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yukari33 · 9 months

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Polaroid

Sero x Reader smut

Warnings: unprotected sex, camera girl, swearing, mirror sex, creampie, and fingering

Your recently got a polaroid cameron to take some nice photos of you and your boyfriend Sero. You wanted to keep one of them in the back of your phone case.

When you got back to your dorm you pulled out your paint makers and started to draw cute designs on the camera to add to the boring color. The door opens and you see Sero walking in wearing some casual clothes. You take this chance to take a photo of him. He looks at you confused. "When did you get that?" "The other day. Wanna see the pic?" "Sure." He looks at the devloping photo and nods in approval.

"So wanna take some more cute couples photos because it'll be cute?" He smiles, "Sure." He pauses for a second. "Actually I have an idea." You look at him with an eyebrow raised. He takes the mirror pannel by your door and sets it infront of your dresser so that it's pointed at the bed. He sits on the bouncy mattress and motions for you to come over.

You sit infront of him in your cute skirt and he holds your waist while you take a photo having the camera covering your face. A hand runs up your leg as you fan the polaroid photo. "What," you ask smirking. His hand runs up and down leaving goosebumps on your leg. "Forgot how nice of legs you have." You roll your eyes and look at the photo. "Looks cute."

Next you take a photo of Sero sitting infront of you and you behind him smiling and with your chin on his shoulder. To tease him you begin to kiss his neck and slide a hand down the front of his shirt. You hear a low groan that turns you on. "Thats what you get, now back to work" you say pulling away. He turns around and pins you on the bed. "No, it was just getting fun. Plus we can take some 'interesting' photos."

Your lips connect and it turns into long passionate kiss. He kisses down you neck to your shirt where he pulls it over you head along with your bra and continues his journey down your body. You can't help but gasp and moan when he gets to your hips and bites at along your bikini line. He looks up at you with lust in his eyes. You take the moment and take a photo of him and wooooo! does this man like teasing you. He managed to slither his hand under your panties and he pushes 2 digits inside you. "Fuck!" You gasp dropping the camera and grab his hair.

He spreads his fingers and begins to scissor you. "Sero, fuck!" He can feel his cock starting to throb by the sound of your moans and watching you fall apart. He takes out his fingers to remove your skirt and panties and continues scissoring your tight hole. You grip the sheets and his hair tight as his digits pump inside you at an increasingly fast pace. "This is why you don't tease me baby," he says giving your clit a lick, causing your hips to buck.

"Fuck me already please!" "I already am, you just won't get my dick until you cum." You feel a tight knot in your stomach ready to explode. "Sero im close!" He smirks and grabs the camera at the ready. His fingers pick up at and inhuman speed throwing you over the edge. "Fuck!! Im cuming!" You practically squirt all over his hand making his cock ache.

Sero takes this opportunity to take a photo of your face. His dick is throbbing to be inside you knowing your walls will squeeze him dry. "That's a good girl." He sets down the camera and licks his fingers clean of your juices, savoring the taste. You catch you breath and watch him strip down to his boxers then kicks those off as well. "You ready baby?"

All you can do is nod as he spreads you legs further apart gazing at your glistening pussy. He alings himself and slides his cock then bottoms out easily knocking the wind out of you. "I won't move until you say ok?" You whimper in response. He kisses along your jawline and neck so gently that it tickles. You catch your breath and move you hips to signal him to move.

Big mistake because he begins a burtially fast pace. "Sero wait! Too much! Fuck!" Your pleas fall on defs ears he just chuckles and bites your collar bone. Sero knows how fuck you until you're a babbling mess. Your poor pussy so overstimulated but throbbing for more. Your mind feels fuzzy as his cock glides along your soaked walls.

He is just enjoying this so much watching you fall apart. Your fucked out expression could make him cum right now if he wanted. His hand grabs your leg and holds it against his shoulder while the other grips your hips. This position is making it easier for him to hit your g-spot perfectly.

You grab the sheets tight till your knuckles are white. "You feel so fucking good honey. Im so addicted to your pussy." He's so drunk on your pussy it's driving him crazy. His thumb rubs your clit making your hole clench around his cock. "Sero! It's too much!" "You can take it, baby. I know you can."

Your tongue is practically hanging out from pleasure. Sero feels himself getting close from your pussy squeezing so tightly. "Sero im gonna cum," you manage to say gasping. "Same baby. Cum for me darling." The knot in your stomach releases and you squirt all over his thighs. With one last thrust, Sero burries himself inside you, relasing his seed. You see his eyes flutter in pleasure, and man, is it a sight to see.

He grabs the camera and takes a photo of his cock inside you and the mess the two of you made. He pulls out and sets the camera down. Sero lays down next to you and sighs. "Well, we're never sharing those photos with anyone," you laugh to yourself. He smiles. "I mean, if they ever find them, then it will be a surprise to see."

You roll on your side and pull him towards you. "The other photos are really cute, though." He kisses your forehead, "Yeah, im gonna keep mine in the back of my phone." "That was the plan." The two of you fall asleep holding each other peacefully.

#sero smut #sero hanta #mha smut #my hero academia #bnha smut

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oceanlipgloss · 4 months

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5.1.2024

—nsfw

Time for dessert with Paimon lol the scene says "I can see you blushing wherever I look" and that sounds so appealing I tell you

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intro: this is unrelated to the H-scene, but no more images fit in my previous entry and OH MY GOD BELIAL. MC GETS TO MEET HIM NOW! I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO THAT SO MUCH AAAAH And. Did Jjyu just call Bimet. A poop? ROFL well if he insists, how about solid gold poop nah I like Bimet a biiit too much don't even think about it Jjyu he does deserve the insult tho ngl

update I: I really appreciate MC being considerate and trying not to worry the others. Also, when I think about Sitri's H-scene I go to heaven ascend more please and his "don't worry. I can help" just now made my heart flutter so much lmao Paimon being worried, too? <3

update II: it's the subtle shit that shoots me in the heart wooooo

update III: yeah! besties help each other

update IV: roll with it, girl. He's gonna do you in a few anyways, so I'd say him calling you his bestie should be the least of your, um, 'problems'

update V: he feeds my nonexistent hope only to starve it again. I'm going to treat myself to his H-scene again soon. It's perfect in every way, food for my heart pun fully intended and I wish there was more because my god

update VI: lol Paimon quickly catching on to the meaning behind Sitri's 'I can help' and insisting to rain on his parade? Everyone has to get a turn but still, pls Sitri for the main course, Zagan for dessert and Satan for breakfast

update VII: oooooh, something new this time

update VIII: oh my. Mirrors. It's full of mirrors. Meaning he'll be able to see MC in every single mirror as he rails her, so no matter where he looks, he'll see her blushing, like the quote says. Nice thinking, Paimon lol

update IX: oh yeahhh there's going to be more 'steps' this time. You better undress EACH OTHER this is exciting

update X: 'play,' you say, eh?

update XI: one word: YES

update XII: I see. I really see. Uh-huh. I can read his mind

update XIII: fucking hell, it's already lunchtime! The subtle stuff, it's always the subtle stuff

update XIV: he's behaving the total opposite of his appearance skjbkebsjf like 'you WILL look at the mirror and you WILL see what I'm going to do to you' mhm

update XV: dear Lord the mere concept of it. Exquisite have a gold star

update XVI: YEAHHHH

update XVII: MC gets it. This is what I was talking about in my other post ugh yaaaas

update XVIII: no but him telling her what to do? "Place your hands on the wall" GODDAMMIT PAIMON YES

update XIX: rockin' yours truly is vibing with this

update XX: holy mother of— his arms and thighs, yo

update XXI: even MC is like holy cow this is unreal but I'm like girl, say that to porn. THIS, ON THE OTHER HAND? THIS IS ARTISTIC But WHERE IS THE BLOOD??? WE NEED PAINT

update XXII: good stuff munch munch

update XXIII: that last part? Paimon taking a mirror, throwing it on the ground and ordering MC to gaze down at it? Then MC nutting falling apart because of that? YUP.

update XXIV: compensating for lack of blood with fluff isn't a substitute for ketchup quite enough, but this was really nice, so...the fluff, here it comes!

update XXV: leave it to MC to end things with a bang

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6.1.2024

+note: this was really good. I was, however, expecting there to be blood. I do understand the reasons for staying on the safe side, but honestly, it's sad and unfortunate that this avoidance has to be practiced when the game itself is founded on dark and unusual themes—that alone should be a pass for unorthodox things to be injected into it. Including Paimon's Haematophilia would've sprinkled extra spice and given an even more unique dash to this scene. The sheer contrast with his sweet appearance would've truly been a cherry on top.

