#Under the cut !

[konako]

a stolen moment

with an audience ⬇

#valcarol #marval #carol x valkyrie #kindly decide on a ship name please #captain marvel #kamala khan #under the cut #the marvels #carol danvers #fanart #mcu

[inklessletter]

This was never our story. These scars shouldn't even be ours. Yet here I stand, proud and forgotten.

🤍🤍🤍

Eddie's scars Steve's scars

[Bloody versions Rated Mature under the cut. Blood CW]

I remember, every night, what dying feels like. Even if you don't.

Eddie's bloody scars Steve's bloody scars

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[some-swan]

Fresh creating a new fit whenever he possesses a new host

Disclaimer: I did use a sim as a base in that last panel and am not claiming otherwise.

Fresh: There ya are, Dawg! Fun chase, didn't play tag in a bit... Welp. YOU'RE IT.

Skeletons.

Don't ask me why Fresh is so buff. He keeps going excersizing when no one asked him to.

#I'm so sorry about that bonus video #I had to make it #I was laughing at it too much not to #freshgrease #under the cut #utmv #fresh sans #the sims 4

[industrations]

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Yes, but again please credit me in your bio!

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Not at the moment! Unfortunately, I don't have any time for them. I might do requests on occasion, but you'll know if I do.

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Procreate

standard Procreate brushes edited by myself to my liking

✧Can I use your art for AI?

Big giant no. Immediately no. Do NOT put my art in any AI generated machines. Also do not put my art in a bind that has AI on any of the pages.

#q&a #links #under the cut

[birdmitosis]

I've mentioned it before, but Voice of the Cold fascinates me and I really keep wanting to pick at his character until I figure him out better, so this is my attempt to do that. (Pretty long essay under the cut!)

There are a few things about Cold's character that really stand out to me, and it's because he's very much a contradictory person. This isn't true of all the Voices; some of them are them all the way through, though there are some others who break out of what you'd expect from them (Contrarian and Paranoid being the most obvious examples, but also Hero, Smitten, and Skeptic IMO). Cold, though. All the way through, he is consistent, but what he is is consistently… odd. "Stop feeling anything" is basically his motto, and honestly a lot of his dialogue circles that concept. He makes it clear that he thinks the best thing, the only logical thing to do in fact, is to just stop feeling what their physical body feels and to stop feeling emotion while they're at it. The former, at least, he does seem 100% on top of, not at all bothered by anything physical that ever happens while he's present -- whether it's having their heart ripped out, their ankle snapped and twisted, or being drowned or burned to death. But even with physical sensation, there's something odd about Cold. For someone who's like "stop feeling what it feels" about the body, Cold's response to The Grey trying to kill them is consistent across both chapters, no matter you choices to get there or your choices while there:

(IMO, Cold sounds noticeably more interested in response to The Drowned Grey; I personally think this might be explained by the fact that he at least theoretically understands what the process of burning to death should feel like, as he explains to the others that the pain will stop when they don't have nerves anymore, but he has no equivalent words of wisdom about the drowning experience.) Following on from this is the way Cold responds to The Razor, where he gets a tone that is… not unique but rare for him:

These are, as near as I can tell, the three times in the game when Cold registers interest in the sensations of having a physical form. They're in response to immensely unpleasant sensations, or at least what Cold imagines to be such, and it seems like the less he can imagine it, the more intrigued he is: He sort of knows about what the body goes through when burning to death, he seems unfamiliar with what it would feel like when drowning but could probably imagine it at least a little, and the Razor just fucking exploding due to blades twisting from under her skin and erupting out until the only thing left of her is her heart is something that a human being (or rather a bird person) could not ever actually experience themself and could probably barely even imagine. So he can tune into what his body is feeling, or he would like to be able to at least in certain circumstances. (Negative ones! Cold please!!) So let's veer away from physical sensation into feeling emotion. Because Cold is imo fascinating in this respect. Cold is a complete contradiction when it comes to emotional shit. It is wild and I absolutely love it actually? He says he doesn't feel emotions and repeatedly advises that the best thing is to stop feeling emotions, particularly in The Moment of Clarity but also in The Grey chapters.

