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#thank u for the commission :) it was pleasant
rorotoru · 6 months
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2023.10.11
Icewave !!
Commission for @sicktrickster
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guaxinimraccoon · 3 months
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Commission I did for @smalltendencies of their borrower OC Falchion and Felix from Fire Emblem. It was sososo satisfying to draw a G nervous about holding a t and t being like "u doin great bud!!!", this was a very pleasant comm! Thank you again for commissioning me ❤️❤️❤️
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yestrday · 4 months
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do u have ayato or heizou crumbs 🐦
you might like: genshin hybrids au
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let's do some hybrid crumbs because i miss my animal harem:
ayato 🦈
while ayato's lounging around the house, ayato has a bluish-grey tint to his skin with scales covering some parts, often at the end of his limbs, his temples, and his neck. he's got rows of small yet sharp teeth and a long scaly tail coming out from just the end of his spine.
ayato has been living at the mansion even before the mansion was built. minding his business... chilling in the lake, till some construction workers ruined it for him. he would've honestly ripped them all to shreds if it weren't for the fact that he saw cute lil you peeking out from behind your father's back
he shares the lake with most of the water-based animals, although he has a territorial feud with neuvillette. he knows it's a losing battle for him though, so ever since the water dragon moved in he's been hanging out at the mansion more often
if there's the unofficial security team (glorified stalkers) then there's the sortaaa official education team. your dad commissioned zhongli to take care of your homeschooling and prepare you for your debut in society. zhongli has appointed ayato to brush youu up on etiquette
as with all the other tail-having animals in the mansion, he also likes to wrap his tail around your legs. but while their furry tails evoke a sense of comfort and warmth within you, his sandpaper-like tail makes chills run up your spine.
to make matters worse, he likes scaring you with his spiky teeth. they might be small, but they're numerous, and the teasing glint in his eyes make you second guessing what he might do. he often likes to nip playful little bites along your skin while you're cuddled on his lap. if you squirm too much and distract him from his work, he bites you as a warning. he often gets scolded by thoma as the dog hybrid patches up your wound.
kinda has a bad rep in your house. he doesn't show his face often, and when he does he likes to pull small pranks that he doesn't even bother owing up to.
heizou 🦉
around your house, heizou's hybrid form has two puffy reddish-brown wings protruding from his back and feathery talon-legs. in the dark, you can often spot him thanks to his round, glowing eyes.
there's a village on the foot of the hill where your mansion resides, and heizou is pretty famous around there. there's no thrilling mystery there, but he likes to help out people find their missing pets and whatnot.
when your managerial team (neuvi, zhongli, ayato) needs to sleuth something out (get dirt on your rivals <- usually ayato, try to protect you from possible danger <- neuvi & zhongli, get the upperhand <- ayato again), they often go to heizou. he often takes the commission with glee (moreso if ayato commissions it)
enjoys his position on your shoulder, though he has to fight most of the avian hybrids for it. he makes these pleasant hoot noises whenever you scratch his head juuust right. when he's feeling a bit mischievous, he will suddenly pop into his human form so he can squish you under his weight
makes these hoot noises in between his words, has a slightly higher pitch when pronouncing 'oo' sounds. he doesn't quite care much about this habit when he's in the mansion, but in more human company he finds himself slipping a bit and gets embarrassed about it.
doesn't really care much for preening his feathers, but the other avians pester him about it so it still gets preened. he thinks he can do more useful stuff than just sitting in a circle with the other avians and preening each other's feathers.
a bit flirty with almost everyone and anyone under the sun. he doesn't fail to throw flirty remarks towards the other hybrids just to mess with them, but he gets a bolder when it's with you. no matter your personality, you've still got a bit of naivete thanks to your sheltered upbringing, and he likes to take advantage of it.
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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year
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Theres a lot of cuss words in this one so be warned lol
Bro i just had this-- insane fucking idea when i saw your "flowery words" post and i just-- omg I just had to shareee
So reader right? Very blunt, straight to the point sentences that dont dance around the bushes for 6 hours trying to tell you "oh no your house is on fire" or something, yeah? Well-- what if it turns the OPPOSITE when they start to SWEAR--
Because like-- i know myself. Me and like, so many people i know speak like that (blunt and straight to the point) but like-- when i get even MILDLY inconvenienced, i will start swearing like i have a masters degree in cursing out you and your entire flippity flappity bloodline
So id imagine the contrast to be like--
Reader, chill: aether, we're supposed to be going that way, this is literally the wrong direction
Reader, stubbing their toe: oW FUCK SHIT TITS-- WHY HAVE THE GODS FORSAKEN ME SO-- I CAME OUT HERE, TO THIS POINT, TO THIS PLACE, HOPING AGAINST ALL HOPE AND DESPITE SIGNS AND PORTENDS SUGGESTING OTHERWISE THAT I MIGHT, SOMEHOW, FIND MYSELF HAVING A PLEASANT EXPERIENCE, AND YET, HERE I STAND, ALONE AGAINST THE WORLD, FEELING ASSAULTED, ATTACKED ON ALL FRONTS, NOT KNOWING MY ENEMY'S NAME NOR HIS FACE NOR WHETHER OUR BATTLE IS DONE--
(Yes this is the "i came out here to have a good time and im honestly feeling so attacked rn" post)
I can just imagjne the sHEER WHIPLASH-- like, this dude has been speaking in the "divine tongue" or whatever and then suddenly theyre immediately reverted to their "lowly mortal jargon" or something-- AHAHA
Or like-- if it just turns into a reeeeeally long string of curse words, everyone would probably be so scandalized or something lolllll
YES YESS PSPSPSPSPSPSSS COME TO ME ASKS, COME TO MY INBOX COME ! !
