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prettygiri222 · 6 months

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Summary: you're a succubus looking for a new victim, unaware you've become one

Any character really x Black Fem Reader SMUT

as a succubus, you loved going for the frat boys. they were always so eager to get a pretty girl like you in bed promising you a good time. but you quickly turned into their worst nightmare, ripping orgasm after orgasm from their already spent cocks.

"o-oh fuck! nomorenomore it hurts!" they would cry out. they would be spazzing out and twitching underneath you, arms struggling to get a good grip on your waist as you continuously rolled your hips against them. the friction against your clit was enough to draw your second orgasm of the night. but not enough to make you lose your mind. their heads would fall back into their flat pillows as you milked yet another orgasm out of them.

“awh” you cooed at them mockingly. “is my baby boy too tired?” they would frantically nod, praying for you to get off them as if they weren’t the ones who begged you to get into their beds in the first place. they had come so much it physically hurt.

the intricately designed heart-shaped tattoo that covered your womb shimmered a dull pink as you absorbed their essence. it was your symbol as a succubus and kept track of your hunger. frat boys never kept you full for long, they were only enough to hold you off for a few days.

eventually, you moved on to the jocks. you had guys ranging from the football team to the basketball team to the soccer team. they had stamina, keeping you full for a few more days but something was still missing.

"you like that, huh?" they asked, slapping your ass. they loved doggy, watching the way your ass jiggled and the lack of intimacy. you could care less, always shoving your face into the pillows to hide your displeasure.

their thrusts would get sloppy after their first orgasm and they often neglected your pleasure chasing their own release. but they did satiate your hunger a bit longer. your symbol glowing brighter.

due to your bias, you failed to notice the lust-filled eyes that watched your every move. he was just a regular guy, or that’s what you thought of him at first glance. he easily blended into the school’s crowds with his oversized sweaters and baggy jeans that didn’t do his sculpted body justice.

but he was infatuated with you the moment he laid eyes on your beautiful form. he loved how you always wore such slutty outfits. your short skirts that were the size of a belt. how he easily caught glimpses of the lacey panties and thongs you wore. the way your tongue piercing made an appearance when you licked your plump lips always coated in a sparkly gloss. and he loved that no matter how thick your shirts were your nipple piercing would always poke through.

but he was obsessed with the tramp stamp you had on full display. it was a deviated heart tattoo with devil wings and black ink that stood out boldly against your brown skin. the design intrigued him and with a quick google search he found out why. apparently, it was a succubus tattoo. you were a succubus. a demon obsessed with sex it drained men for their essence.

he couldn’t lie, the idea of you being such a sinful creature was a fantasy he couldn’t get out of his head. he spent days jerking off to the thought of you appearing in his room just so you could drain him. just the thought of you was enough to have blood pooling to the head of dick, it left him nauseous.

but he could never approach you. not when the faintest whiff of your sweet perfume made him pop boners like he was a sixth grader with a crush on his history teacher. you were like a walking aphrodisiac. he felt the room grow hotter anytime you entered, his pale skin flushing easily. it was honestly a shame how you didn’t notice this bundle of desire.

“oh fuck me” you grumbled in the back of the lecture. you opened your phone to a message from the 6’4 basketball player you were planning on linking later saying he had a late practice. you would’ve urged him to skip practice like you did last week but his coach was getting on his ass about missed practices. he said if he missed anymore he was going to be pulled from the starting lineup.

this was the problem with fucking athletes, you had to work around their schedules. you rolled your eyes at the message leaving it on seen. it’s been a week since you last had sex and you were starving. the only reason you held out this long was because this guy was one of your favourites. he didn’t eat pussy but he always made sure to have you creaming on his dick.

you let out a deep sigh. you were in trouble and you could feel it. despite not currently being aroused you felt yourself dampening the denim material of your skirt. the thick cotton of your turtle neck couldn’t hide your hardened nipples.

as a succubus, you gain energy from sexual intercourse with men. but if you aren’t careful you could kill somebody by draining their energy completely. you feed off of their pleasure so it’s fine to neglect your own but where’s the fun in that?

when you starve you begin to give in to your sinful nature. you become the monster in folklore, the sex-hungry demon that feeds off of any and every man they come across. who fuck them to death, literally. but you didn’t want to become that monster. you enjoyed living among humans so you developed a consistent feeding system to avoid giving in to your monster.

you crossed your legs under your desk hoping to relieve yourself. regardless of being a succubus you had standards, you didn’t just fuck any and everyone. the professor was drawing on and on about an essay at the end of the week but it was the least of your worries.

you briefly looked over the people in the class. there was no one in the class that stood out to you. you had attempted to hook up with a guy that sat next to you at the beginning of the year and it was the worst you’ve ever experienced. the guy was cute but he was a virgin. he didn’t know what to do and tried to insert his dick into your ass with no prep. that was the first and last time you went for someone who didn’t ooze sex appeal.

you were about to return your eyes to the professor when you locked eyes with him. your eyes widened in surprise at the intensity of his gaze. he was sitting a few rows behind you placing him in your blind spot. his eyes were dilated in an emotion you knew all too well, lust.

he was completely out of it, he didn’t even notice that you locked eyes with him. you could feel yourself grow hotter at the attention. he was basically eye-fucking you, undressing you right there in the middle of a lecture. probably having his way with you on top of the desks in front of everyone in his daydream. a smile graced your lips, you had found your victim.

the second the lecture ended you threw your tote bag over your shoulder and made your way over to him, swaying your hips. he was focused on packing up his laptop but you saw him stiffen up the moment you got close. he shot a quick glance in your direction before standing pin-straight.

“excuse me” you softly called out from beside him. he looked around before pointing to himself. “yes you” you let a little giggle at his bashfulness. was he really the guy who had you flustered just a few minutes ago?

“oh uhm, hey” his voice squeaked when you pressed yourself against his arm. a blush rose to his cheek as he avoided direct eye contact with you. his eyes focusing on random students who were making their way out of the lecture.

“could you help me with something?” you asked in that perfected singsong tone yours. looking up at him innocently from beneath your lashes you pressed your soft tits against his chest. his adam apple bobbed as he quickly looked you up and down, eyes briefly stopping when he noticed your visible nipple piercings.

afraid his voice would betray him again he frantically nodded. you had him right where you wanted him. you shot him a dimpled smile before leading him out of the lecture hall and towards your dorm. he sucked in a sharp breath when you walked up the stairs in front of him. every step you top hiked up your already short skirt. you weren’t wearing anything underneath so your bald lips were on display.

you lived in a one-room dorm on campus but you never brought your victims over. you preferred to go over to their dorm but this was a dire situation. you needed to be fed. you hurriedly shoved him onto your bed.

