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The fact that he does this canonically is hilarious 😂
"My wish is to stay always like this, living quietly in a corner of nature."
–Claude Monet
Snow, Sage, Onyx, Rose, Lavender and Golden Dragon
Which one would you choose if you only got to pick one? Vote in my poll here for your favorite color!
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HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE (2004) dir. hayao miyazaki
got my caleb necklace that doesn't look like a caleb necklace but if you look at it it looks like a caleb necklace, you know?
My heart can’t take this
I need all of them
the Artist posture™️
Very Real Mushroom Anime (1997)
Wanted to try making a fake screenshot with my mushrooms in a retro anime style!
A lil practice in perspective with this piece mostly, so here's Howl and Sophie, who I designed based 50/50 on their book and movie counterparts! I actually would love to revisit this piece and paring in the future, since the book is one of my all time favs
҉ ⁀➷ 𝑺𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑭𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑺
╰ 𝒁𝒂𝒚𝒏𝒆 LOVE AND DEEPSPACE: SPRING AND FLOWERS
҉ ⁀➷ 𝑺𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑭𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑺
LOVE AND DEEPSPACE: SPRING AND FLOWERS
PRIDE & PREJUDICE (2005) dir. Joe Wright
Where Hearts Live + Grassland Romance
"I recall Sylus's fondness for Linkon's blossoms in the spring. I wonder if the vibrant, autumn leaves are just as charming to him. Besides... who can resist the aroma of roasted chestnuts from a Linkon food street?"
master of fate funds down, springtime loving self is UP (i'm so borked)
They are literally that couple 🍷
KAORI WOT IN THE WORLD IS THIS
the sin in this goes crazy brr this PAIRING??? THE CHARACTERIZATIONS??? THE WRITING????? EVERYTHING ABT THIS IS CHEF'S KISS MWAH DELICIOUS
“RELEASING TENSION!”
FEATURING: 秦彻 SYLUS (LADS) & 黎深 ZAYNE (LADS)
content warnings: nsfw 18+, mdni, sylus x dom!reader x zayne, oral (fem giving), bondage (use of silk ropes), multiple orgasms (character receiving), double penetration,, mentions of overstimulation and sensitivity, cumming inside
author’s note: based on this anon’s request! ps sorry for taking so long <3 this is my first attempt at writing dom reader!
word count: 3k
oh how beautiful they looked. both sylus and zayne tied up, their arms restrained behind the chair you secured them to, shirtless and bare, tightly with the same silk rope that they usually would tie you up with instead. their chests heave as they fight against the restraints keeping them bound and seated at the edge of their chair.
on the one hand, looking at them, sylus is the one heaving the most. his chest rises and falls aggressively as if he was fighting the primal instincts in his body; the primal urge to break free and fuck you the way he wanted to. the way he needed to. well too damn bad, he couldn’t get out of your knots. you certainly learnt a thing or two from always being the submissive one.
on the other hand, zayne remains unmoving and limp against the restraints. no urgency to break out yet the glint in his eyes would have made you shiver if you weren’t the one with the upper hand here. the dominance still glowing in his eyes as he glares at you intensely. it was the kind of look you’d get when he was going to fuck you dumb and pliant.
unfortunately, they weren’t here to get any satisfaction - you were. plus with the both of them furiously overworking themselves and barely paying attention to you, obviously you had to ‘punish them’ or more-say, give them a taste of their own medicine.
and now you’ve gotten what you wanted! well, they did hesitantly agree to your idea of letting you tie them up but it was nothing your doe eyed look and fluttering lashes couldn’t fix.
you lay bare infront of them on your shared bed, touching yourself so nicely between your legs; one hand rubbing your clit while the other palms gently at your breast. it was pathetic looking at your boys, especially sylus, to watch you do something you would be punished for. but it felt amazing. finally being the one with the upper hand.
you nearly giggle when you see the leaking arousal through their strained pants, the outlines of their cocks that look painfully hard. it almost made you feel bad for them. almost.
