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hi! could i request for fluff and comfort with ace? there was this one reddit post i saw abt a guy who rambled abt being so grateful and happy that he's loved by his girlfriend, and the post described how he felt that way when they were having a bath together (nonsexual, i promise! feel free to look the reddit post up). i thought the prompt suited ace so much, esp since the guy in that reddit post mentioned that he cried out of happiness, so maybe smth like this with ace x fem!reader?
ofc, feel free to skip if it makes u uncomfy ^^
~ ♠️ anon
shower me in your love | Ace x Reader
Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x GN! Reader
Word Count: 1.6k
Genre: Fluff, Comfort
Warning(s): Nudity (non-sexual)
A/n: I loved this idea so much anon, I was so excited to write it for so long TT but post-exam creativity block really hit hard so this is a bit later than I had hoped to put out. Also, you asked for fem!reader but I think this fic never specified any body parts or pronouns at any point, so it ended up gender neutral haha... This is my first time attempting to write Ace, so please forgive any oocness ><
Please do not ask me the mechanics of a bathtub on a pirate ship and let's just pretend that can work out because the sea is on my side, 'kay? I hope you enjoy ♡ and thank you for the request!
also available on ao3!
The sun had dipped beneath the horizon but the sky was still clinging onto a fading orange. Above him, it was already starting to look like a dark midnight blue mixing into violet. Ace's shoulders slouched, the tension seeping out as he made his way to his sleeping quarters. The day had been hectic, and even the usually energised division commander was feeling a bit exhausted.
Ace couldn't wait to drop into his bed and fall asleep but the plan went out the window when he opened his door to find you sitting on his bed, your back to him.
"Hey," he called out, making you snap your neck around. Just the sight of your bright smile got a little more tension out of him. You bounced up to him, hands immediately coming up to cradle his face. You pulled him into a soft kiss and Ace exhaled slowly, pressing his body into your own soft one.
Out of the two of you, Ace was definitely the one with the higher body temperature but somehow, when you hugged, he couldn't help but feel that you were more… warmer. It was a different sort of warmth than physical– more emotional, he supposed. You felt a little bit like coming home, like coming to a fireplace after a day out in the snow.
"Hey," you said quietly, pulling back just enough to admire his face. He didn't have to say anything; he could see the understanding on your face with just one glance. "It's been an exhausting day, huh?"
"Mm," he didn't feel like talking about it, instead opting to drop his head on your shoulder. Ace pressed his nose into the crook of your neck, taking the familiar light scent of you. You giggled at the sensation, playfully pushing him without any real strength to it.
"That tickles!"
"You smell amazing," he whispered. You blushed, pushing at him with a bit more strength now.
"I'm sweaty, what do you mean?" You huffed out another short laugh. "And so are you, mister. C'mon, how about a nice hot bath, hm? I already set it up for the both of us while waiting."
Ace finally pulled away, looking at you with the softest expression. This time, he was the one to cradle your face in his hands. Pressing a light kiss on your forehead, he murmured a quiet admission of love. Gentle hands guided him toward the bathroom, shutting the doors behind him. Ace stood there as you removed his clothes and accessories with somewhat practised hands. When the both of you were undressed, you pulled him into the bathtub and sat down in between his legs.
This close, you could feel that Ace was running warmer than even the hot water around you. He quickly pressed a peck on the tip of your nose to surprise you, then grabbed the bottle of shampoo and soap to start but you stopped him. You took the shampoo out of his hands and smiled warmly when he looked at you with curiosity.
"How about I wash you today?" There was a hint of shyness in your voice, along with a sparkling in your eyes. Ace just nodded dumbfoundedly, watching you carefully squeeze out some of the shampoo into your hands. "Alright, stay still, I'll go sit behind you."
You stood up, the water splashing a bit as you carefully manoeuvred around to sit on the edge of the tub that was attached to the wall. Ace let your free hand guide his frame in between your legs and waited for a few seconds.
The moment your shampoo lathered finger dipped into his hair, he felt boneless. You weren't even doing much, just carding your fingers and working out the tangles as you ensured that the shampoo properly washed the roots and the tips, but it felt so good.