“are you sure about this?” he whispered breathlessly. you had him sitting on the edge of your bed with his jeans pooled around his ankles and you were sitting on your knees in front of him.

"uhm" you mumbled half-heartedly. you were focused on stroking his dick. it was on the thinner side but it was pretty long. there was a vein on the underside that you traced while licking his tip.

“oh fuck” he let out a little whimper when you licked him all the way from the base to the tip before taking all of him into your mouth. he gripped your soft silk sheets in his sweaty palms trying to stop himself from bucking into your mouth. you were grinding against your foot desperate for some stimulation.

the sensation of your tongue piercing on his shaft contrasting against your warm wet tongue almost made him cum. you traced his tip with the ball of your piercing, delighted with the way he shivered. “shit, it’s cold.” he whined.

you bobbed your head looking up at him feeling your wetness pool in between your legs. he was staring at you in awe as you slobbered all over him. your saliva running down his shaft and pooling at his base. your sparkly gloss was smudged all over your cheek.

you alternated between bobbing your head and licking his tip while you massaged his shaft with your hand. letting out an occasional hum when the tip of his dick reached the back of your throat. when you felt his legs tense up you knew he was close.

“you’re like a fucking pro” he stretched out his hands and tangled his fingers in your mini twists. he pulled your hair back into a ponytail so he could get a better lock at you. “i knew your pretty ass was a -fuck- a slut”

you let out a whimper around his dick answering him. your pussy fluttering at his backhanded compliment. while you didn’t have a gag reflex the repeated action of his tip hitting the back of your throat caused you to tear up. your big lips were even plumper as they swole around his dick. he was getting harder just looking at your messed-up state.

he wasn’t ashamed to let out louder moans, letting you know it wouldn’t be long until he came. you stuck your tongue out while stroking his dick, his hot cum landing on it. his face was flushed with pink and his light eyes dilated as he watched you swallow his cum. you opened your mouth to show him proof, your pink tongue empty. “fuck, you’re so hot”

you felt your womb gleam with contentment but it wasn't enough. he was panting hard as you pushed him back on your baby pink sheets. you lifted your shirt off overhead, his eyes widened with the glimpse of your tattoo but you ignored his reaction, most guys just thought it was an obscene tattoo.

you stripped off your short skirt with haste, you wanted more. you hopped on the bed and straddled him. you balanced on your toes while you rubbed his dick between your lips coating it in your slick. you heard him suck in a breath at the sight of your glistening cunt.

"oh shit," you hissed out as you lowered yourself onto his dick. he closed his eyes, overwhelmed by your warmth. you pulled up his shirt revealing his broad chest. he let out a soft moan as you placed your cool hands on his pecs, steadying yourself.

"you're so cute," you cooed. you grinded against him forcing out his little sobs while stimulating your clit. you loved the way he easily blushed, the way his pale skin turned pink.

"you're so good to me" he whined out, grabbing at the fleshy part of your hips. he was rolling his hips against yours desperate for more friction.

"yea?" you asked, wanting to hear more of his whiny voice. you lifted yourself up, removing everything but the tip of his dick before slamming back down.

"yesyesyes" he was bucking up against you frantically, nailing you where you needed it the most. "always saw your pretty ass b-but -ohhh shit- could never talk to you." you angled yourself so he could continuously pound your spongy spots, too caught up to acknowledge his confession. it wasn’t long until he painted your insides white, your pussy clenching in satisfaction.

you were a sight to see right now. he believed the sites when they said succubus had otherworldly beauty. if he thought you were pretty before you were utterly gorgeous right now. your brown skin was glowing in the dim lights and the way you bounced on his was magical. your tits jumped with every thrust, your eyes were glossed over and your pupils seemed to be heart-shaped. something he hadn’t noticed before.

but your tattoo was glowing. that had to be a telltale sign that you were a succubus. besides the mind-numbing pleasure you were putting him through. he was twitching from overstimulation and you were still bouncing on his dick. your pussy making delicious squelching noises as you bounced on him.

“you’re so tight” he whined out. your tight hole was squeezing around him and it was so warm and wet. he was surprised he hadn’t slipped out yet. but you knew what you were doing, the way you skillfully rolled your hips providing pleasure to the both of you. you were quickly drawing him to another orgasm.

you bite your swollen lips as you focus on the growing sensation in your lower abdomen. you could tell he was close when you felt him twitch underneath you. “mhm, you close baby?” you called out to him. he nodded, way too lost in pleasure to find his voice as you drew him to another orgasm with you following close behind. your hips stuttered as a wave of pleasure washed over your whole body.

you rode him through both of your orgasms. a puddle of wetness and cum formed around the base of his shaft as proof. his eyes were closed and he breathed heavily, his chest heaving up and down. he looked a mess, there was drool around his mouth, his straight hair touselled and damp with sweat, his skin flushed a deep shade of pink and a thin layer of sweat shined on his face.

you had to forcefully stop yourself from bouncing on him further. you had to leave him with some energy to get home. you looked down at your tattoo watching as it glowed a dim pink while you absorbed his essence. you would be content for a day or two hopefully enough to give you a chance to hook up with your favorite basketball player. but you were far from satisfied.

you let out a deep sigh as you slowly rose off of him. he let out a whimper at the loss of your heat. you hopped off the bed looking for a towel while he remained lying down.

“you can leave whenever you want,” you said nonchalantly. this is why you hated one-night stands at your dorm, it would get so awkward. you preferred fucking guys at their own dorm so you could disappear while they slept. but you were desperate.

you heard shuffling noises and assumed he was getting ready to go. but it got quiet and you felt a gaze burning against your naked form. you ignored him, continuing to gather items for your shower.

"i'm not done with you" a deep voice called from behind you. your eyes opened in shock as you looked back. he was standing right behind you, towering over you frighteningly. there was a dark look in his eyes as started you down.

“excuse me…” your mouth dried up when you looked down between you two. he was completely naked now and his dick was standing at attention, it was hard and it somehow seemed bigger than before. it was an angry red as pre-cum leak from the tip. you felt yourself grow wetter from his confrontation.

"i've been watching you for a while but you never looked my way. always batting those eyelashes of yours at those stupid frat boys and jocks, huh." he grabbed your jaw forcing you to look up at him. his jaw was clenched tight and he glared down at you. "bet you don't even know my name and we’ve been in the same class for almost a year now." his voice was hoarse as he looked into your eyes.

you meekly nodded. as a succubus who fed off of sexual energy you had to be ashamed for never noticing someone who was soaking in it. his light-coloured eyes were filled with so much emotion that it made your heart swell. a feeling you’ve never experienced with your sexual partners.

