simple yet strong

anonymous asked:

Manyuu Chifusa

This was a long time coming, huh? Welp, better late than never! Let’s talk about Chifusa, the iconic anime tiddy ninja.

(Yeah, I know she’s a samurai but she’s basically a ninja, alright? Learning secret techniques fro scrolls is so ninja.)

(P.S. Sorry about the linking in advance, Tumblr won’t let some gifs load in because their too big, guess they can handle all the boobage)

Her character design is simple yet strong, nothing too spectacular, but pay attention to her color scheme, red and dark blue with yellow eyes. The visual consistency here is important,using primary colors like this conveys a sense of importance in the story, which befits her title as main character. Other colors present in her design are not eye-catching or flashy, which is good since it keeps her design from coming off a gaudy or too busy. Using red as her komono color was also wise, keeps the attention on her body since red is an eye-catching color. The way her face is framed by her dark blue hair is another nice visual technique, as it brings attention her lighter colored face and yellow eyes. This is a great design to keep the attention on the main important parts of her body within the show’s universe.

Her figure is just a tad plump and well rounded, which is perfect for a character who’s main draw is her breasts. And speaking of her breasts, let’s talk about them, or more specifically, why they work so well at evoking a strong, sexual response where other ecchis and hentais miserably fail.

As i have talked at length before in previous AGCs, it’s not simply about having huge breasts on a character to make them attractive, let along sexual evocative. It’s all about making use of them in evocative ways, not just having these stiff, lifeless animation loops that any softness or bounciness. Ryouka is a great example of this, her breasts are as large as any echhi or hentai girl, but animation used to accentuate them is leagues ahead of what most studios are doing, not to mention instead of fitting them in the classic unrealistic way in her shirt, or revealing cleavage, she has her shirt completely cover her breasts in a natural, realistic way, allow our imaginations to run wild to she them unleashed. Remember kids, it’s not always what we see that is sexy, it’s what we don’t see as well. The human mind is a great tool to have people fill in the blanks or put their own twist on things, especially when you want to nudge them towards something, and that’s just good story telling advice! 

But back to Chifusa, both of these apply to her as well, her breasts are well drawn and animated nicely, and she is often framed in such a way to ignite sexual desires since, and this may be a surprise to some of you, there’s nothing inherently sexual about breasts. Really, they’re just sacks of meat on women’s chests meant to supply to their child and that’s about it. They’re really no different than cow utters, to be quite honest, and if society was just slightly different, they wouldn’t be seen as a big deal, i mean it’s not an unfair thing to say that paizuri is basically rubbing your dick on a cow’s stomach region. That’s why it’s important to really sell the power of breasts, their softness, their bounciness, their smoothness, their firmness, because without that they’re just…there.

Thankfully the people in charge know how to get the mind rolling, take these gifs for examples, they’re just Chifusa’s breast bouncing up and down, but with the right framing it looks like she’s getting the ol’ western cowgirl. We know she’s not of course, but that’s what they’re trying to evoke here.

Or here when all these kids are ganging up on her to suckle her breasts as they once did to their deceased mother. It’s just suckling, but it’s framed as if she’s being gangbanged, especially with the climax at the end.


Or here with the rope(which is a little phallic in in itself) underwater,  mixing breast expansion and expressions to make it seem like she’s getting it from behind…and liking it!

Oh, did I mention there’s breast expansion with her? Because there is. And it is glorious.

Breasts being pressed against tight clothes is a trope as old as, well, big breasts became a mainstream kink! I think it has something to do with the idea of having your member being inbetween them and feeling the tightness and growth around you, or perhaps the idea of shoving yourself so far deep into her chest she can contain the space.

This is all, of course, aided by the fact Chifusa is typically depicted as a more in-charge, in control type character, so seeing her lose that vinner being flustered and succumb to pleasure is especially gratifying.

Thank god Kaede is there to help her do just that, and thank good she’s androgynous enough for use to pretend she’s a guy if we want to. I’ve been requested to talk about the series as a whole as well so expect that soon. If you have a request for anime girls you’d like me to critique, just hit me up with an ask! I also do my own art available here or by looking under the My Art tag on my blog. Commissions are open by the way! In any case, until next time!


Costume Change

Requested on my AO3 account!
Relationsip; Batfam/Reader

I couldn’t find your wattpad account so I was wondering if I could leave a request here? The request being that Batmom decided to get a costume change but she isn’t sure what to pick, so the boys and batdad bombarde her with different opinions of what’s practical or whats more stealthy and what not.


