Cheetu X Artist Reader Plz

Cheetu x artist reader plz

Didn’t know if you wanted fic or headcanons so I did both! Also, you have impeccable taste! I decided to make the reader a character designer in the fic, just for simplicity’s sake.

-He would love your art so much oh my god.

-” Whoa! That’s really cool! ”

-He loves to watch you do your thing. He’ll lean over your shoulders for a while if you let him, but if you shoo him off telling him you can’t concentrate, he’ll complain but quietly watch you from a few feet away.

-Given his limited attention span, he’ll probably only watch for so long. That is unless he’s really entranced by your art, in which case he’ll watch you for as long as it takes to finish the piece.

-He’s a self-centered guy, he’ll let you do your art and all, but you have to draw/paint/sculpt/make art of him too. 

-He won’t sit still as a model for too long though. He wants to watch you. It’s better to do things like figure drawings with him. Giving you a few minutes to do a vague sketch before he changes poses.

-If he somehow doesn’t know about your art and you then gift him something of himself, he will love it, he’s gonna be high on energy, bouncing around, and will give you so much affection, nuzzles, hugs, kisses, and licks.

-When he sees you making your art, he would likely be like “That looks fun!” and move you out of the way so he can try.

-He’ll get very frustrated very easily if you try to teach him. Every time he makes a mistake you see his expression get angrier and angrier.

-Give him a kiss and tell him he’s doing better than you when you started making art. Tell him he’s advanced a whole lot and how quick of a learner he is.

-He’ll feel a whole lot better. If he’s feeling particularly frustrated he might have you sit in his lap, one of his arms around your waist, the other drawing/painting/sculpting/doing art. 

-He’ll make an annoyed sound when he screws up and just buries his face in your neck or start playing with your hair (if you don’t have hair to play with then he’ll rub your hand)

-If you completely screw up a piece or lose hours of digital artwork, he’ll be sympathetic and cuddle you lots.

-” You can fix it tomorrow. “ No more art until you’ve cuddled the evening away.

NSFW (scroll past for fic if you don’t wanna read any nsfw) NSFW

-If you make art of any nude characters or people, he smirks, almost poking fun at you, and stares at it for a while. He likes to look at nude figures.

-God forbid you draw pinups or hentai, he will be all over that shit.😂

-Should you chose to do art of him naked without telling him, and he just so happens to find it, you’re fucked. Literally.

-If you shyly come up to him and ask if you can draw/paint him nude, he’ll be taken aback a little, but would probably oblige. 

-If you draw the two of you in a sex scene, he’ll probably want to try whatever it is out with you.

FIC (The nsfw portion is over) FIC

You would usually never bring your sketchbook anywhere with you, but today was different. Your usual bus route was canceled, meaning you had to take the long route. How long? About 2 hours. You couldn’t just take a nap for those 2 hours, you ran the risk of waking up every few minutes, having a creep sitting next to you, or sleeping through your stop.

Yeah, no. You weren’t about to have that happening. So to keep yourself entertained, you brought your trusty sketchbook. You were grateful you didn’t have to hurry anywhere like work. In fact, art was your work! You kept your own hours, creating your character designs from home and sending them in to be approved. 

You were just heading to the supermarket to restock on food. You’re instant noodles, and caffeine drinks had run out, and being an artist, those simple things were necessities. 

Taking your seat, you set down your bag in front of you and got to thinking. What to draw today. You supposed you could get ahead on some concept art, and poses, but you weren’t in the mood for work today. Maybe a scenery, but that wasn’t exactly blowing your skirt up either. As you pondered, you found your mind drifting off. You thought of Cheetu, he’d be coming over the next day, which was partially the reason for stocking up on snacks.

That’s it! You’d draw Cheetu! You grabbed your pencil and book and got to sketching. First the line of action, then the basic pose, and later details. You had to look at some pictures of him for reference, but it turned out pretty nice! Checking the time, you still had an hour to kill, so for the rest of the bus ride, you drew portraits, poses, and goofy doodles of your cheetah boyfriend.

Seeing your stop approaching in the distance, you quickly closed drawing filled book, placing it back in your bag. You stepped off the bus, making your way across the street and into the grocery store.

*Time skip cause it’s 4:52 AM*

You were waiting for Cheetu to show up, sitting in your room, drawing once more. Again your mind wandered and you decided to draw him again while waiting. You lost your train of thought in the drawing, only to be abruptly interrupted by the loud knocking on your front door. Startled and excited to see him, you tossed your sketchbook to the side and ran to get the door.

“Hey, Kitten!” He smiled as you shut the door behind him.

“Hi, Babe!” You hugged each other and went to hang out in the kitchen, talking and eating snacks. You sat cross-legged on the counter, him sitting with you. You both caught up on the past few day’s events. You recalled a few videos you wanted to show him, so the two of you went to your room, he sat on your bed while you opened your laptop. Little did you know, you had left a certain book open on your bed.

Whilst you absentmindedly scrolled through your list of saved videos, looking for the best compilation to watch together, he curiously picked the book up and started flipping through it. His eyes scanning over the multiple pages covered in drawings, all of himself. Looking up smugly and holding the opened book out to you he smirked.

“What’s this Baby?” You turned around, your expression changing from confused to mortified in record time as you see the numerous sketches of him. 

“Gah! Give me that!” You attempted to snatch the book from him but he was faster, holding it high above your head as he smirked and continued to look at the drawings. All while you desperately continued to try and take it from his grasp. “They’re- they’re just some drawings! Now give that back!”