“don’t worry though, i’ll take good care of your slutty succubus pussy.” you froze in shock. “make sure you’re well fed.”

Part 2 right here

Characters I had in mind while writing this:

ARMIN, Eren, Zeke, Jean, Geto, Choso, Megumi, anyone you want really

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crevicedwelling · 1 year

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what commonly missed/misinterpreted parts of bug anatomy should artists pay more attention to? I’m talking casual drawing here, not scientific illustration

antennae come before the eyes in almost all cases. there’s not too many inverts that have antennae that just stick out of the top of the head

bug legs follow a formula of segments (in insects, it’s coxa, trochanter, femur, tibia, several tarsi, claws). bothers me a lot whenever bugs in media have legs that just end in a point… little guys need feet to walk, and they usually have cute little claws too!

simple vs compound eyes… some crustaceans and insects have a pair of faceted compound eyes (many insects have a trio of simple eyes, on this mantis they’re between the antennae). arachnids, meanwhile, have simple eyes which are just a smooth dot, no faceted lenses

sorry if this comes off as peevish, but I look at bugs all day and wow movie bugs are so very often just anatomical trainwrecks! a lot of bad bug designs could easily be fixed with a quick google search of “do spiders have compound eyes” or “how many wings do bees have*”

*it’s four. they zip together and flap as a pair, but four distinct wings

#bugs #cw bugs #anatomy

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mysticdragon3art · 2 months

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Faebruary 2024, days 1-9. Experiments in learning to draw chibi Ballister Boldheart fairy.

2 days ago, I finally remembered the Faebruary drawing challenge, which I always look forward to (because I like drawing butterfly fairies), but I always forget (because it's February). So I tried to cram in a bunch of catch-up drawings.

Every Faebruary, I draw chibi butterfly fairies of my current OTPs. This year, it's Goldenheart.

But I still need to learn to draw both Ballister and Ambrosius. And I'm still testing out which of my Copic colors to use for them. I'm especially having trouble drawing Ballister's hair, from a front point of view. I keep wanting to draw the upturn at the back of his hair, even though it's not visible when he is facing directly straight ahead. It's really hard to not draw the upturn, after those years of drawing Claude von Riegan.

This time, I've chosen real life butterfly wings to base theirs off of, instead of making up my own designs. Because Ballister's comic book name is "Blackheart", I'm basing his wings off the "Uranothauma nubifer" or "black heart" butterfly. Ambrosius Goldenloin's wings will be based on the "Wallace's golden birdwing" butterfly, because that was the first butterfly with the word "golden" in its name that appeared in Google search.

The problem is that I think I might have referenced the wrong pictures for the "black heart" butterfly. A Google search shows many different looking "black heart" butterflies. It's difficult to know which pic to reference. I initially went with Wikispecies's pic, since it was specifically labelled "Uranothauma nubifer". But it's also labelled "Uranotauma nubifer, as Lycaena nubifer Trimen", so it might be a different variation of that butterfly. Maybe??? I went with the mostly solid brown wing from Wikispecies's reference, since that would be easier to draw/color. But I later found several other websites specifically labelling photos of the "black heart" butterfly, which look completely different from Wikispecies's mostly solid brown wings. They're mostly gray and tan speckles on white. So I tried to stylize a design based on the more speckled "black heart" butterfly wings. I'm still trying to simplify it in a way that is easy to draw. And I'm still trying to figure out colors that don't get confusing when juxtaposed by Ballister's skin or clothing.

I usually draw my fairies without shoes, but I wanted to practice drawing Ballister's (and Ambrosius's) full outfits, since I'm just starting to learn to draw them. Also, their regular clothes are close enough to the "medieval fantasy"-inspired fashion that I usually draw my fairies in.

I was unsure about adding Ballister's cybernetic arm. How would a fairy get a tiny cybernetic arm? Does their hidden fairy society in the woods, have a whole system of technological equipment and supplies? Does a human use magnifying glass spectacles and miniature cybernetics to make a tiny robot arm for him??? So I skipped the whole subject by not drawing his robot arm.

2/8-10/2024. No pencil underdrawings. Platinum Preppy fountain pen, using Noodler's Ink. Colored with Copic markers and a Daiso Fluently marker. Some corrections made with white-out, Gelly Roll white gel pen, and digitally with Krita.

#faebruary #faebruary2024 #fanart #chibi #fairy #fairies #ballister boldheart #netflix nimona #pinkfluidnf

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sass-squat · 1 year

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Part 8 of the Linked Universe Winged Au (LUWAU)! After an eternity we've finally got our boy, Warriors!

<<< Previous Next >>> Coming Soon!

Starting off strong with a silly little bird fact, did you know that Blue Jays aren't actually blue? Blue Jay feathers have a brown pigment and their iconic blue color is actually a trick of the light! This is due to a trick called, "light scattering" and it occurs when every color passes through the feathers EXCEPT blue. In other words, only the blue color is reflected so your eyes will see blue.

Anyways! This fact was completely irrelevant for why I chose a Blue Jay for Warriors but it was cool so I had to share it. Also because I really wanted Warriors to be some sort of blue bird and a quick Google search told me that Blue Jays aren't even technically blue and I just about died inside.

But in all seriousness, aside from color schemes, the main reason Warriors is a Blue Jay in this winged au is because they are well known for their incredible intelligence. Warriors is a smart man, and a military leader and strategist on top of that, so I believe that these traits really got to be showcased in the tendencies and habits of Blue Jays!

One example of these strategies is how Blue Jays are oftentimes an alarm system for other birds because they imitate the sound of hawks, thus protecting other birds from predators by giving them an early warning. Warriors is one of the oldest members of the chain and as such, he takes his job very seriously when it comes to ensuring their safety and will go to great measures to protect them. Because of this, in my au he is almost always the first to volunteer for night watches as he is the one most likely to spot danger before it spots them.

On top of their intelligence, Blue Jays are also well known for their complex social systems and tight family bonds. If Time is the Dad of the group and Twilight is the big brother, then Warriors is the Uncle. While he usually showcases how much he cares through his subtle strategies and protective nature, he also shows it by teasing the others and willingly being the butt of their jokes in return. Their laughter and happiness are just as important as their physical safety after all.

