diggidiggidom asked: i really really love your artworks, they're incredibly amazing :D kudos to you!
Thank you for your kudos:D
Your message is really inspiring XD~
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Working on XFC tarot cards <333
（It’s really hard to decide who should be “The Fool” 0_0
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I was too busy with work stuff to do fanart. But there appeared a question on my ask(http://ask.fm/luminary1412) about the arrangement of charactors if Erik and Charles were in a rock band:3 That was quite interesting.
I thought Charles should be the keyboarder (cuz his short strong fingers really have practised look) and Erik should be the guitarist for he does great job on the metal strings. Alex is the aggressive bass. Hank is the drummer who always plays in perfect time and do wild solo sometimes. And Sean of course, is the vocalist who spans five octaves without any effort~
PS:Rumor has it that the keyboarder and the guitarist are lovers but no one can corroborate it <333
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“What can I compare you to,
When everything looks like you.”
-<Take If From Me>
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It was done several months ago and looks a little weired now_(:з」∠)_ But hope it’s still sweet~
Happy Tuesday XD
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teiteiteiteitei asked: I just love you and your art so much ;______;
Thank you sooooo much >/////< Love u,too 03330
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“What is love?”
-“Love is a touch and yet not a touch.”
“Quiet a good answer, Ororo.”
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Charles must be a great teacher. With patience and charm www
Poetry lesson with someone unexpected<333
For White Valentine’s Day XD
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Quick scribble time www
Charles with a tougue pin <3
GODDAMN. CHARLES WITH PIERCINGS. BULLETPROOF KINK. You lucky boy Erik.
All the blowjob fics now plz
SECONDED PLEASE
My gosh yes please!
OH YES
Erik tore at the fur collar in an attempt to stop himself from tangling his fingers in the boy’s hair and accidentally ripping it all off.
Hardly a boy, Xavier thought at him, and flicked his tongue across the head of Erik’s cock, the metal nub catching delicately on the slit, before he dipped his head down again to take Erik fully into his mouth. Erik choked on a shout as the tongue-stud traced down along his vein, all the way to the base until Xavier stilled, Erik’s prick nudging at the back of his throat. He stayed there for a torturous moment, breathing heavily through his nose, his throat rippling against the sensitive skin of Erik’s cock. His tongue still moved, the stud rubbing the shaft relentlessly. Erik was panting, his stomach tight with arousal, thighs spread as far as the edge of the bed allowed as he tried to accomodate Xavier’s kneeling body.
Erik’s hips gave an involuntary jerk and the boy gagged slightly, shoulders jerking forward as he pulled back halfway, a satisfied sigh escaping him.
You have a lovely cock. The thought wrapped around Erik, greedy and a little arrogant, the “But nothing I can’t handle” not a verbal thought but an insinuation. Erik slid his hands to Xavier’s hair and pushed, thrusting up simultaneously, fucking the boy’s mouth with a steady rhythm. Xavier’s laughter floated through Erik’s head, and as the tongue stud continued to trace patterns on the skin of Erik’s prick, Erik couldn’t help but feel he was being mocked. He couldn’t bring himself to care though, not with Xavier’s mouth at his use, though he couldn’t stop the fleeting thought of who’s using whom here now when Xavier made him cry out, so close to coming, before backing off, leaving Erik hanging.
“Damn you,” Erik hissed, pulling hard at Xavier’s hair, making him moan. “God-damn you and your whore mouth to h- ah!” The boy sucked, hard, pressing his tongue and the round metal stud just beneath the head, and then there were fingers beneath Erik’s balls, pressing hard, insistent. Erik felt a triggering presence in his mind and then he was coming, harder than he could remember, hips jerking up and body coiled tight as he ground his teeth against a guttural moan as he spilled himself down Xavier’s throat.
He slumped backwards on the bed, panting hard, his clothes damp with sweat. Xavier rose from the floor and looked down at Erik with a self-satisfied smirk twisting at his - jesus, red, glistening lips.
“And that, Mr Lehnsherr, is why I feel entitled to price my services so high.”OMG
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