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edit 1: well guys, guess what! It's time for one of THOSE battles again. You know, 3-48 with those screeching angels how tf is something so horrendous an angel and the spike-shitting ones! I said it was coming, didn't I? So woohoo, I was right got stuck again I expected this to happen after the H-scene tbh, the battles were much too easy IMMA HOPEFULLY PASS WITH THAT SINGLE L CARD OF MINE THO maybe not because I refuse to spend my lesser keys just yet, so let's see how many days it'll take me to pluck some feathers this time (update 2: this girl definitely isn't passing with her one L card)

edit 2: dude this battle is hellish difficult FR (update 1: I take that back. It's hardcore+) so for now DOWN WE GO AND DEFEAT IT IS, BOYS pffft (update 3: I just promoted Satan's card for the last time *coolly crosses fingers* but tell you what, everyone other than Satan is quickly skipping to the other side Satan isn't gonna be of much help on his own) (7.1.2024, update 4: you're telling me there's one more promotion to get to level 90? Lmfao hell nah bro I'm not doing it. Noooooooo)

edit 3: OMFG I— This is irrelevant to what I was talking about but it's memorable asf lol so, I was shuffling through the characters I have and scrolling their opinion sections. I once again found myself thinking that Gusion is hot because goddamn, he really is. Anyways, in his section someone wrote, "him asking me 'what's 1000-7?' while railing me" and I'm gonna break into a dance because IT'S A TOKYO GHOUL REFERENCE AND AS A HUGE TOKYO GHOUL FAN THE CONTEXT OF IT IS KILLING ME LMAO Whoever is behind that comment, you've got big brains. You deserve 1000 stickers. Gusion would love you lol and most importantly, your idea is making me feel things I can't wait for MC to meet him I also predict that his H-scene will be BOMB

8.1.2024

edit 4: I PASSED. OH MY GOD. I PASSED. I DON'T BELIEVE IT. BARBATOS, ASTAROTH, PPYONG, MY SAVIOURS! YOU PROTECTED SATAN AND SAVED ME! Let me mention what happened, though, because my God. The third time was the charm in this case. After try upon try, I almost won, but then Satan died, so no can do. That was near-win number one. On my second almost-victory, I had 2 angels left but they were the screaming ones—I had two remaining hearts, so I was was just about to either move Satan and use his Ultimate attack or let one of them pass but guess what? NO MORE MOVES! Satan's HP was near zero so he goes *poof* and I lose with hope because WE CAN ALL SEVEN OF US KICK BUTT AS WE ARE AFTER ALL! The third time, though? Rattle 'em, boys we got it in the bag! Anyways, I'm elated. TIME TO CONTINUE THE STORY and perhaps not celebrate just yet, because I'm certain more battles like this one are on the way. But wow, it really did take three days this time too!

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update XXVI: ugh he can't help it <3

update XXVII: I'm sorry, but...SMELLY FLY? Pffff

update XXVIII: Jjyu's insults are weird asf lol I mean, 'you're worse than a pill bug' and 'you're like spittle'? lmao

update XXIX: It's heartbreaking and unjust that devils have lost a lot because of angels. Belial lost his voice, Andre lost his family and friends...it's so sad and unjust. And the fact that Belial spoke on his own when he thought MC was Solomon is so sweet and touching. There's so much meaning and emotion behind this gesture.

update XXX: excuse me while I obsess over the fact that he has to have his hands on her or be near her somehow

update XXXI: this is truly so sweet. And Belial seems to be very gentle and get emotional quite easily. I love that so much

update XXXII: what the angels are doing is monstrous. What the hell

update XXXIII: when someone is as anguished as this, nothing can truly comfort them, but he really deserves a long, silent hug until his tears just start to fall and some of the pain gets out

update XXXIV: thank you for being kind to him, MC <3

update XXXV: he's so hurt and heartbroken. I feel so sad for him

update XXXVI: it seems that I've already put 30 images, so I can't add more, but Belial thanking MC for acknowledging his sadness, and Jjyu immediately following after with "you bedwetter!" is hilariously smart lol because come on, he is NOT wrong she IS a bedwetter, just not in the sense he means

update XXXVII: now it's Bimet's turn to add a light touch to this emotional scene, apparently, because MC and Belial are both crying, Belial is wiping MC's tears (he's so sweet, I love him so much already) MC, you should wipe his tears too and cue Bimet coming in with "I can't see through my tears. Condolence money pls :(" lol I adore him

update XXXVIII: lmao everyone is thinking about how vile Bimet is and is glaring daggers at him. Meanwhile, Mammon is just *proud* like 'THAT'S MY RIGHT-HAND MAN, EVERYONE!'

update XXXIX: Sitri, my sweet...sometimes, only sometimes, the one thing you seem to hear well is heartbeats. Satan probably got a sore throat because of how often he's told others that MC is Solomon's daughter and not Solomon himself, yet you still insist that she is indeed Rika? Solomon I GET THAT YOU MISS HIM A BUNCH BUT PLEASE, SITRI, LISTENNN And now, look at this man as he scolds Ppyong for 'saying that Belial is dead' when all the poor marshmallow ever did was repeat again and again that BELIAL IS NOT DEAD never worry, though, Sitri, for I still love you to bits

#what in hell is bad diaries #what in “hell” is bad #what in hell is bad #whb #whb paimon

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ericarrot · 2 years

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Some Deltarune doodles (i'd redraw some sprites too ehe) for practicing because they are fun to draw!

Also my contribution for this fandom wooooo

This took me 3 days (in total for around 2-3 hours) and they are all just stretchy stretchy messy lineless paintings so yeah.. sorry if i missed some details

I hope you like em!

#deltarune #kris deltarune #ralsei deltarune #susie deltarune #berdly deltarune #noelle deltarune #deltarune fanart #video games #artists on tumblr

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snowfoxsakura · 3 months

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Genshin-sona/self instert thingy wooooo

(I inserted the plushie i have irl too bc why not)

her name is still Sakura despite beng from sumeru but i'll explain that in a sec))

long and kinda sad/trauma filled/edgy backstory bc im incapable of making happy backstories for my self inserts))

She is the child of 2 adventurers from sumeru. as a toddler she always joined her parents' adventures. one day as they were going to inazuma through a ship they came across a big storm. that storm wrecked the ship and seperated her from her parents. no matter how much she tried to go near her parents and save them she couldnt do anything as a little girl. as what remained of the wrecked ship was sinking she hit her head, seeing a light blue light before falling unconscious.

she was later found by a wlw youkai couple on an inazuman shore unconscious, holding her plushie and a cryo vision, protected by a cryo shield. a shield that broke only when she woke up. Due to the head injuries and the trauma she suffered, she had forgotten alot of stuff including her own name and the faces of her parents. the 2 youkai decided to adopt her as they have always wanted a child and gave her the name sakura because of her pink eyes and flower shaped pupils. the 3 later moved to sumeru in order to be safe from the vision hunt decree.

Growing up she was surprisingly energetic and happy. she had a big imagination that made playing house with other kids so much fun and she gained a reputation for coming up with the wildest scenarios and stories.