Anyways! That's got to be all for now folks! Thank you all again for your kind words! Our resident old man Time will be coming up next to wrap up the first drawings of the chain! After Time is done, there will be various content of other characters outside the chain along with more art of the chains dynamics and shenanigans! If you have any requests for who or what you would like to see next feel free to reach out! Thank you all again!

#my art #winged au #LUWAU #Linked Universe: Winged AU #linkeduniverse #linked universe #loz #legend of zelda #loz link #lu warriors #College is hard folks #I had the lineart and base colors for him done for over a WEEK #Why is posting harder then actually creating the art?#I swear I spend the same amount of time trying to figure out what to say as I do actually making the art lol #Anyways #I love Warriors and I feel bad that he and Time are the last ones to be done

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maplewood126 · 6 days

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Birdwings (dragons of paradise)

the first image is an older drawing i did from 3 years ago, older concept design. Snd these are the new and improved concept ideas!!!

Despite their seemingly welcoming name, the dragons of paradise are all but welcoming. These hostile and stand offish dragons are threatening towards outsiders (other dragon tribes) but amoug their community, they are kind, organized and joyful. Living in the dense jungles of the Nervego (Ner-Vah-go) (literally nevergo but mixed up, if you couldn't tell lol). The jungle itself isnt particurally dangerous, with the most dangerous plants being the manchineel tree and a monsterous fly trap plant that is easily identifiable and avoidable. (They take slow to consume so one must use a knife or talons to get out. However the inside of the plant is thick, meaning your talons or knife need to be sharp.) The reason it is dangerous is because dragons went missing. Many were killed by birdwings or just got lost and starved to death. Birdwings are predatory animals. But they also eat fruit! They have the ability to inject venom into anyone they bite on command, the venom paralyzes the victim and in large doses can be fatal. A dragonet is taught at a young age how to control and use this ability. This tribe is covered in feathers (shown in the older drawing) they're a but medium sized with large wings. They are more like tree hoppers and climbers, which is why they have those large hooked fingers on their wings, to grab onto branches. Their claws are long and hooked so they can get into the bark. The horns, shapes, sizes, feathers and everything varies, however the designs (physical base) remain relevant. They are very colorful dragons with colors ranging from all over the rainbow. Birdwing names are usually involved around bird names, particularly exotic ones from jungles (or africa), Flora and fauna from the jungle, and types of land revolving around a jungle. Their queen is queen Astrapis (a bird of paradise). She is shown in image 2 and 3. Only the dragons of the royal family have the crest on their head. Their history is different, from other tribes. After an ancient war many many centuries before, the birdwings had lost. They were driven from their home (then the plains and forests of the now greater horned dragons (rhinowings)) and forced to find a new home. In a desperate attempt to help her dragons, then queen cassowary lead her dragons into the unexplored jungles. Though brutal and almost uninhabitable at first, the dragons soon coped and became used ti the conditions, building villages and training themselves. Now they weren't forgotten, not at first. The other tribes knew of their whereabouts. But the dragons of paradise didnt show themselves simce they moved, and were slowly forgotten completely. It is only the rhinowings royals who are aware of their existence. As of now, they are stand offish but less likely to kill anyone aho seeks into their land, but rather kidnap them.

Their territory and kingdom is deep within the depths of the jungles

The palace rests in around and amoug the biggest tree in the forest. A waterfall somehow runs through it

[All images from google.] [Things searched: dense jungle, big tree in jungle]

#Birdwings #Dragons of paradise #my art #Wof #wings of fire art #wings of fire #oc #own character #Astrapis #Eclectus #Autumn

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shiroirotasu · 1 year

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I'm really REALLY obsessed with how you colours!! Do you have spesific steps or you just wing it? What would be a good tip you'd recommend if one want to replicate the colouring style you're doing?

Sorry if I asked too much, I just admire how you colours but I had no idea how you do it, it's so cool!!

Honestly if we talking about how I shade/ render then I have no idea. I do what god tells me to

But to pick my colors I can tell a few!

Disclaimer: this isn’t a tutorial, it’s just a v bad explanation of how I do my stuff, please don’t attack me with professional color theories bc I don’t know what I’m doing

1) obvs I don’t use default eye straining colors for the whole drawings. Colors that I want to use I always bring ‘em down a few shades darker, so it’s more pleasing to look at

2) don’t use pure black & white (Well maybe you can I don’t make the rules)!! If you’re gonna use duller colors like I do then it’s definitely gonna look weird. With black simply just use darker tones of any hues, personal favorites are green & brown

3) go crazy with it, desaturated colors are nice but it’s not as striking if I don’t add sth that grasp the attention of others eyes. When I color I always keep balanced colors. If you want smaller details to be noticeable then slap brightness to it. If your drawing is alr very saturated you can just replace darker shades to places you don’t want people to pay attention to 🤷 same stuff goes with warm and cool colors

4) complementary, triadic, tetradic, etc are the goats. Basically they’re hues that sit opposite or near to each other in a color wheel, you can search more of that on Google. Some colors may look shit together but when you find the right values/ brightness they’ll be the one for each other

So in conclusion im not sure what you’re asking for in my coloring style. Normally in doodles I just eyeball it until it looks good, but in serious drawings I pick colors like that, you can still apply that to how you shade your art so I don’t think I need to explain that since I shade the majority with black beforehand 💀

Hope this helps! Somehow………..

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meirimerens · 1 month

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*breaks into ur askbox through a plaster wall* hi i am genuinely fascinated by how you do patterns/ornaments in your art. I don't have like, the slightest bit of patience to do those, but I'm still hella interested to know how ppl do them. Do you plan them out or is it 'fuck it we ball' type of process? Do you usually go into more symbolic meanings (like with the floral ornaments) or add whatever fits aesthetically? Also are there any particular artists that inspire you when drawing them?

