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Hi! I love the way you draw and interpret Rengoku's left eye after the Akaza fight, it suits him in a way I wouldn't expect and scratches like. An itch in my brain that a lot of other depictions of the damage he sustained doesn't. Would it be okay to adopt it for my own art/fanfics of him ?? Sorry if the answer's obvious, I would just feel weird about using it without asking.
Thank you!! I always look forward to seeing your art :D
Aww thatâs so sweet, thank you for asking!
Yes of course you can! I hope you tag me when you do write/draw Iâd love to see it!
Im pretty intimidated at interacting online, to be honest, so I pretty much lurk more often than not.
I try to be active, reblogging/resharing and liking posts every now and again, cause i do miss being in a community. The last one I had was during the pandemic but you know what they say, people come and go and I try to move on.
Twitter is...well, it's an...experience. i had fun there since it was the place where I found a community to bond with but after that, it just got lonely. And stressful. Definitely stressful.
I made a friend there, once upon a time, and we were in the same fandom (Markiplier!). I love her art and literally the only one who I make sure to constantly interact in any way I can! Eventually, I got the courage to DM her (which, btw, best decision ever) and we slowly became mutuals then friends (still, i hope). Then, I noticed that, as time goes on, she wasn't as active in Twitter as before. When I realized she left to Tumblr, it was too late.
Ha!
Just kidding. I screenshotted her Tumblr account before and found her here after I muster up the courage to DM her again. It's a good ending, she remembered me and are still as nice and talented and sweet as ever.
Seriously, I have been inspired by her so much and the main reason why I still draw is because of her cause while I was interacting with her works, she -in return- was interacting with mine, too. Oh! It's because of her that I'm becoming more active here, too. She were right, it's more fun here and less stressful!
We dont talk much anymore. Life got busy and that's understandable. I do miss her, though. I could just message her again but, unfortunately, i ran out of courage.
I started writing this post cause I was feeling lonely and...i dont know...not likeable? It's a weird thing, I know. But then I remembered her and her kindness.
Anyways, @erexart , i still love your work and I still love (platonically and wholesomely) and appreciate you! This ended up becoming an appreciate post in the end but eh, it is what it is.
(if me mentioning you makes things awkward or uncomfortable, i have no problem deleting this-)
Hellooo I wanted to check before I drew fanart, are you chill with Izzy being drawn with other kny ocs? I wanna sketch up a group of my favs..
Hi âŁïž
Sorry for taking so long to answer, but I absolute donât mind! Iâm so honouredđ„č Please tag me if you do draw her, I would treasure it forever đ«¶đ»
princess reader and knight kyojuro, who keeps chasing you up and down the empty castle hallways late at night; not daring to grab you but still begging you in hushed whispers to go back to your chambers because youâre dressed in nothing else but your nightgown and your feet are bare and your hair is down and it is not lady-like at all!
the sound of your giggles and the soft pitter-patter of your feet die down only by the time you stop to catch your breath.
realising that youâve finally decided to take a break from making his job harder than it needs to be, kyojuro - your fatherâs most trustworthy knight and thus your appointed bodyguard - gratefully comes to a halt as well. he keeps a respectable amount of distance between you but still lingers closer than he normally would in case you decide to run off again. about two steps worth.
âmy lady,â he starts for what must be the hundredth time tonight, âyou have got to put a stop to these late night adventures once and for all! the castle isnât safe to roam alone at such an ungodly hour.â
âbut iâm not alone.â you turn to face him, a smile beaming on your face despite the fact that youâre still trying to collect yourself. âi have you to keep me company, donât i?â
âwell- yes. i suppose youâre right.â unlike yours, his body is trained and his breathing pattern is calm, allowing him to speak without interruptions even after running. and yet, he still visibly hesitates at your boldness. âbut that still doesnât mean that you should be out here, taking risks.â
âi find it quite the opposite, actually,â you say. âbeing out here keeps me on my toes, thus making me more aware of my surroundings, thus lessening the chance of someone catching me off guard. better yet, who would expect a princess to be running around the castle hallways in the middle of the night? kind of an odd thing to do, donât you think?â
kyojuro sighs deeply at your logic and the way you use it to try and weasel your way out of trouble. pinching the bridge of his nose, his voice sounds slightly exasperated as he says, âjust let me escort you back to your chambers. please.â
âonly if you join me.â
he pauses, dropping his hand back to his side. âwhat?â
he wasnât paying attention, so he didnât notice that youâve used the opportunity to take a step closer; minimizing the distance between yourself and him. standing so close together now, he hesitates once more, unwillingly dragging his gaze across your face, the side of your neck, the naked expanse of your collarbones that now rise and fall in the rhythm of your fast-paced breaths.