She was never interested in being an academia researcher. her interest was more in visual arts and crafts. drawing, painting, crocheting etc. but her biggest passion was sharing her stories so she started practicing acting, later getting in zubeyr theater. quickly befriending alot of people there including Nilou.

due to her childlike nature people are very 50/50 about her. some find it cute, some dislike it. but her childish nature and big imagination caused her to be the only grown up who can dream and see the aranara in sumeru ((yeah even the akasha couldn't completely make her unable to dream, it limited her creativity alot tho))

in her dreams she would play with the aranara and lesser lord kusanali, who she knew as nahida and thought she is just a regular kid until the samsara incident.

outside of theater work she likes to take walks around the forest and draw anything she thinks is pretty. she always carries her pencils, brushes and paints in the bag she made herself.

in the archon quest she helped the traveler figure out they are in a repeating dream with nahida, who she found out is lesser lord kusanali way before the traveler.

if she was in the game she would probably appear in the nahida archon quest and any quest relating the aranara

for her world quest,i think it would be about her finding out about her birth parents and real name through the irminsul and her dreams with nahidas help. that would make for some emotional cutscenes xp

Playstyle: she is a cryo catalyst support and shielder. her skill makes a shield and creates energy particles when enemy hits the shield. her burst freezes enemies without needing hydro kinda like Zhongli's burst, also applies cryo to enemies and buffs elemental reaction dmg

i feel like she'd be a 5 star but idk y'all can decide

and before you ask,

Yes our oc's can be friends :3 and you can draw them together

(only as friends tho, or maybe mentor/ student too, idk just dont make it romantic, she already has a bf lolol

i might post him soon too)

#art #digital art #artist #artwork #artists on tumblr #my art #digital drawing #digitalart #oc artwork #self insert #genshin oc #genshin impact oc #genshin impact self insert #self insert oc #oc lore #genshin impact

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gimme-gimme-georgie-weasley · 1 year

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Festive Dreams of Corduroy [G.W. x Reader] --

Word Count: 0.5k [really short, i know :( ]

Based off Corduroy Dreams for all of my fluff suckers ;) Christmas is coming wooooo!!!!!!

“How could I ignore you?” George sang out, his nose crinkling as his lips curled up into a smile sweeter than Fizzing Whizzbees.

His fingers plucked away at the strings of the guitar he had in his embrace. His father, Arthur Weasley, had brought it home after a day in the muggle world, supposedly due to his endless fascination with muggle technology and all things muggle-related. George, too, was not far off from his father as he continued to effortlessly slide his fingers across the fretboard of the guitar.

“Trust me, I adore you.” He cooed out to you, leaning in to nuzzle your noses together. The brief friction sent shivers down your spine as his warm breath tickled the top of your lip. This had caused a chain reaction, for your lips, too, curled into a smile, mirroring his.

The fireplace in the living room casted the shadow of your bodies cuddled together on the wall behind the couch your reposed forms were on. The musky scent of his sweater blended decadently with the soothing voice vibrating from his chest, slowly lulling you to sleep by his side.

“We’re swimming through our dreams.” His voice slowly faded after noticing you had fallen asleep next to him. He gently set his guitar down, careful not to wake you from your peaceful slumber.

Slowly, he pulled a blanket Molly Weasley had knitted the previous Christmas over your nestled bodies. Your curves molded perfectly, creating the epitome of true comfort. His eyes darted down to admire your features. He admired the way your hair framed your face, much like a billion-dollar painting. To him, however, you were priceless. He took your hand in his and slowly rubbed hearts into it. The friction warmed the tips of his fingers, which he smiled at.

George gingerly pushed the hair covering your forehead out of the way to make room for the kisses coming your way. One kiss became two, and two kisses became three. Soon enough, every inch of your forehead was visited by his lips. Of course, by the third kiss, you were woken up by how ticklish it was. You giggled, hitting him gently in the chest.

“George! That tickles!” You laughed, nestling your face further into his chest. Your forehead was now no longer in sight.

“C’mon, love! Let the Kiss-Monster ravage your cute forehead!” George said, trying to pry your head out of his warm chest for his next line of attack.

“Let a girl sleep, Georgie.” You looked up at him lovingly, a light pout forming on your lips.

“Oh, Merlin. You’re practically inviting my lips to meet yours!” George cupped your face in his hands and gave you an Eskimo kiss.

“You’re the other half of me.”

“Drink and sleep and laugh with me.”

“Get a room!” Fred yelled from the kitchen, a cup of water in hand as he looked at the two of you with feigned disgust.

“How about...” George looked at his twin, faking deep thought, “No!”

George transfigured a mistletoe at the top of your heads, then pulled the blanket over the two of you before ultimately attacking your body with kisses.

“Merry Christmas, Love.”

[GIF not by me]

#george wealsey x reader #george weasley #george wealsey imagine #harry potter #george weasley oneshot #harry potter oneshot

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kalu-luwa · 2 years

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kalu! i want to get into drawing, do you have any tips for starting out?

AAAAA OMG OMG OMG NICE HELLO FELLOW ARTIST WOOOOO

okok! first off..... practice. bit of a no brainer but I promise you, if you practice by drawing the things you like, it won't seem like a chore. don't stress your wrists too much, and take breaks every so often. keep your wrists relaxed and don't cramp it into weird positions if you can.

next off...... pick a medium that you think works best for you. painting? sure! digital? as long as you find a good program to use (I used autodesk sketchbook when I first started, but now I'm using medibang paint)... traditional? alright, go for it!

thirdly.... it's perfectly ok if your artstyle is shaky at the beginning. I've been drawing for a good portion of my life but it's only now that i've started getting consistent in my style. inspiration from others is ok, that's how we learn anyway. don't plagiarise though, that ain't very pogchamp.

fourthly, study up a bit on theory. you don't have to go full out art school on it, but it's helpful to know colour theory and dynamic posing etc

lastly...... have fun! art is subjective and is a constantly changing world. express yourself and do what you think looks right to you. your art is your own, and no one can draw the same way you do. take inspiration, but don't be disheartened by 'better' artists. I'm sure they also have someone they look up to, so just draw to your heart's content!!!

and with that, welcome to the visual arts community, sammo!!!

#thanks for the ask sammo!#you'll do great man!!#i'll be cheering for you every step of the way!!!#espi.ritu #art ask #weggy board #very excited omg

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crebbyhermit · 3 years

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#pokemon #crebsketch #pokemon bw #n #Natural Harmonia Gropius #lord. i hate that name #wooooo two hourish painting practice #every n i draw has golden lighting and pink shading #okay into queue u go #and archive #n i miss you

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bruhbertwest · 4 years

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I MADE A LITTLE DEMON ME IN A PICREW AND DECIDED TO REDRAW HIM :)!! (CLICK FOR BETTER QUALITY)

#WOOOOO THIS TOOK SO LONG #ALSO I LIKE . REALIZED THAT I HAVENT BEEN DRAWING PEOPLE IN A WAY THATS NATURAL TO ME BC I WAS TOO OBSESSED WITH MAKING THINGS LOOK PERFECT #SO I TRIED DRAWING PEOPLE MORE NATURALLY FOR THE FIRST TIME AND THIS IS THE RESULT IM SO PROUD OF IT OMGGGG #DRAWING IS SO MUCH MORE FUN NOW AAUUGGHHH I CANT WAIT TO PRACTICE MORE AND POLISH MY STYLE #MY ACTUAL STYLE AS I DRAW MORE N IT BECOMES MORE NATURAL WILL PROBABLY BE CARTOONIER :)#BUT IM STILL OBSESSED WITH PAINT SHADING LIKE AUGUGHHH I LOVE PAINTING SO MUCH EVEN THO IT TAKES FOREVER #ANYWAY THIS IS MY IDEAL FORM TRANSITION GOALS 😍😍 I WANT THIS FIT AND THESE PIERCING WOWWWWWW #MY ART

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gwinverarrouz · 5 years

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Sleep - Draw your OC napping, in their bed or in an inconvenient or strange location

Decided to go with Elouan sleeping in their closed bed, since it is somewhat unusual. Thank you very much for the ask, anon! ^w^

(by the way if you were trying to call me out for not letting them rest it’s working)

#mydrawings #MyCharacters #Elouan #digital art practice wooooo!!#i... definitely wasn't planning on spending so much time on this #me when i received the ask: oh i'll just do a quick sketch #me two days later: wELL guess i have to learn how to paint W O O D #you can see i kinda gave up on the background after that but it's been days i want to do something else #aaaa im happy someone would take the time to ask about my characters

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anonymousbathtub · 7 years

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｡ﾟ｡+ INKTOBER DAY 20: “deep” +｡ﾟ｡

“deep - profound or penetrating in awareness or understanding, extending or situated far in from the outer edge or surface.”

took a less literal view with this one - have some deep space thoughts!