("good luck getting to me i'm behind 7 firewalls" meme voice) good lucky getting to [my blog] i'm behind 7 [layers of bricks]

hiii ok let's get serious now

while it'd be easier to tell me about my #process on a case by case basis (so if you have an image/images in particular you'd like to know how i did the patterns of i could likely be more precise in my response) the Vast Majority of the time truly i am ballin. at most I might sketch out where i want Big Pieces, and where i'll fill out with smaller things However Comma there are motifs that keep coming back. and i'm sorry to tell you this. one of them is The Patience To Do So. in no order whatsoever:

floral motifs. i never go for something that Actively Looks Like A Real Flower on purpose: the language of flowers is very dependant of era and place, and a flower that means [x] in 1910s Russia might not mean the same in 1870s England.

vegetal motifs in general, so leaves, vagyuely ivy-looking stuff, stuff inspired by mushrooms & fungi, etc

animal motifs, typically associated with the characters i'm drawing. i might draw stylized birds, wings, horns, serpents/snakes, scales, etc.

eyes, mouths, wounds, or anything that looks kinda ()-like. it can also. look quite yonic depending on the context so. yeah you could say i draw those motifs.

anatomical motifs, inspired by scientific diagrams of the epidermis, of cells, of different organs and body parts, etc. i rely a lot on [this] (Henry Gray’s Anatomy of the Human Body) because you have a lot of engravings for every body part you could think of.

random motifs: spikes, spirals, dots, waves, curls, blobs, "ladders",...

i do equal parts symbol & vibes. as mentioned above i'll often fit in animals that i associate with the characters i have drawn, add more anatomical stuff depending on the characters,... but a lot of the "filler" squiggles are pure vibes. i use them to connect symbols together. also most of the characters i draw with these types of patterns are in equal parts anatomy of the body and anatomy of the vegetal so truly i'm tailoring it here.

as for artists i'm inspired by those are the two i always mention:

Ernst Haeckel especially his Kunstformen der Natur (<- link to the Gallica digitalization, but if you google search that you'll also see plenty of good images). He was mostly a biologist & his KdN is drawings he did within his research, a bunch and i mean a buuunnnnccchhh of very beautiful drawings of so many lifeforms on earth. i often reuse his drawings of hexacorallia in peterstakh artworks. those types of artworks if you see what i'm seeing.

i'm also incredibly inspired by Solange Knopf's artworks, and routinely joke that i keep being inspired by her art. i loooove how she does it very freeflowing, packed with so much details

again, i'd probably have more to say if you pointed to an image in particular, but for the most part this is it chrewly!

you must learn patience... you must learn to enjoy doing the squiggles... this is the only way... THANK YOU FOR QUASTION

#AND GOOD LYUCK.#ring ring (answers)#awerzo #art advice column

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ultrainfinitepit · 9 months

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Out of the scale of 1 to 10 which version/interpretations of angels look horrifying or majestic?

1. Bayonetta Angels

2. Evangelion Angels

3.Diablo Angels

4. Legion Angels

5. Night Vale Angels

6. Classical Biblically accurate angels

7. Angelerium Angels

Oh goodness Anon, what a question! Well I'll give you all my thoughts but I haven't engaged with all this media so a lot of my thoughts will just be based on what I see from a Google search.

Let's say on a scale of 1 to 10, 1 is most horrifying and 10 is most majestic.

Bayonetta Angels: these are so beautiful and intricate. I love all the gold and statue-like design elements. These seem more majestic than horrifying to me. 7/10

Evangelion Angels: these were a formative experience for my love for angels, so I'm biased. They're so varied it's hard to rate them, some tend to be more majestic and others more horrifying. But the lore pushes them overall into horrifying for me. 2/10

Diablo Angels: another formative experience. I love them a lot so I want to rank them at the top of everything always. But I think they are more majestic than horrifying. I am so in love with the tentacle wings that they have become friend-shaped to me, so the only other horrifying thing about them would be that they have no faces, which is rather low on the horrifying scale in my opinion. 8/10

Legion Angels: I haven't seen this movie but it's on my watchlist! And I've seen the bit where they scream all scary at the characters. Other than that they kinda seem like just guys with wings - which is fun, I do love some classic "guys with wings" angels even if I don't draw them often. But that puts them low on the horrifying scale compared to others I think. I suppose being person-shaped with wings makes them slightly more majestic than horrifying, that's the type of angel we see in classic art the most. 6/10

Night Vale Angels: I have yet to listen to Night Vale but I've seen fanart of them and they look really cool! The designs are definitely some of the best eldritch angels I've seen and are inspirational to me. There's so many interpretations that I'm not sure how to rate them fairly, so I will rate them equally on majestic and horrifying. 5/10

Classical Biblically Accurate Angels: this is a tough category to rate because it could to refer to so many things! I've read that the angels people usually think of as "biblically accurate" aren't even technically in the Bible. So I'll say this is referring to the Christian angelic hierarchy, which has a variety of angels in all sorts of shapes and roles. With the potential to be both horrifying and majestic, I will rate them equally as well. 5/10

Angelarium Angels: I'm a big fan of these designs! They definitely have some horrifying elements but they're also so beautiful that I think I have to rate them leaning toward the majestic side. 7/10

Well anyway those are all my thoughts and opinions, you might disagree of course and that's okay! I hope you had fun reading all this anyway :))

#ask #angels #angel

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mykaeba · 1 year

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really cool posts!

(this is a very incomplete masterlist made by me for whoever is interested. there are a lot of links that lead to more masterlists, so- prepare to browse!)

tumblr lore and very cool posts i guess:

goncharov (1973), apparently (unreality)

the tumblr folk stories

tumblr obsessions alignment chart

humans looking for Someone else

internet is haunted

the legacies people leave behind in you

humans are space orcs

how do you make memes

lighthouses

making toast

the body is round

the rat poem

cool stuff:

just a bunch of useful websites

life hacks (good websites)

in case you’re having a bad night

33 good things to know

learn things for free

for trans afab friends (takes you out of tumblr)

if you love cool socks, artists being paid and to get packidge from the post (takes you out of tumblr)

sew some frogs!

muslim-made modest fashion

pirating is cool i promise (be careful though):

the best beginner’s guide (takes you out of tumblr)

pirating 101 (reddit)

use firefox smile

other search systems (fuck google)

free books

photoshop but online

photoshop never gets hacked. ever. (i can’t guarantee this one, be careful <3)

adobe x pantone bullshit 1

adobe x pantone bullshit 2

for dsmp/mcyt peeps:

every technoblade video (reddit post)

where to read mangoball

for fan artists and writers: put it on your résumé

references for when you wanna draw and need help why is it so hard:

free morpho fats and skin folds this is literal gold

i literally found even better than one morpho: more morphos. and other stuff??!

smithsonian open access! a gigantic bank for free images

same energy (pinterest but cooler)

outfits of older eras holly molly

heads in every angle possible

how to draw hands the way old disney artists did

how to draw wings

how to comics

some brushes (free)

more brushes (still free)

even more (guess what)

these brushes are for making cities fast (wowwie it’s free)

some fonts

color palettes generators

png or jpeg?

references for when you wanna write and need help why is it so hard:

writing deaf/mute/blind characters

writing children!! when you don’t remember how it was

common medical mistakes

some fucking resources

Resources For Describing Emotions

how do i do x on ao3???

how to read like a writer

if any link is missing or deactivated, please tell me! i’ll try to find the missing post again,,,

#masterlist #how to tumblr

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amiz06-certified-b1mb0 · 1 year

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I love how you draw poses. Where do you get your references?

