GOD FUCKING BLESS

The only real OTP

legit i’ve seen this many times before but this time it made me smile

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@little-rabbit-art It’s us. 🤣

need me a freak like this

Oddly specific kinds of fanart I am ALWAYS a slut for

1. Stained glass window/church murals of characters

2. In-universe magazine covers

3. Redraws of scenes from canon in the style of a real Netflix show or video game

4. Drawing characters with way cooler outfits than they have in canon for the sake of cool outfits

5. Character design breaking down each layer and piece of a character's outfit

6. Mimicking historical art styles (e.g. vintage posters, Victorian portraits)

7. Sprawling landscape paintings of the setting that you can barely even tell is fanart because its just a beautiful landscape

EXCELLENT addition

there should be no doubt. but just in case...

I see you.

Prompt from @missjiru that I picked up from this post. She is an incredibly talented artist and I can personally attest that her lewds are 🔥🥵🤤(check her profile for the tiniest hint of the possibilities!). Luckily for all of us thirsty people, she accepts commissions.

The Birthday Boy | Five Hargreeves/ F Reader 3.8k words, Rated E

October 1st: the communal birthday. 

Until recent years, bad memories of being ‘the birthday kids’ meant that Five’s siblings liked to celebrate their birthday apart. Since regaining a new sense of themselves as a family, however, October 1st became a family gathering more strictly observed than Christmas or Thanksgiving. 

The routine was a loose one: the afternoon was spent with the entire family at Griddy’s Doughnuts, laughing and, on Five’s part, complaining about how it wasn’t what it used to be. Every year he had the same complaint, and every year he was told not to be a miserable old bastard. After that it was dinner, drinks and a night of karaoke on the town. 

You’d woken Five that morning with a steaming pot of coffee, a lingering kiss and birthday gifts. He’d recently expressed an interest in learning the guitar, so you’d got him lessons, but you privately didn’t hold out much hope for these: you’d seen him try to learn the basics of violin with Viktor once, and he’d lost patience as soon as it became clear he wasn’t going to be an immediate prodigy. You thought the cufflinks and tie pin you got him, however, might have a longer lasting benefit. These, he sported proudly in the bar.

It was lucky the lights were low, Five thought, because Diego was a total mess. He held a beer loosely in one hand and swayed expressively along with the music. It was refreshing to one of the most sober in the group. 

“-And love dares you to change our way ofCaring about ourselves,”

Beside Diego on the stage, taking the part of David Bowie, Five side-eyed him as they sang in unison. He had to admit, despite being this drunk, Diego was really going for it with his Freddie Mercury.

“This is our last dance, This is our last dance,”

Five smirked as Diego stumbled, belched and hit a bum note.

“This is our- Jesus, Diego!” 

Five shook the deluge of spilled beer off his now-soaked jacket 

“Under pressure!” Diego continued, unperturbed, now holding the beer bottle upright again and raising his arm above his head.

“You’re paying for my dry cleaning,” Five said, swiping at his waistcoat before rejoining Diego to sing the last two lines.

“Under pressure, Pressure.”

Five was conscientious in karaoke, as in most things: leaving a song unfinished was bad form in his opinion.

“Idiot,” he grumbled, as the song came to its end.

“It’s my birthday,” slurred Diego, “don’t be an asshat.”

“Don’t remember wishing for a beer-shower when I blew out my candles.” Five grumbled.

He slotted the mic back into its stand, shaking his head and left Diego to his own devices. He stepped off the stage and craned his neck over the other patrons to where he’d left you at the bar. 

“She’s gone to powder her nose,” said Lila, appearing unexpectedly at Five’s side. 

“Right.”

“You look like you’ve pissed yourself,” she said, matter-of-factly.

Five rolled his eyes. Behind him, he sensed Diego’s unsteady gait approaching.

“I’m gonna go clean up. Try to make sure he doesn't end up in a ditch.”

Lila gave a mock salute and Five edged around her, moving in the direction of the men’s room. 

He fixed the spill as best as he could. First dabbing it with folded toilet paper, and then drying the wet patch beneath the hand-drier, earning him stares and the odd smirk from other bathroom users. 

When he at last pushed open the heavy bathroom door, he was greeted by the sound of slightly-distorted piano, drums and electric guitar over the speakers: a tune he vaguely recognized. 

Just as he was about to turn his steps towards the bar, the voice of the singer caught his attention.

“-And they could never tear us apart.”

He smiled, recognising you before his eyes could turn to see you on the stage. When his eyes caught up with his comprehension, they were well rewarded for the effort: he was enthralled immediately. 

You swayed gently from the shoulders, in circular movements back and forth. Effortlessly alluring in that wrap dress he loved on you: the way it skimmed your curves, swelled and dipped in all the right places like a lush range of hills and valleys. It showed just enough smooth skin to make him crazy, and hid just enough to make him anxious to see more. 

He was staring, he knew, but the way your lips moved only an inch before the mic was already giving him ideas. 

You caught his eye, and a glowing smile lit up your face. To be the object of that look was the best gift you’d given him that day. 

In turn, you studied him as you inhaled to sing the next line. There he was, his back and one foot against the wall, leg bend. His arms were folded and his brows raised in interest.