Ace couldn't really remember the last time someone touched him with such gentleness, such care and love. (He couldn't even remember who would have touched him like that the last time. Was it his mother?) You hummed a song he had heard you singing in passing, as you pressed your fingers into his scalp for a slight massage.
Another shaky exhale left his mouth along with the last remaining tension in his shoulders. Ace closed his eyes. With a soft hum, he pressed his head back into your stomach, heart singing at the sound of your giggle echoing in the small bathroom.
"Hey!" You said indignantly, pushing at his foam covered head. "Don't put your shampoo on my stomach."
It made Ace smile and he obliged, leaning his head away. You didn't touch him for a few minutes and he cracked his eyes open to look around at you, to find that you were shampooing your own hair now. You slid down into the tub and he made some space between the wall and him so you could sit properly. Once you were done, you wiped off the foam on your hand and switched to the soap.
"Alright, c'mere, my big baby," you grunted, trying to pull him by his arm. He blinked then let you pull him into the position you wanted. And then you are sitting in his lap, soap being lathered onto his skin with diligent hands. He didn't say anything and just stared quietly at you from the close proximity.
Normally, having you in his lap would get him a little… excited, but today, the action was so non-sexual and domestic, it seemed to hurt. Every movement and word you had said felt mind-numbingly relaxing. Half a year ago, if someone had suggested he would be in this position with you, he would have laughed and called them to get their marbles checked.
Right now though, he couldn't believe his own luck as your fingers dragged over him with a gentleness he had yet to experience from elsewhere. He was strong. Everyone knew that. You knew that. But even knowing that, you always touched him so softly, so gently, that it made him feel like he was made out of fragile brittle glass.
He kinda liked it.
To be vulnerable in front of you only was something he could agree to. No one had ever been this patient and loving towards him, and the fact that he loved you too much to even put it into words crashed around inside him as he watched you soap yourself up.
You were beautiful, obviously. He had to be blind to not notice how gorgeous you were. But sometimes, he couldn't help but think that your real beauty lies in how you just fit in with everyone so well. You were understanding, you were kind and you were there whenever anyone needed you. You were there when Ace needed you. And even though you were there for him, silently understanding what he needed, you never expected anything back for it. It was purely an act of love.
He wasn't talking much like usual today, but you didn't say anything about it. You only continued in your actions, washing away the soap and the shampoo with the water. Ace continued to stare at you, wondering if you were really real.
You were so good to him. He remembered when Marco had mentioned after you announced your relationship that you were good for him. He hadn't really understood the depth of that sentence until now. Until this moment, sitting in his bathtub that was definitely not made for two people, as you washed him even though he was a grown adult who could do it himself.
And it wasn't really about the ability to do it, was it? It was more about the feelings and the thoughts behind the action– it was about the care you felt. Of course you knew he could do it– but you wanted to do it for him anyway because you loved him.
You loved him so much, he couldn't help but feel thoroughly loved and blessed. You, who could have fallen in love with anyone, had fallen in love with him. On his down days, he couldn't help but think that you deserved better than him. Right now though, he couldn't think of anything else but the fact that he was so grateful that you chose him out of everyone.
Whatever made you choose him– he would forever be grateful to it. You were the best thing to happen to him.
"Ace?" Your concerned voice startled him out of his thoughts, and he looked at you. You were done cleaning off both of you, but you were back in his lap. Familiar hands came up to wipe away what Ace realised were tears streaming down his face. He felt a little mortified that he cried over something so small but, like always, it was like you could read his mind. "It's not insignificant if it makes you feel something so strong. Just let it out, hm?"
He didn't really need your 'permission', but the moment you said that, his body seemed to take it as the cue to cry even more. Warm tears rolled down his cheeks and he felt you guide his face into the crook of your neck– you knew he felt embarrassed about crying in front of you. You just did it to let him save face; you let him hide his face in your embrace.
Ace sobbed into your neck, body shaking as he felt your fingers card through his hair and draw hearts into his back, over his tattoo. The two of you stayed like that for a while until the tears finally stopped.