you narrow your eyes at zayne before asking, “not hot and bothered enough yet, huh?” all he does in response is match your gaze with a fire burning in his own eyes. the intensity trying to tell you that at the end of the day he was still the one in charge. “you’re not getting out of this once we’re free, darling.” he chuckles huskily. oh, he wished. you were going to break him first before he could even think about anything else.
you move off the bed and climb onto his lap, the scent of his delicious cologne filling your senses almost overbearingly. almost immediately, you lean down and kiss every inch of his neck leaving love bites that marked him up all over. filled with you. you only pulled away to admire your artwork once he began panting. beautiful. purple hickeys blooming all over his neck. “you see how much prettier you sound, when you give in baby?” you taunt, holding his neck in your hand. sure it didn’t wrap around his neck fully like his did with yours but it was more than suffice to slowly break down that cold facade he tries his best to maintain. “don’t you see? isn’t it so much better to give up control?” you coo softly. you hear the huffed breath he lets out, the soft cut off whimper he let out, trying to make it sound as if he was only just a little breathless. what a terrible attempt to cover up. you only hum, choosing not pointing it out.
in your peripheral vision, it was hilarious to see how the veins in sylus’ arm popped up, becoming more visible as he clenched his fist. you certainly, didn’t miss the sight of his hips bucking up with need either when you ran your hands through zayne’s scalp, massaging gently as you practically pressed wet kisses all over him. “aww, need some attention too? don’t worry sy, i haven’t forgotten about you.” you smile meanly. “once i get my hands on you, you’re going to regret this,” he matches you with a sarcastic smile of his own. boohoo, they weren’t scary in the least.
you disregard his comment and look up at him innocently as you reach your hand out to palm at his clothed cock. “really? you sure it’s not just your silly cock speaking right now? it’s okay, you’re going to get all the attention you need.” you say, you look back at zayne as well when you say your next sentence. “it’s time for the both of you to let out some steam, yeah? be a good boy f’me and stop fighting for once. so hot-headed,” you murmur.
abruptly, you pull down sylus’ pants and his underwear down just enough for his his reddened cock to finally be freed from the tightness of his pants. it almost made your mouth water, looking at the pretty cock head all wet and and leaking. the veins protruding as it twitches in your hand. of course, you don’t forget about zayne and also reached to pull his cock free too. oh how desperate and pathetic their cocks looked for you! throbbing and twitching to be touched by you. what their ego wouldn’t admit was made painfully clear by their needy cocks.
painstakingly, you run your hands up and down with feather light touches over zaynes cock, being gentle and soft that he can’t help but jerk in his chair while his hands tremble ever so slightly in the rope. for sylus though, you act a bit quicker, you already took his cock deep into your mouth, letting it hit against the back of your throat while your other hand palms his balls and the rest of his dick you can’t take in fully. you make it as loud as possible too, the loud slurping and sucking driving them both to the edge of madness. zayne with too little stimulation and sylus with too much.
before you know it, you start hearing little gasps and soft moans, whimpers even falling so gracefully from their lips. they’re finally relenting. sure, they throw some dirty promises of how they we’re going to ‘fuck you until you knew that you were theirs’ or that ‘you wouldn’t be able to walk for days after they were done with you’. all it did was make your stomach flip just a little, but again, you were the dominant one in this scene and you had the no intention to let it go. instead, you needed to help them learn to let go.
you begin to quicken your pace, jerking zaynes cock a little rougher, your hand occasionally rubbing his leaking tip quickly to make it all twitchy and sensitive. his pretty gasps and moans grew louder and louder as you keep up the torturous cycle of squeezing him tightly, pumping him and rubbing his poor mushroom tip. sylus was also letting out wheezes as he continues to fight against your rope to no avail. you take his cock fully to the point it hits the back of your throat and suck hard. he let out a little squeal at the sudden stimulation. the sound he let out made you moan all over his cock and sending vibrations throughout his body that he jerks his hips into your face with more need and throws his head back.
