#(until next time)

[novosev]

some more Grigore sketchies

[5cor1u77]

Robby knew Dennis was taking his and Jack's boxers.

Robby also knew Dennis has some sort of a scent kink, because Jack caught the boy jerking off while smooshing Robby's brief into his face once (poor thing thought he was being sneaky).

He and Jack haven't told Dennis that they know (or that they didn't mind) yet, given that he was acting like a pervert stealing his boyfriends' underwear to pleasure himself. But that's ok, they would let the man come to them when he's ready (though Jack was getting impatient to explore this further with their boy).

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Which made it very awkward when he was woken up from his slumber hearing faint groans from Dennis and feeling rapid, hot breaths against his crotch. It seemed Jack has hogged the shower when they both got back from their run (it disgusted Robby, them deciding to be responsible adults and tried to stay fit during the summer's heat, meanwhile Robby was sweating his 50-year old balls off on the bed, refusing to disturb his own weekends' beauty sleep-in). It also seemed like Dennis has decided to put his time waiting into good use.

The light pressure reminded him of his Bubbè’s retriever, her wet nose rapidly poking his open palm that he offered in greetings, sniffing for strange smells or most likely for treats, it always tickled him whenever she does it.

But this was not his grandmother’s dog, may God rests both of their souls, and the feelings of Dennis giving Robby's sacks light peppering kisses with the tip of his nose was making his cock rapidly swelling.

Muffled groans turned into soft whimpers when the rapid sniffing moved toward his taint. But Dennis never fully pressed his nose in, like he was afraid to wake Robby up.

The tingly feelings down there were intensifying and Robby was getting light-headed. God, he needed more, he didn’t even know why he was still pretending to be asleep (not that the boy seemed to notice his shaky breathings, too focused on engraving Robby’s sweaty scent into his brain). So he rolled his hip ever so slightly upward, desperate to feel more against his almost-full erection.

Dennis nearly squeaked when he got his face full of Robby’s groin, and he instinctively gasped, trying to taste and inhale as much of the older man’s smell as he can through his nose and mouth. He’s already spilled into his fist a few minutes ago, but the scent of man, man, man, kept him pinned between Robby’s legs. But eventually, Dennis regretfully detached himself from heaven and silently slinked away to get a move on with the laundry before he actually startles Robby awake or have Jack walking in on them.

Robby waited until Dennis left the room then grabbed his neglected junk to finish the job. Fuck, he’s going to make that boy pay for leaving him blue-balled like this, as if he didn’t pretend to be asleep the whole time, enjoying Dennis’ attempts to be quiet, feeding on the boy’s guilty pleasures.

Then he saw a glint of silver hair peeking out of the bathroom door.

Jack was frozen there, eyes trained on him mid-jerking off, pupils blown wide. How long did he stand there for? Then Jack stalked closer, knelt on the bed, throw his walking canes to somewhere near and pounced.

“Never did anything by half, that kid”, Jack huffed, his hand roughly palmed Robby’s aching cock, making him hiss and drawing him closer to the finish line. “I thought he would have went for your pits first, but i guess a boy is always desperate to see what a real man smelled like”, Jack cooed, his grip tightening, a toothy grin started to form on his face when Robby started to pant. “You think he would have licked them if i told him to, Mikey?”, and Robby was gone.

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Dennis wondered why have his boyfriends been sleeping without clothes lately. And why was Jack sleeping buck naked while Robby slept only with his pants off.

Robby said it’s because he runs hot during the night, Jack said it was just a yoga thing.

[mehrfh]

Some thoughts, until next time!

It will be a while before I come back to Tumblr but I should be thankful to that Instagram reel of Jinmao that introduced me to this masterclass in storytelling....I devoured the source material and loved everything about the anime...As the second season wraps up with end of an important arc and end of certain characters we will either not see for the foreseeable future or will be relegated to the periphery, next few arcs are about some new characters and some of the characters in two seasons getting more screen space than they had (read Lahan and Rikuson)....I had some thoughts and I am going to share them until next time, this will be kind of my last long post for now...

Friendship, Betrayal, Uncertainty and Fate's gamble...

For me, despite the clamour of last few episodes, these bonds meant friendship and I will be leaving thoughts accordingly... And I will not try to make it about Shisui only (I have spoken enough on her)....These two were MaoMao's some of the most precious of bonds...Shisui and Xiaolan gave MaoMao space to be herself without any obstacle of her upsetting a superior, she did not have to care about her station in front of these two... Moreover, they accepted her for her talents and quirks...They were truly precious, safe and non-judgmental like a friendship is supposed to be....So the hurt was piercing when it all came crashing down....

A friend's betrayal and another friend's loss cut a soul like MaoMao deep because the love was deep... Xiaolan and Shisui had made MaoMao realise she had a support system to rely on and they were in this together, for such bonds to meet such uncertain ends where MaoMao is not even sure if she will ever see them again (Shisui because we know and Xiaolan given she never knows the address of where she went)...Fate was cruel to these three, more so for Shisui, as she was pushed to the brink...I hope their innocent revelries had not met such a twisted end...