Anyway, with our sponsor's message out of the way,
Bless you for this 🙏 my pets are fed, my crops are watered, my skin is clear
✨️This is gorgeous, just a gorgeous idea ✨️
I LIVE for Teyvat being scandalized maidens from the Victorian era, gOD BLESS ITD BE WONDERFUL
Like our modern music?? Absolutely would give heart attacks, not even the most stoic of them would escape the blush
Esp with cussing pretty please i wish i could see the looks on their faces, they'd also probably blush at how creative it can get lmao
(daresay, maybe even impressed?)
oh the whiplash, its be so funny, every time. No one can keep up with you, you've got Teyvat linguists stumbling, the older beings cant understand you sometimes, the newer ones only understand you SOME of the time, and apparently most often? Only when you're cursing??
(I think various characters would find an ancient deity only deigning to speak their lang. when they gotta cuss smth out the funniest shit ever, like Venti, Itto, Cyno?, Diona, Hu Tao, Kaeya, maybe Kazuha, Lisa, Nahida probably would get a giggle, Rosaria, Heizou, Childe, Tighnari might like, be trying desperately to hold back a laugh but it's not working, Scaramouche/Wanderer, Xingqiu, Yae Miko would def commission a light novel for this, and Yelan - im so sorry i listed who exactly, this is so long ill stop, i just thought someone would like to see it 😭😭)
(I CAME OUT HERE TO HAVE A GOOD TIME AND IM HONESTLY FEELING SO ATTACKED RN LMAO U MADE IT SO LONG AND FLUFFY THAT WAS PERFECT)
THANK YOU!! FOR THE ASK!! WHAT A LOVELY TIME!! COME BACK AGAIN!! WHENEVER!! :DD!!
Cheers,
🌒🌊🌧Aquarius♒️🌌🌘
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infranuz · 1 year
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Hii can I get a Chishiya x reader where the reader is an artist? It can be in whatever format u like, I don't really mind. Please and thank u!
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“ A PAINTING FOR YOU!! ” — chishiya x artist!reader
where chishiyas s/o is an artist who likes to take painting commissions, except this time valentine’s day is getting closer and they want to make a special gift just for chishiya.
— HIHI!! TYSM FOR REQUESTING,, I had this idea to add on to the request hopefully you don’t mind<3 but I hope it is to your liking!! ,, ps there’s most likely spelling and grammar mistakes so anything I missed, feel free to correct me 💕 also so sorry for writing this 4 days after valentines😭 ,, also,, mentions of wife and husband..
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it was currently 10 pm, saturday february 11. three full days before valentine’s day, yet you were still busy finishing up your commissions instead of planning something special for your boyfriend. the thought of making something for him this year crossed your mind as you were scrolling through Instagram looking through your feed. it wasn’t a bad idea at all actually. surely chishiya would appreciate a gift.
you were a painter who made portraits and other paintings for people, chishiya admired this. he always wondered how you were so patient yet fast when handling your art. truly a unique talent, even for him to admit. you had actually tried to teach chishiya how to sketch and make a good painting, the basics. not once did it work out. he may be a fast learner but sticking to the med field instead of art would be better.
still, you always kept his painting attempts most of the time. point is, valentine’s day was approaching rather quickly and this year you wanted to use your talent to good use. it had to be something meaningful yet pretty, something he would love to admire. this was your second year as a couple celebrating the 14th together. you had thought of other things to possibly gift the half blond but chishiya was never the materialistic type so choosing something for him was rather difficult.
so that’s when the idea of a painting came in, i mean you could easily finish a canvas in three days, right? the moment you realized what you wanted to do you got up from your bed and immediately started to sketch out your idea. you only had three days to finish the painting, thank god chishiya didnt live with you, otherwise the gift would’ve been a big fail right from the start.
after about an hour of narrowing down your ideas, you went for the safer option, your favorite date spot. it was more of a rough sketch idea since you weren’t fully sure when you first started, finishing the sketch would probably take all night but you were willing to take that risk. of course you would be closing and pausing your commissions just until the 15th so you could focus on the main thing.
obviously the colors would be a pain to find so mixing and combining the ones you had at home were the safer option. greys, whites, some really pigmented and bright ones others pretty dark.. yet it was a good palette. it all looked good together when you tested it on a small scaled canvas. it was now 7 am, frebruary 12th, took all night to finish, but at least the picture itself was done.. good news!!
although the bad news on the other hand,, chishiya would be arriving at your doorstep any moment now. he would always make sure to see you before a shift of his at the hospital, which was quite early. you had to put a cover over the canvas and securely lock your art room beforehand. it was screaming suspicion but who cares, not like you killed anyone. though the idea of chishiya finding out his gift wasn’t pleasant so before he arrived you tried to look natural which wouldn’t be easy with the evident dark circles under your eyes that made it obvious you hadn’t slept an inch.
right after you walked back to the kitchen the sound of keys trying to unlock the door were heard. normally you would be happy yet sleepy of his presence right before going to work. this time you were nervous and still sleepy, he figures things out way too quickly specially when you act suspicious, he can read a person too well. you heard him go upstairs, thankfully not where your art room is at. confused you waited for him to come back downstairs, “there you are, I thought you were still be in bed” chishiya made his way to the counter. on sundays you stayed in bed until he arrived and woke you up to eat breakfast.
“I woke up a tad bit earlier today” you turned to him with two mugs filled with hot water. “morning chishi” you smiled at him trying to shake off the nervousness. he looked up at you and his eyes immediately landed on the dark circles right beneath yours. “did you not sleep well?” he frowned. “ah, this? I was finishing up some commissions last night that I completely forgot to sleep haha..” he raised a brow at you with clear confusion, but questioned no further.
to anyone, you staying up finishing any art project of yours would be normal, to him it’s was very,, weird. chishiya knew you all too well, you would never and when I say never it’s because clearly, never have you stayed all up all night trying to finish a canvas. still he didn’t mention a single word of this, “you should’ve told me, you could be sleeping right now instead of having breakfast with me” it was your time to frown, “but I wouldn’t have seen you today, anyway it doesn’t bother me I purely run on coffee” you said proudly.