“So you admit you’ve been drawing me! Ha! I knew it! You’re obsessed with me!” He spoke so cockily. He really did take any chance he could get to boost his ego or flatter himself. You tried to deny it but all that came out were embarrassed stutters. He laughed before handing you the book and shrugging.

“I can’t blame you. I guess I’m just that awesome.” You snatched the book from his hands and playfully gave him a punch to the shoulder. He snickered at how sheepish you looked right now. “Don’t worry, it looks great! Almost as good as the real deal!” He bent down to your level now, looking you in the eye as you blushed madly. “I think you got the claws a bit short though.” He said as he tapped your book with a clawed finger.

That was it. You practically died from the sheer amount of embarrassment. He laughed out loud now. You just wanted to curll up under a rock and disappear at this point. 

“I wanna try now!” He nabbed your sketchbook once more along with the pencil in the binding. At this point you didn’t even try to stop him. He flopped down on your bed and began flipping through the pages, looking for a blank one. You sighed and sat down beside him, sitting on your pillow and watching him attempt to draw.

To say the best, he had clearly never attempted to draw before.His tongue poked out to the side as he concentrated, trying to replicate the art you seemingly created with such ease. With each time he had to erase a mistake or start again, he grew more frustrated. Easily becoming angry and scribbling harshly. Thank god you hadn’t been drawing on any of the pages behind that one, whatever it was would be ruined for sure.

Now it was your turn to laugh. I quiet giggle escaped you even as you tried to suppress it. Cheetu groaned angrily, tossing the sketchbook to the side. He grabbed you by the waist, pulling you into his lap and laying down. He squeezed you, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. You chuckled to yourself and held the hands wrapped around your waist. 

Teaching him to draw would be next on your list of things to do together.

Hxh Random Headcanon Time!

Cheetu has fuzzy lips, that much is canon. But I think he would tickle your face with them, peppering your face with kisses while you squirm trying not to be tickled.

You can get back at him by lightly tapping his whiskers. He flinches like a cat would and it's adorable.

My heart🥺

Hi!! I just love your hcs😊😊 do you think you can do a headcannon with bisky and a s/o who is just as buff as her plz and thank u😌😌

Yes! That would be so cute!

-Bisky would be so happy to have a buff s/o like her!

-She would probably stay in her cute form like usual but would be a lot more comfortable being in her buff form around you. She’d open up to you a lot faster too.

-I feel like she would also love a buff partner because she generally likes buff people. We’ve seen the magazines she reads.

-If you were ever feeling insecure about your buffness, she would do everything she can to make you feel better. If someone else made you feel insecure she would scream their damn ear off. “WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL THEM?! I DARE YOU TO REPEAT THAT YOU LITTLE TWERP!” It’s usually followed by a string of profanities and insults, along with their ass getting beat. 

-If you are very confident and happy with you’re body though, she’ll be inspired to feel a bit more confident in her buff form. 

-Please tell her she’s beautiful no matter how she looks or what form she’s in. She never liked her buff body and changed herself to be cute instead. Only using her true form as the ace up her sleeve in battle. Because of that, the only reactions she’s really got from her body were of unpleasant shock, horror, and disgust. This probably reinforced in her mind that she isn’t beautiful how she is.

-But she is! Please compliment her and tell her you love her natural body just as much as her cute body! She may even tear up if you’re really sweet about it.

-If you two are ever in battle and she has to switch to her true form, oh boy, prepare the epic battle music, you two will kick some serious ass! 

-Before you two start dating and she’s crushing on you, she’ll probably act similar to when she saw Hisoka the first time.

-Another thing, please carry her bridal style and sweep her off her feet, she’s head over heels for that sort of thing. “I’M NEVER LETTIN’ THIS ONE GO!!” Queue fangirling and squeals.

About scripting, not everything on it, might not all be correct but here we go.

Basically everything you want to specify, change and or edit about your dr, yourself or other people. You can also script things like clones etc. That's for a different post.

You don't need a script! You can go to your dr with no changes or anything at all. Just *pop* no changes. Or you can make changes and stuff without writing it down or typing it. That works just fine too.

Why I recomend scripting? First, it's fun as hell. Second, it gets you thinking about your dr and puts in that shifting headspace. Also great for world building. And lastly, even though you can just have your script in your mind and it works fine, some people including myself get a little paranoid that it won't work and they can die or some other nasty thing because it wasn't on paper.

Even though you'll be fine, it can make you feel better having something physical and get you more excited about shifting than scared.

How detailed should I make my script?

Anywhere from no script to a library's worth. If you wanna wing it, go ahead! If you wanna specify everything down to the last atom then you do you! In short, as detailed or as not detailed as you want.

Is it immoral to make someone like me or be my friend in my dr?

NO! Make them your friend, boyfriend, girlfriend, datemate, mom, dad, parent, enemy, bully, idol, mentor, mentee, teacher, student, doctor, frenemy, best friend forever, friend with benefits, ANYTHING.

When shifting you are visiting one of infinite realities. So in at least one (probably thousands) reality, you are their significant other, friend or whatever. Scripting isn't forcing them to be that person to you, it's specifying exactly wich reality you want to go to. It is also okay to make multiple people your partner, again you are only specifying, not bending their free will.

Can I script that...

Script whatever the hell you want, literally anything, does not matter what it is or how out of left field it seems.

What about going back in time?

I can't say, I'm trying to do that, and haven't succeeded yet. It does sound iffy, but I'm willing to take the risk of creepy shit happening. Creepy stuff won't necessarily happen, but messing with time just feels really worrying. It's probably fine but I can't say. Please ask someone who has actually shifted to the past, if you want to know for sure.

More shifting stuff soon!🎉