#this was funny in my head and u know what ? it is funny on canvas too

[kesoo]

Mike gets Vecna’d

#if u know u know #this was funny in my head and u know what ? it is funny on canvas too #mike wheeler i know what you are #<- the fact tumblr auto-filled that tag EUHERUER4 we’re a hivemind #byler #stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #so . um……….stranger things huh. h. hi #kesos art #byler fanart #stranger things fanart

[nomazee]

EVENT TIME EVENT TIME

how about.. 4:44am & dr. ratio? 🫡

AUGHH THANK U GWEN i lvoed writing ths..... first time writing dr ratio be gentle on my fragile soul

my 1k event!

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When Doctor Veritas Ratio walks into his very-private, very-locked, very-secluded study, he’s greeted with the unfortunate sight of you—sitting on the floor, an easel with a wide canvas set up low to the ground, oil paints sprawled absolutely everywhere. 

“What the hell are you doing?”

A sheepish smile pulls at your face, as if a sweet expression will get you out of the mess you’ve made of Ratio’s personal space. It’s far too late— late? Too early? Regardless. The hour of the night-slash-morning that you’ve decided to paint in his room is not appropriate at all. 

“I can explain,” you say, followed by a complete lack of an explanation as the two of you stew in silence for another half a minute. 

“Why are you even awake at this hour?” Ratio scoffs, stepping around you and your hazardous art set-up as he places some irrelevant stack of books on his (thankfully untouched) desk. “You should’ve been in bed a long time ago. Soon you’ll experience delirium from lack of sleep.” 

“Oh, please,” you argue, swatting a hand in his general direction playfully as you turn back to your canvas. It’s full of nauseating color, clear shapes and lines that don’t blend together in the slightest, vague animal-like forms that overlap with each other. “You’re awake too, aren’t you? Unless I really did hit delirium, and you’re just some Veritas-ghost floating around in my subconscious.” 

Ratio does not get a kick out of your very funny joke. An annoyed huff escapes him, tainted with something like weariness and exhaustion. Your eyebrow twitches. 

“And to answer your first question,” you prattle on, mindlessly scrubbing dried paint from the side of your hand with a wet rag, before picking up a fan brush, “I’m painting. This room is really well-ventilated, which is nice, because it would be a shame if all the fumes got to my head and zapped away my few remaining brain cells.” 

That one gets a laugh out of him, probably because it’s at the expense of your own intelligence. 

“There are a hundred other rooms that are exactly the same as mine,” he argues, finally turning away from his pointless shuffling of materials on his desk and facing you, looking at you while he talks to you—you know, like a normal person would. “There was no reason to infiltrate my own private study for your… painting. The door was locked, too. How did you—” 

“Don’t ask silly questions, Veritas,” and you like the way each consonant of his name clicks against your lips and teeth and tongue, “I have my ways. Does it bother you that I’m defiling your good room with my frivolous fine arts endeavors?” 

“Ridiculous,” his face screws up in displeasure at your assumption that he’d be so elitist to deny you of your passion. He walks around your spread of supplies again, carefully, before kneeling by your side to watch you work. As much as he’s loath to admit, you’re one of his few soft spots, and it shows in the way he traces the lines of your paint with his gaze, and the fact that he has yet to kick you out of his room. “The humanities are just as important as any other field.” 

“Spoken like a true scholar,” you quip, trying to hold back the shakiness of your hands and the swaying of your body. It really is too late for this, but you’d slept through the day and felt much too awake by midnight. Setting up camp in Ratio’s room was a natural instinct. 

“Go to bed,” he says, commanding yet gentle as he tugs a paintbrush from your hand. He doesn’t touch your hands, never really does, but he’s gathering your scattered, wrung-out tubes of paint and the little containers of linseed oil hidden under the easel. “It does neither you nor your artwork any good to be exhausted.” 

“I’m not even tired!” you complain, dragging out your words in a whine as he nudges you with his foot in a wordless command to stand up. There’s something like a cot in the corner of his room (because he does sleep, sometimes, and often it’s between textbooks and files and loose leaf paper) and a cozy patterned blanket that’s definitely yours. 

“You will be tired the second your head hits the mattress.” 

“This is a really awful mattress, Ratio.” 

“Don’t complain,” and his tone is harsh but you know he doesn’t mean it, because he’s pushing you back onto the little sleeping corner and tucking you into the blanket, nothing short of kindness in his hands. “You still have to clean your mess in the morning.” 

Sure, you think, already drifting off. By the time you wake up, you know that your mess will be packed away in a neat pile, floor wiped clean and canvas propped safely against the wall.

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[bloodybreakupscene]

I wanted to request maybe a 1610! Miles morales drabble, where the reader has selective mutism and is really quiet around Miles for awhile. But they get put in a group project together and Miles hears their voice for the first time when they laugh at something he said!! ^^

-> 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒.

miles morales x reader

-> miles and you get partnered for a project and u laugh and hes like wowza and falls in love (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

-> omg tysm for the request!! this idea was too cute i love it sm for realsies (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)!! and another tysm for everyone else who liked my other miles post! the amount of likes and reblogs was overwhelming sweet i love u guys sm ☆ (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) ☆

"alright, with that lesson out of the way let's practice what we've learned with your table partner!" the teacher exclaimed, some students groaned and some laughed, both reactions at the direction of working with each other's desk partners.

art was one of the two subjects you actually enjoyed during school, the work wasn't a hassle and it also didn't force you to speak to others, you never did well with certain settings, however in those that you were actually familiar with you did fine. your partner, one of your newer friends, miles morales, turned towards you.

"what do you think we should do?" he asks, you shrugged your shoulders, the canvas paper that lie on the table remained untouched.

"hmm, i'm terrible at realism, so maybe we can do somethin' simple. . . like buildings!" he leans his head on his hand, awaiting your reaction. you nod your head, and grab your guys' shared painting supplies.

as you guys are painting, miles steals a few glances at your relaxed face. he admired many of your facial features and habits, the way your shoulders raised a bit when you were focused, how the shine in your eyes seemed to brighten when you saw or noticed something that peaked your interest. he's never heard your voice, he figured it was something personal so he never asked—

you laughed. miles, suddenly, broken out of this odd trance, looked at you covering your mouth, laughing. "what?" he questioned, laughing a bit as well, your giggling must be contagious.

"nothing! you just looked, really, focused. i thought it was funny." you spoke, explaining yourself, putting the brush down.

"excuse you." he glared, no malicious intent behind it, "art just so happens to be one of my many expertises."

"pfft, as if. you have more paint on your hand than on the canvas." he looks down at his right hand and you were right, different colors of paint were all over his hand.

"just means i'm a part of the canvas." he jokes, and thank god he did because it made you laugh again. a big smile covers his face and he can't help but replicate your reaction as well.

"you're funny i guess." you rolled your eyes, looking down at the painting you guys made.

"you guess? i didn't even have to do anything to make you laugh the first time." he playfully teases you.

"sure sure whatever." you respond, acting annoyed at his little joke.

miles can't help the huge smile that's still plastered on face, your voice is so sweet, it's got him kicking his feet and blushing, you don't even know the kind of effect that you have on him. he never thought that he was the hopeless romantic type until this very moment, but he can't help it! he's already fallen head over heels in love with you.

#spiderman #spiderman x reader #spiderman x y/n #into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #beyond the spiderverse #miles morales x you #miles morales x y/n #miles morales x reader #miles morales #fanfic #sony spiderverse #spiderverse x you #spiderverse x reader #spiderverse x y/n

[solarwoniii]

heyyy!! just wondering if i could request “zb1 legal line reaction to catching their s/o masturbating” hehehehheheehehe if not all goodzz 💗💗

reaction to catching you touching yourself ! zb1 legal line

smut, crack, some fluff ! includes jiwoong, zhanghao, hanbin, matthew, taerae and ricky

contains ; dacryphilia, punishments, i think thats all? lmk if i missed any T^T

a/n ; THANK U FOR UR REQUEST ♡ HAD SO MUCH FUN DOING THIS

jiwoong ;

would laugh at you but not in a cute funny quirky silly way

that low kind of dominant chuckle that makes you realise.

you fucked up.

he'd pull up a chair beside the bed and insist for you to continue in that same scary tone ur mum talks in when u forget to wash the dishes 😰😰😰😨😨

and then he'll force you to make yourself cum until you're crying while he sat there and watched because you're not allowed to stop until he says.

then he'll finally touch you.

with his fingertips.

just to fuck with you more because he's a petty little bitch

edging you until you're shaking, eyes rolling back, body arching

and then, and only then will you get to cum.

zhanghao ;

finds it cute that you think you're so big and strong now

puts ur ass in its place so fast 🫣🫣

love bites all over you

your body is his canvas and his marks are his art 😵😶

actually, this timing is perfect

he'd been waiting for you to misbehave so he could try out the new vibrator he got for you

edges you again and again, just to rip away your orgasm and have you crying

when you finally cum you both know damn well it's not over 💀 keeps the vibrator in that exact spot and refuses to move it until you cum another three times.

i'm sorry i just think mean dom hao is extremely accurate and attractive

hanbin ;

i think he would genuinely laugh at you 💀

and you would try to be mad at him for laughing at you but his stupid laugh is unfortunately extremely contagious 😭😔

when he's done laughing at you he'll come and help you

i think it would be all giggly and fluffy and cute though

and then you would cuddle naked (i feel like hanbin wld enjoy this so much during aftercare esp idk) and gossip LMFAO

matthew ;

GETS SO SHY I SWEAR JSJSJSJS

THE PERSONIFICATION OF 😳

quickly closes the door behind him before anyone else can see what he's seeing

'd-do u want me to . . .' 'o-oh ok'

he's flustered but he will help you feel good 😭

turns into a cute little mutual masturbation session after u notice the boner building up in his pants from the sight of u T^T

when you both finish he'll clean you up and then be a little cutie patootie

'uhmmm there was this disney movie i really wanted to watch with you so could we maybe do that now ? 👉👈'

taerae ;

just smiles and locks the door behind him when he realises what you're doing

'do you need my help baby?'

he'll sit beside you and replace your hand with his

helps you reach the best orgasm of your life with his skilled fingers

idk i genuinely don't think he would get mad

but he'll remind you that you can always come to him if you're feeling needy.

kisses

so many kisses

he'll give you more than his fingers after as well if you still want more ;))

ricky ;

YEAH THATS RIGHT WE'RE BACK TO PUSSY SLAPPER RICKY BECAUSE MY LOVE MIYUKI PUT THE THOUGHT INTO MY HEAD AND I REFUSE TO LET GO

when he walks in i think he'd get flustered but he'd quickly cover it up because being seen like that by you hurts his precious ego

AGAIN LOW DOMINANT CHUCKLE he takes after jiwoong because he aspires to one day be that cool and strong but u already know he's a cute little softie

'if you wanted me to treat you like a little whore you could've just said so, baby.'

AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH 😭😶🫣😵😳😰😭😶

gets you up on all fours and spanks your pussy until it's swollen and dripping.

then he'll mark your body up and take photos of you for his little collection 😨

eats you out (prolly makes u sit on his face too bc he's a little freak)

#zb1 #zb1 smut #zerobaseone #zb1 jiwoong #zb1 zhanghao #zb1 hanbin #zb1 matthew #zb1 taerae #zb1 ricky #zerobaseone smut #zb1 fluff #zb1 drabbles #zb1 smau

[dumplingsfordays]

you're so pretty, you're so popular

albedo x gn!reader [university au]

genre - fluff

summary - albedo has a little (not really) crush on a semi-popular kid at his school.

cw!: jealousy, albedo's obsessed with you (in a good way I promise), professor ships you two

note - i used to simp for albedo so hard and then I stopped playing genshin... he's still pretty boy in my book though. feel like they did his hair dirty though, it's supposed to be so fluffy and they just massacred it :(

and as always, thank you for reading!

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Albedo was jealous of your friends. That was the one simple truth that he never wanted to admit to himself. He'd see you laughing along with them after you'd shown them a funny video and wish that he was the one that was holding you from falling backwards onto the grass as you shook from incessant, adorable giggles, that he was the one whose face hurt from smiling at your radiant expression everyday.

As much as he loved truth, he couldn't bring himself to face it.

And he'd sit on a bench in the shade of an oak tree during lunch, whose relatives sparingly dotted the small field on which you were talking with your friends, and in a sketchbook he would draw you and him on that same grass, blanketed in sunshine as you talked about anything you'd want to. After all, hearing your voice was enough for him to break an uncommon smile.

Albedo did this day after day, and luckily for him, you'd sit on that grass with your friends consistently from midday to 1:30. It was a nice break from the otherwise monotonous existence he led - study, eat, study, walk, draw, work, eat, sleep.

Oddly enough, almost every activity on that list somehow related back to you. The margins of his notes were occasionally occupied by studies of your eyes and hair; when he'd eat, his meals were inspired by what you ate for lunch; his walks were accompanied by music that you'd recommended to him some time ago; and when he slept, his brain would sometimes conjure up images of you hugging him, saying that he'd need to hold out just a little longer and maybe when he has the chance, he'll ask you out. Drawing brought him passion and he did use it as a side source of income, but lately they'd been plagued by splintered fragments of your soul.

He did it automatically, really - he'd add in a dash of your favorite color, draw a person in the background with the same hairstyle that you usually wore, and one time, when Albedo had been painting a portrait for his art midterm, he sketched out a scarily accurate representation of your countenance, usual accessories and all.

He immediately erased it, of course. You were in the same class as him and if he brought the canvas to the professor in front of you, there was no way that you wouldn't be weirded out by him. Who does that, anyway? He'd be better off painting his little cousin, Klee, who was a ray of sunshine and was bound to earn him a hundred.

The stars aligned in such an unpredictable way for him towards the end of the year after a particularly tiring lecture. You, in all your bright, angelical beauty, walked right up to him as he was about to leave and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey, 'Bedo!" you smile as he whips his head around to face you. You don't know what you do to him when you call him by his nickname - he practically melts each time.

"Hey." He's panicking - it's obviously not a bad thing, you're smiling, you don't think he's creepy or annoying or anything, so everything's okay, as long as he plays it cool and-

"So, I've been thinking," you start, averting your eyes to look at the floor and then back to him. "We haven't really hung out in a bit. Do you want to grab a bite somewhere sometime? It's okay if you can't, I know you're super busy and all but I found this super nice place that just opened nearby and I thought that it'd be nice to try it out."

He swallows. "Y-yeah, that would be nice-"

"Great!" Albedo blinks at your rather loud interruption and you clear your throat awkwardly. "Um, I mean, um, yeah! So, I think you have my number, so just text me when you're free and and we'll figure it out."

You'd never tell it to anyone but you find his small, shy grin so endearing. He stutters a little when he replies but you think it's cute - he'd never know that unless you told him straight to his face though.

"Sounds- sounds good, yeah."

"So, we're set?"

He nods and grabs his bag, offering to walk with him. You accept with a smile, to which his face reddens, and as you walk out together the professor sighs.

"Young love," he chuckles. "Guess they'll be sitting together from now on."

#i wrote this in a day so im sorry if its bad lmfao #but like his hair??? love it i feel like hes so underrated #genshin impact #fluff #genshin #albedo #albedo fluff #albedo genshin #albedo genshin impact #albedo x reader #albedo x you #albedo x y/n #genshin x reader #genshin x you #albedo kreideprinz #i have a whole pinterest board for him like i used to simp HARD lmao

[kiwi-channn]

Just a drawing

(Part 2)

Older Simon Riley × fem reader(artist)

∆ Artist reader sees Ghost while he is patrolling her city and she wanna draw Ghost but he refuses ∆

Part 1 - part 3 - part4

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I just thought that he looked like a great drawing reference... That rough aura... With a strong body... The look in his eyes is something I never saw before... So cold and alone... Interesting it was...

I wanted to capture that man on my canvas... I will use black and blue as a palette for him with a tiny string of red... It is gonna be amazing...

But! No matter how much I try, he refuses to let me draw him... The thing is he doesn't know me yet.. I never give up... Especially when it's something I wanna draw... I will try and try and try until it works.... Just perfect results are accepted...

.......

So for the next week, I stalked him.... He crosses this area every Saturday at 10 pm... Luckily I live here ... So I can easily see him every Saturday when he patrols the area...

He looks so grumpy... Wonder if he has other layers.. wonder if he has other colors under those dark basic colors...

Will he let me draw him?... How should I convince a scary soldier to let me draw him?...

........

"don't you give up!..." Ghost said with an annoyed tone... He is so done with this little college girl who is after him...

She doesn't answer and pretends to be behind the tree...

"you know I can see you right?... Do you call that a hiding spot?..."

She sighs tiredly and moves away from behind the tree...

"I just wanna talk to you sir" said so innocently like she wasn't stalking him for the last week like a prey...

"really?.. so you stalk me from behind the trees..." He isn't even surprised... He now is sure that this girl is out of her mind...

"no no... I was just taking a little peak.. not stalking or anything..."

He can't understand that girl at all... Is she even okay?!... Why is she so consisting on drawing him when he refused her many times?...

(is it really just a drawing?!)

Ghost can't stop but think that this girl is suspicious... He doesn't trust her consist...

"why are you looking at me like that?" She is looking at him like a creeped rabbit in headlights...

"what?" He says confused at her looks ...

"like a wolf..." She says quietly with a calm look of some fear... She is in her own little world now.. imagining other stuff...

"huh?.. bloody hell.. you crazy?... You really have a problem.."

She chuckles and looks up at him... Her gaze going through his soul not just his gaze... She is really analyzing him ...

"just get lost.. little girl" he snarls at her... Trying to be more rude so she gets away from him...

"you think I will give up with just that?... Iam not that easy lieutenant..."

"what do you want?..." huffing with cold tired heart... He wanna get straight to the point now .. he doesn't have time to chat especially with this weird girl...

She didn't expect him to ask her that and she thinks a bit...

"will you come with me to somewhere..."

"do you think iam easy too?... Why will I go with you anywhere?..."

She smiles a bit and leans her head to the side slightly ... "Do you think I can hurt you, lieutenant?..." Said so calmly with a gentle tone ....

He stays silent for a few moments... Just looking at her... He doesn't get her at all...

"fine... I can squash you if you ever tried anything funny anyway.."

She feels a bit shocked at the way he speaks... But she pays no mind and laughs it off....

........

And after ten minutes... They were both in her car... She is driving... And he is sitting on the passenger seat beside her... He doesn't fit at all beside her... With her small pink car... And her calm oblivious aura... He looks out of place...

"where are we going?.."

"don't worry.. I won't eat you..."

He gives her a side eye... He knows for sure whom can truly eat the other ...

"brave little minx ..."

"well I understand little minx.. but brave?.. me?..."

"you are more stupid than brave..."

"ugh.. can't you be nice for a moment..."

"no..."

She shakes her head a bit... And she stays silent for the rest of the road...

...........

They reach the sea and he feels a bit confused that she brought him here...

This city has a beautiful sea, that's what he heard but he never came to see it... And it's indeed pretty... The sea water are so blue like the sky... The shore's sand is a bit dark colored but still matches the sea so much.... With a nice breeze... So refreshing and smells like salty water... That special aroma...

