#i'm gonna draw more of him with tied up sleeves

[velvet-games]

in the middle of working on a lucifer redesign :)

thoughts/explanations + minor character analysis under the cut (this was supposed to be short but it ended up being very thorough lmao):

honestly love his canon design so I'm kind of working from that more than I'm trying to rethink stuff from scratch

I'm gonna admit right now that a lot of the design choices were very self indulgent lol; I just want him to be pretty :<

circus stuff~

I've seen a lot of people raise their eyebrows at the circus motif, so I was going to try something different, but I actually think it makes a lot of sense!

I think freakshows/circus acts have been tied to this idea that certain identities/abilities are strange and shameful, only valuable as dehumanizing entertainment -- they're mistakes, freaks of nature

but at the same time many circus performances require a lot of skill and work and love that can go unappreciated, each and every performer at the very least a person worth respecting

I think lucifer sees hell as a freakshow/circus he's been forced to lead and try to control

a bunch of wayward toys meant to be bright and beautiful that have been twisted into something terrifying

and he needs to discover a more empathetic, appreciative, and loving way to think about sinners

and also to realize that it's not about him or his mistakes; it's about a group of people with their own emotions and autonomy that he needs to respect

anyway

all that to say: we're keeping the circus ringleader thing!

I think a whip would make more sense for a ringleader, esp since alastor has a staff already (but they're enemies/foils so maybe their designs should reflect each other?)

there's room to turn the whip into a snake maybe

in the pic I made it look like his tail bc I considered making his actual tail a goat tail (cute! but the longer one suits him better I think)

maybe an apple on the top/handle still

the tux honestly looks a little too formal/cool for him most of the time lmao

so I think he should take off the jacket/have the toymaker apron on instead unless he's fighting

vaudeville doll~

lucifer has a lot going on tbh: circus ringleader, angel, devil/demon, snake, goat, vaudeville porcelain doll, toymaker, etc.

I think I'm gonna take out snake just to simplify a little, but I'll talk about that more later

I was also going to take out porcelain doll but

1) the rosy cheeks are super cute

2) fits with the circus theme

3) fits with the idea that he's both a toy and toymaker (an angel that tried to play god)

uhhh there's a couple self indulgent doodles of him in a vaudeville doll dress lol. not relevant to the design at all; I just like drawing stripes and ruffles

I ended up making him sort of androgynous in a lot of ways? (not that he wasn't already lol) which works for him I think

part of it was the vaudeville doll thing; I wanted to give him (keep?) the eyeshadow and add those little vertical marks you see on them sometimes

also because I really liked the puff sleeves in one of the references I used; it kind of emphasizes an extended hourglass shape with the puffy pants

plus I love drawing the more classic tuxedo shape <3 very yummy lines and details

hair/shape~

I fucking LOVE when people draw him with messy hair, so I made that permanent

I also think (esp since he's blond) having the hair stick out in tufts kind of makes it look like a star (morningstar, lightbringer, etc. etc.)

even more so with the pointy horns (those are also fun to draw cause they're right in the corners of his widow's peak)

I drew a random triangle on one of these as a reminder to keep the pointy/triangular shape language throughout lol

squares would def be wrong with the implications of sturdiness and stability

I think circles would be wrong too? he's vulnerable and ultimately very soft inside so I kept a lot of round lines, but I don't think he's the traditionally bubbly/friendly/peaceful archetype circles are usually used for

triangles are apparently dynamic, dangerous, and unpredictable, which is a little closer to what I'm going for

(shape language is a very flexible rule btw; I'm not saying they determine everything about a character or that one shape has to mean exactly one thing)

he's also a depressed, tortured soul, so I feel like he should look just a little unhinged and exhausted <3 (hence the eyebags on top of the messy hair)

angel stuff~

(sidenote: cherub and seraph are singular, cherubim and seraphim are plural. even the show gets this wrong tho, so feel free to say whatever ig)

I'm pretty sure most people agree lucifer was probably a cherub? cherubim only have 4 wings so I might go with that

I do think it makes more sense if he's higher ranking like a seraph tho ... it's hard to decide whether to go with the show's ideas about angels or actual religious texts cause both are interesting in their own ways

snake~

ARHHGHJF idk how I feel about his nose

again I thought about taking out the snake motif, but he honestly looks good w/o a nose (I mean it's there obviously but you can't see it if it's just snake slits lol), and I definitely like the idea of him having a forked tongue or his eyes turning into slits when he's angry

also also

mini rant on animal motifs in hazbin:

I get the impression that a lot of people think it's a bad thing that you can't tell what animal a character should be? and/or that a motif has to be clearly present in the entire design to be good

and I kind of just accepted that until I started thinking about ozzie's design from helluva boss

like the original demon he's based on is really just that fucked up and mixed with animals you can't always identify

and chinese dragons are like a billion different animals even though they sort of just look like lizards at the end of the day

like obviously if you want the audience to associate a character with a specific animal (like if you want people to think a character's spooky because they're a spider or something), then you do want the animal motifs to be clear/consistent

but sometimes you just want certain elements there and it doesn't matter if the audience picks up on it (at least consciously)

and I think with someone like lucifer, having a lot of animals/concepts mixed together in an ungodly combination makes sense lol

so idk

maybe we'll just give him the nose/tongue

I did try just giving him a button nose in some of these for the doll thing tho

goat/charlie~

urgh I hate realizing I should've designed certain characters together lol

I took out the rosy cheeks in my original charlie design since I wasn't thinking about lucifer, so I put them back in this time lol (and generally thought about how they should be visually related)

I like that it enforces the idea that charlie's lucifer's creation (toymaker makes a doll in his own image yk)

also they both have puff sleeves now :) (charlie's design is basically princess dress silhouette but make it a suit)

I also gave her goat ears, so I figured lucifer should have them too? idk because I like the way his hair looks a lot better without them, and I kind of like the idea of giving them diff combinations of goat features (maybe she should have a goat tail?)

also drawing this made me realize I have no idea why charlie has a puppy nose??? I thought it was the goat thing for some reason but that doesn't make any sense

maybe I'll just give her no nose

anyway! fucking incredible if you read all of that; idk what possessed me to write so much about a half-finished design lol. feel free to leave suggestions/answers to the questions I had!

#I was gonna draw some radioapple stuff and then realized I hadn't touched lucifer's design yet lol #still not done obviously but I have a working version now at least #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel redesign #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel charlie #art #my art #character design #oh yeah I guess there's one #hazbin hotel alastor #in this one #oops

[raphaerolo]

Tasuki

#jedi robes being as big and billowy and in the way as kimonos is an entertaining thought #and they have to tie them up when they get in the way #obi wan's been doing it for years now and now does it with that practiced ease #qui gon taught him when he was babywan #but also like consider #first time cody sees it he's like a victorian maiden seeing a slice of skin #its 4am on the venator theyre doing paperwork and cody hears a frustrated noise and turns to see obi-wan with a sash in his mouth #its the jedi equivalent of putting up your hair #but its tying up your sleeves #cody is completely normal about it #he sees the sleeves tied up with the little cross at the back and maybe the neckline of his jedi robes is disrupted #he's done for #thank you discord for this idea #obi wan kenobi #obi-wan kenobi #star wars fanart #star wars #my art #fanart #tasuki #may the fourth be with you #may the 4th #may the fourth #i'm gonna draw more of him with tied up sleeves #its hot okay

[thezombieprostitute]

Lloyd Hanson - Soulmate AU

A/N: I swear, I tried to ignore him but that only made things worse. @alicedopey didn't help!

Word Count: ~1.8k

Warnings: Reader is kidnapped. Smut. Sub/Dom dynamics vs Dub Con?

The bag is removed from your head and you're finally able to get a look at your surroundings. It's a dark room with one light above the table. It looks like one of those police interrogation rooms in TV shows. The duct tape is ripped from your mouth and you hiss from the pain. You test the bonds around your wrists, tied behind your back, but they're too secure to wiggle out of.

The chair across from you is abruptly pulled back and you're face to face with a tall, broad, blue eyed man with a porn mustache. He's smiling at you. You say nothing, letting your confusion show on your face. He rolls up his shirt sleeve and you see his soulmate tattoo. It's an exact match for yours.

"You couldn't have just bought me a coffee," you ask, trying to keep from snapping.

"Sweetheart," he coos, "you're my soulmate. I have to get you used to what the rest of your life is going to be."

You raise an eyebrow at that, "I'm going to constantly be kidnapped and talk with over-the-top idiots?"

He laughs at your comeback, "not quite. But I do have a lot of enemies and I gotta make sure my soulmate doesn't panic, cry and rat me out if they get picked up." He leans forward and rests his arms on the table. "And I gotta say, you are a champ!"

"I'm good at getting kidnapped," you deadpan. "What a wonderful compliment."

"Not easily scared, sassy and sarcastic," he croons. "You really are my soulmate." He winks and you roll your eyes.

"How did you find me," you ask. "I rarely, if ever, let my soulmate tattoo show."

"Someone used a rare photo of your mark to draw me in," he admits. "Imagine my surprise when it was someone trying to kill me."

"And from there you were able to find me," you nod. "Any chance of untying me, now that you know I'm not trying to kill you?"

"I dunno," he leers, "I'm kinda getting hard at the thought of you being so helpless to stop me."

"I swear to whatever deity will listen, I can and will bite you. Literally and metaphorically."

"Metaphorically?"

