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PC: BlackEyeHawk by landiddy

As the guy who asked for this, I feel like it's only fair if I do a critique. I have no real reason for my support of this couple, outs...

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I know this should be in Projects, but that's mostly for the whole site I figured I would get more activity if I posted here.

I'm looking for someone to do femslash stories with me. I can write nearly everything, this includes YURI and YAOI sans a few things I don't like, (Homestruck/Seth McFaralane works) real life people, (No stories about Johnny Depp kissing with Orlando Bloom) or most live-action things, (I'm not going to write about domination stories about the characters in 'How I Met Your Mother') but I'm fairly open to ideas.

And I can go as long as you can, in fact I'm looking for people who can many stories at once. If you don't feel like writing, I'll also take artwork...which will defeat the purpose of a lit trade, but okay.

Like I said, I can do YAOI.
In the household of the Uzumaki Clan, on the far-end wall of the main hallway dividing the household in half, laid a beautiful painting of a mountain-high view of a sparkling ocean at the sunset. There are two stories behind the painting. The first told a tale about a young man cast out of his family due to a massive birth defect and struggling to make the money needed to live in those times. He climbed up a mountain to avoid his debtors and found the view to be so awe-inspiring that he moved up there. His hobby of painting became his pastime; it took him a year to properly learn the craft and perfect it, but even Nishiki’s early works went for about a hundred thousand ryos. This painting, ‘The World Above Under The Setting Sun’, was part of the Nishiki’s Masterpieces Five, all of them getting into the millions range. Sakura got this painting for free following a major and successful medical operation down south.

The second story came today. Kei Uzumaki’s baseball went right into the painting, tearing a noticeable gap in it. Kanade threw down the newspaper she was reading when she noticed the leather ball flying through the air, and watched in absolute terror as it ripped through the thin canvas. Her whole body went rigid, causing the newspaper to lightly fall to the floor.

Before her, Kanade could see her life crumble apart and burning.  She got up with her hands balled up into white-knuckled fists glued to her chest. Kei had yet to react to his destruction of the painting. Kanade approached the painting with her mouth hanging open. She hoped that the whole thing was a illusion, her mind playing tricks, some-sort of genjutsu at work…she slowly raised her hands up to touch it; her fingers went through the hole and touched the ripped sections.

Real. The hole is real. Real hole.

“We’re dead.” Kanade muttered out before trawling off with a moaning repetition: “Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead…”

“Are we going to live?” Kei asked without any dire or terror in his voice, almost as if he didn’t care he destroyed something precious to his mother.

“Mom’s going to kill us.” Kanade muttered out a variation of her new catchphrase. “When she comes home from work, she’s going to discover the hole, and then she will come for us and murder out right. But if dad comes home, he’s going to be so disappointed with us…Dad’s going to disown us. We’re going to become homeless and penniless…”

“Okay.” Kei shrugged with a unconcerned face and tone. “So let’s get the masking tape and fix it then. Do a good enough job and we should be able to avoid punishment until we move out.”

“IDIOT!” Kanade changed gears from dire to fury. “People will notice the obvious bump where the painting ripped through and someone will eventually take it off the wall to either move it or look at the backside to see if it is authentic! We would be lucky if the façade would last even a week!” She collapsed to the floor into a mock-fetal position. “I shouldn’t have stopped you from playing ball in the house like a five year old!”

“I am fifteen…” Kei shrugged. “Close enough.”

“YOU’RE NOT HELPING!” Kanade cried out before trying to calm down and rationale the situation out. “We need a cover story. One that sounds unbelievable, but just enough to make it work. We could say…that we fought off a assassin that came to kill the Hokage…no, that wouldn’t work. We would have to make a bigger mess to make that sound believable. We could try to blame one of the neighborhood kids…but what sort of kid has a strong enough arm to throw it down the hall…”

“Man, you need to be chilling.” Kei puckered out his lips and widen his eyes out. “YOLO!”

Kanade jumped up. “Can you act like this is a serious thing and not some silly cartoon? You know that mom will do some serious harm to us, and Dad will ignore us for a very long time! No more allowance!” She turned to him with a annoyed look. Kei still kept on the duck face like it was still funny or even funny to begin with. Kanade tried to make herself look even more angrier by imagining how mom would do it, but Kei continued the stupid look.

“Well…” Kei started to pace back and forth. “I got a plan!” He raised up a fist. “We could say that a art critic came in and destroyed the picture, but we chased him out of the village.” He went forward to further damage the masterpiece, but Kanade grabbed him by the shoulder and threw him down to the floor.

“That’s even worse!” Kanade screamed. “Nishiki’s paintings are widely liked! And why would some stupid critic come into the house of a powerful leader who’s known for ending a entire war just to destroy a single painting?”

“Better than your plans!”

Before Kei could go off and say something stupid like ‘swag’, the sounds that Kanade dreaded hit her ears. The opening and shutting of doors and the announcement of arrival…from both parents. As Naruto and Sakura turned the corner into the hall, several things happened at once. First, Sakura saw the painting and dropped her satchel. Naruto stared off with wide eyes, knowing full well what would happen next. Kei placed both of his hands behind his head and looked away as reality came crashing down upon him. But Kanade raised her hands up into a martial artist pose and shouted: “I WON’T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT!”