“you’re stupid” he sighted, though truth is he was glad he got to see you before work, long hours at the hospital were exhausting specially when he didn’t get to see you all day. he would never admit to that though. “make sure to sleep after, it’s not healthy not getting any sleep, you could get sick” there he goes again scolding you about your health, it’s almost as if he was your husband and you his wife. “i know, i know, don’t worry i will” you weren’t..
he left soon after you packed his lunch, which was rather silly. everytime you thought about it, it would be almost as if you were a married couple. with a quick kiss and hug he exited your house and walked to his destination.
right after he left you grabbed your keys and unlocked your art room again ready to continue. he would scold you later when he finds out you went straight to your project rather than sleeping. but that would be a worry for later. sadly he wouldn’t be back until tomorrow when he finished his shift.. at least it would give you more time to work rather than having to hide your painting.
at some point you decided to stop and actually take a small nap, anyway you were half done and it was 1 am, february 13th. once again you put a cover over the canvas and locked the door before walking up to your room and finally sleeping. yet that didn’t exactly do much for your eye bags.
“you didn’t sleep again?” he sounded tired and sleepy the very next morning he arrived from the hospital “you haven’t slept either chishi” whenever he arrived at your doorstep tired from his long hour shifts you would grow worried for his health. “let’s get you to bed” you grabbed his hand as he followed. it was a pretty normal routine by now. he would sleep at your house while you either stayed right beside him or went out to buy groceries. this time you would have to go back down and finally finish the project. which was very risky considering he was there.
he immediately knocked out after he felt himself laying down, you giggled at his sight as you went back downstairs. you made sure to lock your art room before starting so he wouldn’t accidentally walk in on you making his gift. after many hours later the painting was finally done and you could get a good rest right next to your boyfriend.
finally the 14th of february arrived, you were excited to show him his present that you worked hard on. hoping that he would like it even more, you took him to the exact same spot that was painted into the canvas. a picnic date to be exact. you were both clearly still in need of sleep but that business would be for later after your date.
he had a bag and some flowers in hand when he arrived, he was wearing the white hoodie you got him last year with a white shirt underneath and sweatpants.. typical of him. the canvas was right beside the basket of food you brought but that would be opened after you were done eating.
some small typical talk later you both finished your food “thankfully you had today off, you seriously needed a break” you were picking up and trashing the items you no longer used. now, it was the time for gifts , much to his dismay. chishiya was never good with words so he always just handed you your gift straightforward “here” he grabbed the bag by his side and gave it to you. it was a necklace with both of your initials although the s stood out more.
you let out a grin “thank you shuntaro”, surprisingly he didn’t buy you a ring, (he was about to).. actually even more surprising, he got you jewelry. you asked him to clip the necklace from behind your neck. it was a pretty necklace needless to say. he also handed you a letter but he advised you to open it later when he wasn’t in your presence anymore.
now it was your turn to give him his gift. you let out a deep breath and grabbed the boxed canvas behind you. “i wanted to gift you something special this year, so hopefully you like this” you hand him the painting.
he slowly unwraps the tie and opens the box, for a second you see his eyes widen as he stares at the content inside, slowly they soften and he smirks “so this is what you were hiding” you look up at him shocked “YOU KNEW?!?” you couldn’t believe such a moment was ruined by him telling you he already knew.
“it was pretty obvious dumbass” you sighted in defeat “at least you didn’t know what the painting contained..” you smiled softly “do you like it?” you looked up at him, his eyes to be exact. he only hums and smiles at your words, you feel all the nervousness lift from your shoulders.
you launched yourself at him with joy as he falls back on the grass. his hands travel to your waist as he hugs you. truth to be told you loved these moments were chishiya showed just how much he actually enjoys being with you without him having to actually say it.
your hands land on both of his cheeks, a small kiss to his forehead. “i’m glad you liked it, let’s have more years together okay?” you smile at him. chishiya could only chuckle at your words yet agree, he looked forward to spending many more years to come with you and truly, only you.
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beebundt · 2 months
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hiii um. I love your art style? i have Got to say this, theres something about your art style that is just so satisfying and so beautiful, and it makes the normal part of my brain go: i have GOT to get art from you i have GOT to commission you or something. i need my little blorbos drawn by you. (note this is all...i guess rhetorical. HFJSHFJ i just love your art so much!!)
i absolutely looove how you draw charlie and her girlfriend. their body types? delightful. their faces? Perfect. the way you draw charlie's nude form is absolutely beautiful too, its so pleasant to look at! Its really pretty how you draw her!!!
tldr. Im eating up your art forever and ever.
thank kew so much!!!!! ur words mean sm to me.... not having the best week rn so i appreciate it a ton. sidebar (whether ur serious or not) im still a bit daunted to start comms at this current point in time, lifes just been very busy n stressful, but in the future when i do it would be an absolute pleasure to draw ur blorbos for u 🫶 if anything i rlly appreciate the interest! it gives me hope i may have a chance out here. thank you sm!
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duyungdodol · 2 days
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Hi just wanted to popped in and ask if ur still doing comissions?
I was a fan of ur jhin & hwei art on twitter and always wanted to comission u but didn’t have the money to at the time. I was sad to see you leave twitter but i’m glad to have found u here again through recognizing ur beautiful art!
I have a good income now and I would like to support my favorite jhin & hwei artist (who also drew me into the ship in the first place hehe)
All and all glad to see u doing well now and wish u a very nice and pleasant day!
Hello there. I just finished one more commission before I went for a family trip last week so yes, I'm still doing commissions and I have a slot available for you too.
And thank you so much, I love drawing them. And aww, I'm so happy we fell in love with Jhin and Hwei together... It's so fun and this is so sweet!
And don't worry, me and my art gallery is here. Tumblr is a bit more to archiving. I love how it's like an actual art gallery ever since back then, hehe.
Plus, Let's gooooo!!! Congratulations on the good income. You worked hard for that. This is all great news!!!