He just stands beside the car not moving a muscle... And she takes off her shoes and walks on the sand softly like walking on sharp glass...

She then stops midway and looks back at him... Giving him a look of inviting ...

"what?" He says

"what!" She says back

"aren't you coming?... Are you gonna just stand there like a statue?..."

He feels a bit offended and steps on the sand...

"aren't you taking off your boots?... It will fill up with sand.."

He doesn't answer her and she gives up and just walks with him closer to the sea .... Then she sits down in front of the sea... And he just sits beside her ...

"so?.. just brought me here to look at the water!..."

"oh .. sorry to disappoint you sir ... Did you expect more?..." Says softly with a smirk that annoyed him so much....

He just glares at her... She is really weird he thinks...

She looks ahead of her... Listening to the soft waves hit the shore...

"when I was young, my parents had a divorce... At that time I thought that I could fix it... But I was just a kid ..."

He didn't say anything for a few moments...

"why are you telling me that?..."

"maybe I just wanna bribe you... To let me draw you"

He smiles a little behind his balaclava and doesn't say anything back for a nother minute...

"what did you do then?..."

She feels a bit relieved that he chooses not to be rude...

"I just cried... I couldn't imagine my life alone... Without mom and dad ..."

"alone?... Didn't they just get a divorce?.."

"yeah.. but they both didn't want me anymore... They wanted to start new lives ..."

"hmm..." That was his answer... He doesn't know what to say in these situations at all...

She laughs and nudges him...

"it was long ago... It doesn't affect me like it did before..."

He frowns and didn't say anything... And they just sit silently, looking at the sea...

"I still won't let you draw me.."

"come onnnn... I told you something sensitive about me .."

"well I didn't ask you to tell me... You forced me to hear you..."

"forced you?... You are so Stony.."

He chuckles a bit and stops immediately so she won't hear it... "Stony!... That's the weirdest thing I have ever heard..."

She heard him chuckle quietly and she decides not to mention it...

"come on .. just one portrait of you... Just one .."

"no"

"ughhh... Evil..."

"and you are a little baby ..."

.....

"so you will come again?.."

"come where?.." he acts dump...

She looks so done with how annoying he is...

"to here... The sea... It's my calming place..." She sighs and looks at him...

"so?.. you will?.." she want him to accept so bad... She wanna come here again with him... Maybe that will convince him to let her do a portrait of him...

"without a portrait?..." He breaks all her hopes..

"okay.. just for now..." She had to agree for now... She wanna know that set of colors and complicated emotions for now... For her portrait of course...

"fine ... Maybe another time here won't be a problem..."

"deal!..."says happily and she smiles a bit smile and looks back at the sea.... She can't believe he agreed... Maybe he is indeed easy...

The sun setting down over the sea... The sky isn't totally blue now... It has some orange and a bit splashes of pink...

#simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x fem reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #ghost cod #cod #call of duty #simon riley x reader #simon riley x female reader #simon riley x you #simon riley x artist #romantic #romance #fanfic #older!ghost

[ddejavvu]

not to be self indulgent but poly!marauders sirius being ur go to salon therapy guy. he’s the kinda person who walks around equipped with tweezers and has a weird thing abt wanting to pop ppls spots (u know the type)

i have untamed eyebrows!! my mum forced me to get them 2000s type thin when I was like 11 and it traumatised me so i only brush em and gel em for makeup looks now!! they have a nice shape but okay they’re a bit unruly to ppl who care!! they’re luscious and dark and have a good enough shape to em and i like em enough but sometimes i wish I could just have em a little bit cleaner in shape just for the feel etcetc etc!!!

and sirius would talk and talk talk talk his way into letting himself at em with some tweezers for fun. for him, ofc. he would just love the blank canvas and he’d enjoy shaping em and u can’t tell me he wouldn’t rugby tackle u and just like. Sit on top of ur chest. Like a cat. Suction cup grip to ur head with his free hand to keep you still.

don’t talk to me about the ‘convince her to let me at her brows’ phase. he’s pulling out all the stops, he’s bribing, he’s blackmailing, he’s puppy-dog-eyeing. if it’s magical - he’s giving u a suspicious amount of padfoot attention. if it’s non-magical, he’s overly-overly touchy in public, the cheesy kinda amped up flirting. oh you want him to stop? …well it’s only a small price, he supposes..

fun tidbit! getting ready for bed and he tries to ambush you, swearing it’ll be all relaxed and calming and spa like and James probably crawls over you and just covers your eyebrows solidly with his palms to ‘save u’ from him. but James is James and all saviours need a reward :) kiss or ur eyebrow protectors are gone :)

okay sO funny little story about me is that i don't actually have eyebrows but i used to and i got them waxed once and i would have totally let sirius pluck 'em instead bc omg waxing hurt like a bitch..

sometimes he catches you pulling at your skin in the bathroom to straighten them out or angle them up or peer at the stray hairs there and he's standing behind you with his tweezers like >:)))) it's like a horror movie where you see him standing in the mirror behind you, and his weapon of choice is tweezers

but he would!! he'd do it in your sleep, he'd crawl into your bed and pluck away and you'd wake up to a sharp tug at your eyebrow and ohmygod you can't breathe what's on your chest?? oh. it's sirius. and his tweezers.

you recruit james as your eyebrow protector, but like u said he needs payment, he doesn't work for free, of course!! so he keeps his chin on your forehead and every page of your book that you turn is one kiss that you owe him, and sirius lunges at him with the tweezers for revenge. now i know james potter has never groomed his brows a day in his life so sirius has his work cut out for him, but then there's a red sore patch on james's skin 'cause that really hurt! and u gotta kiss it better <3

he's telling you he'll buy you that new book you want if you just let him at your face, he'll clean your room, he'll wash your laundry, he'll cook you dinner, he'll do anything just let him !!!!! he crawls into your bed one night as padfoot and snuggles up to you and then bites the skin beside your brow just at your temple, a little nip with his teeth, and you're like >:O HEY >:O

#sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius black imagine #sirius black headcanons #sirius black fanfiction #sirius black oneshot #sirius black blurb #poly!marauders x reader #james potter x reader #james potter #let's talk about sirius black !! #let's talk about james potter !!

[shopcat]

maybe a weird question to ask esp since stranger things is a tv show with real live people playing fictional characters but do you imagine/think of the characters exactly the way the actors look like? like idk for me maybe it’s because of the way i enjoy fanart a lot but in my head eddie doesn’t really look all that much like jquinn. steve and robin look slightly different from jkeery and maya hawke. i do think it’s also because of how all these people play characters way younger than they are and look so it’s like. well in my head dustin and mike and the kids still look more like 2016 actors than 2023 actors because they’ve grown up more than the characters did. if that makes sense! anyways yeah i wanted to know what you thought i’m just curious cuz i haven’t rly asked anyone so idk if this is common at all.

ask is getting long so u dont have to read all this but yeah maybe it’s because i spend more time thinking about steve than i do like. hopper or whatever but when i say they look different i mean the features not just the age. like obviously they go hand in hand but like. yeah it’s like they share a canvas (joe keery) but its not the Same yk. and like. it’s not about making steve or the others more attractive to me personally bc despite steve being described/implied as attractive it’s just about how he looks like to Me. if that makes sense. umm yeah i don’t mean this to start like. discourse or whatever just a silly ask. also last time i sent an ask (steverobin drawing ideas) and u said i love you and it’s like we don’t know eo or talk or anything but i need to say i love you back bc i Do so true. anyways love you always enjoy reading your posts..! yeah

HM no yeah i get what u mean... i do not picture them very clearly in my mind either way but i do imagine them generally as the actors if only bc i have jkeery's face branded into my mind behind my eyelids eternally. if not maybe a bit younger which is potentially devastating... 24 year old joe keery playing 17 year old steve harrington looks like such a little guy to me but that is objectively more what he looks like throughout the events of the show it would be so tragic... i also have a problem w my art where sometimes i will do a direct study of jkeery but he won't be beautiful enough he'll look too much like jkeery. which is funny.

#asks #also i love you AGAIN ! heh #and i enjoyed reading this ask <3 #i do get what u mean though. i also do imagine steve like with his scars generally bc i draw him that way 🤔 #but the character is very distinct from the actor in the prison that is my brain even out of Designated Character Wardrobe so maybe i dont #like. run into the same problem. i also get what u mean about the kids though theyre so growed up now.. #i literally sound so dumb when i say steve is a whole other guy from jkeery but he IS!!!!!! hes a whole other guy from KEYS even #even though they objectively have the same haircut. and are obv the same guy #but thats steve!!!!!!!! #in s5 theyre gonna do that creepy superimposing facial cgi to make them all look younger #sts

[toadstool32]

tiny uses their blog like an actual blog more at 10

today i went to class and like all my friends there didnt show up like they didnt even say hey we r skipping the teacher even noticed that ppl were absent and actually took attendance for once so im not even mad anyway i sat next to this girl that i didnt know the name of bc the teacher said her drawing tablet was like drawing on hard mode n i went ooo i wanna draw on hardmode n the girl was like sure u can try n her pan was snapped in half and her pressure was wack n the brush strokes were SOOO slow and i went ew out loud n she looked like a kicked puppy so i spend hald the time there trying to fix her problems (fiddled w the driver, her canvas was shithole big and it made stuff lag etc) and i even lended her mine so she could draw for a bit and we talked n it was mostly me helping out and giving advice n shit mostly to avoid actually doing stuff in class (bc i never do i mostly let cherry co op krita with me BUT GUESS WHO DIDNT GO TO CLASS) anyway the girl was sweet a lil low on the self steem bit so i was just mini cheerleading her on on stuff while paying attention to what the teacher was saying (he was kinda salty ppl didnt show up so he stopped recording half the lesson, i support that) anyway this girl was like where i have u been all my life n i was like oh yknow just hanging out, literally sitting one seat away the past 3 classes i think i changed her life (i say jokingly but i hope i did actually ((<<touched in the head))) anyway my goal in life is to be the unatainable sunshine manic pixie dream influece in bright hair dye in someones life my hair is already funny looking in the sun i just need to bleach it and im set

#ac #word vomits this bc yes im salty over my friends not being in class but also im happy i made a friend but also i miss my other friends but #ANYWAYYY #idk what mental problem does this make me look like i have but its something im sure #at least im self aware << doesnt make it better #brb having dinner

[diorcities]

who do u love?

content: smut, exhibitionism, readerxdonghyuckxmark, unprotected sex, breeding kink, fem masturbation.

part one.

you felt the warm touch of your boyfriend on your thigh under the blanket. your eyes went to his but they were busy watching the movie playing. you brushed his messy hair with one of your hands and looked at your side, just to find that mark fell asleep on the couch next to yours.

you giggle.