(I'll return to that last screenshot later���) He's not emotionless, though. He has an understated emotional effect, might not feel emotions as strongly naturally as others, and he's very good at letting go of something when, for example, a preference he states doesn't happen or an action he tries to take doesn't work, but… Remember how I said above that the tone he gets in response to The Razor is "not unique but rare for him"? Well, the other time he does it, I first interpreted as being about him anticipating violence. But I don't think that's quite it. I think that of two major times he gets that tone of voice, one is in response to imagining a physical sensation, but the other is in response to the threat/promise of an emotional one:

This clip is a bit longer than the others (like 30 seconds instead of 5-10 seconds), but you can see what I mean, right? When Smitten is just threatening violence or killing them again, Cold is completely blasé about it in his usual way; it's the "I'll make you feel what I feel if it's the last thing I do" part that seems to make Cold suddenly get… intense. (Which is an emotion in and of itself, or at least is inherently a, well, an intensifier of an emotion, so like. Again, Cold please.) But while that's the most obvious, notable moment, there are a lot of moments where it's obvious that Cold… does feel things, if again in an understated way.

(Thank you so much to @butwhosgonnafindhim for the last two screenshots, from this amazing post which shows even more interesting context!) There are also so many times he talks (quite negatively!) about some things being boring, implying that he does feel boredom, and/or something that isn't boredom when there's a new experience:

…And also too many times for me to share screenshots where he's just not letting comments from the other characters pass unremarked-on, needling them if not outright goading them, totally unnecessarily; this is most obvious in The Burned Grey chapter with The Smitten, but also with both Paranoid and Cheated if you choose to jump into the abyss with The Wraith. The thing is, Cold is also inconsistent when it comes to the other characters in a way that really interests me. He needles them, talks about not listening to them (though I want to revisit this in a minute), if you choose to reassure the Voices in front of the mirror if he's there, he even says "You don't have to comfort them." (Sorry I can't find a screenshot of this, I've been looking for ages!) But over and over again in various routes, he also repeatedly tries to advise the characters on how not to be broken down by physical or emotional pain:

(I also noted in another post that in The Wraith route he straight-up says, as shown above, "let's throw the Narrator into a place that never ends and see what that does to him" but then if Paranoid is the other Voice with them and they go with Paranoid's plan to toss yourself into the abyss, when Paranoid gets elated that it worked Cold just has to chime in with a comment basically implying it's silly to prefer this outcome over any other:

Which I like in and of itself but he also does stuff like this kind of a lot as you can see.) (And also thank you for these screenshots, @phospolipid-bilayer!) (And can I also just make a small aside that there are fascinating implications in the phrasing of "if you can tolerate joy"?) I want to wrap this up before it goes on too much longer, but there are three last things I want to cover quickly that I think are other fascinating facets of his character. First, very quickly, I would like to note that Cold is both espousing an absolutely useful way of dealing with horrific situations if you can actually manage it, but is also advising it far beyond the point where it's useful and the usefulness of his approach is limited even in the very specific circumstances that the Protagonist and the Voices are in.

It's not just Hunted and Contrarian making some vague note about a shared experience you can't remember, though; consistently, Cold underestimates threats and is as likely to suggest a course of action that will get you killed as one that won't. Try to kill The Spectre, let The Spectre possess you and let her leave, let The Spectre possess you and stab yourself, just let The Wraith possess you and see what happens… half of those end in death, and in The Razor and The Grey chapters, his advice in the end boils down to "we're going to die, just accept it." While his lack of feeling can be of great use to push through situations, it's not so helpful when he isn't placing any value on survival at all, and that's only not a disastrous trait for him to have because everyone's trapped in a place where death doesn't stick. And now let's look back at The Moment of Clarity. All the Voices in The Moment of Clarity are shattered. This is obvious all throughout the chapter, where they're confused and have for the most part given up; they've been broken down and while they certainly aren't numb the way Cold talks about, they've been numbed and worn down in a lot of ways. It's most obvious in the mirror scene at the end of the chapter, how none of them are afraid anymore of what feels to them like the end in a very final way. But Cold doesn't seem very different, not through the chapter and not in front of the mirror. Right? He's never bothered by the mirror (IIRC he's the only one!) and he's always talking about how the other Voices need to stop feeling. But I think he is, actually. I think he broke too, and I think Cold breaking takes the form of him actually shutting out the other Voices. His trauma response in The Moment of Clarity is the most subtle, but I think it proves that he usually does care -- in The Moment of Clarity, by the time you come back to yourself and everyone is there (and has been there many, many, many times already), he just can't anymore.