My commission slot is open for you and you may message me what you would like, at any time. I'll display the commission menu as we discuss. Also, just to say: If you change your mind or wish to get something for yourself first-- since you now got good income for yourself, it's totally cool and I can save your slot for one more month or two. You got good income now and I totally want you to enjoy that for yourself, whatever you need and with your loved ones.
Have a great day, thank you so much for your kind letter and for considering me.
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mxthtea · 2 years
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2- "take my hand. i'll carry you home if i have to."
Zhongli selfahip if its okay uuee ty
ueue thank u for the req !! this took froever to get to and isnt long im so sorry
600+ follower information (prompts)
zhongli & gn!reader (can be romantic or platonic) prompt: "take my hand. i'll carry you home if i have to." warnings/content: mild blood, reader passes out, a small mention of vomit, zhongli carries you yeye, grammar + spelling mistakes, tell me if i forgot any. description:
A lengthy commission, several in fact. Far too many including some less than pleasant people that seemed to get on your nerves that day and way too few just fighting.
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A lengthy commission, several in fact. Far too many including some less than pleasant people that seemed to get on your nerves that day and way too few just fighting. Sometimes you did find yourself wishing to just get commissions that were clearing out the camps of hilichurls, treasure hoarders, or fatui. It at least didn't include anyone that was going to insult you for taking too long on getting a very specific item.
The thoughts in your head started to become more distant. It was hard to not focus on the blood flowing down your arms and shoulder, the ache that became more apparent the more you stepped. Several times you wished to lay on the soft ground and let the feeling of the earth sink into your body. But the sun beaming on your face and the combination of, well, everything, would make you vomit up everything you've eaten. Maybe even blood too, who knows.
"I see why you were late," a deep voice interrupts the few thoughts you had. Gloved hands rushing to pull you closer.
Ah yes, Zhongli. The consultant of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, and someone close to you. 
"Just some hard commissions, 's all it was," your words mixed together as the man's arms tightened around you.
"I shall carry you to Bubu Pharmacy, that would suffice, yes?"
That question would remain without an answer.
Despite owning a geo vision, Zhongli was very light on his feet as he ran to the Bubu Pharmacy. Several apologies slipped from the man's mouth yet it slipped into the air as he passed by. A light squeeze would be given for every few steps. It was a way to keep you present in the situation yet also give comfort at the same time. The poor pharmacist, Herbalist Gui, trying to set things up before was now frantically leading you and Zhongli to the medical ward to be taken care of.
The beds there weren't soft, as you knew, but that didn't mean it was any easier to lay down on an uncomfortable bed while bleeding. Yet it was good to focus on while someone had come to patch up your injuries. Zhongli had stayed by you the entire time as well. Trying to whisper comforting words as the voice of the other person mixed with his on what they were doing.
The next few moments seem to blur together as it all came to an end. The gloved hands of the unknown worker had left you and one of your hands was held by the more familiar ones. Zhongli had stayed by your side the entire time and even assisted, but knowing his extensive medical knowledge would come later.
"Can I sleep now?"
You heard a deep chuckle, "yes, shall I organize another dinner for us when you recover?"
"Or you can come with me for my commissions, that'd help right?"
"A walk would be nice."
A laugh escapes you. The faint feeling of joy and laughter being more than it should have, really. But this day was hard and it was nice to feel the slightest bit better.
"Well then, I'll invite you next time."
You see a smile find itself on Zhongli's lips as your eyes close. The feeling of him occasionally squeezing your hand as a form of comfort helped you drift off.
Once you awoke, there'd be many more things to do and many questions from the doctor and from Zhongli. But for now, you'd rest. WIth Zhongli staying by your side until you'd awake from your much needed rest.
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parasite-core · 2 years
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A few OC questions coming on through!
Which OC is most like you? In what ways?
Which OC is the most comforting to you?
Which OC’s design is your favorite?
I always love hearing about ppl’s charas! Excited to see what answers u give!
Ah, thank you very much for this pleasant surprise! You’ve made my night 😊
Which OC is most like you?
I always think Sai is most like me in terms of personality. She’s a bit timid and shy around strangers, and she doesn’t like loud noises. She isn’t quick to tell people about herself when she first meets them because she feels like she needs to gauge if they’ll judge her for who and what she really is, so she observes people first and grows to trust them before she talks about herself more. She also really throws herself into things when she decides she’s going to do them. If something’s going to get done, it’s either 100% or nothing. Also she has terrible eyesight and is my one OC who needs glasses 😂
Which OC is most comforting to you?
Roland is my comfort OC. He’s the one I always go back to. He was my first Pathfinder OC with a group of people, and he became very special to me. He’s always felt a little different from my other OCs, both before and since him. I remember back when I was playing him telling my GM that he felt like my character with the most emotional complexity I’d ever made. And I got so invested in him that when he had a mental breakdown during a traumatic moment, I actually emotionally crashed a bit as well during that week. I remember during that time telling my GM how much I regretted making a character with so much angst. It’s a big part of what led to Umbrolus and Lucien (at least his initial concept) having no angst at all. Then I got bored of that and went back to my angst full force with Draven. But I never got hit as hard by any moment with Draven as I did with Roland. That’s not to say I wasn’t invested in Draven. I’d probably call her my second favorite after Roland, I love my bad luck girl. But Roland really had a tight hold on my heart. And still does. Which given his literal ability to grab people’s hearts and rip them out…eh…
Which OC’s design is your favorite?
Oh man, see, this is the hard question. I have fun designing all my OCs so a lot of them are up there. After careful deliberation though it’s between my two tieflings. Either my gunslinger Kaius, or my barbarian Umbrolus. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a good tiefling. They can turn out so unique, with different combinations of skin color and horns and glow-y eyes. Kaius has antlers, grey skin, a gunslinger duster over magic celestial armor, and a pistol that never runs out of bullets, so he’s got style and a flare for the dramatic. Umbrolus has two sets of horns and dark purple skin, glowing flame colored eyes when he’s angry, and wears a green fur rimmed cloak made of dragon scales, so he’s got the intimidation factor along with style. If you put a gun to my head and made me choose between them, I guess I’d probably have to go with Umbrolus by a very thin margin. I like the two sets of horns. He was designed to purposely evoke a very dragon-like visage, since he thought he was a dragon.