The boys, Jason and Dick, found you staring at your suit and gear that were trapped in a bulletproof glass beside Bruce’s in the cave, chin trapped in your fingers as a hum escaped your pursed lips. They both looked at each other, wondering, what the hell were you doing with a cocked eyebrow.

“Ma, what are you doing?” Jason snapped you out of your train of thoughts.

Noticing their sudden appearance in the cave, you turned your head to the side to look at the two oldest boys. Your fingers slowly let go of your chin so your hand could rest on your hip.

“Thinking.” You answered simply.

“If you’re planning on running away from here, I’m coming with.” The second oldest son spoke again, making you chuckle.

“No, Jay,” you breathed, amused by how could Jason even thought about you running away while you were perfectly happy to be with your family now.

“Yeah, no Jay. If she’s leaving she is going to take the Manor along with her since nobody wants her to leave. Not now, not ever.”

Now they were just being cute without them realizing it, your heart melted and soon you have both arms hooked around their neck pulling them into a small group hug.

“Awe, you guys.” You rub your cheeks against theirs. You could hear Jason groaned half-heartedly while Dick happily accepted your sweet gesture, “I was just thinking about changing my suit.” You finally explained after you stopped uncomfortably rubbing your cheeks and pulled away from the hug.

Before you know it, Dick was practically dragging you further to the cave, sitting you down on the chair in front of the computer while he stood there staring at you as he thought about something. It was probably about the suit and your hunch was right when he suddenly gave you his idea about how your suit should be.

“You need it to be elastic,” Dick suggested.

“No, it needs to be bulletproof and can hold ammo. A lot of it.” Jason walked over to the both of you, sitting on a table near you. “Even bigger ones.”

And here you stupidly thought they wouldn’t argue over it, nope, they did. Though it wasn’t as bad they even got their weapons out of nowhere. It was just a simple arguing.

Until Damian decided to come in.

“It needs to be stealthy and can protect her from any cuts and bruises at all costs.” He stated, standing beside you as he stared up at his older brothers. “And I want it to look like mine.”

Jason snorted, “That ridiculous costume of yours? She would’ve looked hilarious than intimidating.”

Damian clicked his tongue irritatedly as his brows furrowed, glaring up at him. “At least I use pants instead of a green underwear.” He sneered.

There you have it, another show of your boys fighting making you sigh.

You were used to this yes, but it doesn’t mean that you could handle their loud bickering every time they met and you didn’t have the heart to scream at them either. All you could do was to scold them, you loved them too much to even punch them. Not even when you trained them, you tried your best to just hit them lightly.

Tim soon came down along with Bruce, you assumed their little conversation about upgrading the bat computer was over. They both sent you a questioning look about what happened and you shrugged as a reply.

No way, you were not going to make the fight worse by telling them that you wanted to change your suit. Too bad, you guess it, but one of the just had to ask about what happened.

“You want to change your suit?” Bruce looked at you, while you huffed as you nodded.

“Yeah, a little bit of change won’t hurt right?”

“Oh, make it simple and light, it will help you move faster,” Tim suggested.

“I just said that.” Damian scoffed.

There it goes again, though Bruce only stared and voice his opinion once or twice. You sighed again, you didn’t think it would be this messy.

You were so caught up in your own world you didn’t notice they had their eyes on you, asking you to pick one of their suggestions for your suit. Meanwhile, you stared back, you couldn’t decide you had to admit that their ideas were unique in their own ways and how they made sense why they needed to be applied for your soon-to-be suit.

“Mrs. Wayne, if I may suggest, why don’t you combine their suggestions?” Alfred carefully placed a cup of tea for you to relief your tense mind, “make it simple, yet strong to protect you from bullets and swords, stealthy and elastic. More importantly, not revealing.”

Alfred was right, why didn’t you think of that?

You face palmed, making your way to Alfred before taking his calloused hands, that showed how hard he had worked for the family, in yours. “Thank you, Alfred, if you aren’t here I probably would be stuck with this.”

“It is my job to help Mrs. Wayne.”

Turning around, you flashed them a smile. A hand already holding a paper and a pen, “now can you guys repeat your ideas for me?”

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hufflebee  asked:

a very vague prompt, but still a great concept: malec + forehead kisses

Thank you francy!! Hope you like it ♥

If music be the food of love, play on. ( – Shakespeare)

It were the little things that changed after their big confession.

There was no sudden shift, no world that was turned on its axis. The revelation did not arrive violently, did not change their relationship in an irrevocable way.

Still with abrupt realisation came a budding awareness of his feelings that Alec had not been granted before.
Love seeped into every word, every touch, every kiss that they shared. And though it has always been there, in a way that Alec has come to see, being able to put a word to the warmth that spread through his chest whenever he thought of the man he loved was a soft relief. Taking his hand and guiding his heart into the right direction, it had led him right where he belonged. It was funny, he thought, that it took him so long to understand when the feeling could not be any clearer to him now.