“mark's asle-”

“yeah, i know, he's been like this for a while now” cut your boyfriend, his eyes locked on the screen until he finally looks at you, his face like a blank canvas. “sit on my lap, i wanna cuddle”

you did what he told you, resting your head on the crouch of his neck, your body in between his legs, his hands wrapped on your stomach, drawing circles.

the movie kept playing, with you giving glances at mark each time and donghuyck readjusting himself on the couch. your eyes widened when you felt a bulge pressing against your lower back. the heat covering your neck and cheeks.

“you ok?” his warm breath impacted your neck, and sends you an electric wave through your body. you nodded, repeatedly. “are you crying because the school student died?” he asked, his hands reaching to the tissue box that he bring from his bedroom because he know you were a crybaby.

“i'm fine, it's getting hot under the blankets,” you said.

“your hands are cold, tho” you rolled your eyes.

“the movie's playing, and mark's asleep, be quiet”

you heard him giggle.

you tried to come back and pay attention to the movie, but it was impossible. your head didn't wanna stop its intrusive thoughts of fake scenarios of your boyfriend's moaning in your ear while he fucks you in the dark of his room, in his gaming chair, against the wall, in the shower, the image of his fingers buried on your wet folds, his wet kisses on your breast, his arms flexing every time he...

“you're breathing funny, do you need your inhaler?” donghuyck's voice pulled you out of your head, bringing you back to reality. “let me get it for you, your heart is beating really fast”

“donghuyck” you called, grabbing his hand, so he stays. he look at you, and it only took him seconds to find out what was going on.

he gave you a smirk.

“now? watching train to busan?” he asked you, in a whisper.

you cover your face under the blanket, letting out a small gasp when your boyfriend lifted you and placed you right on top of his crotch.

your eyes went to his, in worries that mark can wake up at any moment. but you couldn't wait anymore, you really wanted his dick inside of you. someone could appear at any point, but you couldn't resist the urge, the electric sensation shooting from your lower abdomen to your legs, arms, head, and your heat.

“i'm all yours, honey” he whispered, and you lost it.

your hands went to the waistband of his pants and pulled it down to his thighs, enough so you could release his length. him, on the other side, took your shorts to your ankles and put your panties on a side

you almost let out a moan when he slides his entire penis on your pussy.

he didn't move for a moment, while you readjusted around him, his length stretching you out. the single thought of him buried inside you, heat you up, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you lean back to him, your back pressing against his chest. your hips moving in circles, feeling the fullness in your core, filling every inch, your wetness helping it to slide easily.

“keep an eye on mark, i can't see him from here” he ordered, his hips pushing himself up, hitting your sweet spot. your mouth went wide open, and as your eyes linger to mark, snoring lightly, his head dropped on one side of the couch. your eyes went to the ceiling at the second trust. your teeth biting your lips at the next thrust.

donghuyck wrapped his arms around your waist, while he pushed his length in and out of your dripping pussy, his breath hitting your ear, biting it, small moans leaving his lips.

your head dropped on his shoulder when he changed position so he could reach you deeper, the blanket tossed on the floor because of the sudden movement. you were now exposed at any sight, in a very compromising position, while your boyfriend fucked the shit out of you in the shared living room.

one of his hands found its way to your lips. you lick them and sucked them, using your tongue to swirl his index finger. you left a small whimper when he speeded up his moves, his index finger previously on your mouth, going to your folds and massaging your clit in circles. the couch moves because of donghuyck's frenzy moves.

his hand forcing you to spread your legs wider, his hips lashing out your butt, the slight sound of wetness coming from your body parts connecting at each bumping, sending pleasurable sensations to each part of your body, while his fingers moving in circular motions on your clit, making you go numb, head empty. brainwashed.

“fuck, i'm close” he said, and you nodded in agreement, feeling the knot tightening in your stomach. your eyes shut because of the arousal of sensations your body was feeling. his hands prior on your leg, spreading you out for him, now on your mouth because of the fear of being caught. “fuck, y/n” he begs, his moves becoming floppy, yet your climax not releasing you from the stimulation.

your legs twitched and shaked of pleasure.

your eyes went to mark when you were about to reach your orgasm, feeling the cum of your boyfriend dripping inside your cunt while mark's eyes opened, locking his sight on your face, contouring of pleasure as your shocking orgasm released you in waves around your boyfriend's penis.

your boyfriend's body released the tension of his body after his climax under you, his head rubbing your back, like a puppy, while your eyes were locked on mark's. the heat covering your cheeks because of embarrassment, yet, mark didn't laugh or make any noise so donghuyck could notice that he saw everything. instead, he turned his head to the other side and pretended to be asleep a little longer, while donghuyck pulled out his penis from your pussy filled with his cum, his hands reaching for a tissue from the coffee table, so he could clean you up.

he pulled up his pants and encouraged you to do the same, your head still spinning from the stimulation, and mark's reaction to the two of you fucking, til the dark-haired boy stretched his muscles and let out a soft moan, his eyes opened again, leaving you confused because you clearly saw him looking you a minute ago.

“the movie ended?” he asked, his raspy and sleepy voice feeling the awkward silence.

“mhm...”donghuyck respond.

“i'll go to sleep then, i must have fallen asleep,” he said, his hands brushing his hair, getting up from the couch. “even though, i saw enough,” said, walking to his bedroom after giving you a slight glance and you seeing a smile dancing on his lips.

masterlist

#nct au #nct 127 smut #nct imagines #haechan smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #nct scenarios #lee donghyuck #nct donghyuck #mark lee smut #mark #mark lee #smut #m:haechan #♡haechan #♡mark #m:mark

[irradiatedsnakes]

[ID: 7 drawings of monster!mechanisms designs. they are as follows: 1. a colored drawing of ivy alexandria that has been partially passed through the deep dream generator neural network, giving parts of the image a swirling, surreal appearance, often resembling eyes. 2. a digtal sketch of nastya as a ghost. her eyes are obscured by her glasses shine and she is covered in blue wisps, and dripping blue from her mouth and hands.  3. a digital sketch of drumbot brian as a centaur sitting down. his horse half is also mechanical and resembles a clydesdale. he also has horse-ish ears. 4. a sketchy bust of vampire marius. he looks smug, and looks to the side with a fanged smile. 5. digital sketch of partially-transformed werewolf gunpowder tim with doglike ears, claws, and a tail. he says "ok why did getting turned into that somehow give you a pitchfork." with a quizzical expression. 6. digital sketch of jonny d'ville as a devil or demon, with horns, pointy ears, cartoony wings, and a thin tail with a heart-shaped tip. he's holding a hellish pitchfork, looking confused and says "what? i already owned this.” 7. a traditional sketch of harpy/siren raphaella. she holds here feathery winged arms out, while her mechanical bat wings are unfurled behind her. her lower half is that of a bird. end ID]

ok ill post a couuuple. self indulgence machine go brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

ok so u know like back in the gravity falls fandom there was that really popular au called monster falls where everybody got turned into some sort of monster/mythological creature? i fucking love that scenario and have been making my own little “everybody gets cursed by a witch or something so now i get to draw these fun designs” aus for like everything i like (never did it w tma oddly enough? good inspo just never struck.) so here.......is..........this. not everybodys pictured here but go under the cut for a list of what everybody is plus some extra notes and stuff

lets just goooooo alphabetical order

ashes - OKAY HONESTLY STILL NOT 100% ON ASHES im THINKING half-dragon. yes i know i already went dragon for them in the furry au its just a good fit and also looks Cool, but also waiting out to see if i can think of anything better

brian - CENTAURRRR also again. yes. i know i went 4 horse for him in the furry au. its just good and has fun brian vibes. wanting to draw centaur brian was the thing that led to this au happening

ivy - ELDRITCH SOMETHIN OR OTHER...idk what youd call that exactly. but you get the gist. cosmic horror, eyes, unfathomable patterns and things. doing the deep dream stuff for her in that picture was very fun and im very happy w how it came out...definitely something to revisit in the future. not sure how i wanna draw her when...not doing a whole colored digital thing, but well cross that bridge when i can draw again

jonny - he’s. he’s a devil? a little demon guy? like. yeah. of course. this guy was fucking meant to have little wings horns and a cute little demon heart tail. he has somehow become MORE bastardly

marius - VAMPIRE MARIUS ONCE AGAIN HES JUST FUN. hes just fun and the aesthetic suits him. i cant wait to draw him in a fun little cape with one of those big dramatic collars you know the ones. vampire marius is of course @ alientoastt’s idea!!