“You, you were standing,”

You maintained eye contact deliberately as you sang it, giving him a cheeky wink for good measure. It let him know that, from your perspective, ‘you’ wasn’t some lyrical archetype, but him. His expression flickered: one corner of his mouth twitched, and his eyebrows quirked, but it was his eyes that made the greatest impression. They fixed you with a brooding, assessing gaze.

You knew perfectly well what was on his mind. You knew that look: it was the one that removed your every inhibition and left you happy for him to do as he pleased with you. With that look, you knew something of what would be in store for you when he got you home. 

“I was there, Two worlds collided”

Klaus appeared at Five’s shoulder. 

“Heavens, you should be using protection rather than eye-fucking her raw.”

“And they could never-” Ever, ever, tear us apart.”

He and Klaus clapped as the music finished, Klaus watching Five with amusement, Five still watching you.

“I’ve got a viagra guy if you need some little blue pills, grandpa?”

Heading over to rejoin you as you stepped down from the stage, Five flashed Klaus his most dangerous smile.

“I’ll be quite alright, thank you.”

As you made your way through the crowd, he came upon you suddenly, stepping out from behind a rowdy group of women.

“Hello,” he said, simply, his hand coming immediately to your lower back- a reassuring and slightly proprietary presence.

Smut below cut

Mon dieu! *fans self* Thank you again so much for taking my prompt and running with it! I really love it! So many sexy details make for such a hot *censored no spoilies* scene! As I mentioned before, your writing inspires me to draw more smutty art, so thank you for that! Also, future collabs, maybe!~

Gush gush, love love, praise praise~

I guess this is more than a scratch track but I think it still needs some tweaking before I upload it on SoundCloud. I loved the original INXS track already but the Paloma Faith version is just *chef's kiss*. So here's my cover! Backing instrumental is a karaoke arrangement. All I did was record and mix the vocals.

This also kinda gives me an idea for a Five fanfic prompt. The whole crew is out for karaoke for whatever reason (wedding, everyone's collective birthday or something) and fem!reader sings this track and Five is mesmerized. They eventually go back home/to the academy. Maybe they are chilling in the bar area. Five asks if she'll sing it again just for him. Burlesque-y, strip tease-y, sexy shenanigans ensue?

This is one of my go to alone-in-the-house karaoke tracks. Nice job!

Thaaaaaaank yoooooou! I actually did this at karaoke for the first time last night and it slaaaaayed!

Omg, you're gonna use my fanfic prompt? I'm so honoured and excited!

I wish rich people went back to keeping artists as pets. Like when you’re wealthy enough you pick a cool weirdo to do regular commissions for you, and if you really want to flex on your peers, you’ve got several.

 And you visit them every once in a while like “hello, I’ve paid for your rent and your tools, have you worked on that commission giant oil painting of me getting sucked off by my political opponent, who is unfortunately still the mayor of this town, like I requested?”

 And your favourite feral art person looks up - mouth full of gravel and completely surrounded by art-related trash like “no, but I designed a helicopter.”

And you’re like “that’s fucking lit, the mayor doesn’t have a helicopter. Please carry on as you have.”

Cheers I’ll drink to that

Ahhhh, thank you, thank you! That's so sweet of you to say! You are talented at your craft as well! Don't ever sell yourself short as an artist! I also kinda want that mug but I already have tooooooo many mugs. I am just loving the juxtaposition of wholesome bonding over smutty daddy Five, lol. It's the best thing ever. Totally made my day as well~ ❤

This is obviously why I write smut: for the wholesome bonding and not because I'm a perv....right? 👀

Oh yea, totally the reason I draw smut too! 😅 The hole some wholesome bondage bonding experiences, lol. Came for the smut, stayed for the friends we made along the way?

That joke was godawful. Love it! 🤣🤣

You draw smut...? Hm....I'll just be heading on over to your profile for....reasons. Friendly reasons, obviously.

Hahaha, thank you and I doooooo! I don't have too much on Tumblr since coming back. I see you already peeped some of my thirsty pieces! I tried getting a Patreon going for spicy lady pin-ups but had trouble getting traction so I paused it. The ones I made are still up on my Gumroad though!

https://linktr.ee/miss.jiru

I love working on smutty things though. Maybe I'll get inspired by something from your fanfics. No promises but who knooooooooows~

Ahhhh, thank you, thank you! That's so sweet of you to say! You are talented at your craft as well! Don't ever sell yourself short as an artist! I also kinda want that mug but I already have tooooooo many mugs. I am just loving the juxtaposition of wholesome bonding over smutty daddy Five, lol. It's the best thing ever. Totally made my day as well~ ❤

This is obviously why I write smut: for the wholesome bonding and not because I'm a perv....right? 👀

Oh yea, totally the reason I draw smut too! 😅 The hole some wholesome bondage bonding experiences, lol. Came for the smut, stayed for the friends we made along the way?

Ahhhh, thank you, thank you! That's so sweet of you to say! You are talented at your craft as well! Don't ever sell yourself short as an artist! I also kinda want that mug but I already have tooooooo many mugs. I am just loving the juxtaposition of wholesome bonding over smutty daddy Five, lol. It's the best thing ever. Totally made my day as well~ ❤

Glaze is out!

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I took my cat to the vet yesterday and the bill was $660 because we had to run some tests on him; we hadn't even gotten the results yet, I ended up having to take him to the emergency vet today. So far I'm out a few thousand dollars and may have to pay a few thousand more if he has to stay longer for recovery.

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