"Let's dry up?" Your eyes were soft as you helped him stand up and out of the bathtub. "And then we can cuddle in bed all night. How does that sound?"
You didn't need to say it out loud to let him know how you felt. Ace watched you wrap a towel around him and then yourself, the unspoken words lingering in the air alongside the steam.
"Sounds amazing."
I love you too.
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Heyy, I love your insightful posts about Snape!! I was wondering if you have other social media like twitter, instagram or tiktok where you post about Snape? I don’t really see good Snape content around, but I like yours here so I wanted to give you a follow if you had any🫶🏼
Hey, thanks so much for your kind message about my Snape posts! I really appreciate the support 🥰. I’ve only recently started sharing my thoughts about Snape, so right now, Tumblr is where I’m most active. I have a Reddit account, but I am not particularly active there. For now, I’ll be focusing mostly on Tumblr and continuing to share my thoughts here.
I love snape as a character too but I don’t think it’s super appropriate to use the recent suicide of a real child to prop up the character. I understand what you’re trying to say but it feels like it’s crossing a line to use this very real persons death as an intro to a fandom post
I completely understand where you're coming from. My intention wasn’t to trivialize the very real tragedy of a child’s suicide by connecting it to a fictional character. Rather, I aimed to highlight the painful realities that many people, especially children, face—realities that sometimes mirror the struggles of characters like Severus Snape. The story of Snape is more to me than just a character in a fictional world.He represents, for me, all the children who are bullied, humiliated, and abused at home and in school. These children, like the one in the tragic news, often endure unimaginable pain.
When I write about him, I’m writing about the real-life experiences of suffering, and trauma. These aren’t just fictional problems—they are very real, and they deserve our attention and empathy.
The reactions people have toward Snape, who is a fictional character, are often the same reactions people have toward real individuals who resemble him in life. It saddens me to see how Snape's pain is dismissed in the story simply because of his appearance. Some believe he doesn't deserve love, redemption, or a chance at life because of how he looks, which reflects the disturbing treatment many real people face. It's heartbreaking that individuals are judged and mistreated because they don't meet societal standards of attractiveness, and their pain is disregarded because they aren't charming or likable enough to gain widespread approval.
One of the people who reblogged my post shared that they also considered suicide as a child due to the bullying they endured she wanted people to take such matters seriously . This post was written specifically for people like them. I am thankful that they survived, but they are just one of the few who managed to make it through. So many others are silently lost to this same struggle.
In general, I wanted to make a broader point about the importance of recognizing the invisible pain that many endure, and how a lack of empathy and kindness can sometimes lead to devastating consequences. I hope to raise awareness and foster understanding for people who are suffering in silence and who might be saved by even the smallest act of kindness. (I have a small blog, and I know I can't make a huge impact, but I do what I can) I appreciate you bringing this up, and I hope this clarifies my intention.
i love your posts so so so so much! especially the one with the “undoubtedly its a beautiful moment” quote! i read it a while ago and i cant stop thinking about it :) i hope you know that i look up your blog everyday i open tumblr just to see what you posted about sev (not in a creepy way) :3
Aww, thank you so much! 🥺💕 I’m so glad to hear that you love my posts. Your message just made my day! 💖 To be honest, I’ve always had a lot of feelings and thoughts about Snape, but I didn’t think sharing them would be interesting to others. Seeing messages like yours really makes me happy that I started this blog.
What are your thoughts on Lily? I think she recieves too much hate. I get that she’s a flawed character but the way people are discussing her is like she’s a complete bitch and has been thhrougout her friendship with Sev, which I don’t agree on.
Thank you for asking this question. I had written a long meta about the relationship and friendship between Severus and Lily, but it became so lengthy that I wasn’t sure how to post it. Now, I've separated the parts that focus more on Lily’s character and written them here.(Yes, it's still long but it's shareable now)
I enjoy Snily fanfics and absolutely love Lily’s characterization in them, but I have different feelings about canon Lily. I’m not anti-Lily, but I don't think she holds any significant moral superiority or special virtues compared to other characters in the books.