Nowhere else in the game is he quite like this. In front of the mirror every other time, he either tells the Protagonist that they don't need to reassure the other Voices, or if the Protagonist decides to tell the Voices it's the end for them he tells the Protag that he wouldn't have told them Voices that/would have kept that to himself. When the mirror is actually approached, where the other Voices usually have some fearful dialogue, I'm pretty sure Cold is always silent. This lack of care, this level of coldness, is actually unusual for him, and is specifically associated with the one chapter where all the Voices have been traumatized and broken down. And I think that actually says a lot about him. (And that line about thinking he was special is also unique, only coming up if you don't do anything and let the world unravel in The Moment of Clarity chapter... I'm not sure what to make of that one, though.) Finally... just... what?

(I said we'd return to that screenshot! 🥳) But you all see what I'm getting at here, right? The former makes the most immediate sense, at least to me. The Voices are shards of the Long Quiet, and I theorize that they're sort of the equivalent of how the Princess changes completely; the Long Quiet can't change the way the Shifting Mound can, but has a part of her in them, so when her perception of them starts to change them a piece just breaks off instead. Whatever is happening, though, the Voices sprang into being the way they are, defined by their descriptions. It makes sense, then, that Cold has always been the way that he is; he comes into being in a very specific way and with a very specific identity and personality. But the latter... That has some potentially interesting implications. It's the "trust me" at the end; it makes it sound like he has experience with this, doesn't it? So is he simply talking about what the Protagonist went through when he was created, implying that this is how he was created (or how he sees it)? Or is he acknowledging that he is in fact trying to stop his own feelings, because he wants to, because there's something about them that makes him want them to stop? That would potentially work with the rest of this analysis, with Cold's inconsistencies and subtle shows of emotion (and, uh, occasional less subtle ones). Including him talking about "tolerating joy." (And even The Wraith's choice of words: "you think you are numb" but "you are hopeless and paranoid.") TL;DR... There's a lot to this particular Voice, and hopefully actually writing all this out will quiet my brain down some!

#warning for gory drawings under the cut #slay the princess #slay the princess spoilers #under the cut #voice of the cold #the voices #the moment of clarity #image heavy post #video heavy post too actually #Youtube

[creepycoffins]

edgy ⚡

#i know i know i JUST drew legato this week but thats the problem hes wormed his way into my fucked up lil mind and now he wont leave #legato bluesummers #trigun #my art #eyestrain #based on his 98 design :] #under the cut

[elderwisp]

christmas party at the pub

☆ happy holidays everyone <3

#this is how ares decides to spend his roll of film on #also this is many moons into the future LOL but i wanted to see them all together #tagging this is gonna be a nightmare #gif warning #under the cut #oc: icarus #oc: kai #oc: gabriel #oc: atlas #oc: taryn #oc: frances #oc: theo #oc: dan #oc: ares #oc: syx #oc: gum #c: alexander goth #ts4 #simblr #sims 4 #my sims #ts4 edit

[thebirdarts]

🌹 Elena & Dance Fever 🌹

Because I've been listing to Florence + the Machine non stop and they have amazing album covers 🌹

Roses<3 so red and green are her colours, and roses her flowers, but i swapped the night sky and moon for daylight and a sun, to reflect Elenas aspirations & her more joy seeking attitude- and similar with the plants, still roses, but now dethorned and protecting her as well as reaching out and for the skys.

#thebirdarts #gold & silver #María Elena #a lil bit of reasons for the alterations #under the cut #holy shit im so happy with this #its really hitting home just how much i have improved #Elena<33333333333333333333 #shes so sun coded [bringer of life & light] #and do i even have to talk about plants and growth... #i like this much more as my first proper finished piece of her #not because my wips were bad or something #but this just feels like the best of her<3 #gahhhhh HER!!!!!!!

[mycotecture]

dressup

where he was going

#mypost #myart #h*r #homestar runner #strong bad #strong sad #strongstar #under the cut

[nyaifyz]

"The Beast Within You, Bleeds For The Shadows Of The Absolute, And You Shall Stay Silent."

Stylized creatur Doll!

alt vers and doodles of other the characters I tagged under the cut!

^this was suppose to have a quote of

N: Love yourself! Cyn: K!ll yourself

i might redraw that with the quote later but drone vers

#nyaifyz art #murder drones #murder drones doll #under the cut #murder drones n #murder drones lizzy #murder drones v #murder drones uzi #murder drones j #murder drones cyn

[nepotisim]

#the sims 4 #oc: jada takeo #ts4 #the back tattoo is my favorite part #under the cut #sims render

[inklessletter]

The bloody angel.

