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AnonymousGiulianna B——(name blocking for reasons (: ) Reis A——— (another name blocking for reasons. Sorry anon xD )
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I love the art and the style and the costumes of this picture but I really resent the way the female characters are posed as opposed to the male characters. Fiona, PB and Marceline are all posed in ways to show off the arch in their backs, their hips and breasts (and Marceline’s thigh), and the Fire Prince is just sitting in profile while the Princess is facing the viewer with more demure expression turned to the viewer. In fact, the expression on all of their faces are a bit gender segregated too. Finn is facing the side and Fiona is facing the viewer, Prince Bubblegum and Marshal Lee are facing each other and it looks like they’re talking whereas Princess Fiona and Marecline aren’t even looking at each other (well, their breasts are) and it appears Princess Bublegum is even blushing for some reason?
This is really sad. The art is so amazing but it’s just really hard to appreciate it.
I usually don’t reblog stuff like this, but I really want to point out some shit. I’m not the best at typing my thoughts… so i’m gonna number off some things i guess… instead… I really don’t want anyone to resent this picture, i feel like maybe if i explain some stuff… you’ll resent it less? maybe? you don’t have to appreciate the drawing, but maybe you’ll find different reasons to resent it… other than the ones you listed…
1. a few of the dudes are ALSO arching their backs. one of the girls is not. the reason i kinda posed the girls like this was to attach visible bows to them, so i could put the ribbon trails everywhere. I could have probably posed the dudes in the same exact way, but that would make me feel lazy, and the drawing would be maybe kinda boring.
2. they’re not “showing off their breasts”. they just… kinda have them. i don’t know, should i have posed them like… back view or something?
3. I drew marceline’s leg because i wanted to show that her tights were the same ones from the henchman episode. also wanted to put more red in the composition with the boots.
4. your profile verses 3/4 face statement… i wanted fionna and cake to be looking at each other, i wanted finn to be looking away while jake was sneaking treats from gumball… I don’t really understand the problem with this… i’m probably just an idiot. I always feel a more “demure” look is when someone is facing away from the viewer, but who knows.
5. Gumball and Marshall Lee are interacting because gumball engineered up some red fruits (red lemons, red peaches, red bananas) for him to eat.
6. pb and marceline aren’t looking at each other because marceline is looking at fire princess who is looking at marcy’s ghost buds (who are blocking marceline from the firelight… but i guess that doesn’t make sense… can ghostly figures block out light? shit… shit!)
7. PB is blushing because whatever is in her beaker is emitting gas and that’s just kinda embarrassing
8. huh…. i guess their boobs are kinda pointing at each other… i didn’t notice that. you’ve got a dirty, dirty mind ;V
I don’t hate ladies. I mean, I AM a lady. kinda. I’m like… haha i’m eating pizza and typing and getting pizza sauce all over my keyboard… maybe i’m not even human
this post is here to remind everybody that “gråtrunka” is the swedish word for “crying while masturbating”
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You and the stranger both like Ukus, and Usuk.
Stranger: -England, quietly asleep on the couch-
You: America had just arrived in the UK and wished to do his boyfriend a little surprise visit. He opened the door quietly with his key and entered, closing it tight.
Stranger: -moves slightly, but doesn't quite wake up-
You: With the sight of him asleep, he smiles softly and decides to not make noise....Mission that he failed utterly because he tripped on his shoelaces and fell on the floor with his bag.
Stranger: Hmm..? -eyes slowly open, and he sees America sprawled out on the floor-
You: Faceplanted, he noticed he woke England up and startled, blushed. "Aaaah Arthur I'm so sorry...."
Stranger: -yawns and sits up- Luckily for you, I'm too tired to be mad.. Actually, I'm quite happy to see you here.
You: "Really? That's great~" He smiled and sat up, fixing his hair.
Stranger: -faintly blushes- Yes, I suppose it is.. -moves over to one side of the couch, making room for him on the other side-
You: he walked over to the couch and sat next to England, smiling.
Stranger: -leans against America, resting his head on the other's shoulder- It's so nice to see you again, Alfred..
You: "I'm glad you like the surprise~" He chuckles, ruffling his hair.
Stranger: -puts his arms around America's neck, giving him a soft kiss- But of course. I'm always so delighted when I can see you, love.
You: He smiles and turns a bit, leaning so he can lie down on the sofa with England above him. "Me too."