I have commissioned pictures of them both, so you can see for yourself. Both are by ioanamuresan on Twitter.
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thedeadthree · 2 years
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basics and personality + verlaine!
AIRIKAA HII DEAR I hope your doing well! thank you so much for the ask about my dear girl!
oc questions
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— BASICS
1. what’s their full name?
it’s verlaine noêmia vicente!
2. what does their name mean? why were they named that?
verlaine doesn’t have a set meaning per say, but it has it’s origins based on a french poet! commonly used as a feminine name it’s also has it’s usage as a name in portuguese and spanish! noêmia is the portuguese-brazilian variation of naomi meaning “pleasantness!” vicente is derived from the given name vicente which is the spanish and portuguese form of vincent, which also has it’s origins in the roman name vincentius meaning “to conquer” in latin!
i was browsing what to name her and as if the stars aligned KNEW that verlaine when i saw it was the perfect name! it took me quite a while to think of names that would be fitting for her so it was a relief to find them when I did! the golden rose was one of my first ifs I read after I was introduced in 2020 and so that demo and this if hold such a special place in my heart! I knew I needed the perfect name for her u know? (her middle name is so right she IS pleasant 🤍😌)
3. do they have any nicknames?
other than raf calling her darling or love, her mother as a child used to call her peony for the blooms in her families garden that just so happen to be her favorite flower as well!
4. how old are they?
she is 23 years old!
5. when’s their birthday?
her birthday is may 29th!
6. what’s their zodiac sign/element/birthstone/etc.? do they believe that holds any significance?
her zodiac is gemini sun, sagittarius moon, and leo rising! as her zodiac is an air sign, her element would be air! and since she was born in may, her birthstone would be an emerald! fitting her birthstone is the symbol of truth and love! her patron goddess being aphrodite? her finding beauty in love and her search for truth... so fitting for her i think!
AND YOU CAN BET SHE SURE BELIEVES THEY DO! her love for spirituality and the metaphysical, her trust in her patron and the forbidden gods, she holds these dear to her! and finds comfort that understanding herself and how she perceives the world/how the world perceives her lies in the stars!
7. what’s their species/subspecies? do they have any special/magical abilities?
she’s human! but perhaps her dreams of the past, unusual connection to the ancient forbidden gods and this nero sort, could count as a special ability?
8. what “class” do they belong to (for fantasy characters)? if none, what weapon do they favor?
she does not have a “set class” but if i had to give her one, she would best fit a rogue for sure! she prefers daggers! collects ornate and ceremonial daggers in fact! (but does use a special commissioned set that belonged to her grandmother)
— PERSONALITY
answered here! 🤍🤍
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deep-basement · 2 months
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i love ur art so much. like ong would u ever do commissions
thank you alot that is very pleasant to hear <3 btw i mean id do comission but i will ask more money than artists usually do because i have full time job and id prefer spend my 4 hours after work on myself and there is also a problem with paying since i live in russia (i dont support the war)
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beholding-moth · 3 years
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Hello, your art style is pleasant. Do you take requests? I'm curious to see my oc in other styles. :)
Hi hey hello! thank u sm anon :D my asks are always open for drawing suggestions but wether i draw smth or not is very heavily dependent on my mood tbh hh,, honestly i can’t control when inspiration strikes and it sucks plus there’s always the whole life stuff going on n such ugh
but if u want me to draw smth feel free to send it to me and i might doodle it!
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atesomerocks · 4 years
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just so yall know every time u reblog my commission sheet i go feral. and when u add tags like commission sam or save i fucking shit my pants. thank u.
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teyvatdreams · 3 years
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hi!! so i saw that requests were open and one of my favorite works of yours is "when we were young" and i was wondering if u could do a part two of it where they reunite? thank u!!
this reminds me
a part 2 to when we were young
summary: a familiar face returns to mondstadt
word count: 1.1k words
includes: diluc and gn!reader, mentions of jean and kaeya
a/n: tbh ive debated on whether or not i should make a part 2 to this story, but i finally decided i wanted to. also thank you anon! this is one of my fav stories of mine as well hehe
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you entered the city, prepared to stop by the tavern for some drinks before heading home after you commissions when you realized one had been added since you left. you stopped by to look at it. you decided to take it — it was surprisingly easy and… rather mundane? let’s just say, it didn’t really compare to clearing out hilichurl camps and defeating a bunch of treasure hoarders.
you make your way to the tavern to officially accept the commission. charles, the bartender, greeted you with a smile. “the usual?”
“not yet,” you answer. “i’m here for that, uh, transport commission.”
“oh, right! i knew that commission would go fast. here,” he leads you outside and brings a cart from behind the tavern. “you sure you can handle this alone? it’s a very important transport, and i wouldn’t want you or the goods getting hurt by some monsters on the way there.”
you shake your head. “i’ll be fine. don’t worry. i’ll make sure everything gets there safe and sound,” you promise, grabbing onto the cart. after a nod from charles, you start your journey to dawn winery.
the way there was rather pleasant; no monsters to be found and the weather was perfect for a walk. you made it to the winery in no time, and you were greeted by the maids who worked there upon your arrival.
“delivery!” you sing, letting go of the cart to stretch your limbs for a moment.
“perfect! thank you so much for the quick delivery!” the maid says. “you can head inside, master diluc will handle the rest.”
you hesitantly nod before walking through the door that was being held open by one of the other maids.
did she accidentally say diluc’s name? but… he’s been gone for so long, there’s no way they’d make a mistake like that. you’ve been to the winery plenty of times since he left, and they’ve never done that before. maybe it was just a little slip up.
but it was not just a little slip up. because as you entered the building, you immediately spotted diluc standing by the fireplace, quietly conversing with another maid. he looks to you and does a double-take.
of course this would happen with an extra commission you randomly decided to take.
you couldn’t deny that you were happy to see him — well, maybe not happy, relieved was the better word to describe what you felt.