sylus comes first, deep in your throat as you continue to milk him dry while zayne slowly lets his release out in little spurts of white thick cum all over his own lap and your hand.
you move back and watch as they pant, catching their breath from your torture. their faces were flushed and you swore that you’ve never seen a more vulnerable yet breath-taking sight of them before. mentally you made a note to do this again. you relished in your control.
before either of them could make out a snarky comment, you grabbed both their hair roughly before humming out a low, sadistic laugh, “i want you to kiss, so kiss.” you say simply. you tangle your fingers through both their hair and force them to kiss each other so abruptly, so unprepared. you watch as they both groan into the kiss surprised, but nevertheless, not disappointed at all. not in the very least.
the sound of their moans as they kiss each other so messily, tongue fighting the other’s for dominance made you feel warmer between your legs as you held them there, watching them kissing each other so furiously. sure, it wasn’t a new sight to see your boyfriends kissing - in fact, they did it all the time, just the little initiative action of you forcing them to instead just turned you on so so much. too much. it nearly made you let out a whimper of your own.
as they kiss, you move to settle yourself onto zayne’s cock, nearly whimpering at the stretch as you take him whole. “please—hah! sweetheart, let me hold you,” he whispers the moment he breaks the kiss with sylus who is on the other hand panting with his lips a red and swollen shade. you only shake your head as you begin to rock your hips into his, occasionally grinding down and rolling ur hips up and down, letting him feel your gummy walls tightening around them just the way he likes. but he was also sensitive. sensitive from already cumming once that it makes him wince at the overbearing pleasure.
sylus just watches in desperation, now almost broken. he lets out little whines and groans, begging for you to touch him too. anything. the lack of stimulation and the awfully lewd sight infront of him made it even worse for him. he wished he could reach his hand down to jerk himself off but he couldn’t. he couldn’t because he DID want to obey you. to be your good boy.
as you continue riding zayne, you could feel his face was buried in the crook of your neck, his body trembling as he tried—and failed—to stifle the soft, desperate whimpers spilling from his lips. you can feel his soft cool breath against your neck and his breath hitching every time as your fingers found themselves massaging his head. he couldn’t help but begin to crack under your ministrations. he pulls and pulls against the rope but can’t break free. as he lets out a particularly high pitched moan, it almost makes you doubt it’s him. you pull his hair up so that he looks up at you, face flushed and utterly ruined for you. only you. his glasses all fogged up as his eyes looked at you with such need. the complete opposite to how your dear stoic and heartless zayne usually behaved.
sylus was calling your name out in trembling breaths, unable to take the desperation. the need to hold you, the need to cum in you too. he needed it. you reached out to rest your palm against his face and feel him relax into your touch. you hush him gently and reassure him that you weren’t going to leave him high and dry. before you can anticipate it, you feel zayne releasing his second load of the night deep into you. you let out a soft sigh at the sensation of him filling you up deep as he threw his head back, eyes nearly rolling as his jaw fell slack as he came hard.
after he finishes, you instantly untie him, giving him a peck on his lips as you take in his exhausted body. his large and tired body. you let him rest slack against the chair to catch his breath but his eyes still remain steady on you as you tend to sylus now.
you too untie sylus and he’s on you the second he’s free. kissing you deeply as his hands slither around your waist, tightening and moaning into the kiss. he feels so so good that he could finally touch you. hold you. but before he can move his hands any further down, you pull away and tut. “i’m still in control, sy. remember that,” you tell him sternly.
you lie him down on the bed infront of you and allow him to adjust to sit up against the headboard as you climb onto his lap. his large calloused hands immediately find purchase around your waist but still letting you do as you wish. knowing he’s holding back to fulfill you wishes you give him a sincere smile, showing softness and a little reassurance to ground him. a reminder that you love him. you peck his nose briefly murmuring a little ‘good boy’ before taking his cock in you to the hilt.
instantly, you begin moving before he can even react. the sudden stimulation forces a soft “ngh—!” out of him as his eyes widens at your movements. you only smile at him with faux sympathy as you grind down onto him. you see the way his eyes dilate and blown with lust. ““d—darling, please, i’m gonna cum already,” he gasps out.