The fight lasted three seconds as Sakura delivered a non-lethal blow and sent her daughter into the ground, her brother following afterwards.

Punishment came soon afterwards, with Kanade only being ground for two days for trying to fight her own mother. Kei, obviously the only guilty party in this whole affair, got grounded for…a week. In a world of ninjas with many different skills and abilities, the children of the two legendary ninjas forgot that some people could repair nearly anything. Tenten dropped by and fixed the hole within seconds and got paid with Kei’s dessert for that night.

The moral is the story is: “Do not blame yourself for the actions of your brother, for you are not his keeper, and he is a idiot who needs to be punished by watching a friend of the family eat his precious pudding.’

It’s a good moral!
Work was no better. The one comfort Rukia had to hold onto was that she and Rangiku worked in separate buildings. So Rangiku wouldn’t try to play the sexy secretary the entire time and try to use a photocopier to make pictures of her large ass…impossible anyway given the fact that the Soul Society didn’t have a photocopier.

But the biggest problem wasn’t the fact that Rangiku wasn’t around, the problem is that she isn’t. With her nearby, Rukia could at least control the busty blonde. But with her running loose around the Gotei 13 buildings, she could break the promise and tell everyone what happened. When the idea came to her, Rukia froze in place; pen trapped between her fingers and her thumb, one leg extended away from her desk and preparing to go get some more paper, and her face stunned in shock. Her fellow members of the 13th Division decided to not question her at all and continued performing their tasks at hand.

Once Rukia managed to realigned herself back in her chair, she dropped the pen and considered her options in case Rangiku decided to take a leak…I mean, leaked. (Doesn’t even make sense…) If Rangiku did spread a rumor around about the affair, the news would catch on like fire and within the hour everyone around would know the whole story, along with a few extra details. So how would Rukia keep plausible deniability and make people believe her? Denying it outright would just make people not believe her. Perhaps using sarcasm to first ‘confirm’ it and then yell out loud that she didn’t do it? Maybe making up a counter-rumor would help, make it sound like Rangiku did some pathetic and made the story about sleeping with Rukia to cover for it. Would just telling people to expect Rangiku spreading a silly rumor be too paranoid to pull off?

Rukia tried to focus on her work, but for some reason she kept thinking about butts and boobs. She wanted to think about work or at least penises, but Rangiku’s large and in-charge assets kept intruding into her mindspace. Rangiku truly really barged into Rukia’s life!

Then came her break. Rangiku asked for Rukia to join her at the park for lunch on her. Being seen together wouldn’t be the problem, the two had lunch before and at least were friends before. The problem would be how Rangiku would treat her to lunch. Dressed as a maid? Get naked and covered her body with sushi…or maybe ice cream and chocolate sauce. Maybe it would be so bad as…breast milk…

“Maybe I should cancel…” Rukia muttered to herself on the way there, hoping to spy Rangiku ahead and not earn her attention. “Just say I got sick and had to run off to get medication. Yeah. I got sick from her food! That would prevent her from making me more stuff…” Rukia trailed off, thinking about breakfast. The tamagoyaki sat well in her stomach; she didn’t feel bad actually. A bit plain, but a little work…

…no compliments for the woman blackmailing her! The hell you thinking? Absolutely not. Rukia pushed her arms down in fury as she stomped her way into the park. Young parents and their kids got out of her way very quickly.

For once, Rukia got it right; Rangiku had dressed up as a sexy French maid and waved over for Rukia, who stood behind a tree. With no other choice, Rukia trembled over to her and sat down next to her ‘girlfriend’. At least the bench Rangiku picked out was within in the middle of some thick trees. Rukia didn’t sit down right away, she took in the sight of the rather basic and obviously store-bought lunch on the bench. Rangiku twirled around with a pleasant sigh, making her skirt rise up. At least she wore more than skin or even a thong, but that…underwear…with the cute rabbit on it…

“IS that mine?” Rukia started out with a yell, but quickly and wisely lowered her voice to confront Rangiku.

“I found it in the clean laundry.” Rangiku bent over and kissed Rukia on the cheek. The poor girl bounced out of her chair and let out a small scream of pain. “So I had to stretch it a bit…”

“A bit?” Rukia jumped back up and grabbed Rangiku by the straps and started to shake her, her face becoming red and her brows slanted towards her nose. “Our body-sizes are miles apart! That thing is going to snap! And that’s one of my favorite!”

“Eh-heh?” Rangiku meekly smiled and gave a frightened look. She didn’t think this though…

…and then to make things worse for the two of them, the straps broke and Rangiku fell onto the ground rump-first, her breasts escaping from the confides of the outfit. Rukia quickly covered her eyes out of fear from actually enjoying them. Rangiku let out a small ‘eep!’ before covering herself up with her arm. Once more, Rukia thanked Rangiku for picking a secluded spot. “Whoops!” Rangiku half-heartily chuckled out, trying to act normal despite the accident. “Heh, I’m used to this! This isn’t anything new to me…” But as she rose, she stopped suddenly as she felt something poking at her bum. “What the…” She muttered to herself as she continued to get up regardless…

…until the sound of ripping fabric came upon the two’s ears and they knew immediately what happened. Rangiku looked behind her to see a great part of her panties were torn off and laying wrapped around a stick poking out of the ground. Rangiku reached a hand around to feel bare skin under her outfit. Once more she smiled meekly at Rukia, still in shock over the straps breaking.