nastya - BANSHEE...or ghost in general but there some banshee stuff i feel could be fun to integrate. apparently in some tellings banshees can turn into crows? i love that very much. but anyways hmm..some notes abt the design in thsi post shes not quite where i want her to be. this was done on that collab canvas the other day and like...was mostly noodling things out having fun, those flamey looking bits are a very nice motion very fun to do but NOT wwhat i want for ghostya. i want her to be more. drippy. very drowned person vibes. fire and upward-floating motif not what i want. but it was fun to draw. also i think theres some potential comedy in there with “person who predicts deaths” among crew who habitually murder each other

raphaella - SOMEWHERE BTWN HARPY & SIREN (the bird kind not the mermaid kind) very excited abt her. lots of fun potential poses here. doing her design was a bit tricky- sirens tend to be just like- big birds with human heads? but i didt wanna do just that that takes away too much of her design recognizbility yknow to Just have her head. so she has a people torso, bird from the waist down, plus her arms are wings. which means she has Two pairs of wings. which i for one think is incredibly fun like you remember in httyd2 valka’s dragon w the four wings? yeah. also avent figured what bird in particular shell be based on- for the ufrry au i went w african grey parrot but dont feel like that here. ill think on it

tim - WEREWOLF TIM DUH. DUH. also i think werewolves are especially funny in scenarios like thse cus like- okay everybody suddenly ahhh cursed ahh monster whatever. but then tims just there like. i mean i feel fine lol and u get to have the fun surprise of Oh Suddenly Werewolf. also the question of how exactly werewolves who change based on the moon function in a. spaceship. i like to think its entirely fucking random i think thats funny

TS - ANIMATED SUIT OF ARMOR!! I DONT HAVE MUCH MORE TO SAY ON THSI BUT I LOVE . THIS IDEA. and i will never draw it. because fuck drawing and designing armor oh my god

anyways i think thats??? all i have to say on this??? agdvjdkb. if you wanna talk about this at all (or if u wanna see more doodles...) im totally open to that. ill be real i get weirdly embarrassed about specifically this kind of au (like. monster stuff in general especially werewolf/vampire stuff i could not fucking tell you why. gotten better abt it over time though hey im actually postin this shit!) so im just happy i posted it afhcgvjdkvdg .

as for story type things like how. this happens. frankly i dont know thats not my forte. but the little bit of whatever ive got going on my head has the Terrific Trio of ivy marius & raphaella doing Research Science Whatever down on a planet somewhere get into contact with a Cursed Artifact or whatever the fuck and eventually get back to the aurora like. oh. uh. it happened to you guys too, huh. but thats like whatever honestly im not in it for the writing im here to draw fun centaur man etc.

if you made it to the bottom of this winding fucking ramble know that i love you. mwah. that was fun to write out i like thought barfing about stuff like maybe 3 people will care about

#art #mechanisms #no tags i dont think djgvdhbkdhbd #1 #2 #the mechanisms #ok im gong to hit post . ok #scopophobia

[serenityseventeen]

♪ The Last Day of Summer With You

Jun/Wen Junhui/Moon Junhui : Painting...?

“Are you sure about this?” You asked skeptically while staring at your boyfriend who was preoccupied with setting up the stand for the blank canvas.

Jun nodded and placed the canvas on the stand. He clapped his hands together after he was done and turned halfway to you who was on his right and watched him set up the whole thing. He innocently smiled but you shook your head.

“I don't think that painting together on one beautifully blank canvas is a very good idea,” You said, crossing your arms with conviction. “If my memory is correct, the last time we tried an artistic project, it ended up with us filling out bedroom walls with sketches of cats.”

Jun giggled at that remark because he could recall that moment. Everything about that warm spring day was chaotic and it all started when Jun decided to take Mingyu's suggestion of drawing with a significant other as a romantic activity.

That day was surely romantic to Jun because it was a memory he could never forget. You laughed so much that day despite continuously uttering about how foolishly childish you and he were, drawing cats on the walls and sketching stickmen in your notebooks while acting like troublesome kids. He could tell that that day was memorable for you too. If he could get you to smile like that, he would look everywhere for a fun activity to do.

Thus, that was why Jun was always looking for new things to try with you and he would take in many of his member's suggestions. Jun enjoyed having fun, being romantic, and being with you, so everything that his friends deemed ‘romantic’ he would try them out for himself.

Just like how that chaotically beautiful drawing day started, this one also started with a member's suggestion. This time, he took in the artiste, Minghao's recommendation of painting, and bought some art supplies for it.

Since today was a day to finish the hot, summer weather, Jun had decided that you two should attempt to keep the memory of a summertime sunset written on a canvas.

Jun let out a long breath and took your hand, setting you down in front of the canvas. Jun had already prepared a palette and brushes that were kept in a small cup, their fluffy ends sticking up.

“Come on, doing things like this once in a while is fun!” Jun said, handing you a palette. “I'll take the left half of the canvas, you can have the right side. Let's see what we can come up with to describe summer, okay?”

You chuckled, knowing that the painting was going to end up adequately attractive even if it looked peculiar. You glanced at Jun while holding the palette. He was skipping through the bottles of paint to get a brush while holding a plastic palette in one of his hands. You helplessly grinned as you gazed at Jun.

The assorted and iridescent paint bottles that were lined up on the floor were neatly ultimately scattered with a gentle brush of Jun's foot as he made his way back to the stool next to you. He came back with not one brush, but the whole mug that held the brushes.

“Let's get started, shall we?” Jun asked, smiling as he set down the paintbrushes.

You watched as he squeezed paint onto his palettes and gently dabbed his chosen brush into the paint. He painted a slanted line down the middle of the canvas, causing you to laugh at how imperfect but cute it looked.

“I guess I have more space at the bottom of the canvas than you do,” You commented, bringing some orange paint onto your palette.

Jun laughed softly. “I won't even try to fix this crooked line.”

There was complete silence in the house as you and Jun started focusing on the painting. The activity was messier than both of you thought it'd be. Jun had forgotten to buy painting aprons to avoid getting paint on your clothes too, but thankfully, the two of you changed into clothes that weren't special.

It was strange to see him so focused on the painting.

Jun found it strange that you were working so hard on your side of the painting. Sometimes, he would glance at his side to catch the beauty of a concentrated you.

When you saw him looking at the corner of your eye, you would turn to him and you both would stare into each other's eyes for a few seconds before you either smiled, winked, scrunched your nose, or asked, “What?”

Jun couldn't catch when you would gaze at him though, even if your eyes were shooting out hearts, he would be too distracted by his painting that he wouldn't even notice. You found it rather cute, and, you got to gaze at his dangerously attractive side profile.

“Can you pass me the blue paint?” You asked.

Jun looked around his stool to realize that he had been hoarding all of the paints around and under his stool. His hands were a rainbow mess and his painting, well, you could just tell that he was trying hard because it looked pretty with bright and dark colors.

“Oh, sorry,” Jun replied. He got off his chair a little to reach for the blue bottle of paint, his messy hands staining the side of the bottle.

You didn't mind that the bottle was tainted because your hands too, were decorated with a variety of smudged colors. You didn't even know how some paint got on the smooth, tiled floor, though it wasn't unexpected.

As Jun took the bottle and handed it to you, his clumsiness took the best of him and he accidentally, while retreating his hand, swept the back of his painted hand against your side of the canvas. He was moving a beat too fast which caused the sudden collision.

You both froze because you saw the entire thing happen and Jun quickly realized what he had done. The canvas was a bit smudged with brown, destroying the aesthetic of the painting.

Jun looked at you, expecting death glares, but was met with a warm smile. You were laughing, amused by your boyfriend's small mistake. It must have been ridiculous to see you laughing like that because Jun couldn't hold his laughter either. Whenever you laughed, he would habitually mimick your actions even if he didn't know what was so funny.

“Why are you laughing? Aren't you upset?” Jun asked, confused by your rather bright and friendly expression. Your laughter was contagious and Jun was still frozen in place.

“Of course not!” You finally replied. You placed your brush and palette down on the floor, grinning widely out of unexplainable ecstasy. “Mistakes like that are what makes paintings like these so special!”

You cupped his face with your paint-covered hands, leaving polychromatic marks on his cheeks, and leaned in to press a long, sweet kiss on his lips. You didn't know why, but it felt like you were waiting for something like this to happen.

Jun was a bit taken aback by the sudden kiss but he quickly absorbed himself into his. His hand would have completely pushed the painting and stand down but he somehow controlled that, leaving a messy print of his hand on your side of the art piece.

His paint-filled hands left marks on your clothes as they climbed up your waist to hold you tightly.

“You're such a fool,” You commented, your thumb caressing his cheeks that were now smeared with paint from your hands. “Why do you always take in your member's ideas?”

Jun moved back a little to look into your beautiful eyes that were now reflecting the sunshine from the large living room window. “I think I'm too boring. I want you to have fun with me.”

“Thank you,” You replied. “I'll try to be a better lover and give you surprise activities that are fun like this too. It's just that you're so foolish; you don't need to ask your members for fun activities to do. I like everything you do, even if you're just playing piano, singing, practicing a funny skit, or playing games on the computer. It's all fun to me.”

“It's okay,” Jun said, knocking on the side of your head playfully. “I want us to do a variety of things together because it's fun and memorable. I don't care whether or not we do these things as long as we do something, even if it's just staying at home. I wouldn't do things like this if I didn't have you.”

You both let go of each other with a smile. You stared at Jun's hand engraved on your painting. Jun noticed it too and was about to apologize but before he could, you quickly submerged your palm in your colorful painting palette.