"The reason you like me being tied up is because your limp dick needs to feel like it's actually capable of leaving some kind of imprint."

"Ouch!" He moves his hand over his heart, "you weren't kidding, Sunshine. That really hurt!" He leaned forward even more, grinning like a Cheshire cat, "do it again."

"The only reason you don't shave your mustache is because you enjoy getting looks from people because you're a needy man-baby who needs the attention."

"Ooooh, that feels so good," he leans back, chuckling. He makes a motion and someone comes up behind you and undoes your bindings.

"Thank you," you nod, rubbing your wrists.

"Ah, I was wondering where the niceness was." You raise your eyebrow again, silently asking him what he meant. "You work with people a lot and always get such glowing customer service reviews. That means you can at least pretend to be nice. But when I dig further, I find that you're a good neighbor who helps the old lady carry in her groceries. Helps the kiddies with their homework. All that wholesome stuff."

"I have social skills," you retort. "Kinda required for the job."

"You don't have a job anymore." You don't try to hide your surprise at that statement. His tone goes stern for the first time, "I can't have my soulmate wasting her time on other people. All of that goodness you do for others? You're gonna do it for me and only me from now on. I get to be the only outlet for your kindness and you're gonna pamper me every time I'm home."

“No I'm not.”

“Excuse you? I don’t see that you have much of a choice here Sweetie.”

“Not my fault you lack the imagination to see my options.” 

“Your options are to either tend to my every want and need or wallow in a basement on starvation rations.” You smile at him and enjoy the momentary drop in his confidence. “You will give me everything I want. In return, I’ll give you everything money can buy.” You throw your head back and laugh at that. He’s squirming a little, wondering what the hell is going on.

“You can have my submission when you earn it,” you coo. “And you don’t earn it by buying it.” You lean forward, putting yourself in his personal space. 

“What the hell is going on?”

You roll up your sleeve to show Lloyd the matching soulmate tattoo and put your arm next to his. At the first touch of your hand, you both feel the electricity that confirms the two halves have met. You reach out and gently rub his cheek with your hand and he leans into it, gently moaning before he catches himself. 

“You see, even though I don’t know your name, I can see right through you. Your reactions to my snipes and my politeness were quite telling. You do crave attention but you’ve only ever been good at getting negative attention. A soulmate could give you that positive attention you long for. Why else would you actually come looking for me? You could keep up that attention seeking behaviour without involving me but you put yourself at risk for the chance at meeting someone who might be kind to you. Who might like you, if only because they have to.”

“My name is Lloyd,” he grumbles.

“Thank you, Lloyd. I’d say it’s nice to meet you, but you definitely started on the wrong foot.” 

He goes silent but he doesn’t stop your hand rubbing his cheek. He wants to be angry at you. He wants to follow through on his display of force. But he can’t do that. He makes another hand motion and a door opens. He stands up, comes around the table and lifts you up out of your chair. 

“I don’t appreciate not being in control, Sweetheart,” he growls at you. “I may want all of your affection but I will not hesitate to use force if you try to take control from me ever again.”

“As I said, you can have my submission when you’ve earned it.”

“And how do I do that? You turned down my offer of everything money can buy.”

“Treat me like a queen or goddess, not a pet.”

Lloyd takes a deep breath and starts walking towards the door, taking you with him. You manage to keep pace as he leads you through several hallways, up some stairs and finally emerging into, what you can easily assume to be, a mansion. He doesn’t stop to let you take too close of a look. He leads up the wide staircase, to a set of double doors. He pushes them open and you see a giant, canopy bed. You also see things that, while you can’t name them, you're pretty sure they’re meant for BDSM activities. 

He pulls you towards him, wrapping you in his arms, and forces your face up to look at him. “You’re not the only one who can read people, Sweetheart,” he purrs. “You enjoy being a bratty, submissive slut. You want someone who can properly dominate you, satisfy that craving your cunt aches for.”

He walks you to the bed as he keeps talking, “you always tried to hide your tattoo because it was your one rebellion against a world that makes you feel helpless. You are kind to your neighbors because you’re too stubborn to let your customer service job kill your soul.”

He pushes you onto all fours on the bed and smacks your ass. “And your unusual calm at being kidnapped? You expect the world to fuck you over.” He smacks your ass again and you bite back a moan. “You expect things to be out of your control so you don’t sweat it when you’re proven right.” He smacks your ass a few more times and you can’t stop the moan that escapes you. As soon as he hears it he chuckles. “You don’t want to be treated like a pet? Fine.” He spanks you again. “But I won’t treat you like a goddess or a queen.” Another slap. “I’m gonna treat you like the dirty slut you’ve always wanted to be.” Another slap. “And I’ll make sure you never feel you have to be more than just the cock hungry whore you really are.” 