I just search in Google and use whatever pops up if I have trouble with poses that uses perspectives. But most of the time, I just wing it with my imagination and hope for the best. I did try using digital pose generator but unfortunately it gave me a migraine to use.(TQ tho to the ones that recommended it anws)

However for inspiration atm, i reference bodies from BAKI, srsly their anatomy is so textbook and bold, it’s easy to spot which muscle belongs where. Anatomy drawing goals tbh Also, the poses exceed so much raw energy.

And Ofc poses are inspired by JOJOs Bizarre Adventure. Extremely expressive and so damn funny it’s actually good. Even tho my drawings aren’t as expressive as the GOAT Araki, it’s good inspiration to take from. Technically, it all boils down to magazine models poses.

#asks

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iapetusneume · 10 months

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Wing Tier List - Primarch Version

So, because my partners encouraged me to write this and there seems to be a few mutuals who are interested, I’ve compiled my Wing Tier List for the Primarchs. This is inspired by this post about an exchange between Jaghatai Khan and Mortarion shortly after Mortarion ascended to be a Daemon Primarch. I am in no way an expert in 40k tabletop rules or lore - these rulings were made mostly off of Vibes with a dash of the lore that I know - or of wings on fictional characters. I’m just someone who has spent way too much time thinking about this.

I should also mention that, while it is impossible for me to be Normal about liking Sanguinius, this did not influence the actual rankings.

(I’m going to try to use official art as best I can.)

So, let’s get to it!

Contender: Sanguinius of the Blood Angels

Because to start off with anyone else would be heresy. His wings are so well-known that he carries the nickname “the Angel” among his brothers as well as the other Legions. Jokingly and lovingly called Hawk-Boy by fandom. Commonly-known in canon as one of the two most prettiest primarchs. Wings so significant that when I went to google “which primarchs have wings” to make sure I wasn’t missing someone Obvious, I got this:

Yeah, I didn’t even say Sanguinius in my search, but Google just Knew. (And also, thank you so much to @plagueplanethq for helping me fact-check how many Primarchs actually have wings.)

Anyways. Sanguinius is first to be evaluated because he’s the OG winged-primarch. He’s also happens to be the only Loyalist on this list.

Analysis: When setting out to do the look for Sanguinius, the original artists leaned in super hard to the “Angel” keyword and not so much the “vampire” part. If you showed me a picture of Sanguinius before I was into 40k and asked me what he is, I would have never guessed “vampire.” I have seen these sorts of wings hundreds of times. Are they nicely done? Oh definitely. Does he make it look good? Absolutely. How unique is it? ...not really? He’s an angel, and has white wings. The artists understood the assignment and did a great job, but this isn’t exactly new:

7 / 10

Contender: Angron of the World Eaters

Analysis: When a dude has a nickname like “the Red Angel,” well, of course he’ll eventually get wings. I was a little worried at first that this was going to be too much “traditional demon or devil” wings, but I do like some of the detail on the model! Doing skin and/or scales for the wings also feels more practical for someone pledged to Khorne, because it feels like a chance of less maintenance than if feathers get all messy. (IRL birds will go take baths and such when they need it, but is Angron going to bother? That’s up for debate.) The spikes are very nice, and the few holes in the wings add some personality. It’s also a good reminder that they’re flying because magic and because the Warp laughs in the face of science. Consider me pleasantly surprised:

7 / 10

Contender: Magnus the Red of the Thousand Sons

Analysis: Feathers make sense for the guy pledged to a god who has birb motifs going on. I really appreciate the fact that these feathers are distinct, and have a bit of character. Also, honorable mention to hexygoblin‘s paint job here, which is stunning. He’s definitely got the best feathers on wings. I also feel like Tzeentch would appreciate a bit of style:

8 / 10

Contender: Fulgrim of the Emperor’s Children

Analysis: It is truly a shame that we don’t have a more current model for Daemon Primarch Fulgrim. I am forced to go off of the vibe of the model and that first image of him screaming to try to make a wing assessment. This looks fairly standard for what one might think of demons or devils, and I gotta say, I’m not impressed? The second drawing suggests feathers, which would make sense for the Phoenix. Mostly, I would expect the primarch who pledged themself to the Lord of Excess to be more... excessive? I’ve seen some cool fanart for different wing interpretations for Fulgrim, but I’m trying to go off of ‘canon’ as much as I can here:

5 / 10

(I will have to reassess one day when he gets a new Daemon Primarch model. Maybe we don'thave one yet because it isn't perfect.)

Contender: Mortarion of the Death Guard

Analysis: I’m definitely getting moth vibes from the way the wings are done on the model. This model was also designed a bit more naturally to look like he’s flying. Artist took the prompt of “decay, so probably flies” and gave him flies on the model, which means bonus wings. But this isn’t a “how many wings” contest, this is for “coolest wings.” (Mortarion would win for sheer quantity of wings because of all of the flies.) There’s no way he’s flying with those wings without Warp Shenanigans. I feel like these are the most unique out of all of them. The paint job and also how the wings looks like they’re trying to be tatters also suggests the futile fight against entropy, which is the Lord of Decay’s bag:

9 / 10

Honorable mention (since he’s not a primarch) is Vashtorr, because I wanted a 10 / 10 on this list:

Coolest wings, for sure. Should they be able to fly? Absolutely not. But Chaos Gods don’t care what you think is logical.

10 / 10

*drumroll* WINNER OF THE [PRIMARCH] TIER LIST IS...........

MORTARION!

