#iv anon

[boiled-ginger-ale]

I have seen and understood your problem (too many asks) and elected to make it worse

-IV

Why are you doing this to me

[boiled-ginger-ale]

you doin ok?

-IV

Yes omg I am so sorry!!!! I got really burnt out and didn’t have the energy to draw so I just stopped posting ;-; I’m feeling better now and I’ll try to start my sketches back up—- thanks for checking in I feel so cared for <3

In the mean time, here’s a few random doodles from class:

[boiled-ginger-ale]

Ooooooh, does the fish boi(?) have a name?

-IV

Ya his name is Blu!!

He’s just a silly lil guy(not actually little)- even though he’s a deep sea mer, he has a really bad habit of coming in close to the shore and has accidentally beached himself more than he’ll ever admit. It’s not his fault humans are so cool!!! Also I made some sketches of him when I was definitely supposed to be learning something about differential equations but math is temporary art is forever

(They’re a little dark, I accidentally smudged the pencil everywhere)

[boiled-ginger-ale]

How did Ben and Rowan meet? Are they roommates?

-IV

Yeah! Rowan ended up in Ben’s house after escaping a sort of tiny trafficking system from a place where tinies are far less accepted as people— the region Ben lives in is the total opposite of that, and the city he lives in actually has like tiny specific communities, but since Ben lives in the really rural part of town, it doesn’t really come to either of their attention before they’re already established friends. Rowan was probably living in the walls for 3-4 months before he got caught, and still took a good while for him to warm up after that first encounter. Now they live as roommates and are basically inseparable.

(Thank u so much for the ask I love talking about worldbuilding and my silly little guys)

[ivmysterynumbers]

"You are a beautiful specimen, Kay. Your slender shoulders glow beautifully in the light." He said, as he continued to slide his hand over your inner thigh, his other arm going over your shoulders. He pressed his forehead to yours, kissing your cheek, and smiling at you. "Do you want me to remove your pants now, or shall I let you hold back that giggle a bit more...?" He moved his hand, and barely graced your crotch.

The heat from her cheeks was practically running up her head and down her neck. In her mind, to try and suppress her laughter was all she wanted to do right now, seeing as how tempting the offer was. 

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He grinned. "It would be my pleasure." He lightly lifts you off your feet, and carries you to your bed, and rests you onto it. Rather than getting intimate immediately, he rested next to her, kissing her collarbone, and her neck, as he slowly and lightly moved his hand up her leg to her inner thigh.

A low, yet pleasant moan rumbled inside her throat, while down by her thigh, she thought that the feeling of his fingers ghostly touching her was ticklish and attempted not to burst out in childish giggles.  

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IV ended the kiss, a small string of your saliva connecting his tongue to yours. He smiled at you, his bloody rose eyes bore hard into your chocolate brown eyes. "Command me. My fanservice is yours to control tonight, love."

She could feel the heat emanate from her cheeks, "I...I couldn't possibly command nor control you..." Standing on her toes that still remained on the ground, she rose to place another little kiss against his lips. "It's wrong to control others..I don't want to force you or anything, IV..You can do whatever you want.."

[ivmysterynumbers]

Calmly, he accepted the second kiss, this one, he slid his tongue into her mouth, darting it to hers, and giving it a motion akin to that of his tongue 'humping' hers. He reached under her leg and pulled it up to his waist, keeping the embrace tight and locked.

Startled slightly, she slowly began to relax and her grip loosened. A low moan arose from her throat as she closed her eyes, taking in the new and pleasant sensation. Her hands lowered and were now resting themselves against his chest.