You smile lovingly at him before pressing your hand against his side of the painting.

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© serenityseventeen

a/n: this one was almost 1.5k words and yes, I know, the picture has barely any relevance to the story overall. I tried very hard to find a newer photo of him with paint but had no luck; I just remember them playing with paint during Pretty U(?) or predebut. Anyway, I love Silent Boarding Gate with my whole heart so I used that photo instead. + What does summer look like to you?

#the last day of summer with you #seventeen kpop #seventeen #svt kpop #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #svt #seventeen fluff #svt fluff #준 #문준휘 #moon junhui #seventeen jun #junhui seventeen #seventeen junhui #wen junhui #svt junhui #junhui svt #wen junhui imagines #junhui imagines #jun imagines #svt jun #jun svt #jun seventeen #jun fluff #wen junhui scenarios #wen junhui fluff #junhui scenarios #junhui fluff #seventeen scenarios

[multiplefandomsblog]

“Offer”

request; Can I get an imagine with Kokichi with an artist S/O who wants to paint him but he keeps flustering them with suggestions of a nude painting of him?

warnings; kind of suggestive, mention of nudity, cussing, mutual pining i think, i made it kinda crack fic, reader has an ultimate talent(artist), not edited too well, ended it weird like always, kissing, lowkey making out tho- 

note; wow i wrote way too much- but hey, i still hope you enjoy this!

word count; 1.9k+

You walked around the school, looking for Kokichi to ask him to be your model.

Although you have sketched Kokichi several times before, you felt you needed to ask him face-to-face so he could just stay still in his goddamn chair instead of changing positions every 5 seconds and ruining your half-done sketch. And so, you went off to go find the boy, finding it surprisingly hard to catch him. 

“There you are! I was looking for you-” You puffed out a sigh of relief, clutching your art supplies close to you as you saw your purple-haired classmate. Not a second after he caught sight of your figure jogging towards him, he had started taunting you. 

“Oooooh, hey S/o, you seem mighty happy to see me, hm? I wonder why that is…” He took a funny-looking step towards you, voice laced with an interrogating tone.

He had that strange smirk on his face, and not the one you liked. N-not that you liked his smile! In consequence of staring at him and sketching him constantly without his knowledge—or so you thought—, you have become almost a master of reading his mood and expressions. 

“Don’t get any wrong ideas, I just wanted to ask you if I could paint you.” For a small moment you swore you could see his expression twist into one of shock, before quickly melting back into his shit-eating grin. “Well of course you would! I’m the ultimate supreme leader, after all.” He acted as if he wasn’t just gob-smacked a second ago.

You beamed up at him, you had been in a small art block for a while and the moment you saw Kokichi, you knew he would be the cure to it. And so, you were ecstatic when he said what he said, “So you’ll do it?” You jumped a little too high, and spoke a little too eagerly.

“Mhm! —but with a catch, of course.” Your face dropped, you should’ve known the little fucker would try and get something out of you. “Nishishi!”

Unsure if you even wanted to know, you asked carefully, “W-what’s the catch..?” Your voice laced with caution, brain suddenly being reminded of all the pranks and blackmail he had fucked everyone else over with in the past. Knowing him, it could vary from, ‘Eat a bug.’ to, ‘Survive a knife game against me!’ 

But what he said was definitely worse than the former, and the latter. 

“You have to paint me fully-nude.”

… It was suddenly very quiet, the echo of his insane remark, bouncing off the walls. The silence mostly coming from your side—then again, what did you expect? Painting Kokichi would mean the end of your art block and a painting of Kokichi, like, c’mon, but painting Kokichi nude would mean- Well, you weren’t sure what it meant; hence, the silence.

Impatient and somewhat annoyed by the silence, he poked at your shoulder, “So? Are you gonna paint me naked or not?” You stared at your shoes, too afraid to make eye contact with the boy you were now thinking of... naked. 

“... C-can’t I just paint you normally?” He pouted, a comedically high whine erupting from his throat as he replied, “But that’s no fuuuuuun!” 

“Don’t you want to see your ultimate supreme leader, whipping out his wang?-” You shoved his face away from your warm one, “Y… I mean n-no, no!” Your tone weak before getting loud and defensive as you caught yourself before all hell broke loose. 

You felt your stomach drop as you thought about the possibility of Kokichi knowing you wanted to see him, and I quote, ‘Whipping out his wang’, Kokichi would never let that one go. 

“Aw man, well I guess you don’t wanna paint me theeeen.” He slowly stepped away, a pout on his face as his back faced towards you. He hummed circus music as he teetered on his feet, balancing on one foot at once as he ‘walked’ away from you agonizingly slow, obviously waiting for you to tell him to come back. 

“Koki-” In a flash, Kokichi had been by your side, dragging your hand to god knows where. “You have me convinced! I’ll let you paint me because I’m suuuuuch a nice guy. Nishishi!” Although you should’ve asked where the both of you were going, you felt knowing the catch was more important, “B-but what’s the catch?” 

Kokichi kept at his speedy pace, yet he answered with a voice that still had so much energy in it, “Aww, I’m hurt you think there’s a catch, do you not trust me that much?”

Silence.

“Meanie... but yeah, you were right to suspect me. The catch is.... “ He drum-rolled on your palm, “You just have to kiss me for payment!” He slowed down a bit to send a cheeky smile your way. You almost tripped on your feet as you heard him, “What!? Bu-” 

Kokichi quickly interrupted you, “Uh-uh, don’t try to pretend you don’t wanna. I know you have nooooo problem kissing those little sketches of me when you think no one is looking~” His voice quieted down sinisterly as he spoke, the evil smile spreading across his face once more. Although he had been wearing an extremely thick mask of a smile to hide his true feelings, anyone would’ve noticed that small blush on his upper right cheek. Anyone.

“You saw that?” Kokichi cackled at your agitated and flustered face, “Nishishi! Don’t worry, I’m the only one that knows. After all, no one finds you interesting enough to actually notice that.” You furrowed your brow at the subtle hint he had given you, “But you did-” 

Kokichi put on a teasing smile this time, “That was a lie! I didn’t see anything with my own eyes, I just assumed you have and so you helped me confirm it! Nice job on fucking yourself over, S/o! Nishishi~!” You rolled your eyes, you liked this guy?

Well anyways, it didn’t seem to matter whether you questioned your feelings for the liar, as you finally made it to where Kokichi had been dragging you to. You watched as Kokichi skipped away from you and hopped on the bench, surrounded by moss and other wild plants. 

“Ta-da! When I first saw this place, I immediately thought of you! You know, because you’re a nerd who likes cliché art settings.” He grinned, posing on top of the bench, “How’s this? Nishishi! Don’t answer that, I know this is perfect.”

 ... He looked like an idiot. But a cute idiot.

Suppressing a laugh, you gestured downwards to guide him down from his strange pose, “U-uh, maybe you could just, sit down? Like a normal person, I mean.” He sneered at you, before reluctantly sitting down, “You’re so boring.” The way he sat on the bench reminded you of a child who had just gotten denied candy. 

Smiling in relief, you quickly took a seat on the bench opposite to him, bringing out your supplies excitedly. Despite the pout on Kokichi’s face, and the grudge he wanted to keep, the way you so excitedly took out your canvas made his heart melt as well as his attitude. 

In the corner of your eye, you swore you could see Kokichi’s genuine smile, albeit it was lopsided but it still made you flush. Without thinking, you spoke, tilting your head upwards to look at him better, “You should smile more, you’re really pretty like that.” He… his mind blanked for a second, his façade fading away slightly to reveal a genuine expression of shock.

He quickly gained his composure back, “Um, okay? I always smile, are you blind?” Despite his passive-aggressive reply, you couldn’t find any reason to be mad, although you should’ve been. You smiled fondly and shook your head, diving back into concentration towards your canvas.

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After an hour of pointless conversation, flirting, and calculated strokes of your brush, you were satisfied with the result. “... Alright, I’m done.” Kokichi sighed exasperatedly as he stood up and stretched, “Finally! I was afraid my limbs were going to freeze forever in that position.” You stared at him accusingly, “You didn’t even stay still the entire time. At one point, you did a fucking cartwheel-” 

Kokichi slid on over you, leaning over your seated figure to peak at the painting of him. “Lemme see!” He reached for the painting with his pale hands, causing you to jerk the painting away from his reach. “It’s not dry yet! Just look, don’t touch.” You scolded, unamused by his pouty expression. “You’re no fun S/o-chan, but okay. I know how much you like to be in charge~” He teased, before finally laying his eyes on the painting he stayed still one whole hour for. 

You felt your anxiety rise at his silence, “... Well, d-do you like it?” Although you were pretty confident in your ultimate talent and skills, for some odd reason, you felt extremely nervous when you showed it to Kokichi. 

You were confused as to why your hands were shaking, you’ve shown your artwork to galleries, museums, the harshest art critics in the world! So why the hell did it matter so much to you if this one boy liked it or not?

“I think it looks super handsome! And by it, I mean me. Nishishi!” He grinned, “I look good in everything after all.” You scoffed, you couldn’t believe you actually expected a genuine compliment from Kokichi, of all people. 

“Hey so, it’s time for your payment you know?” Payment... what? You looked up at him in confusion, big fat crocodile tears sprung out from his eyes, “Waaaah! I can’t believe S/o forgot our deal!” You flushed again as you were suddenly reminded of the kiss. 

You sighed tiredly, “You were serious?” He glared at you, “I’m always serious!” You gave him an accusing look that screamed, ‘You know that’s bullshit.’ But sighed defeatedly for what seemed like the umpteenth time. As you stood up to walk up to him, you set your painting down nearby.