you laugh breathily, rolling your hips to hit just a little deeper. you taunt him by moving faster. you leaned down slightly, brushing his hair out of his face, taking notice of the glistening sweat on his forehead as he groans against you. you let out a low teasing murmur, “what if i want your cum in me right now baby, hm? wanna feel you spill everything you got into me. wanna—mmh!—be stuffed full of you and zayne.”
you continue your relentless ministrations on a trembling sylus as you beckon zayne over, sternly telling him to fuck you from the back now. no, you didn’t care that he was sensitive, you were still going to pull another orgasm out of them both.
you feel zayne grab your waist gently from behind you and line himself with your ass before pressing himself into you to the hilt. deep and full. the fullness makes you gasp. the moment you adjust, you command him to fuck himself into you until he cums as you shift your focus on back to sylus, bouncing yourself on his cock.
soon, sylus cums in you most likely quicker from the dirty words you whisper into his ear. he lets out a lewd moan that it takes both you and zayne by surprise. his face and ears are glowing a dark shade of red as you see him come down from his orgasm and he pulls you flushed against him. however, before he can come down, you continue riding him that he lets out moans in sensitivity. a little ‘too much!’ that falls deaf to your ears as you persuade zayne to cum one last time in you, moving your hips back against him at his pace to coax him to cum. before you know it, zayne cums again and you make sure to milk him, tightening around him as he leans forward onto your smaller body, arms engulfing you as he fills you up again. and then he’s out of energy, moving to roll over onto the bed and lie on his back panting.
by now sylus is wincing from the sensitivity as he tries catches his breath, you let up on him as well and flop on the bed next to him to also to calm the loud thrumming of your heart.
you lay in the middle of them in comfortable silence before you feel zayne’s arms wrapping around you from your left. his face pressed against your neck again intimately to inhale your scent. as for sylus, you initiate the first move, intertwining your fingers with him softly as you hear his heaving slow.
sylus turns his bare body back towards and lets out a soft laugh, “that was really good, darling. thank you for that, truly. we both needed it. i wouldn’t have wanted it any other way,” he admits honestly with a gentle smile on his face as he reaches to run his fingers through your hair.
suddenly you feel small again, engulfed by the two large and warm bodies of your boyfriends as they hold you close, giving you aftercare when it should be you doing that for them. you let out a soft defiant huff, “i should be the one taking care of the both of you,” you grumble, you hear a deep but soft rumble behind you, a light chuckle from zayne, “baby, that’s not how it has to work. doms need aftercare too. and you’re still our little princess whom we still very much have to look after,” he coos into your neck.
you see a frown adorning sylus’ face before he lets out a complain of his own “you didn’t cum. why didn’t you let us make you cum, darling? you really deserve it.” he mumbles out softly.
in all honesty, you didn’t even realise you didn’t cum, too focused at your task at hand to make your stressed our boyfriends relieve some tension. you shake your head sternly, “that’s alright. there have also been times where neither of you cum but you both made me cum my brain out instead,” you reason back. the memory making you flush slightly out of embarrassment.
your feisty response just earns a soft, tired sigh from zayne behind you who tightens his arms around you, “mmh. don’t worry sylus, we’ll get back at her,” he says so casually as if it’s the most normal thing in the world that he yawns after his sentence. to make matters worse? you hear sylus let out a hum in agreement at his words. they were teaming up on you again. it makes you roll your eyes at their half-hearted words.
“i guess so” he pauses his sentence to look at you with full intent on fulfilling his word. “you better be prepared, darling. the next time, it’s going to be you who’ll be the one whimpering and crying.” he punctuates each word to make it clear to you.
it makes your stomach swarm with butterflies but you dismiss them with a sassy eye roll and scoff before nagging at them to keep quiet and sleep. at last, the three of you cuddled up, limbs tangled together as you drift into a deep and much needed slumber.