Most of what we know about Lily comes from when she was 15. Yes, it’s admirable that she sacrificed her life at 21 to save her child, but that doesn’t necessarily say much about her character. Many mothers of any age and from any part of the world would do the same for their children. We don’t know how much she matured or grew as a person. We don’t know if she was satisfied with the choices she made as a teenager or what her feelings toward Severus were in her final days. That’s why I base my judgments on 15-year-old Lily.
I see her as a warm, charming, and somewhat immature girl who, coincidentally, really enjoys positive attention (though not to the extent that James does).She tries to be kind to everyone to be liked, yet feels that other girls don’t really like her and are envious. Unlike her son, she doesn’t have a complex moral code, she tends to see the world in black and white like her sister Petunia. To her, you’re either on her side and therefore her friend, or you’re against her and her enemy. She’s the type of person who can easily attract people at first glance but struggles to form deeper, more meaningful connections with them.
I think part of the reason people dislike her is that they see her as more than what she is and have high expectations of her. Fanon often portrays Lily as a girl from a high-status, wealthy family, a feminist, strong, and independent woman, which makes people expect her to have been able to solve many of the issues she faced. However, in canon, she clearly doesn’t have any of these traits. We don’t even know if her family was rich or poor, but since she lived near Snape, it doesn’t seem like there was much of a class difference between their families.
Yes, canon Lily is lively, smart, and kind, and she gets good grades, but that’s different from being ambitious, powerful, or having feminist or progressive views.
Lily marries and has a child immediately after finishing school, before she truly reaches intellectual and emotional maturity. In canon, we don’t see her play a significant role in the war, undertake any special missions for the Order, or even hold a notable job or career before having Harry. She fits more into the traditional role of a wife and homemaker. I think if she had survived and the war ended, she would have lived a life very similar to Molly Weasley (though not with as many children). She’d be a loving wife and warm mother. Of course, she would likely spoil her child more than Molly does, letting him off the hook easily. Like Petunia, she would overlook her child’s mistakes unless it involved dark magic.
I understand that most people in the wizarding world marry young, but we have characters like Minerva McGonagall, who remains independent, even refusing to change her surname after marriage. In Fantastic Beasts, we see women who, despite the war, maintain their roles as strong, independent individuals whose identities aren’t solely tied to being someone’s wife or mother. So, Lily isn’t an exceptional character in this regard. She’s more like the average woman of her time. When we view her as a very average woman, rather than the amazing, powerful, modern figure seen in fanfics, her behavior becomes much easier to understand.
As for her marriage, I can imagine what was going through her mind: everything with James Potter was easier, simpler, and more stable because, from birth, everything was handed to him. He doesn’t need to work hard for happiness or a future, as his high social status and vast family wealth are guaranteed. He probably promised Lily a successful marriage and a sweet and happy family, perhaps even on their first date, filling her with hope for what was to come. It’s only natural that a teenage girl like Lily, who sees the world in black and white and has a fragile social standing in the wizarding world, would quickly decide that marrying someone like James Potter — who is at the pinnacle of her moral scale ( he doesn’t use dark magic) — was the best choice for her future. This pattern of marriage reminds me of Petunia. She marries her boss, who is also much older than her because he can give her the stable, normal life she dreams of, with a secure income.
Sometimes I think the way Lily chose James and how Snape chose Voldemort are similar. Both were teenagers who made these decisions to secure their place in the wizarding world and cover their insecurities. Lily is fortunate to have an easier life than Severus, and as a woman, she can rely on the support of a wealthy and pure blood man. Snape, on the other hand, didn’t have Lily’s privileges. He had to work hard to secure his place, offering his life and loyalty to Voldemort, who promises him acceptance, security, and protection in return.