“oh, diluc. good thing you aren’t dead.” you accidentally say out loud. were the nerves already getting to you.
the maid he was talking to walks away and he makes his way to you. “hello. it’s been some time.”
it had been four years. after year two, you kind of convinced yourself he was never going to return, so seeing his was definitely a surprise. seeing him brought back a familiar feeling you hadn’t felt in years, one you never thought you’d feel again.
“when did you return? recently, i suppose? the entire city might actually explode when they discover you’ve come back.” you say, laughing.
diluc shakes his head. “i’ve been back for some time. but there’s no reason for our paths to cross, no? i’m not a knight anymore.” he says. “i hope you haven’t given up your title either,”
“i haven’t,” you say slowly. “you’ve been back for ‘some time?’ really? and no one knew?”
diluc shakes his head again, walking past you and picking up one of the large containers from your cart. “like i said, it’s not as if everyone should know.” he walks to the back of the room and stores the container there.
“right… i guess you’re right…” you sigh. “anyways, uh… what did you have delivered here?”
“oh, just some… grape juice. and apple cider. i ran out last night and i can’t work if i’ve had alcohol. it makes my brain fuzzy,” he says, taking another container to the back room.
“did you tell anyone else that you came back? like jean or kaeya?” you ask. you knew bringing kaeya up might strike a chord with him, but you were genuinely curious.
“no,” he says quickly. “i’ve only been to the city a handful of times since my return. there’s no need to disturb jean just to tell her i’m back.”
“right, she’s been our acting grand master ever since master varks left… she’s so busy i barely see her nowadays…” you say.
it was true — jean was always a busy woman, but ever since she took on the role of grand master, she had become so busy you only spoke to her when you were able to catch her, usually in the rare moments when she took a brief break.
“i heard.” he stops moving and drops his shoulders with a sigh. “i missed you. i’m sorry i left so suddenly… i should’ve given you more of an explanation.”
“it’s okay.” you reply. “i’m over it. the circumstances were strange back then to say the least.”
wordlessly, he walks to where you’re standing and wraps his arms around you, gently squeezing you. “i didn’t know if i’ve ever return, but… it got to a point when there was nothing else for me to learn. and even then, i still wondered if i should come back. but i decided that taking over the winery should be my responsibility. it’s the last link i have to my father.” he explains.
“i missed you too.” you finally say, closing your eyes as your embrace him. “i never thought i’d be able to do this again.” you admit.
“if you have time… would you like to stay for a while? if you don’t mind, i’d like for you to catch me up on everything i’ve missed,” he says, letting go of you and motioning towards the chairs near the fireplace.
“of course. i’d love too, diluc.” you say. you make your way to the chairs and take a seat. “hmm, where should i start… oh, i’m sure you saw, but i got a vision.” you tell him, holding up the purple vision that hung from your belt.
“i knew you would,” he grins. “and an electro one at that. look at that, we all still have different visions.” he says.
you nod. you all wondered if anyone in the group would get matching visions. kaeya made a bet with diluc that you and jean would get the same vision. you decided not to bring it up. not because of kaeya, but because he lost.
“oh! let me tell you about the hottest topic in the city right now. all of a sudden, our monster and thief problem has basically vanished. we have no idea who, but someone has been taking care of them all by themselves! we called them the guardian of mondstadt for some time, but most people call them the darknight hero now.” you tell him. “hey, what’s with that face?”
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yaboymercury · 3 years
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Your honeymoon was a nightmare. The charming bride you married had transformed into a bossy manipulative asshole who was dictating your every move.
After she'd finally fallen asleep you desperately craved some real peace so you snuck out to visit the rooftop pool hoping it would be dead. As you dropped your mostly naked body into the pleasant warmth of the pool, you sighed deeply finally getting to enjoy a moment of relaxation this holiday. Through the silence you began to hear splashing from the darker end of the pool. You looked over from the side you were sitting at and saw a beautiful man swimming towards you.
It ashamed you but you almost immediately got hard under the water. Your wife never knew about your bisexuality since you'd heard her say some pretty unsavoury things about the gay community as a whole, you were pretty sure that's why your parents liked her so much. But as this man stood in front of you top half glistening in the pools lighting, face smiling flirtatiously, bottom half submerged but seemingly uncovered, all your repression melted away as you shamelessly stared.
"Nice night eh?" His deep voice softened your ears used to your wife's screeching.
"Nice view too." You smiled back too, you knew you were freshly married, but that didn't matter right now.
He smirked and winced a little. Bubbles rose to the surface. As they popped you nose was met with the sweet pungent smell of manly flatulence. Yes it was disgusting, but it was the masculinity you'd been craving. And watching him stretch his physique in front of you with his gas rising around his body, your cock ached.
"Didn't think there'd be anyone else up here to I thought it would be a good place to relieve some," he winced again as more gassy bubbles popped around him, he exhaled, "tension."
You reached out stroking his wet chest. "Well don't let me stop your fun," you wafted your hand jokingly, "stinking fun that is."
He softly chuckled as he leaned against the side of the pool. His butt rose above letting you get your first look at the behemoth this man was carrying behind him, glowing as it tempted you. "If you think that's stinky you don't even know the half of it!" He moaned.
BBBBBBBBRRRRRAAAMMMMMMPPPPPPPTTTTT
The expulsion echoed around the rooftop as the gaseous winds melted into your face. The rotted stench was overwhelming making your eyes water. But it was just the masculinity you craved.
"Now that," pppppprrrrappp the short blast spat water into your face, "is stinky!"
He chuckled as he wafted the lingering aroma in your direction.
Even though your brain knew you should resist the potent pheremones your dick wouldn't let you. You pushed yourself towards him and dove face first into his ass. Your speed shocked him making him gasp as your tongue invaded his hole.
It reeked between his cheeks, but it was that deep masculine pheremone which stopped you from even wanting to leave.