Stranger: So what have you been up to while you were away? I didn't get to contact you as much as I would've liked..
You: "Busy lately babe." He sighs, closing his eyes. "Lots of paperwork."
Stranger: -rests his head on America's chest- Same for me.. plus Sealand keeps constantly coming over to annoy me about trivial matters.
You: He silently nods. "But I missed you so as soon as I got a break, took the first plane here."
Stranger: -smiles cheerfully- That's so kind of you, United States. Maybe you're not quite the entire self-centered git I had thought you were. -laughs to himself- I'm kidding, of course.
You: He glared at him. "So rude."
Stranger: What? I said I was kidding.
You: He smiles. "Yes yes." He kisses his forehead and looks into his eyes with sleepy eyes.
Stranger: -kisses him back and runs his fingers through America's hair- Are you tired too, lad?
You: "A little bit." He yawns. "A long flight."
Stranger: Ah, I see.. -gives him another kiss before cuddling against him once more-
You: "Why? I know I woke you up, but well..."
Stranger: But what..?
You: "Nothing." He closed his eyes.
Stranger: Hm. Alright.. -also closes his eyes and tries to get back to sleep-
You: He quickly falls asleep.
Stranger: -contently sighs before slowly drifting off to sleep-
You: After a few hours, America is still asleep, sighing softly.
Stranger: -England occasionally mumbles random nonsense about his magical friends in his sleep, and loosely holds onto the back of America's shirt-
You: "England...." He murmurs on his sleep softy.
Stranger: Mmn.. -nuzzles his face against Alfred's chest-
You: "Please England....Noo...." He keeps mumbling.
Stranger: W.. what...? -his eyes slowly flutter open as America continues talking in his sleep-
You: "D-don't...leave me....." He is crying but still asleep. "F-france does not deserve you....P-please...."
Stranger: -lays there staring at him with a shocked expression- Why would he be dreaming about..
You: "No....Please....I loved you since you came back the first time to my lands.....France never really...No..."
Stranger: -tears start forming at the corners of his eyes, and he attempts to blink them away- America.. I'd never leave you, I promise.. you're my one and only hero..
You: "P-please!" The tears roll down, he could not listen to England. "I beg you!"
Stranger: -gently strokes his hair and kisses him on the cheeks- Shh.. America.. please, it's okay..
You: "I love you....Don't lea--" He wakes up, his eyes filled with tears. "Don't....Arthur...?"
Stranger: -wipes some of the tears off America's face- Love.. were you having a bad dream?
You: "Yes...." He blushes, looking down.
Stranger: It's okay, there's no need to be embarrassed. I just want you to know I'll always be here. I love /you/, Alfred.
You: He looks up and smiles softly. "I....I love you too. Only you."
Stranger: -grins back at him- You're my hero. I'd never leave for anyone else..
Stranger: ((Sorry, I have to go. ;__; It was very awesome having this rp with you.))
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You and the stranger both like usuk.
You: America sighed. He was missing England too much. They haven't seen each other in weeks. As he entered the shower, he sang to Queen's "Don't Stop me Now", thinking he was alone.
Stranger: England sneaked into Alfred's house quietly, planning to surprise him with his visit, since they hadn't been able to see each other in a while. He got inside and padded quickly up the stairs, stopping outside the bathroom when he heard the shower running.
You: "And the world...is turning inside out....I'm floating around in ecstasy so Don't. Stop. Me. Now~" He sang softly stepping on th shower, sighing as the hot water hit his body.
Stranger: England blushed faintly as he heard America sing; he's always been rather fond of the blonde's voice. Slowly, he opened the door, hesitating outside, unsure if he should go in or just wait for America to finish.
You: "Defying the laws of the gravity~" He hadn't noticed him there and just kept singing under the hot shower. "Oh Iggy." He sighed. "I really miss you old man of great music."
Stranger: England scowled. "I'm not old!" he called out, more our of habit than anything else. His eyes widened and he clapped a hand over his mouth quickly, realising that he had said that out loud.
You: He blinked and glanced to the door, but there was so much fog in the glass of the shower he couldn't see anything, beside he was without his Texas. "......What the hell? I must be imagining stuff." He shook his head and poured shampoo on his hair.
Stranger: "You're not imagining anything, you idiot..." he mumbled, shifting on the spot and still not sure of whether to go in or not.