thereâs fire burning in your eyes, a flame that draws him in, and your nightgown is a flimsy little thing - not nearly decent enough for a princess to be caught wearing while in the company of her knight, who is obviously⊠an unwed man. it exposes and outlines parts of you heâs never dared think about unless heâs made absolutely sure that the door leading to his bedroom has been sealed shut and that heâs had enough time to process the guilt that follows afterwards.
his stomach does that weird spinny thing.
âi said,â you utter softly, taking that second step that heâs always, always insisted on putting between you, âthat iâd let you escort me only if you join me in my chambers as well.â
you watch, amazed and equally as concerned, as his face begins to heat up. the blush is rapid. it spreads from his cheeks to his ears in lightning speed, reaches down to his neck, before finally disappearing underneath the collar of his shirt.
âi, uhm-â he struggles to get the words out now, foolishly opening and closing his mouth while avoiding eye contact. if it werenât so dark, youâd notice the sheen of sweat thatâs begun showing on his forehead now. âi-â
you lean in closer and he immediately stammers a step back.
âoh, for heavenâs sake,â you grunt, rolling your eyes at him. grabbing his now clammy hand, you tug him along with you as you head towards the grand doors that are situated at the end of the hall. âforget my personal chambers, you prude. letâs try and sneak into the kitchens instead.â
not to fangirl or be weird or anything but shfjshdhshd AGHHHH the way i started kicking my feet when i saw that we became moots; i love your art SO much, the way you draw kyo has me running circles!!!!!!!!!!
Omg thank you so much!! I was actually fangirling over YOU đ«”đŒ because I love your Kyojuro fics!!
Happy to be mutuals and meet another kyo enthusiastâŁïž and if in the future there is a chance, Iâd love to draw a banner art for a fic for you â€ïž :)
thinking about kyojuro not masturbating often because he either doesnât have the time or finds it âshamefulâ or whatever, so instead he gets hard literally from staring at your mouth for too long, or a mere touch to his arm as youâre walking beside him, or the way you lean in to whisper some gossip into his ear that he rarely entertainsâŠ
Whatâs on the menu? Hands, hands!â whatâs on the menu? HANDS! (Please get my reference)
Includes: Sanemi, Kyojuro, Gyomei, Giyuu
Note: Just what I think their hands would be like! Also this is my first time doing this list typa thingy so be nice
Sanemi Shinazugawa // Wind Hashira
â His hands are rough and calloused. Scratchy, in a pleasant way. You can probably smooth the corner of a rough wooden plank with those palms and he wouldnât even feel it.
â Scars decorate his skin but are most prominent on each of his fingers, probably from doing something in the kitchen, and across the back of his hand. He knows that you donât like it whenever he comes home with a new, fresh scar.
â His palms are actually quite big. They are almost as big as your face is, meaning he can hold a lot in them. Your thighs, rear end, cheek, hand in his and whatever else needs holding from time to time.
â Sanemiâs hands are almost always flexed into a fist out of habit. Sometimes heâs not even angry about something, his fists are always ready to punch someone though if needed!
â Heâs still a little shy about handholding. On some days he initiates it because he craves your touch more, but Sanemi almost always wants you to do it first. To feel your hand in his makes him feel safe. Although you both know he could crush someoneâs skull with his thighs alone.
â Sometimes he forgets to keep his strength in check, meaning he grips your wrist too tightly, making you bruise. Whenever that happens, he wants to curl up in a ditch and stay in there for demons to devour him.
â He has many reasons to use his hands, some more obvious like using his katana, but there are also more sweet reasons; patting your head, holding your face, cherish your being and forfeit all his possessions to you (willingly).
â His nails are always chewed off and the skin surrounding them as well to the point that they bled. He is a certified nail-biter and not even out of anxiety but out of lingering habits from when he was suffering from crippling stress and fear. Despite now that things are better, his nail-biting hasnât died down yet.