❤️

The clean version here.

Again, thank you SO MUCH for trusting the process.

Steve's breath is barely a whisper when he confesses to Eddie that he's not scared of death. Eddie knows Steve should be, he's been facing death far too long for a man his age. He locks his fingers together when Eddie whispers back that he is sorry he had to learn to forget that fear.

Steve whispers again that everytime he thought he was going to die, it was saving someone he loved. He values his life, yes. He values his heart more. His heart, a personal home for everyone in it, that he had to build himself, heartbreak after heartbreak. Dying defending his homeland was something he wasn't afraid of. He could never be.

Eddie shows his fascination by keeping his silence.

"And I would do it again, everytime," Steve says, kissing Eddie's hand.

Eddie then could see the deep negative space inside Steve that could only be appreciated when he looked into his eyes for far too long.

A soulless void.

A man in love with death.

#inklessletter #trust the process #blood cw #under the cut #suicide thoughts cw #steddie #steve harrington #steve fanart #stranger things fanart #art #digital art #artists on tumblr #black and white #and red #I am in love with the idea of this man #In every version of it

[taydaq]

romox teaser: 🥴

@usosthetics, @harmshake, @romoxsquad, @moxleys-tits, @cookiethewriter, @ambreiqns, @shanie-the-komania-toyaddict, @chatterskull, @jobikinn, @jackforshort, @catboymansion (let me know if you don't want to be tagged- I forgot to tag others in my last one).

#romox #ambreigns #roman reigns x jon moxley #mox really needs to put the tribal chief in his place #my god #also #roman's titties- excuse me #LOL #my art #teaser #under the cut

[mayasaura]

Harrow the Ninth has already used "...something after death, the undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveller returns," and "To die, to sleep—to sleep, perchance to dream!" But I think Hamlet has more ambiance to give

So just off the cuff, a few lines from Hamlet that go hard enough to be used in The Locked Tomb:

It is a consummation devoutly to be wished (Act 3, Scene 1, 71-72)

I will wear him In my heart’s core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee (Act 3, Scene 2, 77-79)

Sweets to the sweet, farewell! (Act 5, Scene 1, 254)

Goodnight, sweet prince. (Act 5, Scene 2, 396)

"It is a consummation devoutly to be wished,"

Part of Hamlet's most famous soliloquy, the consummation he means here is death. I've already referenced this line more than once in meta about Paul, because depending on the context, consummation can mean "termination, a final ending," or "the state of being completed/perfected," or "sexual intercourse in the context of finalising a marriage." It seems like a reference tailor-made for the Eightfold Word, and the fine line it walks between consummation and consumption.

"I will wear him In my heart’s core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee"

This line is said by Hamlet to Horatio, but really the context doesn't matter on this one. I just think "heart's core" and "in my heart of heart" (or your/her heart of heart) have potential.

"Sweets to the sweet, farewell!"

Gertrude says this while scattering flowers over Ophelia's grave, but honestly? I'm seeing this being lifted as a cheeky line for Ianthe to say to Harrow, perhaps throwing a gift to her while making a strategic retreat. It sounds like Ianthe's style of flirting. But I could also see Dulcinea or Augustine saying it, in other contexts.

"Goodnight, sweet prince."

Kiriona. Duh. As Horatio's final goodbye to Hamlet, this would have to be used in either a very serious or very tongue in cheek context.

#I don't necessarily mean I think these will/should be referenced in the text of alecto itself #they also have huge potential for fanfic! and feel free to use them #also feel free to add your own if you have more favourite lines from the bard's most famous tragedy #the locked tomb #harrow the ninth #nona the ninth #ntn spoilers #under the cut

[ikemenomegas]

I figure I should send something in for your 200 follower thing but I have no brain cells so just give me slut shit with Akutagawa. Consider it a free space, write whatever slut shit you want for him. 🖤

Babyyyyyy, the baby boy 🤩 Ryu (that's short for Ryunosuke 😉) Aku! Angry little spicy baby!!!!

This whole event has truly been an exercise in going "i think i know what that means .... do i know what that means [insert frantic typing]" So I really need you to know the ideas here came from an article titled "30 ‘Slutty’ Things Every Woman Should Do Before Hitting 30".

8. Join Tinder. And actually meet up with someone from Tinder for a meaningless fling.

Given that Ryunosuke is one of the more wanted men in the city, you know this is going to have to be quick.