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suganovakawa · 4 years

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𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐄 .

PAIRINGS : tooru oikawa x fem!reader , platonic hajime iwaizumi x fem!reader

GENRE : angst , romance

WARNINGS : cursing , car accident , amnesia recovery

SYNOPSIS : tooru doesn’t understand how special you are to him until he comes close to losing you forever . as he struggles to comes to grips with his feelings and balance it with his future , you still have to recover from your own injuries , but without your memories to assist you .

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 < [ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ] > 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄

what is hajime’s deal ? what did oikawa do to him to get him so upset ?

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SAUDADE

( 𝐧 . ) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant , or that has been loved and then lost ; “ the love that remains ”

⠀you weren't an idiot. you know, damn well at that, you are far from an idiot. and you sure as hell hoped hajime didn't take you as one. you lost your memories, not your common sense.

⠀it was quite obvious that hajime had that oikawa boy pinned up against a wall, and not in the dreamy way fanfictions like to describe it as. no, there was definitely unwanted tension between the two; it was evident they didn't like each other. despised each other, even. whether you had known of this before or after your incident, you wouldn't have been able to remember something like that.

⠀you really, truly hoped hajime didn't underestimate your observation skills, or your common sense. any random passerby would've seen the anger blazing those olive hued irises of his as he glared down at your classmate. was it coincidence that it was oikawa of all people that you two happened to bump into after school? you wouldn't have known of the brunet's reasons to have stayed at seijoh; then again, it probably wasn't any of your business.

⠀you wanted to speak up and confront iwaizumi as you had turned the corner - he was fast, but not fast enough to back up from the other before you laid eyes on the two boys. if the atmosphere between the three of you alone wasn't suffocating, you might've. it wasn't like you were afraid of confronting him. he seemed like a reasonable person, open to communication.

⠀in truth, it was oikawa you were worried about.

⠀the poor guy turned pale, the color draining from his skin when you entered the scene. as to why he had such a pitiful reaction, you wouldn't be able to guess. from the looks of his typical poise and attitude during school hours, he certainly didn't seem like the weak, bashful type. and according to hajime, he too had played volleyball alongside him. however, the universe seemed to not want you to know of their current relationship status - every time you asked, distractions would get in the way of an answer. in this scenario, oikawa’s silent plea for an escape was what drove you to play the oblivious card. the relief that shone in both of their eyes as you turned around to walk away sent your stomach in nervous turmoil.

⠀come to think of it, you were pretty kept in the dark about all of this. you only knew as much as hajime was willing to tell. the idea of asking others wasn't appealing to you yet; hajime seemed to be quite content being the only individual answering all of your questions. and while you were more than grateful for his assistance and his company alike, there was always that voice in the back of your head trying to reach out to you, but you had no idea what it was trying to say. it was too blurry to be put into words.

⠀you waited in front of aoba johsai with your arms crossed loosely at your sides, waiting for iwa to take you home as he had been insisting to everyday this week. whether he wanted this to occur everyday or not, that’s what it seemed like to you. you didn’t mind, but you wanted to branch out and find out who your other friends were. you spoke to the volleyball team at lunch time, and you enjoyed their company tremendously. alas, it was the only time of day you were able to give them, as hajime was quick to escort you everywhere, practically glued to your hip.

⠀the thought of you two being in a relationship crossed your mind, more times than one. it would be a valid explanation for his behavior. he acted the way a boyfriend should - walking you to and from school, helping you with assignments and keeping you company after hours, even offering to carry your belongings when you can clearly do it yourself. you appreciated and acknowledged the chivalry, but when it became too out of hand, you were curious. if you two were an item before your accident, was there a reason he hadn't told you yet? you remembered quite clearly what happened that first day you woke up in a hospital bed, he made it clear that you and him were just friends - nothing more, nothing less - but his behavior has been convincing you otherwise.

⠀"hajime - " you were cut off by the way he gripped your wrist - firm, but nothing that could hurt you. you wouldn't have been able to pull away if you wanted to, though. his strength outmatched yours. your words caught in your throat, he was angry, very angry. the scowl painted on his face frightened you; you hadn't seen him act this way all week. was this oikawa's fault? what could he have done to make him this worked up?

⠀"hajime, please slow down. i can't keep up with you pulling me around like this." your voice was solid enough to knock him out of his frustration, he jolted a bit and loosened his hold on your wrist so you could pull back. his hands clenched into fists, but you could tell he had calmed down. not all the way, but he was sensible. you were on your guard. usually you could read him like a book - he was always open to you. now, there was no telling what he was going to say to you next.

⠀"y/n, i have a request for you." his voice was quiet, soft spoken - as if projecting any louder would let off a bomb. "of course, you're not obligated to, but i would really, really appreciate if you could do this one thing for me."

⠀"sure, it's the least i can do to repay the kindness you've showed me all week. i can handle a simple request." your body was tense, and so was his. however, the tension was created from two different reasons. "what do you need from me, hajime?"

⠀"stay away from oikawa."

⠀you blinked. "excuse me?"

⠀"as far away as you can, don't let him talk to you, don't let him step near you, nothing. you shouldn't be with someone like him." your eyes shot open wider as your feet abruptly ceased walking, your chest dropping to your stomach as he caught onto your reaction. you didn't need to open your mouth, he knew exactly what you wanted to say. "he doesn't look like it, but he's a bad person, y/n. you don't need him in your life, you're better off without that germ infecting it. he's done bad things - especially to you. i don't need to remind you, i'll just plague your thoughts with bad things. you don't need to hold that burden."

⠀the vendetta he held against oikawa sent goosebumps through your body, and it wasn't anything comfortable. now he's telling you that he knows something about you he never bothered to tell you about before? didn't you have a right to know? if oikawa hurt you, shouldn't it be your business so that you yourself can judge if you should stay away from him or not? his lack of logic was beginning to concern you, but the glare in his eyes stated clearly that he was taking no argument. and since he was the one with all of his memories, you really had no room to impose.

⠀"... yeah. got it. oikawa bad. very bad. do not engage." hearing your compliance flipped a switch, he smiled brightly and nodded.

⠀"i knew i could count on you, y/n. believe me, you're much better off this way. the things he's done, are completely unforgivable. if you had your memories, you'd agree with me."

⠀maybe, but you wanted to be the judge of that.

a / n : this stupid taglist almost made me cry i had to do it six times because tumblr kept glitching on me n my dumbass kept forgetting to save it BAHAHAHA

wow i’m being productive lmao. second post in one night WOOOOO who needs school 😼 n e ways bit of a self promo but my new smau, rumor has it, is finally out! would be grateful if u check it out 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

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liketheinferno2 · 3 years

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Do you have any types for new artist with aphantasia? You're the first ever artist i've met who has it like me and i find myself struggling a lot ):

Tips? Mostly just use a lot of reference and don’t be afraid to work through a sketch a lot to get it to look the way it’s supposed to, I’ll often grab a whole limb and rotate it with the transform tool then draw over again. Drawing like this feels like... you get better at packing on the pieces and finding the combinations that work instead of trying to realise an idea that was already formed, at least for me.

I only have digital tips but it might be worth learning to photobash your references -- photobashing is taking prexisting photos, textures and stock, then putting it together and painting over to get the image you want. It’s used a lot in concept art but I’ll use it to make location references for my stories because I can’t visualise the locations at all. Like this, and after I’ve done this I can just reference the final image instead of bashing my official art (never posted this pic btw, only refer back to it) --

Another thing to try is I know that it’s very hard to think in 3D when you can’t think visually at all so it might be worth trying to stylistically lean into the flatness and make use of the fact that you’re drawing on a 2D plane. One of my favourites I’ve done is this (below) where there’s not REALLY an in-front or behind in a fully realised way but I tried to stack/overlap different features like I was laying thin slices over each other, then differentiated it through values instead of perspective.

