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Hi! Can I request a drawing Me+ Jack Russell sitting under warm blanket with hot cocoa. I want to put it in my tumblr background. :) my picture in a attachment. Thank you! Emi

Of course Emi !! I was so happy to get this in my ask box!!

I have been working on this piece for a while, I hope you like it. If there is anything you’d like changed or altered in any way just ask and i’ll change it for you. :)

Touching grass is not enough; I need to travel far over the misty mountains cold.

I will always appreciate

You gotta appreciate the work that your swordsman puts in 😪😪

Howdy!

This is just a little sideblog I'm using to post my writing! I use these projects as a way to get out of writing slumps and to get some practice in. I'm not currently taking requests, as I'm focusing on one story at a time, but I might in the future!

MASTERLIST

Currently working on: You Can't Erase Me

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Finished that Alucard piece from before! 🦇

something so precious about both yennefer and geralt's interactions with jaskier this season is just the relief both of them express when seeing him again like both of their lives have gone to shit and the world is on fire, but jaskier is still jaskier, so things have to be just a little bit okay

Eat You Alive

❤︎ trafalgar law x fem reader ❤︎

༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧

cw & summary: law eats you out ;)

word count: ~700

note: yes, you can also find this fic here: eating you out headcanons but i wanted to post them individually 'cause they're long enough & i had different titles for each of them!

Eat You Alive

The wall you’re pressed against is cold against your bare back, nearly making your teeth rattle in your skull. But the contrast is stark as your captain's tongue, hot and wet to the touch as it grazes down your skin, makes up tenfold for the frigidity of the submarine corridors. 

Law kneels before you with a reverence that sends a thrill coursing through your veins. His uncharacteristically vulnerable position at your feet is a sight that leaves you breathless, his grey irises locked onto your doe-eyed gaze with undeniable intensity. 

But it's not just the ferocity of his gaze that sets your heart racing; it's the way his lips and tongue trail down your bare skin with a deliberate tenderness that contrasts starkly with the coldness of the submarine walls. Each kiss is more delicious than the last, leaving you rolling your hips, unapologetically aching for more. 

You can feel the goosebumps rising in response to his ministrations, the contrast between the frigid air and the warmth of his touch sending shivers racing across your skin.

As Law's kisses descend lower, a primal need surges through you, causing your breath to hitch in anticipation.

"Law," you whimper, your voice filled with longing, abandoning all dignity.

The doctor's smirk is teasing, his white, toothy grin shining faintly in the dimly-lit corridor.

“Tell me what you want,” he rasps, “Use your words.”

“You, please-”

And then, he does something new, lifting your leg up by your thigh to rest on his shoulder, leaving you standing on one shaky leg. The sudden movement leaves you gasping for breath, your body arching towards him instinctively as he opens you up completely to his touch.

The vulnerability of the position only serves to heighten the intensity of the moment, your senses ablaze with both vulnerability and desire. You suck in your breath sharply, biting your lip in a futile attempt to stifle the moan that threatens to escape your lips as Law begins to kiss closer to your aching cunt.

Your breaths turn ragged as he finally nuzzles his head between your legs, locking eyes with you as his tongue meets your slick folds with a meticulous stripe. You lean your head back against the wall as you mewl out moans of pleasure, a shiver travelling up and down your spine as your limbs become tingly with need. You can already feel your leg beginning to shake as it dangles over his tattooed shoulder, making a deep blush rush to your cheeks.

Law is undeterred, however, your squirms only aiding his urge to please you. 

You manage a weak whine, your hands tangling in his unruly black hair as you urge him on. His tongue is hot and expertly skilled, and you simply can’t deny yourself the pleasure of grinding against it as he kneels before you. 

“Yeah?” he groans against your slit before flicking his tongue back and forth, “This how you like it?” 

"Mm-mhmm," you manage to whimper, confirming his question. 

His mouth meets your clit with a few gentle sucks as he raises your leg higher, granting himself with more access to your needy entrance.

His tongue is relentless, exploring every inch of your sensitive flesh with expertise. He idly shakes his head back and forth, his tongue dancing along your folds in a phenomenal rhythm. 

With each stroke, each caress, he pushes you closer and closer to the edge, goosebumps erupting all over your skin until you're teetering on the brink of your orgasm, ready to fall into the abyss of pleasure at his command.

Your moans grow louder and more desperate with each passing moment, filling the dimly-lit corridor with the symphony of your pleasure.

Doubling his efforts, Law’s eyes meet yours with a dark, hungry gaze that sucks the air from your lungs, 

"Let go for me,” he groans into you, “Let me take you there."

Lots of love for this it looks so fantastic

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//i tried staying true to your colours but ended up having to change them a bit ;;

//either way here he is!

This makes me feel normal feelings

Absolutely stunning artwork!! I love the poses and the style they work so well for Jon and Martin .

After a week of drawing "spooky scary shelley-tons" I took today to draw some jmart fluff instead. Vaguely season two-ish vibes.

Audio from the "Gaming and Giving" charity stream where Jonny and Alex did requests.