And even while leaning on the kitchen counter, watching Magnus cook, he could not keep that thought out of his mind.

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Oath | Ch.26 | Jungkook

Genre: Angst | Mafia!AU

Members: Jungkook | You/Reader | Yoongi | Taehyung | Namjoon | Hoseok | Jin | Jimin |

Summary: What if one day everything you ever wanted is taken away and your whole world comes crushing down? If you were to forget today, who would you be tomorrow?

Originally posted by berry852

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Word count: 3,891

Far away from the curious eyes of the by-standers in the lobby, you were now protected by the walls of Taehyung’s VIP apartment adorned with paintings, each giving the feeling that it would hold enough value to keep you jobless and well fed for at least half of your lifetime. You didn’t pay much attention to the details that made this place the last time you were here. And for good reasons. But now avoiding Taehyung’s eyes made for the perfect opportunity to appreciate this place in its full glory. The walls were made of marble, some white, some black, the floor of a deep, shiny black that seemed to pull you in. It gave the feeling of an art museum rather than that of a place to crash. Everything was made of clean cuts, simple yet fancy, giving off strong masculine vibes.

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L a v e n d e r N i g h t [M]

Pairing: reader x namjoon

Series: 7 NIGHTS  << Jin | Yoongi | Hoseok | Namjoon | Jimin | Taehyung | Jungkook >>

Genre: vampire!au, smut, light fluff

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: filthy, filthy smut + daddy kink

Summary: Lavender most commonly symbolizes love, devotion and purity. Being hypnotized by their simple color yet strong meaning drew you to the bridge hidden deep within the woods. Maybe that’s what drew you to him.

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Coincidence, you said??

Hey there, I’m back with another rant (rambling, whatever I don’t care) this time on a panel of VnC, that probably made many a heart flutter.

I’m talking about this panel from Memoir 14:

This post will contain spoilers for VnC so far and Pandora Hearts. Turn away now, you have been warned. It’s also gonna be long as fuck…

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Lost - Chapter 5

AUTHOR: Peskipixi
GENRE: Romance / Drama
FIC SUMMARY: OFC Joanne discovers a mysterious stranger that is in need of her help, and takes him home to look after him. But who is this beautiful black-haired angel? Where did he come from, and why did he materialise in her life and turned her world upside down?

RATING: Mature (for profanity and most probably smut later)
WARNINGS: None at the moment. Possible (or make that probable) smut later.

Author’s Notes – please read: SNEAK ATTACK! Here! *Throws chapter 5 violently at you* I’m probably going to be scarce for a while, so here’s a little sumfin so you don’t miss me too much! Remember to like, reblog and comment so I think you like me. *grins*

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Chapter 5

Jo, having given up on sleep, was leaning against the kitchen counter, a hot mug of coffee clutched in both hands, revelling in the warmth. She was deep in thought, thinking obviously about her little problem, or make it a rather tall problem, currently fast asleep in her guest room. Loki. She rolled the word around in her head, tasting it from all angles, worrying at it, as if it’s going to make any difference. 

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Heartache doesn’t last forever / I’ll say I’m fine / Midnight, ain’t no time for laughing / when you say goodbye.