It might be good to put some extra attention into the light and dark balance of your stuff because Things Being Different Colours (Or Textures) is usually something the aphantasic brain can grasp better when it comes to differentiating parts of your piece.

The other thing with this particular piece is I couldn’t grasp the composition so I ASKED FOR HELP. @xxtrashcatxx and I share these characters so I simply asked her for direction and she sent stained glass windows and a pose she’d drawn of two people hands clasped. When we work on the official Dies Irae illustrations she outright draws the thumbnails for me because collab powers with someone who can make mental images. So connecting with artist friends can be a great help.

Scaling down a bit, it also um might take longer than average to grasp art basics because you’re basically training your hands to think for you instead of just drawing. Finding your Aesthetic might be more a conscious choice you have to make, I know when my visualisation skills were GOING (because I used to have them, just a little bit, when I was younger, then developed brain issues lol) I spent a while artistically lost because the idea of drawing cool things didn’t occur to me when I could no longer see the cool things in my head. Sometimes you need to look at other art to be reminded of what you’re allowed to DO. Or maybe I’m just boring inside LOL

Now I very intentionally keep reference folders, pinterest boards, inspiration hoard, got my reblog sideblog, just as much intentional guidance as possible. Running theme here is if you need the help, use it. Look at to tutorials. Do studies or appropriations when the original idea just won’t come, there’s a reason my therapy art is highly-referenced adaptations of classical art or just a plain portrait sometimes. Original Idea Original Pose Original Composition is what I consider a high effort piece, but to chill out and draw for fun I’ll often just reference stock photo poses or magazine covers instead, it’s lower stress that way and I still get the practice in.

I don’t know a lot of artists with aphantasia besides @iliothermia who does the most delicately and lovingly detailed transmasc art I’ve seen and is a massive inspiration to me, in part BECAUSE of his aphantasia; the fact that someone with the same kinda brain as me is already making the kind of art I love the most and doing it such a tender and well-realised way gives me ARTISTIC HOPE FOR THE FUTURE WOOOOO

Thanks for the ask, keep at it, I hope this was ANY? Help? Good luck too.

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p-jiminaa · 4 years

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Play Date (Part 3)

Park Jimin and You.

Summary: It’s all started with a WhatsApp status.

Genre: Fluff, fluff, fluff, and little angst towards the end.

Gif is not mine, credit to the owner.

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You wanted to say 'no' out loud. You ached to tell him that you did not do anything with Jungkook but your mind was clouded by the possibility of him leaving you, without listening to your explanation since he caught you with his friend and what worse than that is he act as if he didn't see you back there. So without saying anything you walk to him and pull him to you while wrapping your arm around his body and burst into tears. "I am sorry." You say in a broken voice. "I just... I wanted to see you last night but seeing you with girls made me so mad that I wanted to leave but caught by Jungkook at the door. We didn't do anything last night. I swear."

You feel Jimin's arm envelop your body. "No No. Y/n. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I know you guys didn't do anything." He tightens his arm around you while placing a kiss onto the top of your head.

"I don't want to lose you Jimin." For real, you don't want to lose him. He's the only person you trust right now.

"Who says about losing me? Hmm?"

"Because you look so mad." You weep.

"I am not mad at you. I am mad at Jungkook. Least he could do is notifying me about you."

"You were busy." At this, you suddenly feel his body stiffens. Slowly he detached himself from you.

He lifted your gazed to meet his eyes. "Just so you know, they are no one. Okay?"

Stupidly enough, without asking him to elaborate more you nodded your head. You should ask him more. Why is he with that girl? Did the message he sent mean nothing?

"Let me send you home."

"Are you sure? I mean is you're about to go somewhere." You remember the conversation you have with Jungkook. He's going somewhere to meet someone and you're pretty sure that someone is not you.

"No, it's fine. I still have time."

"Are you going to meet Cassie?" Your mouth is faster than your thought and you don't even regret your question.

"And if it's her, are you jealous?" He asks, brows raised.

"Just making sure that my boyfriend is not meeting another girl other than his girlfriend."

"It's kinda hot seeing you jealous." You recognized that teasing tone.

You rolled your eyes to his statement. "Yeah, whatever. I am going home."

"Wait seriously?"

"Yeah. Of course." You say as you open up the car's door.

You're about to get in the car when he catches your arm. "You seem off. Tell me."

It's not that you seem off. You literally off right now. People called it paranoid but you called it 'woman instinct'. You just feel a bad hunch especially since he didn't deny your statement earlier. So is that correct then? That he's meeting Cassie. But why? It's Sunday.

"Jimin, I am just tired. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"You know what... come here..." He catches your hand and brought you to his car. But before he opens the door for you, you catch his hand to have his attention. "Where are we going?"

"To get rid of all those bad thoughts of yours." Wait for what? Does he know? But how?

He chortles seeing your face. "I can feel it Y/n. Now come on in..." he says as he opens the door for you and you slide in. Closing the door, he then slides into the driver sits and drives away from the areas.

"Are you kidnapping me?"

"I am Princess."

Your face scrunched hearing the name. "Eww..." He laughs at your response. "Jimin I am serious where are we going?"

"To meet my family." He says as if that a normal thing. Well, it is normal for him but not for you. You're meeting his family for the very first time. Well, you look ahead to meeting his family as he has been telling about them to you but not like this. You've come to meet them unprepared. And what would you introduce yourself to them? Hai, I am Y/n. I decided to date your son because I need someone to play with my heart. That doesn't sound cool.

"Hey Y/n, it's fine. They don't bite." He says reassuring you who looks so nervous. He then moves his hand to hold yours and placed it on his thigh, a gesture that you did not expect at all.

Heaving a long breath to calm yourself down before you ask him again. "Am I not intruding your family time?"

"Y/n... they wanted to see you for a long time. So no, you're not intruding."

You glance at Jimin whose eyes already on you with a smile painted on his lips and nodded his head to assure you before he moves his gaze moved back to the road. Your eyes then trail down to your entangled hands. This makes you both look like a real couple though all of this just a 'playdate'.

"Fine. But Jimin, I have practice later."

He let out a smirk. "I know. But missing practice for a day would not kill, right?"

"Yeah. If I am not caught."

"Then I will make sure you're safe." He lifted your hand, planted a kiss on the back of your hand before he placed it back on his thigh with his attention still on the road. You feel your heart jump because of his action. Just how lucky are you having this man as your boyfriend.

***

When Jimin stop the car, you were beyond surprised seeing several cars parked in front of the bungalow. Why there are so many! "J-Jimin..." you barely able to let out a word due to your nervousness.

Chuckling, he gets off the car and ran to your side, opening the door for you. "I thought there's only your family." By family, you mean his parents and brother.

"Today is my parent's wedding anniversary so there's a celebration." He says as he took your hand, helping you get off the car.

"But..."

"Relax. It's only the close one. The car belongs to my cousin since they live separately with their parents."

If him telling you that he's bringing you to meet his family shock you, this shock you more. "Jimin, I am wearing my last night outfits!" You yell at him, well not out loud but enough for him to understand that you're angry. "And it's still early. Why are all your family is here already."

"My parent is going to Paris after this celebration for their super late honeymoon." He says with a smile on his lips.

"But..."

"No but." He rests his hand on the small back of yours as you walk to the house. "They will be happy to see you Y/n. Plus I wanted to introduce them to you for a long time." He says again.

Jimin did not even knock on the door rather he punch in the passcode on the door. You forgot that this is his home.

When Jimin push opens the door, almost all the head turns to the door. "Jimin!" Everyone's yell in unison. You can see that most of the seats are taken on the couch while some standing near the big glass.

"What’s up everyone!"

When Jimin talks to almost everyone in the room he never forgets to introduce you to them. This is Y/n, my girlfriend. And what you did not expect is that most of them already know you. Now, you really wanted to know what kind of story did Jimin tell them. Plus how can he tell his cousins about you? There are at least fifteen peoples in the room and most of them know you.