I also disagree with the idea that Lily is responsible for all of Snape’s problems or that if she had stayed friends with Severus, he wouldn’t have joined Voldemort:
Snape’s life was far more complicated and difficult for Lily’s presence to magically fix everything. Rowling says Snape sought acceptance, security, and peace. Clearly, Lily couldn’t provide those things for him (after all, she was just 15). Snape needed a strong, father-figure type of support at that age. Teenage Snape, contrary to those who want to portray him as obsessed with Lily, had a proud and independent personality. He didn’t base his entire life around Lily’s presence or absence. Yes, he apologized for his mistake, but when Lily threatened to leave him, he didn’t make any effort to change his circumstances. That’s why I don’t believe the people who say Snape only switched sides because of an obsession with Lily. His love for her lit the path for him later in life, but it was Snape who gave that love the power to guide him and help him grow.
Are you serious? Snape was a total jerk, and you're defending him while trashing Barty Crouch Jr.? Barty was literally set up by his own dad and never even got a real chance! Snape just bullied kids for years and suddenly we're supposed to call him a hero? Get over it you’re so wrong on this one.
I read your post about Regulus but I gotta say, I’m not totally on board. Just ‘cause he was the ‘good son’ doesn’t really mean he was loved, you know? A lot of the time, being the perfect heir—joining the Death Eaters keeping up the family’s image is more about duty than being genuinely cared for. It doesn’t mean he was happy even if his parents were proud of him for it.
I believe the reason fans create headcanons for characters like Draco and Regulus, imagining that they joined the Death Eaters due to torture or coercion, is because they don’t have a clear understanding of Voldemort's position within the pure-blood society. They assume that from the beginning, Voldemort was seen as a snake-like, crazed terrorist and murderer by the wizarding world.
But as I’ve explained in this post, Voldemort, especially during the First Wizarding War, was a charismatic and influential leader, almost like a celebrity. He rose to power with promises of restoring greatness to the wizarding world, and as mentioned in the books, much of the wizarding society supported him. For many, especially the youth, joining the Death Eaters wasn’t seen as shameful or horrifying. On the contrary, it was exciting and prestigious, like getting accepted into an elite university.
Regarding your argument, I think fans are free to create their own theories and headcanons about their favorite characters. However, it's important to remember that these are just fan interpretations, not canon. It doesn’t make sense to compare fan-made headcanons with the canon traits of another character like snape. We could create similar headcanons for any character. For instance, we could speculate that Harry Potter suffered sexual abuse from his uncle, or that Percy Weasley was the result of an unwanted pregnancy, which is why Molly never seemed to favor him. But in the end, what truly matters in analyzing canon characters is the author's intent and the clues provided in the actual story. This is especially important when discussing side characters like Regulus Black, where we have fewer details. We need to focus on the purpose the author had in creating the character and the information given in the story.
J.K. Rowling didn’t intend for Regulus Black to be a victim of abuse or neglect. She didn’t suggest that he joined the Death Eaters because his mother tortured him with the Cruciatus Curse. If that had been the case, Rowling would have left clear hints throughout the seven books. But that’s not the story she wanted to tell. Instead, she portrayed Regulus as the favored son of a fanatical pure-blood family, loved and admired by his parents, to the point that it made his older brother jealous. She wanted to show how deeply Voldemort’s ideology had permeated wizarding society, to the extent that young people idolized him like a celebrity. The fact that Regulus willingly offered his house-elf to Voldemort for a dangerous mission tells us a lot. It shows how much Voldemort trusted him and how far Regulus was willing to go to prove his loyalty. But as Rowling mentioned in interviews, Regulus wasn’t ready for the harsh reality of the Death Eaters’ world. He quickly realized that the real Voldemort was far from the idealized image he had in his mind. At that moment, Regulus transformed from a misguided teenager into a brave man, trying to make amends for his mistake by sacrificing his life.
Reducing his story to that of an abused teenager takes away the depth of his character and diminishes the impact of his redemption arc.
Hey I just read your post and to be honest, I completely agree with you! It's refreshing to see someone challenging the notion that he was alone because he was ugly.
But now I'm curious: how do you picture Snape? Is there an actor you've always thought would have nailed the role?
Hey Anon!
Unfortunately, I don’t have a specific actor in mind who perfectly matches my vision of Snape, but there’s a lot of artwork out there that aligns really well with how I imagine him. I’ll try to include some of those in this post.
