand moves up to brush dark, raven black tressers out of his face, leaving his maroon eyes clear in sight.
The slight knit of his eyebrows tells you everything, consideration, turmoil — a simple attempt to cool down and make sure you don’t feel unsafe or uncomfortable.
He wasn’t even mad at you, it had everything to do with a mission he had been trying to figure out for the past week or two. A dread running wild in the nightstreets of Elritea, and he still had not found it, despite being the one assigned to it for the sole purpose that he was usually the one who scouted them out quickest in the order.
You had wanted to help him, and as a result he had grown a little heated, because he felt conflicted. He didn’t even know to tell you where to start or where to end, everything had become such a mess inside of his mind.
“That. . . hhrrrrugh”
“Take a moment gēge, breathe, properly, this time.”
Your words send him into another serious of huffs, before he inhales in deep and exhales after a moment of keeping his breath in, and slowly but surely, the tension that had weighed heavy on his shoulders began dissipating.
Softly, gently, a hand moves behind the back of your head and pulls you close with the other that snaked itself around your waist without you noticing.
Truly, acting like a snake that stealthily wraps around you. Nothing is felt until he pushes you against him and squeezes you tight, while his lips roam yours.
It’s funny, you never really get used to when Talisen pulls you in to kiss you breathless without warning, and that is meant in the best way possible.
His cold lips press against yours, allow small puffs of air to pass onto yours, sometimes breaking the kiss to give you a moment of breath before moving them back onto yours and passionately, lovingly making out with you.
You feel his cold tongue at your bottom lip give a few licks, and you part your lips without any thought, allowing his long tongue to press flush against yours and swirl with it. All so that he can taste you better and deepen the kiss. Feel you.
It takes a bit before he parts completely, panting heavily after finishing you up.
His maroon eyes stare at you halflidded, feathery eyelashes brushing against yours as he leans his forehead against yours and presses another quick kiss against your lips, smiling in relief.
A small giggle rumbles in your tummy and slithers up to your throat, vibrating out from your lips as you squeeze his hands and press your body flush up against his.
“So?” You mutter, smiling at him softly.
“Already feeling, much, much, more refreshed. And. . . My mind finally has some ideas where that dread might be, death, my dear, you are a genius.” He chuckles.
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