"You're the owner of this house yet you're the latest to come." A girl's voice emanates from behind. When you swirl around, a girl with a long hair followed by two other girls who sat with her previously on the couch is walking to both of you. "You must be Y/n." Again! You're quite famous in this family.

In dazed, you turned to him. "I told you they wanted to meet you."

"Yeah. I am Y/n." You introduce yourself to them.

"I am Shera and these are Eva and Kaia." She gestured to the other two younger girls standing beside her.

"Pleasure to meet you."

"We heard a lot about you," Eva said with a teasing smile and you can only smile to her teasing. Now, you're beyond curious about what Jimin told them about you.

"I hope that a good thing."

"Yes, it is. And if you need something to blackmail him. You can text us." Kaia says haughtily.

"Seriously? The first time I brought a girl home, you're already giving her idea to go against me." Jimin whines. Ohhh... so you're the first girl he brought home. That's a good thing to hear.

"Girl will always side with a girl, Jimin," Eva says smugly to which Jimin rolls his eyes, annoyed.

"Finally today is the day I meeting the famous Y/n." A broad shoulder guy says as he walks to you.

"This is Steph. My brother." Eva explained.

"Yeah as if she would believe you."

Wait, what? Confused you turn to Jimin. "They are actually husband and wife." Unable to hide your shock all of them laugh at you.

"Wait you actually believe in her words?" Steph asks in disbelieve.

"Sorry! It's just Jimin told me all of the attendees are his cousin."

"Well, Jimin's father is my Mom's brother so that makes me and Jimin cousin and my husband as his cousin in law. If the terms exist though." Eva explained. Ah okay. You got it now. Stupid you to think that all of his cousins are unmarried. Of course, some of them are married.

"So why are you late?" Steph asks Jimin.

"It's Sunday night what do you expect." You rolled your eyes to his statement. Did he just proudly tell this man that he spent last night partying.

"Wooooo..." You heard four of them woo-ing. Wait did I miss something.

"And I thought Jimin got no jams." Someone from behind says. You see three men sitting but their gazed or attention is on the tv screen except for the guy who interrupted just now.

"That Mino, Eva's brother, and sitting beside him is my brother and Daniel, Kaia's brother."

But you're still confused and then it's hit you. Wait... are they all thinking about that... Turning to Jimin, you hit his body playfully.

"Aww! Babe!"

"We actually did nothing last night." You explained to them fast.

"Aww Y/n. Relax! Although Jimin is considered the youngest among us excluding his brother we understand." Eva says, wiggling her eyebrows.

"But..."

"You need not try to explain it to them because the more you explained, the more worst their imagination is," Jimin whispers at your ears.

"I hate you!"

"Where are the elders?" Jimin asks.

"Dining room. They have so much to discuss." They? You looked at Jimin the same time he turned his gaze to you. They? You mouthed.

His lips quirked into a smile. “Let’s meet them.” He took your hand leading the way. You both stopped at a door and you heard a commotion from inside.

“Hey, turns that frown upside down. It’s just my uncles and aunties.”

“How many?”

“Four.”

“Persons?”

"Couple." Your eyes are wide in disbelieve.

“Aish come on. I’ll introduce you to them.”

Jimin knocked on the door before he opens the door. There you see four women and a man sitting in front of a round table. The first lady in the turquoise dress stood up and walks to you.

"You're late!" She walks closer to Jimin.

"Blame her." Jimin pointed at you. You turn to him and shot your eyes at him. Did he just blame you!

The woman who is not older than fifty turns to you. You feel her eyes scanning you from head to toe. "You must be Y/n." Not a question but rather a statement.

Your eyes blink a few times, shock again that everyone recognized you in this house. "I- I am."

She smiles and hugs you. "It's nice to finally able to meet you, my Dear. Come, I'll introduce you to everyone." She took your hand and introduce you to everyone in the room. To cut it short, the other three couples are either Jimin's mother of father sibling and the one who hugs you just now is none other than Jimin's mother.

Finishing introducing to everyone, she brought you outside and you turn to Jimin, asking for help but he shrugged his shoulder and let his mother bring you to the kitchen, a place where no one is here.

She asks you to sit on the stool when she makes tea for you. She put the glass in front of you before she sits next to you. This is awkward! Nervous, you sip on the hot tea. "Aww..."

"Oh My God! It's hot!" She took the glass from you. "Are you okay?" She asks as she put the glass on the table.

You nodded your head though you can still feel the hotness of the tea on your lips. She stood up, pouring out cold water for you. "Here. It can lessen the pain."

"Thank you." Honestly, it's been a long time since someone cares for you. Well, it's been a long time since mother care for you like this. The last time you remember your mother talking to you, she hits you.

"Is Jimin treating you well?" The water you drank, you almost pour it out hearing the sudden question from Jimin's mother.

"He is."

"That good to hear." She smiles. "Listen, if he ever bully you, come here and I'll teach him a lesson."

Hearing her said that you let out a smile and nodded your head. It's really good when a grown-up took your side. This kind of treatment, you never get it from your complicated family. You both continue talking and you never feel so good and happy talking with Jimin's mother and your tete-a-tete was interrupted when Jimin's dad walks into the kitchen to where you both are sitting.

"You both are talking as if there's no one outside." He says, standing behind Jimin's mother stool.

"I forgot Hun." She says as she turns and meets his gaze. You love it when their eyes lock. That small lovely gesture you hope you'll be able to feel it one day even when you're old and have wrinkles and others.

"Now, I know you're happy meeting Y/n. But everyone is waiting for us outside." He says as he helps her to stand up. "Oh Y/n... come with us." He says again. You followed them closely from behind and as you went out of the kitchen there's a large cake in the middle of the room. Wait... when did they even set that up? Jimin came to your side with his parents standing in front of us.

"What did Mom talks about?" He asks in a whisper.

"I am not telling."

He brought up his hands before he pinches your cheek, playfully of course. "Jimin!" You whisper shout and unfortunately, it was heard by his parent who swirls to your direction. He let go of your cheek once he realized he had been caught red-handed. His Dad shook his head before he turns back while Jimin's Mom is shooting his eyes at him, warning him to behave. She looks over to you, smiling and sending you a wink before she turns back to the front.

"I can't believe that My Mom is on your side." He says with a pout.

You look over at him and shrugged your shoulder. It's not like you can do anything about it. It's all his fault for telling them about you and of course, a woman will always side with another woman.

***

The party ended during lunchtime because they have a flight to catch at 3 PM and Jimin brought you to the airport to send his parents. His mother again, reminding you to tell him if his son ever hurt you or misbehave to which you agreed happily.

"Thank you for today." You say as Jimin stops in front of their frat house.

"It's worth your absent right?" You nodded your head. The time you spent with his family is so precious especially after you meet his mother.

"I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Sure. Text me up once you reached home." You nodded your head. You unbuckle the seat belt and you got off the car. You slide into your seat, starting up the car before he knocked on the glass. He crouched down to meet your eyes and you feel your heart goes crazy seeing him up close. And why would he do this! This kind of thing only happens in a movie or drama. "Don't forget to shower." And just like that your dream of having a little romantic moment crashed! Rolling your eyes, you closed the window before he moved his head and no, you're not that evil so you stop. Your previous act was just to scare him and he did scared!

"Are you trying to kill me?!"

"Whatever. I'll see you tomorrow." You drive off before you hear his response because you know whatever replies he's about to say, it is to annoy you.

It feels different in the morning when the first call you received today is not from Jimin rather it's from his mother reminding you not to forget about your breakfast and asking you about the classes you'll have today. Although it's only for a few minutes, it just feels great knowing that now somebody, a mother figure is concerned about you.

You drive to college with a big smile today but you didn't see him. Not at the car park, not at their usual hang out spot nor at his class. You do remember what class he's having on Monday morning but surprised when you see the class empty. You walk to your first class and you never feel so happy seeing Jungkook sitting in the last row of the class.

"Jimin is here right?" You ask instantly, sitting on the empty spot next to him. Furrowing his eyebrows as he did not expect you to talk him because not going to lie, it's very for both of you to talk unless there's need for it and honestly, that Sunday night is the longest you had ever converse with him.