My top pick would definitely be @ kdrobz’s work. I think the way they portray Snape fits Rowling’s canon version of him so well, and I’m a huge fan of their art:
@ravmint has also captured him in a really compelling way. I absolutely love the expression in this art; it gives off a mix of sadness, detachment and underlying anger that feels spot on:
These are a few more pieces I found on Pinterest that I think really match canon Snape, though sadly I’m not sure who the artists are:
And here’s a female version of Severus Snape that matches my own vision:
hello there! i’m here to request SCP-049, 096, 035 and 106 x fem/gn!kitsune reader! (if u don’t know what a kitsune is it’s basically scp 953 jahdbnsbxhs) thank u sm! and no worries if you wanna deny this request for any reason, it’s a lot of stuff :’D
Sorry this is so late lol but anything for my pookie wookies!
Also sorry, I only did 049 and 035 cus i have no idea how to describe 106 and 096’s personalitys😭😭 Sorry!
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049-
Ok he is a gentle man fr fr
Any chance he gets, he will cuddle you and pet your tails and ears(man is obsessed with the fluffiness) assuming your immune to his touch
Yes he may try his own experiments on you but in a nice way
He loves you so much and he wants to know everything about you
He desires to learn everything about you and memorize even the number of hairs you have(odd but he means it lovingly)
He will do literally anything to see your tails wag even the slightest bit
If someone hurts you or insults you, he will do the same back to them so their ancestors feel it
035
Almost exact opposite yet exactly like 049
So obv he won't be performing experiments
But he will also do basically anything to see your tails wag
He tries not to pet you too much so he doesn’t get his goop in your fur
But he will show other affections
Example: Flirting non stop
Any chance he gets to show you the slightest bit of love, he will use that chance like it’s his last
But he isn't all fluff, he is extremely possessive
A scientist looks at you in the wrong way? Well he has been needing a new host recently :)
D-Class insults you? Don’t be worried if a containment breach happens in the D-Class section :)
If you feel unhappy with him? He will gaslight and manipulate you until you love him more than before :)
All in all, really big red flag, but he is hot so it’s ok
((Hi, thank you for drawing Sir Nighteye. He's my favorite My Hero Academia character.))
Thank you for the message 💖 I really enjoy drawing him and to know someone enjoys my drawings of him just makes my day 💖 really
I’m so sorry for the extreme amount of time I took to answer this. I had a lot to do and I wanted to make a lil sketch of Nighteye to give this answer its final touches ✨
➽ Our little play thing
Switch!Dottore x switch!gn reader
Warnings: porn with plot, smut, chastity belt, restraints, mostly dom reader,
word count: 1.1k words
A/N: hope this is alright 🐍 anon! This was a rlly new experience for me to write and holy- I hope you like it and a part 2 will be coming ;) Sorry for the late post T^T, still editing a little, im busy rn so 😭😭
art creds: idk please tell if you do know 🙏
“Oh my gosh it’s been so long since I’ve seen you!” The certain red headed girl said as she wrapped her hands around you.
“It has been so long!” you say back as you lean against the door frame when she had let you go. “How was your concert travels?”
“Oh it went well, thanks for asking.” Nilou said with a smile as she suddenly reached into a bag by her side, “Oh yeah, here’s the key you asked for? I hope you can overcome your sugar addiction, but for now you deserve a treat after I’ve been gone for so long!”
She dropped the small golden key into your hand as you then waved her goodbye, promising to meet her soon and that you were a little busy at the moment. You smirked to yourself, what a great excuse that was. To be fair you weren’t exactly lying, it was a sort of way to restrain yourself, well, more like restraining him from something so sweet. The sweet taste of release.
“Who was that at the door?” A breathy husky voice asks as you walk back into your bedroom and plop yourself in the dark room on the bed.
“Oh, Nilou, she came back from her concert tour, can’t believe she’s pretty big now.” you say nonchalantly as you see his red eyes glint in the darkness.
“Did she give you the key? She better fucking have.” he almost growls as you let out a chuckle. Just in that moment you had a snarky little idea as you slip the key into your back pocket and turn to him.