Pppppppprrrraaaaappppppp
"Well who would i be to reject a guest at the gassiest buffet around." He sensually joked as his personal brand of stink assaulted your face. It was rough and it churned your stomach but it was what your body desired as your tongue kept exploring his toxic hole.
Fffffffffrrrrrrarrrrrrrrrrrppppp
Bbbbbbtrrrrrraaaaaafffffffffffftttt
Pppppppprrrrrrappppppppp
The farts wouldn't end as he kept twisting his ass letting out stinky blast after stinky blast into your ravenous mouth and nose.
The noxious encounter was unbelievably pleasurable for the both of you, neither wanting it to end. However you both froze when you heard your wife's unmistakable screech:
"What the fuck are you doing!"
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(*loved the picture but couldn't find it without watermarks, if you can find it I'll fart on u thanks*)
ko-fi if you wanna tip or make a commission :)
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keilemlucent · 4 years
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consequence
(r18+)
gang orca | sakamata kugo x reader
word count: ~2k
a bit of teasing and a bit of payback
warnings: semi-public sex, daddy kink, fem reader, monster fucking
commission for @wufxn!! thank u sm dear :’’^)
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alright fellas here’s the first of the gang orca commissions!!! enjoy some good monster fucking food <3
Messing with Kugo had... consequences.
None that you didn’t enjoy—
You knew exactly what you were getting into, slipping your hand far too high up his thigh during dinner. You felt his firm flesh tense under your touch, his breath getting deeper and harsher as you traced nonsense shapes over the fabric of his trousers.
You kept a small smile on your lips the whole time, relaxing against his side despite the obvious, silent tension that was growing.
The dinner was a group affair, other heroes and their partners all chatting and munching for some much needed social time. As much as you liked these sorts of gatherings, and seeing Kugo so much more relaxed than normal, you couldn’t not rile him up, just a little.
(It was a lot.)
Your stunt had you cornered in one of the lavish, private bathrooms, Kugo blocking the door as you stared up at him with a dry mouth and wide eyes.
“You left the door unlocked,” His voice rolled deep across the room. “Were you, by chance, wanting me to barge in on you after you’ve been such a brat?”
“I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about,” Your expression slid to a grin, popping onto the small ledge around the sink, knowing that the newly exposed skin of your thighs under your skirt must’ve been driving him wild.
“You don’t?” He chuckled, something forbidding in his tone as he began to unbutton the jacket he wore. “I highly doubt that.”
“I know you’ve been pretty excited all night,” You hummed, kicking your legs with a devious smile.
You were truly getting whatever was coming your way.
Kugo was on you in a mere moment, slotting between your legs and parting your thighs with a grip that could bruise. It was the first of many aches, not that you were complaining.
“It’s hard not to be, with you being so openly whorish,” The words weren’t spat, but rather spoke like a prayer as he towered over you, taloned-hands settling just above your hips.
His gaze was purely hungry, red eyes dilated and focused purely and solely on you. Kugo towered over you, shoulders hunched just enough to make your stomach lurch in the most pleasant way.
“That’s not a very nice thing to say about me,” You pouted half-heartedly as his hands dipped under your top. You shuddered at his touch, knowing he’d notice.
Briefly, your gaze veered to the door. Although it was locked, the social hour was meters away, the din of voices floating with the light music of the venue.
Kugo pressed you back into the mirror, tearing at the fabric of your top and skirt with abandon. You sputtered out a complaint, mindful that these clothes were all you had and as much as you wanted to be dicked-down, you didn’t know if the humiliation was worth it.
(It was.)
“I don’t think ‘nice’ is really in the cards today, hm?” Kugo’s words should’ve held some humor, but they sounded far more serious with the rumble of his voice so close to your ear, tapered tongue licking from around your pulse point and jaw.
Truthfully, no, you definitely didn’t deserve much niceness after being an absolutely insufferable tease and possible embarrassment—
But that didn’t mean you wouldn’t try.
“I’m sorry, daddy,” You let the name roll off your tongue. “I just couldn’t help myself.”
Kugo growled but didn’t reply. All he did was press you harder back into the mirror, pulling back to let his gaze bore into you. You swallowed at the sight of spit wetting his exposed teeth.
“I-I mean,”  You cursed your stutter. “You just look so good—“
Flattery didn’t work when you’d pushed Keigo this far and gotten him this worked up, you knew this, but you would be damned if you didn’t try.
So, you fanned the flames instead.
“And seeing all of your coworkers making eyes at you just got me a little...” You hummed, smirking at the searing heat of his breath over your collarbones. “Needy, you know?”
Kugo hummed, idly shredding the rest of your clothes and tossing them to the ground.
“Is my little one is a little jealous?” Kugo chuckled, some of his ire dissolved.
“Maybe.”
It was true. Though all of his colleagues were kind and viewed the two of you well, that didn’t mean that they were gorgeous and intimidating.
(You were playing up to get dicked down better, but that’s beside the point.)
You yelped as Kugo flipped you by the hips, large body folding over yours. With your stomach flat to the cold porcelain of the sink, all you could see was Kugo’s massive form swallowing up yours underneath him. When you tried to turn away from it, cheeks hot, he simply straightened your gaze with a harsh hand on your jaw.
His hips pressed against the curve of your ass, something hard and hot reminding you of your goal in all this.
“You just need a bit of extra attention?” Kugo rolled his eyes, unbuckling his pants audibly. “I thought I’d taught you better than this— You should’ve just asked.
You whined as he snapped the elastic on your panties, the fabric tearing and falling to the floor.
One of his clawed, thick fingers ran up your slit, Kugo growling lowly a moment later, “You’re already so filthy. Who’s all this for?”
“Y-you, daddy,” You swallowed, forcing your gaze to stay on him, behind you, in the mirror.
Kugo was far more focused on teasing at your clit and entrance, spreading slick and dirtying your thighs. Any little pleas and writhing were silenced or stilled with firm words and a harsh hand pressing into your lower back.