Squirming underneath his expectant gaze, you leaned in torturously slow until your noses were nearly touching, your eyes were glued to his lips nervously. You kind of just… stood there, waiting. Waiting for him to take initiative, as he usually does. “... You know, You’re kissing me, right? Not the other way around.” His voice was lower, quieter than usual, and you could feel his breath within each word.

He smirked at your awkward shuffle towards him, finding your averting eyes and flushed face extremely endearing. Though Kokichi would never admit it, deep down he was nervous too- But of course, he refused to ever admit that reality. Even to himself. 

“I-I know that! I was just… preparing.” He hummed a skeptical ‘Okay’, standing patiently for the kiss you owed him. Letting out a shaky breath, you quickly pressed your lips on his, before immediately pulling away. Well, you tried pulling away. Kokichi gripped your collar, eagerly going in for more. His lips enveloped yours roughly, he could feel you trying to back away and so he just decided he had to go even harder. 

Once he pulled away, he saw your lips puffy and swollen, and face completely dazed. You wanted to ask him why he stopped but he interrupted you before you could, “You know, I never said you had to kiss my lips, pervert〜” Your eyes widened at his statement, “It seems you’ve been wanting this for a while, huh?” You didn’t say anything, only fuelling his fire. 

“Nishishi! You’re so obsessed with me, it’s adorable~” You took a defensive step back, “I-I am not!” He suddenly leaned his face dangerously close to yours, grinning sadistically as he heard your whimper. “You shouldn’t lie, you know? Especially not to me.” He leaned in next to your ear, catching your earlobe between his teeth and biting gently. 

“Anyway!” You snapped out your daze as he barked suddenly, “The nude painting offer still stands, you know!” He yelled out, walking away from you, strangely.

#mod chia #kokichi x reader #danganronpa kokichi #kokichi oma #kokichi fluff #kokichi headcanons #kokichi imagines #kokichi ouma x reader #kokichi oma x reader #kokichi oneshots #kokichi tag #dr3 kokichi #drv3 kokichi #kokichi x reader oneshots #kokichi x reader fluff #kokichi oma x reader imagines #kokichi #danganronpa v3 oneshots #danganronpa x reader #drv3 x reader #kokichi angst

[bondedtrauma]

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loving horror aesthetics

lobotomy i LOVE ur filthy rot brain. the aesthetics that your blog + muses hold are so FUCKING!!!! GOOD! we don’t have NEAR enough interactions on this blog NOR MY MULTI. i’m gonna bodyslam u into discord for plotting. also i hope u like the nickname ‘tomy’ because it’s sticking for life. i love your psd for your icons! it makes me want to switch my own to match lol. it can fit a lot more of an expression in a bigger canvas and brrrrr it scratches my brain. your blog aesthetic is so perfectly creepy and i ADORE IT. i love our alpha conversations ooc on discord too! some of the shit u and leo be saying tho.......my god i added both of the biggest crazies on this hellsite. also ur graphics are all gorg and i love seeing u post edits/reading new bios!

as for MUSES: HISAO is such a rat i love him SO MUCH. i want to write more with him and kaneki ofc -- they have such a funny dynamic and even if ken pushes him around he really loves his company :) he’s starting to see him as a dad figure that he always craved as a kid and it makes me....angsty. 12/10!!!!! AGELOS is a character i just KNOW elli’s savior complex would just jump out at. i havent interacted with him yet but i just read his bio / interactions and ;w; WEEP!!!!  i’m taking him away from u bc ur too mean to him. i wanna kiss their little forehead and tell them tht theyve done enough.

IZZABEL is so interesting to me ! i havent interacted with them yet, but i see her threads on my dash with other ppl and im always just so ENTRANCED by her. the best word i can use to describe her is just haunting. they are another oc i just wanna hug and say everything will be okay!!!!! i hope she finds peace at one point UGH. deserved. ELLIOT has such an intriguing backstory! the mystique of finding out that you dont actually know as much as you thought you did about someone is always a harrowing experience, and i feel like that could be explored so well within lovelace’s psyche. mwah i love that trope tldr LOL. 

i haven’t yet interacted with JUNIOR, but i’m always SO excited to see his threads on my dash. he is the literal definition of ‘ little shit ‘ , and i feel like sekiko would wanna punt him across a football field. i crave that interaction LOL. i don’t know much about him quite yet, but i want to learn ! hanako being his fc fits ur blogs aesthetic too oml...pats him on the head. he seems like someone who would bite. does he bite? EUN is my favorite muse on ur blog. like hands down i adore him. i actively look forward to seeing his threads with you and my mutuals. he is SO FUCKING FUNNY. like he’s not even trying to be but the threads have me cracking up each time. also his BROTHER is hot and thats extra points. he’s such a brat and elli would mother him 100%. if he ever tried a pick up line on sekiko she would laugh in his face.  ALSO putting the rest under a read more because its getting long lol

DAEJEON yes sirrrrr!!!! im proud to say i was the first like on ur first starter call for him after his creation. clocked in a .4076 miliseconds because i’m just built that different. i love the interaction that he and elli held, and i think they could have a really cute platonic/sibling dynamic!! she just needs to be looked after 24/7 she gets into so much trouble just because of her naivete all the time. another possible plot could be them working together seeing that she interns in cyber forensics :) i always love ocs with chainsawman characters as a fc and MIER is no exception!! i love the uncanny valley vibe he has going and want to see more of him on my dash!!!! LET ME INTERACT WITH HIM!!!!

grabs SYBIL by the neck and squeezes him like a squeaky toy. I LOVE HIM. i love characters like him and idc if its problematic i just adore them. hes so creepy and rude and the idea of him wearing/creating masks is SO cool. he and sekiko’s past threads have cracked me up and we should have more of them!! GIVE ME A STARTER FOR HIMMM I COULD FIX HIM. GORI is so heartbreaking!!!! i have a thing for being TERRIFIED of losing my s/o and gori’s backstory is so sad :( i can’t imagine having to raise a kid after such a Wild(tm) incident. he has all of my support and i want to give him a forehead kiss....

JURO my love!!!!!! he’s reminiscent of frankenstein’s monster for me, and i just LOVE him. he’s so precious to me tbh idek why i have such an attachment to this muse. i just DO. grabby hands give me more of him!! SEVEN is such a perfect twist on the guardian angel trope. we haven’t had many interactions, but he was so kind to sekiko and i just want to hug him!! he seems so gentle and kindhearted but know you hes probably secretly fucked up LOL. CASINO is the coolest name ever so i wanna get that out of the way LOL. i love disturbed characters and i love putting elli in front of them with her ‘ i can fix them ‘ mindset. please let her try to fix him. he’s so gross but i LOVEH IM!!!! nasty, nasty, NASTY. i wanna know why sybil let him go 👀 and, lastly, tomatsu! i don’t believe i’ve seen any interactions with him yet, nor interact, but his design is SO COOL. i want to see a thread of him going feral <3

tldr: follow lobotomy for pretty graphics and wild muses!!!! plot wiht me tomy

#( IM SO SORRY THIS WAS SO LONG i wanted to cover each muse!!!! ) #i. ⊱ writer. › ooc. #( i love seeing u on my dash and hope for more interactions soon!!!! ily!!!! )

[lailnii]

when you first meet ft naruto characters

warning; blind reader, sai being sai

word count; 981

🎶

sai

↦ morning drew on apace. the air became more sharp and piercing, as its first dull hue: the death of night, rather than the birth of day: glimmered faintly in the sky. the objects which had looked dim and terrible in the darkness, grew more and more defined, and gradually resolved into their familiar shapes. sai was typically wide awake when these shapes and colors washed over the horizon— but apparently naruto wasn’t as appreciative of the worlds morning sketches.

↦ “gah, i hate mornings—“ naruto complained as he shuffled next to sai. the sun burned his cerulean eyes and forced him to squint. that wasn’t to mention his unbrushed hair and wrinkled clothes

↦ sai, personally didn’t understand how someone could harbor dislike for a certain time of the day. it had no effect over an individual, and so the morning hours should logically be met with indifference. perhaps it was because he was lazy— or a complete moron. sai still couldn’t tell which one it was. maybe it was both.

↦ sai had expected to see a realistic portrait of Konoha’s streets, or a decorative animal, but instead he was left bewildered. it was a clash of color, none matching at all, and seemingly unstructured as well.

↦ “how ugly—“ sai said without a shred of restraint or regret. naruto may have scolded him if he were there, but he had kept walking without even noticing that sai had stopped to insult the artist.

↦ the painters hand halted, and the brush was rested on the small table beside them. they spoke, and there voice seemed to reflect all the melodic serenity of a singing bird. “you think so?”

↦ “yes, i do.” sai confirmed, taking another glance at the canvas. “those shades do not match. i can’t even tell what you are trying to paint.”

↦ “well, i never really had much of a grasp on the concept of color.” you said with a surprising amount of calm in your tone. as sai drew back away from the painting, he saw you begin to turn. he willed himself to smile, as he always did, but it was fake and empty gesture. apparently this effort of trying to look ‘normal’ was wasted on you, because when your face came into view he saw the milky, unfocused shade of your eyes.

↦ “a blind painter? no wonder it looked so horrid.” sai commented, not cruelly, only honestly. his voice was light and inviting but it contradicted his harsh words. “what exactly were you trying to paint.”

↦ “i’m not sure.” you answered. you grinned, he noticed that it was more genuine than he could ever manage. “maybe the sky, maybe the people, maybe my soul. everything and anything.”

↦ “what is the point if you do not know what you are making?”