#sanguinius #angron #magnus the red #fulgrim #mortarion #primarch #40k shitposting #please do not take this seriously #also Daemon Primarch Fulgrim model WHEN???#i saw so many kitbashes when trying to google primarchs with wings

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pochapal · 5 months

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Thoughts on the use of golden butterflies?

i think there's a couple interesting things going on with that! first and obvious one is that butterflies as in "butterfly effect" pairs nicely with the whole "demon's roulette" thing as an expansion of the choice-consequence-fate motif going on there. also butterfly effect as in beatrice as a harbinger of untold natural disaster (the butterfly flaps its wings, a typhoon covers rokkenjima etc etc etc).

we also have butterflies as the symbol of metamorphosis and transformation. particularly an interesting angle when it comes specifically to beatrice's interaction with kanon and the furniture identity which is something i get into way more in the upcoming writeup so i won't linger too much on the point other than to say how embodying beatrice allowed for a kind of transformation within kanon away from being furniture.

i also think if we're thinking more on the occult lines there's also the numerous folkloric interpretations of butterflies as vessels for human souls (iirc this was a very prominent european folkloric belief which marks it as a potential point of interest for the western-obsessed kinzo to incorporate into the foundation of the rokkenjima myth) which other than the whole "beatrice is a ghost" thing also once again evokes the possession angle, be it either in a literal or metaphorical sense. cheating here by doing a cursory google search to refresh myself but according to online some variants of this belief specifically point to butterflies containing the souls of children destined for purgatory which is very. hrm when you think about the two children on rokkenjima that have actually seen the butterflies and how their state of existence is certainly purgatorial in nature lol.

final thing is the fact that the butterflies are golden and not in the sense of something like a gold-hued monarch butterfly (that alone would be compelling and interesting enough) but as in the butterflies are literally gold. obviously drawing connections with the alchemical, of life spun from gold, but i think there's also something here if you think about the butterflies as possible soul-containers drenched in gold. that additional definition could easily be translated into "gilded cage" which i think could be an interesting and compelling insight into whatever happened between kinzo and the gold-giving beatrice. even without that you could also invert the metaphor to where the butterflies, who exist on the storm-locked rokkenjima, are gilded things inside a non-gilded cage. a lot to play with here symbolically i think!

#coolstuffiseverywhere #not the point of this ask but now i kinda wanna look into butterflies as they relate to spirituality/occultism #because i think there might be a few things to unravel on this front

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mysticdragon3art · 2 months

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Faebruary 2024, days 10-11. Chibi Ambrosius and Ballister fairies.

Every Faebruary, I draw chibi butterfly fairies of my current OTPs. This year, it's Goldenheart.

This time, I've chosen real life butterfly wings to base theirs off of, instead of making up my own designs. Because Ballister's comic book name is "Blackheart", I'm basing his wings off the "Uranothauma nubifer" or "black heart" butterfly. Ambrosius Goldenloin's wings are based on the "Wallace's golden birdwing" butterfly, because that was the first butterfly with the word "golden" in its name that appeared in Google search.

2/11-12/2024. No pencil underdrawings. Platinum Preppy fountain pen, using Noodler's Ink. Colored with Copic markers and ShinHanArt Touch markers. Some corrections made with white-out and digitally with Krita.

Until 4 days ago, I was severely out of practice with drawing. So I completely forgot how to draw sideways chibi faces. Next time, they'll have noses. …Or maybe I kind of like this style; I'm not sure yet.

Ambrosius's skin tone looks much paler after scanning. I think I'll try a darker marker ink next time.

#faebruary #faebruary2024 #fanart #chibi #fairy #fairies #ambrosius goldenloin #ballister boldheart #netflix nimona #pinkfluidnf #ambrbalnf #goldenheart

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findingnemosworld · 5 months

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𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐣𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧

• 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬.

( 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐬𝐦*𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐦*𝐭

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞!!!

2021.

" You seem on edge! "

A smooth, velvet like voice spoke drawing him out his thoughts – he turns to his left, to find a tanned brunette standing next to him as they stare at the painting in front of them, he spent a total of three minutes in complete silence — admiring her beauty which was highlighted by the verdant colored dress that enhanced her the color of her eyes, " I … I’m trying to figure out what’s the meaning behind this painting "

He gestures to the painting in front of them, a beautiful portrait of a woman holding an angel in her arms, " I just can’t wrap my head around it " he chuckles.

She offers him a sweet smile, " Art is whatever you choose to interpret it as, see for me — this painting represents a great loss, and a blessing "

His brows knit in confusion over her words, he turns to her and asks. " How so? "

She smiles at his confused expression, " Why is a woman holding an infant with wings? it can either be a baby she lost, a stillborn … etc, and she remembers that baby every single day of her life "

The dejection underneath her tone was quite visible, " You sound like you’re talking from a personal experience! " He deduced.

She didn’t respond, instead shifting the subject back to him. " So what brought you here? not many would think that a football player could be interested in arts "

He raised a brow, " You know who I am? "

She giggles then replies with a playful expression on her face, " The gallery is in Liverpool, and everyone here talks about football, besides all it takes is a little google search to crack a few things here and there "

He chuckles, then extends his hand. " Jordan Henderson, nice to meet you "

She shook his hand then introduced herself; that’s when it dawned on him, he looked at her then back at the painting. " You’re ….? " he whispers.

" Yes, I’m the one who painted this and to answer your previous question, it’s not a personal experience per se, my mother had a stillborn after she gave birth to me, that’s my -um- … deceased twin sister " She said with a soft tone.

" Oh " He murmurs, " I’m sorry for your loss! "

" It’s fine, it’s a long time ago … I’m just surprised that someone like you is into arts " She states with a soft smile.

" Well, I’m not … but a friend of mine had invited me, they cancelled the last minute and I figured why not take advantage and learn something " He replied with a shrug.

" You got stood up by a woman huh? " She said with a sympathetic smile.

" How did you …? " He asks, surprised at how she was able to make out the situation.

" Men that are intrigued are a few and far in between, your body language is that of a -um- an outsider, and also you were checking your phone a few times which kind of gave it away " She explained, giggling. " But I’m not judging, mostly cause I’ve been under the same situation "

" You’ve had friends set you up on blind dates? " He wonders, shaking his head.

" Actually worst than that … " She trails off then leans in to whisper, " my mother "

He laughs softly, " Ouch!! "

" Apparently 26 years old is the new old age " She laughs, " Either I find a husband or spend all eternity alone "

He nods in understanding, before adding on with a playful smile. " Maybe you don’t have to be alone "

She smirks, " Are you flirting with me right now, Mister Henderson? "

He mirrors the playfulness in her eyes by leaning to murmur, " Why don’t we spend the rest of the night together and you’ll find out? "

It was that conversation, in the gallery that’d been that match to light up a passionate bond between them — a struggle at first due to their hectic schedule, they were able to find a healthy balance as he knew that she was the one for him.

2023.