You: "Hmm...." He washed away the foam and bubbles and put conditioner.
Stranger: England glared at the glass, barely able to see America's silhouette. "Are you ignoring me, you tosser?"
You: He blinked and turned off the water. He chuckled. "I'm not having a fantasy, am I?" He turned and looked to England, opening the door glass. And his naked body looked beautiful wet, blue eyes sparkling.
Stranger: England squeaked in surprise when America stepped out, turning around and blushing horribly, sputtering out apologies for not having gone downstairs to wait like a proper gentleman.
You: He chuckled. "Come on. As if you haven't seen me in this state yet." He didn't even bother to dry up or get dressed, he hugged England. "I missed you so much Artie~"
Stranger: England allowed himself to be swept up in the hug. "I... I missed you, too, stupid..." He hugged back, pulling back quickly when his own clothes began to get soaked through by the water still clinging to Alfred.
You: "Oops. I guess you should get rid of them babe." He grinned and tugged on one of his shirt's sleeves.
Stranger: "G-get rid of them...?" England blushed harder, though he didn't pull his sleeve back from America's grasp.
You: "Of course. If you stay wet like that you may catch a cold." He procceded to strip his lover, unbottoning the shirt. "Come on~"
Stranger: He blinked, uncomprehending of what was going on for a moment before sighing and allowing America to finish unbuttoning the shirt. "...Al?"
You: "Yes?" He took it off, neatling placing over his clothes.
Stranger: "...I missed you, stupid," he said, shivering lightly as his shirt was removed.
You: He laughed and smiled. "I missed you more cranky old man." He placed a kiss on his bare chest, letting go of him. "Much better. You can borrow a shirt of mine if you want, you always look cute on them~" He winked and walked off to dry himself with a towel and get dressed.
Stranger: Arthur blushed and scowled again. "I am not cute! Nor am I old, you idiot. You're just... stupid," he said and went off to America's bedroom to go borrow one of the larger male's shirts.
You: "Yea yea sure." He appeared wearing only pants, completely dry. "I'm happy to see you~"
Stranger: England dug around the closet, finding an old American flag shirt and slipping into it, tugging the hem where it covers to mid-thigh. "You had better be. I /did/ come all this way just to see you, after all."
You: He lifts him up with a hug, smiling. "I'm happy. So you get to choose what are we gonna do."
Stranger: He hugs him back around the neck and gives him a small kiss on the nose. "To be honest, I'd really much rather not go anywhere. I'm..." breaks off to yawn widely, pressing it into America's shoulder, "...rather tired."
You: "Well then." He moves backwards to his bed and falls on it, England over him. "We can just spend time together here."
Stranger: He falls across America's chest with a small 'oof' and looks up at the other. "That sounds... lovely," he said, smiling sleepily and curling up a little on his chest.
You: He smalls sweetly and moves so both can lie down comfortably on the bed. He lets Arthur slip from his arms and land on comfortable sheets and pillows.
Stranger: Arthur turns onto his side, pressing himself up against the American's side and sighing contently.
You: He smiled and ruffled England's hair. "Artie?"
Stranger: He shifted slightly against him, blinking up at him with sleepy green eyes. "...What is it?"
You: "I love you."
Stranger: "..." He buries his face in America's shoulder, breath hitching in his throat. "I... I love you, too..." he mumbled into the bare skin, barely audible except to America since he was right there.
You: He smiles and presses a kiss to England's neck.
Stranger: He tilts his head slightly, making access to his neck easier in case America would keep going.
You: Being allowed, he moved his mouth down, kissing every inch.
Stranger: He gave a small moan despite himself, blushing darkly and hiding his face once more in the America's skin.
You: He chuckles. "You like that~" He licked back up, enjoying the moans.
Stranger: England tried to glare indignantly at the other blonde, but the effect was lost in the blush on his face.
You: "See. You do." He grinned. "And don't be stubborn babe. I was thinking that, if you get in the mood, you could top.
Stranger: England shivered and huffed, "'M too tired to top, even if I do get in the mood. You're forgetting, it seems, that there is an eight hour difference between us and that tends to take a toll every time I come here."
You: "Get some rest love. I won't push you."
Stranger: He sits up and glares at the larger male. "Little late now, isn't it? What with all your teasing..." he hums and runs a hand through his hair.