↦ “i’m a firm believer that every portrait that is painted with feelings— is a portrait of the artist, not the sitter or muse.” you explained patiently. “it may not look like the sky, for all i know it might look like nothing at all, but it has been made with the passionate intention of capturing something unseen and unknown and dwelling solely inside my mind. that is all that matters.”

↦ sai’s brow furrowed in clear confusion. he didn’t understand what you were trying to say. the aesthetic accuracy of a painting was all there was— there was no deeper meaning or good attempts. there was only the beauty of success and the hideousness of inexperienced.

↦ “you don’t agree?” you asked knowingly, and thought you were blind, you could almost sense his confusion.

↦ “no. i do not.”

↦ “i suppose you’re a painter too then?” you smiled, reaching your hand out until they found his. when your fingertips brushed against his palm, sai tensed as if he were uncertain what this touch could mean. then, he felt your hands move and memorize the feeling of every long, slender finger. “those are definitely a painters hands. perhaps you could draw something for me.”

↦ sai pulled his hand away. “you won’t see it, so there’s the point.”

↦ you shook your head, turning back to the canvas and plucking your brush back up from the small table. “it’s funny how my own blindness seems to limit people’s imagination. it never bothered me, nor did it stop me from doing what i love, but other people— it always stopped them.”

↦ sai fell silent. he still didn’t fully grasp your words. the world was a picture of black and white to him, and there was no room for greys, or half-formed ideas, or deeply knit concepts.

↦ “i was nice meeting you. i hope to see you again— no pun intended.” you chuckled, then started stroking a bright purple mess on top of a bright red skyline. “i think your friend’s looking for you.”

↦ just as you said that naruto had came dashing from the crowd with a look of pure annoyance on his face. sai was dragged away from your disgusting painting and crystal voice, but for the rest of the day he lingered on your words. he hoped to one day dissect them and understand the content of them, but this world was still so strange to him— and its people were an unreadable phenomenon; like white paint on an untouched canvas.

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previous; sasueke u.

next; shikamaru n.

#sai #sai yamanaka #sai x reader #sai yamanaka x reader #sai imagines #sai headcanons #sai scenarios #shikamaru #shikamaru nara #naruto shippuden

[legendsoffodlan]

The Unwritten Supports: Bernadetta and Ignatz

Anonymous requested:  Bernadetta should have had supports with the other house archers Ashe and Ignatz change my mind (C-A) and hopefully paired ending

So, here’s Bernie and Ignatz

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C - Support

Location: Outskirt Ruins

OST: Funny Footsteps

*Bernadetta is tucked away in a little corner of the ruins with her paints and canvas.*

Bernadetta: Ah, alone at last! Just Bernie, her paints, and the sun.

*Bernadetta hears something moving around*

Bernadetta: Huh?! What? W-who’s there.

*She hears a familiar voice murmuring to themself*

Bernadetta: Huh? Is that... Ignatz?

*Bernadetta moves through the brush to see Ignatz at his own canvas*

Ignatz, to himself: Hmm, I think blue would create a better contrast... but the again green would create a better overal tone...

Bernadetta: Is he painting? Wow, that’s gorgeous!

Ignatz: But Aquamarine might overshadow the foreground by making the background pop too much...

Bernadetta: No! Use Saphire! It would be perfect.

Ignatz: Of course! Saphi- BERNADETTA!?

Bernadetta: WAAGH! *she falls out of her hiding place*

Ignatz: B-Bernadetta?! What are you doing out here?1

Bernadetta:I’MSOSORRYIWASN’TTRYINGTOBERUDEIJUSTSAYYOUPAINTINGAND-

Ignatz: Bernadetta, calm down. Take deep breaths

Bernadetta: *deep inhale* *deep exhale*

Ignatz: Look, Bernadetta, you can’t tell anyone about this, I’m beginning you!

Bernadetta: Y-you’re th-threa-threatening me?!

Ignatz: N-no! I’m not-

Bernadetta: AAGH! I KNEW IT! AWAY FROM ME FIED! AAAAAHH! *she runs off*

Ignatz: ... ... ...I think I handled that poorly.

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B - Support

Location: Bernadetta’s Room

OST: A Gentle Breeze 

*Ignatz knocks on Bernadetta’s door*

Ignatz: Bernadetta? Are you in there?

Bernadetta, hiding under the bed: Oh Goddess, he’s here! He’s going to kill me and use my blood to make the perfect shade of red!

Ignatz: Look, Bernadetta, I wanted to apologize for scaring you earlier.

Bernadetta: Pretending to apologize to lure me out?! A tactic worthy of a demon!

Ignatz: N-no! Bernadetta- I-I’m not very good at this. I- sigh* I’m sorry I shouted at you. It’s just, I was- you kind of scared me.

Bernadetta: ... *pokes her head out from under the bed* Scared... of me?

Ignatz: I’m not supposed to be painting, and I thought you’d come to tell on me.

Bernadetta: Not supposed to be painting? But he’s so good at it!

Ignatz: I know I scared you in turn. I didn’t want to. I-I’ll leave you alone from now on.

Bernadetta, fully emerging from under the bed but not opening the door: W-wait!

Ignatz: Huh?

Bernadetta: I- I’m sorry I was spying on you too. A-andIthinkyou’repaintingisreallygood!

Ignatz: Oh. Uh, thank you Bernadetta. I- I’d like to see one of your one day! *he walks away*

Bernadetta: He- he wants to see one of mine?! One of Bernie’s?! Oh no. OH NOOOOOO! *dives back under the bed*

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 B+ - Support

Location: Outskirt Ruins

OST: Respite and Sunlight

*Ignatz is at his sketchbook, murmuring to himself as he goes*

Ignatz: No no... too much on the eyes... her hair is wilder than that...

*Bernadetta pokes her head out from behind a rock*

Bernadetta: Okay Bernie, there he is! Just go over and say hi! Easy as can be!

Ignatz: Hmm, is someone there?

Bernadetta: AACK! NO ONE HERE BUT US ROCKS!

Ignatz: Bernadetta? Oh, I’m sorry. Did I scare you again?!

Bernadetta, falling out from behind the rock: NO! *stands up and brushes herself off* I- I’m n-n-not scared. I- I just came t-to say hi!

Ignatz: Oh, well, hello Bernadetta.

Bernadetta: A-and u-u-uh- w-what are you.... *gasp* drawing?

Ignatz, suddenly self-concious: N-nothing. just sketches of ideas right now.

Bernadetta: Oh, um, well, I-I j-just wanted to say Th-that... you’re really good at painting. You- you should do it!

Ignatz: Oh, uh, well thank you Bernadetta, but painting is only a hobby for me. I have to focus on being a knight. It’s what’s best for my family. My father says so.

Bernadetta: Oh... well getting married rich is what my father says is best for my family.

Ignatz: Wha- but you should get married because you love someone!

Bernadetta: And you- you should keep painting!

*There’s an awkward silence before Ignatz speaks again*

Ignatz: You know what, Bernadetta? Okay. but, on one condition.

Bernadetta: Wh- what is it! NO YOU CANNOT HAVE MY HAIR YOU SICK DEVIANT!

Ignatz: Wha- NO! N-no. Nothing like that.

Bernadetta: Oh. Uh, then what is it?

Ignatz: I- uh- I want you to use these. *he hands her her paints and canvas back*

Bernadetta: O-oh! I dropped these on my run away from here.

Ignatz: Y-yeah. I wanted to return them, but you never left your room. So- uh... I want you to use these to paint something. Something you want to. And then, at the end of the year, we’ll show each other our paintings.

Bernadetta: Y- really? O-okay! Let’s do it!

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A - Support (Only available Post-Timeskip)

Location: Chapel

OST: Somewhere to Belong

*Ignatz is standing before the ruined front of the chapel when Bernadetta comes up behind him*

Bernadetta: Ignatz?

Ignatz, turning to face her: Oh, hey Bernie!

Bernadetta: We- uh haven’t had a whole lot of chances to chat. What with the war and everything.

Ignatz, laughing: Yeah, that does tend to put a damper on one’s social life.

Bernadetta: And, uh, since we didn’t get the chance at graduation, we oughta exchange paintings now!

Ignatz: You... you remebered?

Bernadetta: Y-yup! A-and we’ve had five years to work on it!

Ignatz: Heh, I hope you like mine... I’m not sure how good it is.

*he hands it to her*

Bernadetta: ...Ignatz... is- is this me?

Ignatz: I’m sorry! It’s awful. I wanted to show you what I saw when I looked at you- and I’ve overdone it and-

Bernadetta, crying: It’s... it’s beautiful Ignatz...

Ignatz: I- you think so?

Bernadetta: This- this is how you see me? All- all bright and happy?!

Ignatz: I- I see a flower, blooming against all odds. I see someone who’s brave even when they’re terrified. I- I wanted to show you that.

Bernadetta: Oh, Ignatz. H-here’s mine. It’s a little embarrasing now and I

Ignatz: You- you painted me?!

Bernadetta: I’M SORRY! I just- I just wanted to thank you for being my friend. And- and this was the only way I could think of doing it!

Ignatz: Bernadetta, this is the best painting I’ve ever seen.

Bernadetta: Oh. Oh... Ignatz...

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Paired Ending: The Eternal Loner and the Worldly Artist

Ignatz and Bernadetta, together, created a new renaissance of artistic innovation in Fodlan, a movement that grew even greater after their marriage. Together, they converted Varley Manor into an art school where they could nurture young minds and ease them gently into the world. Bernadetta came, bit by bit, out of her shell and by the time she bore her first child she had little fear of the outside world any longer. Ignatz, for his part, started a new order of Knight, the Order of the Stained Brush, who went into the world to learn new art forms and spread beauty to the masses. But besides all that, they were happy together, until their dying days.

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