You look at him with doe eyes, “She said she kept it in a bag that she forgot at an inn, don’t worry darling, it’ll only take a week or so to send it back.” you say, sarcastically and feigning sadness and pity in your tone. He grunts as he fights his restraints. What a sight this was, his hands tied behind his back, his legs occasionally kicking the air, his navy blue shirt wide open for your touch.
“What the fuck? Another week? I’m not waiting that long, you have to have a spare key, give it to me right now-” You roll your eyes and cup his cheeks, kissing him to shut him up. His lips move in the same pace as yours, following your motions as he bites your lower lip, harder than usual. You pull away, you lick the spot, tasting a metallic taste. Before you could even notice Dottore leans into you, smashing his lips back onto yours as his tongue enters your mouth in that moment of weakness. His tongue explores the inside of your mouth, wet and warm, he moans into the kiss, relishing the little amount of control he had at the moment before it would be taken away once again. And surely you do, pushing his muscular body away from yours as you gasp for breath.
“Tsk tsk tsk.” he rolls his eyes as you lean back onto the soft mattress, thinking of what to do as payback. You smirk as an idea comes to mind and crawl over to the bed headboard, plopping yourself on Dottore’s lap, your smile widening as you hear him grunt. You run your hands through your hair as one of your icy fingers touch his well sculpted abs, causing him to wince at the sensation. One of your arms snakes around his neck as another one slowly but surely moves up his chest. He frowns and closes his eyes as you lean in closer, breathing on his chest.
Your hot breath drives him crazy as he feels more aroused by the second, helplessly trying to buck his hips up into you. You giggle as you continue, flicking his hard nipples and listening to his grunts and moans. You stick your tongue out, licking the erect nub before putting your whole mouth on it, sucking it, before biting down hard, just like how he had done to you. Dottore whines as you lick the spot, soothing it with your tongue.
He’s panting hard, sweat drips from his forehead as he fights his restraints again as your mouth leaves his body. Your hands trace his name on his chest as you move your hips slightly, edging him on. Your hands then move lower as you position yourself backwards, making space for your hands as you touch the chastity belt.
“What a shame, if not for this we could be having a good time.” you pout as it quickly changes into a sly smile. Dottore smiles, gritting his teeth as he looks at you through his blue hair. “If not for you leaving me alone all the time, I wouldn’t have done this, you know.”
“Tch. Couldn’t even get the belt in my size…” he mumbles, completely ignoring what you just said. You latch yourself onto his other nipple, nibbling it and slobbering your saliva all over it, angry as your anger slowly eases from his muffled moans and his chest heaving up and down relentlessly.
“I’m gonna make you regret this, you know that, don’t you?” he says as you let go of his abused nipple with a pop, now interested in his abs, tracing the lines as you nod. Suddenly his hips bump up into yours, stronger than ever as you fall into him, you yelp as you look at him, a scowl on your face and a smug look on his. Suddenly something caught his eye, he frowns as he then turns his eyes back to you, tilting his head as he smiles. You look back, trying to find what caught his eye as you then see something glinting. A small golden key. You hurriedly check your back pocket and, as expected, it’s empty. It must’ve fallen from your pocket when he thrusted up into you.
“Give it here.” he demands.
“Even if I did give it to you, you don’t even have the hands to free yourself.” you chuckle as you suddenly hear a snap. You eyes widen as you see him rubbing his wrists, a red line imprinted on his skin.
“Should’ve bought more expensive cuffs.” he laughs as he throws the cheap metal to the side, holding you with one hand and the other to grab the key to free himself. You sit there, shocked as you try to take control of the situation once more, frantically trying to free yourself from his grasp. He chuckles at your futile attempt as his big hand holds your wrists, another finally freeing himself from the belt.
“I told you you’d regret it~”
I’m sorry that I’m so slow at responding to messages T-T
Anon: ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ I spend a lot of time obsessing over the elements you listed, so it’s great to hear this from you!