You: "Don't tell me only with a few kisses you get horny." He grins goofily, rolling on the bed.
Stranger: He rolls over so he's straddling the American's hips, sitting up and scowling down at him. "Do you blame me? It's been... what? Two months now since either of us had a proper break?"
You: "We had phone sex once or twice. But no, I don't. After all, I have a sexy brit practically begging for sex straddling my hips." He grins and wriggles his eyebrows up and down, looking to Arthur.
Stranger: "That really is not enough..." He sighs and presses his hips down into America's. "But I still don't feel up for topping at the moment. Hope that doesn't ruin things for you, poppet."
You: "Of course not." He smiles softly. "After all...." He toys with the other's pants' button. "I want you. Either being inside or inside."
Stranger: He grins, pressing his hips down more insistently and rotating them, biting his lip slightly at the contact, staring right at America. "Well? Not very heroic of you to keep me waiting, is it?"
You: "Oh c'mere." He pulls him down abruptly and kisses him roughly, pulling off his pants on a single motion.
Stranger: He inhales sharply at being pulled down so abruptly, but reacts, wrapping his arms around his neck and raking his nails down America's chest, dipping his fingers shallowly into the waistband of his pants.
You: He moans softly and tugs at Arthur's boxers. "Time for those to come off~"
Stranger: Arthur lifts his hips obediently, making it easier for himself to pull them down and off his legs.
You: He pulls it off quickly and rubs a finger over his boyfriend's ass and goes further to his entrance, teasing.
Stranger: Arthur bites back a moan, pressing down against the finger. "If you're going to insist on teasing me /now/ of all times, I won't hesitate to go to Francis and see if he'll ease my need instead."
You: Alfred glares icily to Arthur. "Oh if you even dare." He grits his teeth and moves down his pants at once. rthur better get a bad feeling about this.
You: *Arthur )
Stranger: Arthur swallows, shifting slightly away from the bigger male, not really sure what he's caused.
You: Alfred was a very jealous person. Whenever England teased him with France, he got mad. He smirked evily. "You better never mention that wino's name when we are together like this United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. Never." Once his pants and boxers were off, he gripped on Arthur's hips.
Stranger: Arthur remained silent, not really sure what to make of the use of his full title. He swallowed thickly when Alfred gripped his hips like that, not exactly sure where Alfred was going to go with this.
You: He then, without any preparation whatsoever, entered Arthur, panting due to sudden tightness.
Stranger: Arthur arches, crying out loudly at being entered so abruptly, he panted, hoping that Alfred would at least have the decency to let him adjust, but knowing that he probably won't.
You: "You heard me?" He didn't move, giving some time to Arthur.
Stranger: Arthur panted, clenching around the intrusion, brow furrowing and breathing harsh, but he doesn't answer.
You: "Answer Britain."
Stranger: "I..." breaks off to let out a small groan of pain and frustration at Alfred's lack of movement, "I heard..."
You: "Good." The creepy smirk fades and he moves, trusting inside him.
Stranger: Arthur spasms in pain, since he hadn't done this dry in a while, the friction uncomfortable. He digs his nails into Alfred's shoulders, clenching his eyes shut.
You: "Gosh..." He moans at the pain and pleasure, gritting his teeth. He kept trusting though, eager to find the brit's spot.
Stranger: Arthur arches after a few more thrusts, tossing his head back and letting out a low moan. "T-there! Alfred!"
You: "Yes~" He keeps trusting at that spot, panting.
Stranger: Arthur wraps his legs around Alfred's hips and his arms around his neck, trying to pull him in deeper, craning up to tug roughly on Alfred's ear with his teeth. "M-more, Alfred... Not enough."
You: He proceeds to trust faster and harder, making his best to please the nation he loved.
Stranger: Arthur moaned loudly, knowing he's not going to last much longer. He reached between them trying, gripping his erection and stroking himself in time with Alfred's thrusts. "Close... Alfred c-close..."
You: Alfred bites his neck softly and trusts harder, feeling that he'll come soon too. "A-aah....Arthur....."
Stranger: ((lgkhlfjbsgh;olhbkhjl I have to go. Sorry!))
You: (( LOL It's okay, I have too (: ))
You: (( I'lll put this up on tumblr ))
You: (( Bye anon ~ ))
Stranger: ((I'll find you.))