“I’m fine,” he’d tell you. You’d smile gently at your best friend. “I’m sorry,” you’d say softly. “So sorry, I know how much…” you’d sigh as you placed a blanket over him and you’d hand him his tea. “I know how much she meant to you,” you’d whisper. He’d smile weakly at you. “Thanks,” he’d mumble. The break up was so raw and sore. He’d been faking he was fine all day. In front of you, he’d still try to pretend, but it didn’t matter. He didn’t care as much. So when he saw you, he did. He broke down and sobbed into your neck and you had held him, and rubbed his back. You put on Toy Story. “I’m gonna make dinner now, alright?” You’d ask. He’d shake his head. “I’m not hungry.” “One, you need to eat. Two, I am hungry,” he’d nod and smile at you so weakly it made your stomach ache. Your poor Liam. You’d know that you weren’t anything more than a friend to him. You’d known that for a very long time. But that didn’t stop you from falling for the beautiful, sweet boy. You’d been in love with him for so long since grade school at least. But you’d know that he didn’t deserve you. He was so special and wonderful and you were just his best friend. And he never put you down, in his eyes, you were the most special person in the world. He’d love you, but not in a romantic way, not in a family way, and maybe not even in a friend way. He’d just know that he loved you for being the person you were and everything you stood for. He’d answer the phone call from Niall. Niall was so worried about his friend but he’d know you were taking good care of Liam because you loved him; Niall would see that clearly. He’d feel bad watching you love Liam so unconditionally as Liam was oblivious to how much you’d adore him. “How you doing, buddy?” Niall would ask him. “Fine,” he’d mumble again, reflexively. “She’s making me food…she got me tea…and snuggly blankets…and Toy Story.” “I’d be fine too if I had special treatment like that,” he’d chuckle. “Hmm?” Liam would hum in confusion. “You do know that she’s in love with you, right?” He’d ask with a knowing tone in his voice. “She would do anything for you,” he’d tell Liam. “I guarantee she’s more upset than you are because you’re simply sad and she hates when you’re sad,” he’d explain. “How do you know?” Liam would ask as he glanced at you toward the kitchen making him your best pasta dish (that he loved). “I have eyes,” Niall would tell him. “She adores you. Oh my God, you should hear her talk about you,” he’d snicker. “She was telling my mum how she knew you and Jesus Christ, Liam. You put the fish in the sea for her.” Liam would blush and suddenly recall everything, every tiny little thing you’d ever done for him. He took you for granted. Wow. You did everything you could to make him happy. You never seemed clingy, obsessive, or anything like that…he didn’t know you were in love with him, but then he’d realize it, and it was so obvious because every single thing you’d done for him was out of pure love and he’d been so stupid to miss it. He’d hang up with Niall and the two of you would eat pasta with homemade Alfredo sauce and homemade garlic bread along with salad as you watched Toy Story. Once you were cleaned up and finished with Toy Story 2, you were dozing off for Toy Story 3. “Love?” Liam would ask. “Yeah?” You’d answer. “Thank you,” he’d whisper softly. “Of course, I’m glad you’re feeling better,” you’d say sweetly and now he heard the emotion and compassion behind your words. It was so simple yet so strong and meaningful. How did he miss it? You’d sigh softly as the clock on the wall hit midnight. “I’m gonna go to bed, you can finish up here, and sleep wherever you want,” you’d tell him. “Night, Li,” you’d kiss his forehead and head to your room. He’d continue watching Toy Story just at the part where Andy tells Bonnie how loyal Woody is and he’d realize he couldn’t take it. You were his everything. That love he felt for you all along was unconditional, natural and effortless. He should have known. And now that he did, he’d feel like a jerk for letting you be alone all along while he was with a girl that clearly didn’t appreciate him as much as you did. He’d be so worried it was to late. So he’d sneak into your room and gently lie beside you. “Yes?” You’d ask sleepily. “I love you,” he’d whisper. “I love you too,” you’d grumble “No,” he’d sigh heavily. “Sweetheart, I love you the way you love me,” you’d tell him. Your eyes would snap open, an embarrassed blush painting your cheeks. “I don’t–” “Don’t lie to me, I can tell when you’re lying. Apparently I can’t tell when you’re pretending,” he’d stare into the most steady and loyal eyes he had looked at all his life, but never really saw. “You’ve been in love with me forever…how did…how did you survive that? I’ve been so sad and it’s only been a few hours.” “Heartbreak doesn’t last forever,” you’d murmur to him. “Just stings for a bit. And maybe it’s always there, but it’s…it’s a nice reminder that love is real sometimes. That it has happened,” you’d whisper quietly reliving the moments when you felt the intensity of being in love but it never being reciprocated by that person. His heart would ache for you, he would no longer feel sad about his ex. He would be more worried that he hurt you. “You love me?” You’d ask incredulously “Yes,” Liam would nod quickly. “And I’m an idiot,” he’d say knowingly your face. You’d blush. “I love you too Liam.” “I know baby,” he’d kiss your forehead. “You’re perfect,” he’d kiss your nose and then brush his lips up against yours.


Black Sails meme: [2/5] relationships
  ↳ Eleanor and Richard 

“I was focused on the work and I saw no future in which a daughter would have a meaningful part in that. But, Eleanor, look how wrong I was. Look at what you’ve accomplished here. Pirate crews repurposed as merchant shippers and showing profits. You have proved the conceit possible. You are making real what was for decades a fantasy. The idea that this place can be transformed, made profitable, redeemed from within and on its own terms? You are doing this without any help from me, nor from Whitehall, nor from anyone in London at all. It is entirely of your own making. And it is miraculous.
One day, years from now, someone in London will sit down, light his pipe and tell his children of the unlikely success story that was Nassau. And he will say it all began with a woman who decided to make it so. You have proven me so very wrong. And I could not be prouder of you for it.”