“Could you…” Rangiku asked with a very tiny voice. “…help me out here?”

“Why?!” Rukia raised her voice way higher than needed. “Don’t you prefer going around naked and showing everyone your revealing form?”

“Not like this…” Rangiku sat back own on the ground to cover her naked bum, with her arms covering her exposed breasts. “I like control in these situations…and…” She gave off a very uncomfortable look as she fidgeted around in place. “…and I’m not too fond of my rear-end…”


“Seriously!” Rangiku scooted over to Rukia, which had to be a pleasant experience. “It’s not my best feature! I prefer breasts! They’re more inviting and more interesting than my ass!”

“And yet you slept with a woman with no breasts.” Rukia sarcastically groaned, gracing her hand around her chest to reveal the blindly obvious.

“Rukia…” Rangiku started with a rather unusual sincere tone before stopping herself and asking with her usual, “I’m going to need to borrow some clothes…”

“I’m not going to give you my robes…” Rukia sighed as she went around a bush. “…but seeing how you can wear my underwear without stretching it, I’m going to trust you with another pair…” Rukia then did exactly what she said she would do and tossed over her own pair. Rangiku held onto the dainty piece of fabric. “But we’re going straight home…my home anyway…and you will never wear any of my clothes again, got it!” Rukia angrily stated as she exited from behind the bush.

“It’s going to be a bit hard wand awkward with this.” Rangiku pointed with her eyes to her arms still covering her breasts. “…not I don’t mind…but I will get into a lot of trouble…there are families and kids around here…”

“All right!” Rukia moaned as she took off her white sash and handed it to Rangiku. “I’m not going to give you my robes…they wouldn’t fit you anyway.” She held onto her Zanpakuto with both hands. “Come on, put them on and we’ll be on our way back.” She pointed over to the bush she just used. “And try to hurry up…I think by now people are going to come over here and make things even worse for us.”

As Rangiku turned around to go behind the shrubbery, Rukia got a good look at her exposed rear-end. As opposed to seeing the all-too present breasts, Rukia found the big bubbly butt to be quite…endearing. Rangiku clearly underestimated this part of her body. Rukia actually found herself not minding seeing it. Nice in fact. It was a nice ass.

Rukia tried to banish that stray thought, but it persisted. Maybe she should get drunk again and try to kill that memory much like the memory of her and Rangiku sleeping together…

Still, as soon as Rangiku got the panties on and wrapped the sash around her breasts like…a wrap, she and Rukia silently returned back to the Kuchiki household to get changed. People of course gave them weird looks, but nothing that would get them into major trouble at least. Rukia felt content that she managed to control that situation…until she realized that they left the food back on the bench and in the time it would take to get changed they would have to get back to work.

At least…AT LEAST…at least Byakuya offered to make dinner this evening. It wouldn’t be bad…but then Rukia recalled that small fact that Rangiku lived in the same household…
So, I got depressed in May over people not celebrating my birthday. Sure, I didn't tell anyone about it, my fault entirely. But it annoyed me when people I followed out-right demanded birthday gifts and acted like greedy brats.

So...I had a wicked idea. How about a half-birthday art jam?


1. The art must be half. What kind of half? Any kind of half! Half-finished, half-inked, half-colored, half-shaded, half-assed, half-whatever. The picture must have something to do with 50%.

2. It's up to you what you do half-way. Can be a comic, a single-panel, a poster, whatever. The subject matter can be anything, be it birthday-related or not. (It's my half-birthday). Check my favorites/gallery for ideas if you so want. Just keep it dA-safe.

3. DUE DATE IS November 27th.

It's weird, but I'm into weird. So if you got free time and you get inspired by something stupid I did, feel free to participate.

Fem!Cap wishes you a happy birthday! by Artismous
By :iconartismous:
  • Listening to: MST3K
  • Reading: This
  • Watching: MST3K
  • Playing: Pockie Pirates
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Cranberry Juice


Sylvin Wallace
United States
Current Residence: Arlington, TX
Favourite genre of music: 90's Rock
Favourite cartoon character: Scooby-Doo
Personal Quote: I'm here for the fans!

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WingAsh11 Featured By Owner 3 days ago  Student Artist
Thx 4 the fav! ^ ^
BlackEyeHawk Featured By Owner 2 days ago
Yer welcome!

Yer up for a trade?
WingAsh11 Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Student Artist
What trade?
BlackEyeHawk Featured By Owner 2 days ago
We start one between us.
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thank you for the watch!
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thanks for the favs
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Here is the first part of your request, my… I don't know if you've seen it yet.
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Got the first of your requests done. Hope you like it!
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