"Why are we doing this again?" your mate asks you, even while he dutifully fills out the profile questions, tilting his phone so you can help him choose pictures.

"I'm curious," you reply.

"About what?" he sighed as the loading bar slowly crawled across the screen.

"If you'll see what I see. And what you see."

He growled faintly but you just rubbed your cheek against his shoulder.

"Do you want me to choose Alphas or--"

"Everyone. This is an experiment, Ryu, one mustn't show bias."

"It's Gokon," he said, skeptical. And yes, the speed-dating style app was a bit of a silly thing, but you wanted to see him try it. You wanted to see how many people he matched him. You wanted him to see it. And maybe you were being a little silly and trying to see exactly what kind of people he chose.

It's not as though you were worried about Ryunosuke leaving, there was just a part of you that was curious what he would pick out of a lineup. You were a given choice, but the others were a complete mystery.

You watched him swipe left and right, filling up the "room" he had been assigned. There seemed occasional similarities of features, but some choices were complete wildcards to you.

He alternately scowled and flushed as he replied to the chats, the timer in the corner of the screen ticking down until they each fell away into a little icon in the opposite corner. He sometimes asked for your help, and because you could never completely abandon the love of your life, even to a scheme of your own devising, you'd offer ideas for replies or flirtatious lines to send back, whispering them in his ear or murmuring them against his jaw just to feel him shiver.

When the time was up, the slightly stunned look on his face at the sheer number of matches offering themselves to him made you near giddy.

He couldn't see the wicked grin on your face, which was just as well when you leaned over his shoulder and asked, "Now which one would you pick for a threesome?"

Ryunosuke startled, the high arc of his cheekbones burning red. Before he could answer, the screen fizzled black.

You sighed, "Too bad." Looked like the local authorities had caught onto his profile being present in the app.

With expert efficiency, your mate broke the phone open and plucked out the chips inside, which Rashomon ate with a satisfied little grumble.

"I don't understand you sometimes," Ryunosuke said.

"You never had a fling before," you tell him, as you left the back room of the restaurant you had taken temporary refuge in. "And sometimes I don't think you know how wonderful you are."

He rolled his eyes. "I don't worry about it. I have you."

"But that's just it. You've only ever had me. I don't want you to miss out of things just because I'm here."

A hot biting note rose to the top of his scent.

The next thing you knew, you were being yanked around the corner by your wrist.

"Do you miss out on things?"

You blinked at him. "Of course not. Even if you got tired of me, I don't think I could ever fall in love with someone else. You're it for me."

Ryunosuke cleared his throat of a little cough, looking flustered.

You stepped close to his chest, into his space so your scents twined together. "Are you sure you don't want to try it? Take some pretty thing out for a walk, let them push you up against the wall. Depending on how far you want to take it, I could come and rescue you. You look very cute when you need to be rescued."

Ryu looked a bit like he wanted his coat to swallow him, a bit like he had a fever. He tried to clear his throat again and it came out as a strangled little squeak. His hands were so pliant in yours when you pressed your fingers in the spaces between his.

You pulled him further into the shadows, tucking close together to conceal his distinctive silhouette as footsteps clattered by the mouth of the alley, but passed with barely a pause or further investigation.

You mouth was right by his ear when you whispered, "Either way, just let me know."

You knew you probably wouldn't receive an answer for some time but you snickered at his discomposed little growl.

3. Give a blowjob when you shouldn’t.

I think Akutagawa would both do this and let it be done. He can be taught to lay aside shame, and it in fact would be very good for him. All of his mentors so far have controlled him in some way by shaming him for not behaving in the inhuman ways they instruct him in. If you can get him to let go of that, he would do the most unhinged slut shit including:

"You need to be on the top of the Ueno Exchange on the third," Dazai's melodious voice gave instructions on the other end of the line.

You sank deeper in your chair, untroubled, spreading your legs wider and twisting back and forth.

Between your knees, Ryunosuke whined, pleading silently for you to stay still. You caressed his face, carding through his feathery hair, praise and apology at once.

In his eyes was a faint remnant of that hungry need you had first seen years before, eyes fixed on where the voice that had once dictated his world emanated from. Far more present was the glassy haze of desperate arousal, matching the sheen of saliva around his mouth, which was around you. Still, you nudged the settings on the vibrator inside of him one level higher.