He woke up to the sensation of her soft lips against his shoulder drawing out a smile across his lips, he tilts his head to meet her gentle gaze. " Good morning! " he whispers pecking her lips, she smiled in return and murmured, " Good morning handsome, come on — get that cute ass of yours up "

He chuckles, " Why? "

She pressed featherlight kisses on his cheek as she replied, " Because for one, it’s snowing outside, two, I made us hot chocolate and three �� you promised me we’d bake the gingerbread house together "

He grins, " Ok, I’m up! " he sits up then tugs her in for a sweet kiss before murmuring against her lips, " I love you "

She whispers softly, " I love you too "

Later on, the pair enter the kitchen together – she pulls out the necessary ingredients and utensils before she stood up, with a soft smile across her lips. " Ok, now that everything out, let’s start … "

He mixes the ingredients for the gingerbread whilst she is preparing the frosting, suddenly without much of a warning, she feels his lips over her jawline causing her to blush, then look at him. " What was that for? "

He shrugs, with a seemingly innocent expression across his face, " Nothing "

" Aha " She nods, not convinced with his gesture, " Of course it’s nothing "

As they proceeded to work in silence, his innocent gestures continued, he’d playfully brush her hair out of her face, would lean closer and murmur sweet nothings over her shoulder causing her to squirm and swat him away, " Jordan! " she laughs.

" What? " He retorts with a playfully innocent tone.

" Hendo? Can we focus please? " She gestures to the gingerbread house that was slowly being constructed.

He doesn’t seem to relent, the frosting bowls were long discarded as he stood behind her, one hand rests on her waist while the other pushes her hair to the side to nuzzle his lips against the length of her neck down to her shoulder drawing out soft whimpers from her, he smiled, " I need you babe " he murmurs.

The sudden drop in his tone, coupled with the intensity of his kisses caused a shudder to course through her veins, " Ten minutes " she whispers with a playfully warning tone.

He smirks, " Too much, I’ll be done at four "

" You sure about that old man? " She asks with a jocular tone.

He pressed a featherlight kiss on the back of her neck where he knew she was sensitive, then added. " Oh you’re getting it … " he chuckled darkly before turning her to face him, he rests one hand on the back of her neck while the other tightly grips her bare waist under her ( his ) shirt — he leans in to capture her lips in a searing yet tender kiss drawing out a deep groan from him, " Jesus, love two years in, and I can’t get enough of you "

" Neither can I " She murmurs, tugging him in to deepen the kiss for a brief moment before he hoists her up on the counter drawing out a giggle from her.

" Come on now, spread those legs for me darling … " He murmurs, spreading her legs open, then he proceeded to pull her panties down. " Now I’m gonna make you a deal alright? "

" What? " She states with a soft smile.

" If I get you to drench my fingers, you’re going to agree to what I told you about a few months back " He murmurs, planting soft kisses across the length of her inner thighs drawing out a whine from her, " No ifs, ands, or buts "

" But Jordan I ca— Oh my god " She gasps, the moment his tongue licked a long stripe from her clit to her slick walls. " Fuck " she gasps.

He resists the urge to smile as he licked another stripe before gently coaxing his index digit into her slick cunt, " Love, you’re drenched and I barely touched you " he murmurs with a playful tone.

She whines softly, thrusting her hips up to meet the friction caused by his tongue and index curling inside of her walls, " Jordan " she moans, " Oh my god … feels so good "

His index digit was soon joined by his middle digit all the while his tongue flicked her clit drawing out more sounds from her, her chest rising and falling at a rapid pace — " Keep going, –uh– … oh my god " she whines.

He shifted from leisure strokes to rapidly flicking his tongue up and down to match the rhythmic thrusts of his digits, the sensation sending shivers across every inch of her body, " Oh my god, don’t stop … Oh fuck " she whimpers, biting down on her lower lip.

He looks up just as he continued to flick his tongue against her clit a few more times before he felt her arousal explode against his digits and tongue, he lapped up every drop of her arousal before pulling his digits out to lick them clean in front of her, " Fucking delicious " he whispers.

She giggles breathlessly, " There’s still two more minutes of the supposed four minutes "

" You fucking minx " He chuckles as she tugs him in while he pulled down his sweatpants and boxers, " You ready? "

" Shut up and fuck me " She murmured, capturing his lips in a kiss.

" Ah ah love, all that dirty talk might get you on the naughty list " He smirks, teasing her with the tip of his cock.

She half whined half giggled, " It’s bad enough we’re doing it next to our unfinished gingerbread house "

He laughs softly before the pair released a unanimous gasp upon feeling the length of his cock seethe penetrate her walls, " I don’t care love … " he tugs her close with one wrapped tightly around her waist, he then buried his face in her neck. " I just need to feel you and my god, you’re so warm baby "

She wrapped her arms around his shoulder, " I .. Jordan " she whimpers then bites down on her lip.

" I know baby, I know " He murmurs, alternating between nibbling and kissing the tender skin of her neck. " Jesus, I don’t think I’ll ever grow tired of feeling you wrapped around me like this, so warm that I don’t think I’ll even be able to pull out "

" Then move " She whines.

He chuckles, " Just a moment love " he nestled himself between her legs, " Ok " he breathed out.

He lazily thrusted in and out of her pussy while he rests his forehead on hers, " I love you baby, I love you so much " he whispers pecking her lips.

" I love you too " She breathed out.

His lazy thrusts changed in the blink of an eye, drawing out louder sounds from her. " Oh my .. feels so good "

" So good " He whispered hotly in her ear, " I’m going to cum baby, you think you can let me do that … think you can let me cum inside of you " he cooed.

" Please " She whimpers, pushing her hips against his.

He gripped her waist with both of his hands, while his teeth sunk into her shoulder, she whines a string of curses, " Fuck … I’m gonna cum too "

" Come on baby, cum all over my cock, make a mess all over my cock like the good girl you are " He whispers, lifting his head up to press his lips entirely over hers.

The knot in her lower abdomen explodes as a loud ‘Fuck’ escapes her lips. " Oh my god " she whispers.

He rests his head on her shoulder to collect his breath before chuckling softly and lifting his head up, " I don’t know about you but I’m in the mood to finish the gingerbread house "

" In the mood huh? " She giggles, pecking his lips softly.

" But before that, I need to do something " He whispers, mostly to himself.

She frowns in confusion before her eyes widened, he unclasps the chain around his neck to pull it out of his shirt revealing a beautiful ring, " Jordan? " she whispers, confused by his gesture.

" Love, I’ve been holding this for the past three months, Milly helped me pick it out " He blushed. " I knew from the day I met you in that art gallery that I was a goner, so .. " he looks up, " Think you can make me the happiest man in the world and marry me? "

Tears brim in the corner of her eyes as she nods quickly, " Yes I will "

He slips the ring then proceeds to kiss her softly, " I love you "

" I love you too " She whispers.

#jordan henderson #jordan henderson imagine #jordan henderson x reader #jordan henderson fanfiction #jordan henderson fluff #jordan henderson one shot #jordan henderson smut

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