Birdystark: That’s so cool! I’m touched your friend liked my stuff enough to share it with you! I hope your art studies are going well! I miss art school. It was an adventure and then some for me, so I hope you have a good time too.
a-litter-of-kittens: kickass message/10 would read again
Ok a serious question. How did you managed to make a really neat lineart? And what kind of brush are you using to make it.....?
I use clip studio for all my stuff, and I’m really basic about it. Like, I use the standard g-pen brush for everything (including coloring). My lines are just a by-product of me refining and redrawing my original sketch until it looks presentable. I’m not super efficient when it comes to this stuff, lol. I’ll legit re-draw the same chunk of line 5 times over until it looks exactly right. That’s the main reason I’m hesitant to stream cuz I feel like peeps would get bored real fast haha. The neatness of my lines comes from being confident in my strokes, which is a fancy way of saying muscle memory. If you practice drawing swoopy lines enough, you eventually get to the point where you can nail the motion in one try. Having a tablet where you can draw directly on the screen helps too, but it’s not necessary. My main tip when it comes to line work is to vary your line weight. If everything’s the same thickness, then your eye gets drawn to nothing. But if you thicken some lines, then it improves the flow of the drawing and gives the figure/BG a sense of weight and volume. Personally, I prioritize varied line weight over neatness, but it all depends on your personal art goals. Hope this helps!! 💖
ok how did you manage to make mermaid!gavin so thicc despite not technically having an actual butt or thighs?? i wish many blessings upon you
MerGav’s gotta have those aerodynamic curves 😎
At least, that’s what Nines told himself when he sat down to design the GV prototype
You art gives me life. Thank you for doing what you do.
Thank you!!! This really made my week 🥰
Really shy but just wanted to let you know that Camaro is such a beautifully written fic and the last chapter actually made me cry, thank you for providing us with quality content, you’re amazing!!
Thank you so much 💖💖💖
It means the world to me that Camaro resonated with you on such an emotional level 🙏 It’s the highest praise I can receive as an author, and I legit keep reading your message over and over again
i feel like a complete fool. i never connect what i read on ao3 with what is on tumblr/twitter and for that i am wrong. i cannot believe you were the one that wrote charon,,,,do you know how many tears spilled from my face because of that fic,,,,it was immaculate. I have to physically prepare myself to read Eris and for that i thank you dearly. the fact that you also do amazing art as well??? stupendous, amazing, breathtaking. thank u
Adkgjhdsghsfdlga Thank you so much, anon!!! 💖💖💖
Charon’s a very personal story to me in a lot of ways, and it really does mean so much to me that it stuck with you 🥰
I hope you enjoy Eris as well 🙏
i just finished reading the first chapter of asmodeus and this is extremely interesting so far. ive always loved your works from your fics to your art, and this fic is no exception! thank you for all the care you put into your projects it is always a delight to see what youre cocking up next
NO PLEASE DONT APOLOGIZE ANON THIS IS SUCH AN A+ SLIP UP AND I LOVE IT
And thanks for dropping by and making my day that much brighter!!🙏
I’m so glad you’re enjoying Asmodeus! I’ve been trying to work out a viable incubus storyline for months, and then it just slapped me in the face at 4am one night (Thanks insomnia!!). I’ve been interested in incubi/succubi since I learned they were associated with sleep paralysis—a thing I used to get like every night. And now I need you to please take this opportunity to imagine Nines calmly perched on top of a sleeping Gavin’s chest as he reformats spreadsheets on his Windows tablet because that’s my brain rn
Thank you again for your kind words! 💖💖💖
Hello, it’s Camaro anon, just wanted to say that I’m loving your beautiful artwork in Fata Morgana and also super excited to see more of Asmodeus, your overwhelming talent blows me away as usual ❤️
THANK YOU ANON 💖💖💖
I’m forever grateful to anyone who reads my stories or looks at my art as I’m a shy cryptid who always struggles to work up the courage to post things
I love Fata Morgana and its author, Nat, immensely!!! Their writing is insanely good, and showering them with artwork was all I could do to thank them for sharing their wonderful fics. I hope they publish a book someday so I can buy no less than 12 copies