A muffled, aching sound was pressed in the crease of your thigh as your mate leaned forward, his fingers gripping the floor.

"What was that?"

"Just penciling it in." Which was a straight up lie because you knew better than to write plans like this down, but with the Demon Prodigy it was never unwise to lay a few false threads, just in case.

"One more thing."

"Hm?" You wrapped your hand around the back of your mate's head and pulled him further onto you, slowly, giving him time to tap you on the ankle to tell you stop if he needed to. He didn't.

"Bring Akutagawa," Dazai added.

You let silence stretch between you two, even though you suspected Ryunosuke's old mentor was immune to the discomfort of such things.

"Why?"

"You might need a guard," came the unconcerned reply, "and he's always been such a good dog."

The pressure of Ryunosuke's mouth became more insistent and you carefully swallowed down a hungry sigh.

"He's not a dog," you said clearly, and then you hung up.

There were tears in Ryunosuke's eyes. You didn't know whether that was because you were hitting the back of his throat or the exchange.

You held out the remote control. Your mate just closed his eyes, the tears falling free down his cheeks.

"You're so beautiful," you breathed wonderingly, and then you pressed the vibrations to the highest level.

He came, arching his back, his mouth coming free from you, throwing his head back with a high gasp. You used your own hand to finish, pointing your release onto the apex of his tightly pressed thighs where it mixed with his.

He remained that way, bowed, for long minutes as the vibrator pushed his climax long and hard until your mate was nearly humping the air, little sounds of near-pain falling from his mouth.

You slipped from your chair and gathered him into your arms. You felt the cruel pulsing of the toy in side of him push him right over the edge into another orgasm in the way he shuddered against your shoulder, hands tucked to your chest.

"You did so well," you murmured, slowly turning the vibrator down, as you offered him praise, both for withstanding being a witness to that conversation, and for his show of strength.

He breathed hard and ragged against you trembling from the exertion and the aftershocks. He groaned as you reached a hand down and coaxed his thighs open. He was so wet, your fingers slid into him easily, but you had a hard time grabbing the toy.

"Push for me," you coaxed.

You felt him flex around your finger, his head tilting back. You felt the toy but when you tried to grab it, it slipped back inside.

"Again," you soothed, running your hand through his hair.

"Hnrgh." He groaned, doing as you instructed.

This time, you pulled out as he pushed, catching the little vibrator in your palm along with a splash of slick. Ryunosuke panted, his head falling to your shoulder as you gently brushed your thumb around his opening.

"What am I, if not a dog?" His voice creaked, gravely.

"You're mine, Omega. As long as you need to be."

He sighed into your neck.

[Much later on, you could also pull this trick in reverse where you're performing fellatio on Akutagawa, but while he's talking to Mori. But instead of keeping his mouth busy as a sexy version of deconditioning, it's truly just slut business ;). Akutagawa is trying so hard to keep himself under control which involves a much different mindset than his typical calls from Mori, and Mori calls him out on it, resulting in a much more erotica type result where Akutagawa has to lie about what's going on while you try very hard to get him to come]

25. Play a game of strip poker with a large group of friends. - this one is crack being treated as... something, I just think Akutagawa has no physical shame, his is all psychological.

This one was not at all your idea.

Akutagawa was sitting very calmly, sleeves rolled up looking faintly amused every time you glanced up at him.

Higuchi was without her jacket or her socks and shoes. A subordinate of Hirotsu-san, as well as the man himself, and Nakahara-san were present as well.

Akutagawa had said they needed a dealer for a game of poker with full implication that you would be the house. He'd said nothing about you playing along with him. The atmosphere was relaxed, or at least as relaxed as any high level gathering of mafia members ever got. You were progressively suspecting however that this was Akutagawa's version of "meet the parents".

You just didn't know why it had to be a game of strip poker that you were losing.

"Oh, what the hell," you muttered. You'd already lost your shoes, your watch (to which Nakahara-san had just rolled his eyes), and your socks. You shimmied around inside of your sweater, unbuttoning the shirt inside and pulling it out to toss on the back of your chair.

The corner of Akutagawa's mouth turned up, ever so faintly as he undid the cloth around his neck and folded it neatly over his armrest.

"When does the game end again," you squeaked.

"When only one remains," Nakahara-san said forebodingly, scowling at his cards and then throwing them back on the table so he could start unbuttoning his waistcoat.