"Of course. We come together every day."

"But his class is empty." You heaved a sigh.

"Why don't you call him. We are not living in an era where we have to find a payphone to call someone."

"Saying something with a sarcastic tone doesn't make someone sound smart you know. And I tried calling but there's no answer." You lean against the chair.

"Fine. I'll try to ask others." He then let out his phone. A few moments later he put turn his phone and showed the screen to you. A text message from Namjoon. One word.

Library.

Your lips quirked into a smile. You stand up and was about to go out before Jungkook called up your name making you stop on your tracks.

"Miss Y/n, you do know that our class will start in five minutes."

You shrugged your shoulder. "I know. I just need to see my boyfriend" You say without waiting for his reply. Wait did you just said, boyfriend? Wow, this is a kind of new side of you. You can feel your smile on your face. Is this how couples usually feel? Happy when they're about to meet their other half. If this is the case then you don't want to feel out of love.

Entering the library you were shocked when you see most of Jimin's classmates there. Maybe their class is canceled or their class is held in the library today. But whatever the case, you just need to find him because you have limited time now. So you walk upstairs since one of his friends recognized you and pointed upstairs. You mouthed a 'thank you' and walks to the stairs. When your feet on the last step of the stairs, your head turns instantly to the voice you yearn so much but your smiles drop when you see him not alone.

Casie.

They were busy giggling that they did not realize your presence. Letting out an airy chuckle you walk down and meet his friend who helps you just now. "Did you find him? Our class got canceled today and our lecturer asks us to finish our presentation." He explained. But they did not look like someone who is discussing.

"I have to rush to class so no. Thank you again." You say and stalked out of the room fast.

It was during lunchtime when Jimin finally reply to your text. You left in on 'read' because you're on a mission right now.

You watch Casie is on her way to your side. You're actually waiting for her since ten minutes ago by waiting at her locker.

"Casie?" She smiles.

"Yeah."

"Can I talk to you?"

Although she seems shocked, she agreed anyway. You walk towards the soccer field, the only empty area at the moment.

"What is this all about?" She asked, sounding scared and confused. You swirl around to face her.

"Jimin is my boyfriend, I hope whenever you're with him you know your limits." You said it firmly.

"What?"

"Didn't I made myself clear?"

"But we were just doing our presentation."

"Doesn't look like it." You replied with a tone laced with anger.

"If you're having a problem with your boyfriend you should have talked to him not attacking me."

"But you're the root of this."

Heaving a sigh, she nodded her head. "Fine! I'll keep that in mind." She says angrily before she walks away from you.

It was after the meeting with her that Jimin started calling you. You kind of expect her to report about your meeting to Jimin but wow, this is so quick.

Your car, now.

He sent you a text when you keep on ignoring his call and you have no choice other than to meet him.

You saw how angry his expression are. You saw how he watched your every step until you reached him.

"What did you say to Casie?"

"I am just trying to remind her."

"You need not remind her. She knows her place!" He yells, eyes piercing at you. This attracts unwanted attention from the student who sat at the bench near the car park.

"Jimin, let's discuss it anywhere but here." You tried to hold his arm but he shrugged your hand away.

"Until you realized what your mistakes are, don't ever try to call me." He left and walk to his car and drove away, leaving you on the car park with people whispering whatever they just witness.

You went back to your class taking your bag with you and went home only to be greeted by another problem when your Dad throws a bag at your face once you step in your home. Now, you really have nowhere to go.

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Enasal Lavellan Pt: 46

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Enasal had been exceptionally hands-on with the rebirth of Skyhold. She was pulling vines and weeds, moving furniture, and breaking apart floorboards or frames (with a tremendous amount of joy) if they were deemed irreparable.

It wasn't long before the workers began to come to her with questions and concerns, and Enasal was more than happy to do whatever she could to address them. She was quickly becoming not just a sacred Herald - but a leader. The transition had been unexpected but somehow effortless.

Whenever she'd take a break, she'd spend the whole time walking around Skyhold and checking in on all the projects. In the process, she would usually stop a disagreement or a squabble, or deliver a message from one group another. It also wasn't uncommon if the workers seemed at their limit for her to advise them to take a break.

Finally, she had started administering assignments. When there was confusion about how to tackle an area if Enasal was near, she would be called to decide different duties.

Leliana saw all of it and was pleased to report it to her colleges.

Skyhold was growing.

"Good morning, Solas!" Enasal called from halfway, popping her head into the rotunda tower.

From a scaffold above, he smiled and nodded, "Ma da'len," He said, gesturing to her to come up, paintbrush in hand.

Enasal heeded him, looking around at the paintings as she ascended the scaffolding, "Did you do all these?"

"Most of them." He said, "A few works had enough remnants left that I could restore."

"They're wonderful." She clapped her hands, "I've seen paintings like these in old ruins!"

Solas smiled, "I try my best. Would you like a section?"

Enasal hesitated, "I don't think I can paint like that."

"You are left-handed, are you not?"

She looked down at her marked hand, "Yes."

"Try. I'll give you some charcoal to practice."

Enasal looked at the remaining blank spot, "What should I do?"

"Whatever you like. Take your time with the charcoal until you decide, it can be washed off with little effort." He set aside his paints and brushes. "I'll arrange for you to have a scaffold of your own - I find it best to paint the top first."

She nodded and followed her teacher down.

"You've been working too hard." He said, "Your face is red and your eyes are tired." He put his hand on her head, "But, Lady Montilyet has been looking for you - she was just here."

"Any idea where she is?"

"I believe she is attempting to create a study for herself - it is near the war room."

"I'll go find her." Enasal said, "Goodbye, dirthalen."

"Don't overexert yourself, ma da'len."

She waved and ran towards the war room, where she found Josephine tutting over the worn and unsteady desk. She was muttering about how she could write on such a shaking desk when she looked up and saw Enasal.

"Ah, Enasal, I'm glad to see you."

"Solas said you were looking for me."

She nodded excitedly and went to the other side of the room to retrieve a long box.

"For you." She said - it was a considerable attempt for Josephine to not jump and clap like a silly schoolgirl.

"Try it on!" She said, "The war room is empty, and I'll keep an eye out."

Enasal felt her heart sink a bit - Josephine, so pretty and impressively dressed - what sort of clothing did she buy her? Enasal forced a grin and nodded, carrying the box into the war room and praying it wasn't a dress. Special occasions? Fine. But running around a base? No.

Alone in the war room, she pulled the ribbons off and opened the box. It was a tailored tunic, deep green, and lined with golden buttons, lapels, and two flourishes on the raised collar. Underneath it, a pair of fawn-colored pants - with enough pockets to keep Enasal content for the random bits and bobs she found on the ground. Finally, a pair of fine leather knee-high boots waited - nice and tiny.

She pulled off the clothes Varric had made her - setting them aside for work and anything else that she might get dirty. Everything fit beautifully. She blew one of her curls out of her eye. Her hair had started to grow out, and a single curl had decided to fall and encircle her right eye. She tried to push it behind her ear, but - of course - it hadn't gotten that long and simply sprung back.

She wished there was a mirror. It fit well, but she had no idea how she looked.

Her old clothes in hand, Enasal jogged down to Josephine's study. When she came out, Josephine stood from her desk, "Enasal, you look lovely! Come, come, let me get a closer look at you." She took Enasal's hands and looked her up and down, "I was so worried it wouldn't fit - and we have more coming. Different colors and styles - you'll have so much to wear."

Enasal's grin was more about Josephine's excitement than her own. She was pleased with the outfit, but wasn't very concerned about an entire assortment of something so fine.

"Cassandra was looking for you." Josephine said, "She is in the lower courtyard, stabbing dummies."

"I'll go find her." She said.

The main upper and lower courtyard seemed more crowded than usual as Enasal made her way through the crowd and towards the smaller practice field. She shouted a greeting, and Cassandra turned - a rare smile and a nod.

"Enasal." She said, "Would you walk with me?"

Enasal nodded and followed her lead out of the practice field. Cassandra nodded toward the gates, where another group had just entered through the gate. "They arrive daily from every settlement in the region. Skyhold is becoming a pilgrimage."