Kyojuro Rengoku // Flame Hashira
â His hands are a little chubbier and so are his fingers. Kyojuro has plenty of callouses, mostly on the underside of his fingers and knuckles.
â As the rest of his body is, his hands are pleasantly warm but only in his palms for some reason. His fingers are always a little cold and you have to warm them up by cupping them with your hands.
â His palms arenât big but they are big enough to cup both of your (facial!) cheeks in his hands. Itâs almost like a romantic movie scene whenever he does itâ although Kyojuro mostly does this to warm up his own fingers that freeze a little too easily.
â Whenever he uses his hands in any way, you canât help but watch the way his muscles flex all the way in his forearm, how his fingers grip around the sheath of his katana as he stores it away, how he puts his whole body into kneading dough and how his fingers leisurely play with yours whole he watches the sundown.
â Also, he knows that you stare at him whenever he carries buckets from the well to the inside of your bathroom. He finds it funny how fascinated you are with his hands.
â Kyojuro loves your hands as much as you like his. He is fascinated by the size difference between your palms whenever you put them up against each other jokingly. A grin spreads on his face as he interlocks fingers with you after a few moments of looking, pulling your knuckles up to his lips to kiss.
â He is well aware of his strength and knows how to control himself to the fullest. Still, sometimes his grip around your arm as another man approaches gets just a little bit tighter, or how his fingers relax in your hand when you take his hand into yours to inspect for any injuries.
Gyomei Himejima // Stone Hashira
â Itâs obvious that just one of his hands can crush your skull easily. Youâre not keen to find out for sure though.
â His palms are larger than his fingers are long and his hands are almost always fairly cold, mostly thanks to sitting under a waterfall, chanting the matra. Heating him up does nothing for some reason, they always remain cold. Even after sitting in fire for a couple of hours afterwards.
â Surprisingly, Gyomei doesnât have a lot of rough callouses. His hands are incredibly soft, almost as if heâs taking it seriously to keep his skin moisturised and clean. His nails are taken care of too! You could almost swear he had them manicured or something.
â His hands are stubby and his fingers are thicker, the backside of hands are incredibly veiny and they move whenever he flexes his muscles, or really, moves his hands at all.
â This man is a god with massages. You asked him once if he can crack your shoulders to get rid of some stiffness, and now you beg him every evening to work on your back. He obliges happily.
â Because of his blindness, he relies on his other sensed much more, which also includes touch. Gyomei always reaches out to you carefully and gently brushes his fingers over your skin. Over time, he learned how to exactly locate the exact area he wants to touch. His favourite thing to do is to brush the back of his fingers over your cheek, feeling the warmth there.
â He has a couple of scars, but they are minor and barely noticeable. Gyomei doesnât like it too much when you fuss over his past injuries, but he does the exact opposite in return and takes his time to trace over yours, his respect for you and your resilience only growing.
Giyuu Tomioka // Water Hashira
â His fingers are a little more slender than expected, them being slightly longer than his palms. They also arenât the largest hands youâve ever seen but are almost the same size as yours, making them perfect to hold!
â His hands are always a little sweatier and warm on the touch. Youâre not sure if Giyuu is constantly nervous around you and sweats because of that or if heâs just warm. His face doesnât really give it away.
â He has callouses but when his palm brushes over your skin, his touch feels incredibly soft despite them.
â His hands are almost always bruised for some reason, despite not going out on missions or training much lately. Giyuu sometimes accidentally bumps into things and in result bruises very easily, meaning his hands have bruising here and there, maybe some light cuts from his katana.
â To be honest, he is a little insecure about his hands. They are a slightly more on the feminine side when comparing them to Sanemiâs scarred up fists and Gyomeiâs large palms that could create a gust of wind if he waved them around too much. Giyuuâs hands are not like that and sometimes, it gets to him. Itâs stupid and he knows it.
â He is actually really skillfull in a way with his hands. You stare whenever he eats his soba noodles, his fingers flexing slightly as he uses his chopsticks. Itâs nothing interesting, but for some reason, itâs kind of attractive.
â Also, he is really gentle with his hands. You could melt every time he touches you and feel jealous of the kittens he kneels down to pet on the street. Him cupping your face to kiss is probably your favourite way for him to use his hands. His fingers have other great uses, mostly inside the bedroom.