"Or we all get bored and give up. It's why we play so everyone who folds also loses. The game goes quicker that way. Don't worry," Hirotsu-san said, much more like the kindly grandfather he resembled, "it's nothing we haven't seen before. You're the only newbie."

Somehow, that didn't help at all.

You felt like you were going to combust. Everyone more or less kept their modesty, but it was like being at the sauna, trying not to catch anyone's eyes as everyone gradually divested themselves of their covering.

Hirotsu had lost three hands ago and then bowed out. His subordinate had gone after Hirotsu with a cheerful wave at Akutagawa. Higuchi was gamely proceeding, but her poker face was immaculate and you weren't sure if she was going to win the round or not. Akutagawa on the other hand had a few very bad rounds and was sitting shamelessly in his chair with his coat draped around his shoulder for warmth, but bare of everything but a criminally subtle pair of lace briefs. You weren't sure if Higuchi had even noticed, but she was sitting ramrod straight and the tips of her ears had been red for a full fifteen minutes.

You were getting the distinct impression Nakahara-san just liked poker, but he was also winning and wore a truly ridiculous amount of layers.

That didn't make you less aware of how lovely Akutagawa was. You had never seen him in this state of undress, but now you were wondering if that was only because you'd been trying to be polite, chivalrous, and hadn't asked.

You all laid down your hands. It was Higuchi who barely seemed to relax. Nakahara-san just sighed.

Akutagawa blinked, barely a reaction and slid his fingers just inside the waistband of the last stitch of clothing he had on.

You flew out of your chair, feeling like every inch of your skin was on fire and completely forgetting about how little you had on yourself.

You put your hands on top of Akutagawa's. He looked up at you with surprise, as though he had no idea why you were out of your chair.

"Wh-what do we do after we're out of clothes," you scrambled for anything to explain why you were suddenly blocking him from the rest of the room.

"We don't usually get that far," Higuchi admitted, her voice very carefully without inflection.

"That's not true," Nakahara-san protested. "If you're still playing and you win you get to pick something to put back on."

Higuchi coughed once, very obviously.

Nakahara-san looked up, and went "Oh."

"Alpha you also lost," Akutagawa said, his low voice unaffected.

Nakahara-san stood up and stretched and gathered his discarded items. He was the only one in anything that would pass on the street. "It was a good game but everyone knows I was going to win. It was nice to meet you," he said politely, and then he walked out.

Akutagawa tried to rise and bid farewell, but Nakahara-san thankfully waved him off.

Higuchi was much less subtle, hurriedly pulling her blouse back on and tugging on her own sweater. "I'll be at headquarter's, senpai," she said, and then she too hurried off.

"Okay," Akutagawa said, leaning around you.

He looked back up at you one more time and then flipped over the cards in his hand. He thankfully still had his underwear on.

"You still lose," he said your name. "Take something off."

You just put your head in your hands.

#akutagawa ryunosuke #akutagawa #bsd #omegaverse #alpha!reader #nsft #under the cut #ask answered #follower event #spice and nice #I hadn't decided on a background for this alpha until i worked on this #but from this i know the two of them are freaks together #and i love that for the baby boy #although this is really filthy and I don't know if that's what you had anticipated XD #i find strip poker a highly unlikely game to play even in the japanese mafia and especially in mixed company but it's thematic not exact lo #io.sxc #io.omegas

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fandom: fullmetal alchemist: brotherhood words: 473 chapter: 1/1 rating: G relationships: edward elric/ling yao content: there aren't any stars to look at in gluttony's stomach, so ed has to look at ling's face instead.

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“i don’t know why i keep expecting to see stars when i look up. it’s stupid. of course there’s no stars.” it’s hard to get comfortable in the sea of blood, but ed leans back on the structure they’ve piled together and uses his jacket like a pillow.

ling does the same, but turns on his side, facing toward ed and away from the empty black above them. “it’s instinct,” he says, and while his tone has his usual matter-of-factness to it, there’s something it there that’s soft, too. “i think it’s incredibly human to look for the stars.”

“hm,” ed says, and glances over at ling again, who’s still watching him. he looks back up at the sky, at the top of gluttony’s stomach, whatever it is, and sighs. “i’m just glad we haven’t run into any acid reflux.”

continue on ao3!

#edward elric #ling yao #edling #fullmetal alchemist #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fmab #holy crap i did not think i was gonna finish editing this on time BUT I MADE IT #UNDER THE CUT #October 3rd #oct3 #i love these silly boys so much #my first time ever writing m/m!! #fma