"Pilgrimage?" Enasal asked.

"A journey of spiritual or religious devotion." She said, "If word has reached these people, it will have reached the Elder One."

Enasal paled. "He'll find us, then?"

"We have walls and numbers to put up a fight here." She said, "But this is a threat far beyond the war we anticipated."

They had headed toward the upper courtyard, towards the gates and the arriving people. Enasal wondered if Cassandra was taking her to meet the new arrivals.

But Cassandra seemed to have something else in mind, "We know what allowed you to stand against Corypheus, what drew him to you."

Enasal looked down at her left hand, "He came for the mark." She said, "But it's useless to him. I think he thinks that if he kills me, he'll be able to remove it. Or maybe he just wants to kill me for fun."

Cassandra had started up the main staircase, and Enasal trailed behind her, "Useless to Corypheus or not, the anchor has power." Cassandra put a hand on her Enasal's shoulder. She struggled to keep eye contact on Cassandra's intense gaze, "But the mark is not why you are standing here. Your decisions let us heal the sky. Your determination and sacrifice brought us out of Haven. You are that creature's chosen rival because of what you did."

Cassandra stopped at the top of the staircase, "And we know it - all of us."

She took a few steps back, revealing Leliana holding out a greatsword, head lowered in reverence.

Cassandra led Enasal towards Leliana, "The Inquisition requires a leader - one who has already been leading it."

The crowds that had so oddly gathered in the main courtyards were cramming themselves into the upper courtyard, all watching and looking.

"You." Cassandra said.

Enasal turned on her heels, "Me?" She asked, "But… why?"

Cassandra motioned to the crowd, "All of these people have their lives because of you. They will follow you - as they have since we arrived in Skyhold."

She gestured toward the sword Leliana held, "There would be no Inquisition without you. It is yours to lead now."

Enasal carefully grabbed the sword by the hilt but stumbled from the weight. She let the blade rest on the ground.

Leliana leaned in, "This is usually where a speech is made."

Enasal nodded nervously.

"Skyhold!" She began, desperately searching for her close friends in the crowd.

"I think we can all say, 'there was a time I didn't' think we'd make it!'" She laughed nervously, "And that's okay, it doesn't make you any more or less faithful - I didn't think I was going to make it!"

Her smile fell, "But, it's not over yet. Corypheus is still out there, and he wants to kill and destroy until he changes this world into what he thinks it should be. I know many of you have heard of the dark future I saw before the burning of Haven, and that is what will happen if Corypheus wins!"

Enasal stood close to the edge, "But, we escaped! We tricked him, and damaged his army and his pride in the process."

"This goes beyond mages and templars, of qunari, elves, dwarves, or humans. This isn't about what country you're from and not even Andraste or any other religion- it's about the entire world. From where I stand, across the Amaranthine and Boeric Oceans, through unknown and back. Imagine that - not just Thedas, but everything outside of it! The world needs us, even if some of them don't know what is happening yet."

She saw Varric and Solas standing in the crowd. Varric winked and Solas nodded.

And suddenly, gone was every scrap of nerves and fear, replaced by a sudden surge of excitement.

"Humans say their maker has left them, and my own people say our gods have left us." She smiled, "That means it's up to us. If they really have left us, we need to show them that we're willing to fight."

She clapped her hands together, "So we must join forces with no regard to any difference of race, religion, or nation. There is no room for division here."

Enasal took a deep breath, "And I would be honored to be your leader. I promise, I will do everything in my power to ensure our success."

She was confident.

Cassandra nodded in approval, "Wherever you lead us, Inquisitor La-" Her smile flickered on, "Inquisitor Enasal."

She turned to the crowd, "Have the people been told?"

Josephine nodded, "They have. And soon, the world will know!

Cassandra called out, "Commander, will they follow?"

Cullen spun to acknowledge the crowd, "Inquisition! Will you follow?" Cheers erupted, "Will you fight!" Knights drew their weapons and thrust them into the air. Mages held aloft staffs and archers lifted their bows. "Will we triumph?" It was as if the castle itself was alive with the shouting.

He drew his own sword, thrusting it into the air, "Enasal!" He shouted, "Your Herald, You Inquisitor!

Leliana nodded meaningfully to the sword.

"I'm going to need help." Enasal shouted over the crowd, "There's no way I can lift that!"

Even Cassandra laughed as she and Leliana grabbed the hilt along with Enasal, and held it aloft with the blade pointed at the sun above.

Shouts rumbled the entire castle. Varric had a good chunk of their group and the usual tavern patrons shouting out one of Enasal's songs as loudly as possible, Krem had started a chant of "En, En, En, En!" from the Chargers, and Josephine gave such a shout that Cullen stepped back in surprise.

Josephine covered her mouth and flushed.

Cullen smirked and laughed at his college, then looked toward Enasal and grinned.

Cassandra balanced the sword over her shoulder and headed into the crowd. Leliana led Enasal into the main hall, joined by Cullen and Josephine as soon as they could get through the crowd.

This was it.

This is why she never ran from the clan.

This is why she was sent to the Conclave.

This is what she died for.

What she came back for.

This is why she was born.

It was worth the long and lonely wait.

Cullen looked around the main hall, bare after all the rotted furniture had been hauled away. "So, this is where it begins."

Leliana shook her head, "It began in the courtyard. This is where we turn that promise into action."

The adrenaline from the announcement must have drained from Josephine, as she sighed and shook her head, "But what do we do? We know nothing about this Corphyeus except that he wanted Enasal's mark."

Enasal furrowed her brow, "He had a dragon - but it was no healthy dragon - I know, I've seen them." She lowered her eyes and sunk her head, "Could it be an archdemon?"

Leliana looked worried, "If it is, it could be the beginning of yet another blight?"

Josephine shook her head, "We've seen no darkspawn other than Corphysus himself. Perhaps it's not a demon at all, but something different."

"It didn't seem like a demon." Enasal said, "I can't explain, but it just didn't seem like one. Maybe she's," she snapped her fingers, "Oh, what did Solas call it - enthralled! Maybe she was enthralled? Or maybe it was corrupted like the bad templars."

Leliana and Josephine exchanged looks at Enasal's specification of 'bad' templars.

Whether or not Cullen noticed, he didn't show, "Whatever it is, it's dangerous. Commanding such a creature gives Corypheus an advantage we can't ignore.

"But we do know what he plans to do next." Leliana said, turning to Enasal, "In that dark future you experienced, Empress Celen had been assassinated, yes?"

Enasal nodded.

Josephine closed her eyes, "Imagine the chaos her death would cause. With his army-"

"Is one country really such an issue?"

"Enasal, there many territories and colonies - for now, take my word now that that would be a bad thing, and I promise we'll get into it later."

"An army he'll bolster with a massive force of demons." Cullen added, "Or, so the future tells up."

"With all the unrest." Josephine said, "Corypheus could conquer the entire south of Thedas, god or no god."

"The loss of one country is all it would take?" Enasal asked.

Leliana nodded, "Yes. Orlais is an empire, Enasal, it has taken over more countries than you could imagine." She shook her head, "I'd feel better if we knew more about what we're dealing with."

"I might be able to help with that."

Enasal turned to see Varric striding into the main hall.

"You see, I know someone that may be able to help." He said, "I could write a letter and see if she can swing by - it's not certain, she's a busy lady."

"Who?"

"You probably don't know this, Seastorm, but you're not the first person who crossed paths with Corypheus."

Enasal lit up, "Yes! We need to know as much about Corypheus as we can!"

Varric nodded, "For you, I'll do it." He turned to leave the way he came. "Let's keep it between the five of us, alright?"

Josephine's pen scratched on her clipboard, "Well, that was… an interesting turn. Although, we will make ready to move on these concerns if the need arises."

He smiled, "On your order, Inquisitor Enasal." The smile melted into a grin.

Leliana leaned forward to catch Josephine's attention, "Josie, do you think it is who I think it is?"

Josephine leaned forward to see her, "He did say it was a lady who had met Corypheus."

Leliana laughed, "If it is, Cassandra is going to kill him."

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