He was teasing on purpose, you knew. The contrast of the hard pressing of his body and his barely-there touches was evidence of that.
You keened, burying your face in your arms, “Please, Kugo, they’re gonna notice— “
You were cut off with a short smack to your ass and a yelp. You slapped your hand over your mouth, cursing your own volume.
“Why are you complaining? Isn’t this what you wanted?” Kugo asked, something writhing and near-burning pressing to your core. “You just wanted to be fucked good and proper by daddy, but can’t even ask nicely?”
You shook your head, a moan ripping from the back of your throat as he pressed into you, cock twitching with each inch.
“Little one, look forward, and maybe, I’ll be merciful,” Kugo leaned his broad body over yours, the texture of his skin somewhere between silky and rubbery, but in no way unpleasant.
He didn’t give you any reprieve as he sheathed himself fully in your cunt. If you weren’t so accustomed to his size, shape, and motion, you would’ve probably been in pain.
But, after so long of taking his pretty, tapered cock so deep that you could feel it in your stomach?
You hardly felt the stretch.
As he bottomed out, the overwhelming fullness of it had you so close already, vision sparking at the corners. You struggled to keep your focus forward, on the reflection of you and Kugo panting in time, sheened in sweat.
He grinned, toothy and wide, and was about to speak when a knock sounded from the door.
You stiffened.
Kugo did as well, but it didn’t stop him from fucking you in soft earnest.
He was hardly thrusting, just lazily rocking and grinding in your cunt as he watched your wild eyes in the mirror.
He raised what would’ve been an eyebrow as another knock came, the door handle jingle for a minute.
“OCCUPIED!” You shouted at the last second, voice cracking with the suppression of a moan.
For the stoicism Kugo could radiate, he was wearing a shit-eating grin as he watched you struggle.
Flattening his chest over the arch of your back, he slowly fucked into you, rhythm lazy and unhurried, “Do you think they heard?”
“P-probably.”
“Just ‘probably’? You know better.”
The only response you gave was a muffled moan as you covered your own mouth, his cock rubbing hard and deep inside you. The overwhelming sensation was almost enough to make your eyes snap shut, but you forced them to stay open.
You wanted to offer a bit more sass, put up a bit more of a fight, but the image of Kugo fucking into you more relentlessly with each passing moment in the fogging mirror was far too enticing. You braced where you could, the pads of your fingers leaving oily prints on the immaculate mirror.
“Is this what you wanted, little one?” Kugo gritted out with a particularly rough thrust.
You nodded, sputtering out affirmatives as your head spun.
The pressure and tension writhing in your gut were pushing you closer to the edge, a fact that you desperately tried to hide on the off-chance Kugo decided to not allow you to come.
“You wanted to fucked just right, so close to my colleagues?” Kugo sneered, the hooks of his fingers clawing into your hips. “Filthy.”
You shuddered, grinding into the lip of the sink, frantically racing for your release.
Kugo must’ve been getting close as well, grunts echoing off the tile and walls, mixing with your own and the squelching of your cunt. Your thighs were soaked with slick, only made stickier by Kugo’s own gummy preek mixing with your own.
He leaned over your back, pressing his face into your shoulder, fin pressing against the mirror. His teeth dug into your shoulder as his angle somehow managed to get deeper.
“Kugo!” You wailed, voice cracking as his cock twirled inside you, swelling and filling you even better.
A hand snuck around your body, hand flat on your stomach, hauling you up and into him. You keened, craning your neck to continue watching the display, though your vision blurred with hot tears.
The pad of a finger circled your clit, the thickness of his arm held you up. His cock buried so fucking deep inside you had your eyes rolling back.
Kugo grabbed your jaw, forcing his gaze to him.
“Scream my name, and maybe I’ll let you finish, little one.”
You took a few shaking breaths, gaze flickering to the door.
Kugo’s hips slowed as well.
Though, only for his hips slam forward, his cock ramming against your cervix and the sensations to continue perfectly harder and faster—
“Kugo!” You shrieked straining as your peak sparked through your body, heat rolling over you.
Kugo came just moments later, the fluttering of your cunt more than enough to send him over the edge, his cock writhing and squirming as he pumped you full of his sticky cum.
There was stillness for a moment, as you both panted through the aftershocks. Your eyes went half-lidded, nearly limp in Kugo’s arms.
“Little one,” Kugo’s voice was hoarse and dry. He turned on the sink, rushing cold water splashing into the basin. “How do you feel?”
You slurred out an answer, turning and leaning into his broad frame. Kugo was quick to steady you, propping you up against the sink.
He splashed a bit of the water over his face and neck, the smoothness of his skin shining once more. Carefully, he placed his cold hand over your forehead, kissing your cheeks as you both settled.
You could feel his cock still, softened but still shrinking down now that he’d blown his load. His cum dripped down your thighs, cooling and making you shiver in the chill of the bathroom.
“Sorry I teased you,” You sighed wistfully hooking your arms over his shoulders. “But it was worth it.”
Kugo blinked at you, “You really think so?”
“Entirely. That was lovely— “
Kugo hummed, stooping down to fish his jacket off the ground, along with the remnants of your skirt.
The skirt was almost in tatters, barely able to clasp around your waist with the way the fabric hung. Your panties, shirt, and bra were gone, the scraps making far better cumrags than clothing.
You swallowed, staring up at Kugo with wide eyes as he tsked.
“Consequences, love.”
He gave you a toothy grin as you pouted.
“I’m not going back out there half-naked— “
He pulled you forward as you spoke, helping your arms through the massive sleeves, buttoning up the front.
The colors were mismatched, the fit off, makeup smeared, and in general, you looked like a goddamn mess. If his colleagues somehow didn’t hear you, they were bound to notice based on how disheveled you looked.
“You wanted cock so badly, this is the price,” Kugo pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Come on, I’ll help you out, I’m sure you’ve gotten quite the limp.”
As heat rose to your cheeks, you couldn’t feel too embarrassed.
You had gotten what you wanted.
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