Kindness as an Eternal Principle

I cannot put in words how much this scene moved me...Jinshi, for me showed a glimpse of a really noble ruler knowing his subjects too well, given the way he gently broke news of children surviving to Suirei...And Suirei, my precious one, suffered like hell and to see her finally getting some good news was such a moving and relieving scene...To know that she was initially represented as a cold-cutting character, her unraveling as an abuse victim and her beautiful bond with Shisui was so deeply moving.....I love how one main thing common between Jinshi and MaoMao remains their kindness for other people 's suffering...The way it makes them understand even most dangerous of people (narratively speaking)...This moment is perfect encapsulation of Jinshi's kindness as he is literally dealing with a former assassin who made a very dangerous attempt on his life and was involved in various other fatal incidents at the rear palace! There is a reason I put him on a pedestal!

:)

Love as Poetry in War and Peace...

You would think Love is not there, you may bite, argue, apply vague and poorly defined filters and parameters, call people on their side every kind of name but no matter what you do or say, some stories are bound by Poetry of their time...Kind of Love that doesn't betray you at the altar of politics, kind of Love where reverence by someone is like getting a second chance at living... Love that is whispered in the air, it straddles in subtle moments...Love that grows, and fulfills... It doesn't need noise, or fireworks, to register....Love that nurtures and waits for other with incredible patience...Love that becomes yearning, angst and even anger but not betrayal, never betrayal...

Love as Reverence, as Poetry, Love as between Moon and Earth...

Bereave the Past

But Future is smiling!

Lastly, What is the Cost of Politics?

Everything....

[lizaisdrawing]

Meeting the gang (so far) 🪞

I came to the realization that I may have forgotten to say that the gang does not puppeteer the puppets! Wallace puppeteers Wally but the others work in their own respective departments on the show. Though he wouldn’t be against letting them if they want to.

It’s no secret that Wallace takes inspiration from his loved ones.

[weyport]

Nanago Fest Day 2 - "Long Train Ride."

This is the last piece I am posting for the fest, and out of all of them I like this one the most. It captures my nostalgia for the series, and the sense of a long journey, winding into a future end.

I had a lot of fun participating, and I hope to keep creating in this fandom for a long time yet.

[theangelboomer]

BrumisWeek Day 1 : First kiss !

[mellow-daydreams]

Probably not the update people been waiting for but i needed to doodle God of Death Andrew and God of Life Aaron before i shared anything else...

from my previous post about Cultist Neil and God of Death Andrew, we have here the Twinyards.

Andrew, as the God of Death, is skeletal. Almost completely. To hide the decaying part of his body, he wears a heavy cloak around his neck and iron armor (or something I dunno clothes aren't my strong suit). He's been decaying slowly for most of his existence, an any exposed bone of his drains the life of humans he touches with said bone. SO most of his body is deadly. He still has most of his neck and his entire head intact, as well as parts of his lower half, but his torso, arms, and hands are just bones. Hmmmm wonder how that will work?

To keep up the skeleton appearance of death, he has on half of a skull (that isn't from any real creature or human, he crafted it himself to look scary lol) that followers/worshippers of him also have simple versions of to wear during rituals to him (he thinks it's stupid they do that but he won't remove his own mask to make them stop). His cloak also has a heavy hood, but if he's not wearing it (since it gets caught on his crown of thorns sometimes lmao) he also paints around his eyes in black for a shadowy look.

Meanwhile, Aaron as God of Life is bright and showy with his antlers (that Andrew could grow too, but they look like ram horns when he does and he doesn't like how they twist in on him) and moss and leaves and flowers all over. Animals like to follow him around, much to his annoyance, but his beautiful wife thinks they're cute and truthfully he loves the animals too. (Also no, I don't know who or what Katelyn is yet, just know he loves her in this universe too). Aaron is capable of healing anything with a touch; sometimes the worst off someone is the long he needs to keep his hand on them, but he's almost always willing to help.

For clothes, like I said with Andrew, I'm not that into designs (if it didn't matter, everyone would wear the same plain t-shirt and jeans lmao) so all I came up with was a cloak with leaves/foliage, a nice jacket/maybe blazer? underneath, and for his armor to mirror Andrew's, twisted together wood/branches/roots like a tree, but shaped to protect him or whatever lol I dunno I'll figure it out.

Despite being bright and showy, Aaron is just as much of a sourpuss as he is in canon, and it's possibly because the only thing he can't heal is Andrew's decaying. Also the cultists are annoying, what exactly are they after? Immortality? Not even a God is truly immortal in this world, they're just powerful in ways humans can't imagine.

That cultist Andrew's been hovering around doesn't seem so bad, but Aaron still hates the disrespectful way he's been spoken to by that idiot (and okay, maybe it's refreshing, but seriously Andrew? Him?)

[mullermilkshake]

It's with a heavy heart to announce that I will no longer be posting here on Tumblr. I will be posting solely on ao3 going forward. That includes all existing unfinished fics I have posted on here, there will be no further updates on this platform.

I've enjoyed my time on here, and I thank all 2k of you who have followed me, left comments and kind words. However, I'm done now.

I'm tired. I'm tired of trying when I just want to be vibing. I've come to the realisation that I'm not really enjoying writing as much as I did and it's slowed significantly. So I'm removing one thing and sticking to what made me fall in love with writing in the first place. I might come back, but I doubt I ever will.

I'll still post on my side blog from time to time, but I imagine I'll stop with that one once my long fic is finished.

Though, I will keep all my posts up here so anyone can still read what I've posted, there's ao3 links to the specific fics on most posts I have made.

Thank you to all the mutuals I've made and had the fortune to meet and connect with, I adore all of you.

This isn't goodbye, it's just until next time <3