The spanking continues, hard, fast and painful, until your arms give out. Lloyd reaches his arms around you and pulls you up so that your back is flush against his muscular chest. One hand holds you up by your neck. His other hand reaches under your clothes and smirks at how wet you are. He gathers up some of the slick and starts rubbing circles over your clit. You start whining and gasping at the sensations but you don’t dare move your hips. You’re certain he’ll stop if you do anything he doesn’t tell you to and you don’t want this to stop. 

He whispers in your ear, “so long as you never try to wrestle control from me again, I’ll treat how you really want to be treated.” His fingers move faster and you whimper from how close you are. “Not like a queen or a goddess, no. Not a pet, either.” You’re focused on not moving, trying to make sure that his fingers continue to work their magic. “I’ll treat you like my dirty little slut who will do anything so long as I let her cum.” 

His grip on your neck tightens and he whispers, “cum for me.” Your orgasm hits you harder than you ever thought possible. He keeps his fingers moving as he whispers “such a good slut.” As the ecstasy ebbs your legs start shaking and he lays you down on your back. 

Lloyd licks his fingers and moans appreciatively. He pulls off your pants and underwear, whistling appreciatively at the mess you’ve made of your panties. You try to lift yourself on your elbows but he pushes you back down. “You move when I tell you to, Sweetheart,” he orders, his tone making you whimper. He winks at you, “now let me show you the real reason I keep this mustache.”

#lloyd hansen x reader #soulmate au #tw kidnapping #dark!lloyd hansen

[py-dreamer]

me: i'm gonna work on one of my already existing aus!

This mofo: psst pssst hey...

Me: what...?

This mofo: what if...there was a corpse bride spicynoodles au...?

Me: I swear one of those already exists

This MOFO: Yea...but what about using the chinese wedding aesthetic?

Me: tempting but....

Life: Hey! Here's some brushes that utilises patterns traditionally used in decoration for chinese festivals!

Me:......f*ck it.

here's a version sans the veil so you can see mk's beautiful deteriorating face! <3

Yea so I made a corpse bride au....

I WAS going to work on another shenanigans in space piece but then i found those brushes and an old sketch and decided to just wing it.

So Mk=Emily and Red Son=Victor

In all honesty, the brushes were an absolute joy to work with and I really look forward to using them in future!

I know technically speaking, it was the wedding rehearsal so RS shouldn't be in his wedding outfit but I couldn't resist

No glasses for this lad. Not on his wedding. I refuse.

The little letter on both their outfits is a character that means togetherness I believe, commonly used in weddings.

Patterns on the bottom for mountains and such since his family has always kinda lived on mountains (heck, they had one of their very on in jttw)

TINY FLOWERS IN HAIR AND DELICATE JEWELLERY ON EARS! YES!!!

Not much else to say about the guy, I am really pleased with his design :)

MK! Ooo boy...

His color pallette was difficult to work with, I ended up color picking from lbd, possessed wukong and Emily herself

I wanted to go for more of a clouds theme and stars (flowers of course cause, wedding. Duh) and had to resist bringing him out cause it is a plot point that all of mk's jewels were stolen.

Also no headband. I don't know if he'd wear it to his wedding but in this au, he doesn't for the time being.

Cultural references!

If anyone remembers that tumblr thread bout mulan's drag name 'hua ping' being slang for a twink this is similar.

Another slang for gayness is cut sleeve (there's a whole ass story bout a gay emperor and his boyfriend) but anyways since Emily's arm was rotting away there, I thought it appropriate. (Tied in with that rip up to his thigh in the robe, I think you get the picture lol)

For anyone drawing a hanfu or traditional Chinese clothing in general, it's meant to be folded right over left (see red son for reference),the other way round is for the dead. And I thought that be a fun detail as well as the white robe being used for the dead as opposed to the red one for celebration

anyway that's all I can think of for now, I'm going to bed before I get yelled at :D

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[snailsdraw]

[Start ID: 4 pages of HLVRAI doodles about Darnold joining the Science Team.

A concept drawing of Darnold: A black man sporting a short afro greying at the temples, lab goggles, big-cartoony gloves, and a scientist uniform consisting of long pants and collared shirt under a lab coat. Additionally, he dons a second lab coat with slightly exaggerated lapels that he drapes over his shoulders and buttons at the top to look like a wizard cape. He is holding a round-bottom flask. Next to that are narrative doodles of him interacting with Gordon: Gordon asks: "Wait, why're you wearing two lab coats? Are you- you good under all those layers?" Darnold casts a glance over his shoulder at said second lab coat. It is ripped and singed at the base, and its sleeves are tied together behind his back. He casts Gordon a smile and winks: "Why, yes! You can't be too careful in the Mixology department, so it's always good to add on a few more layers. I mean, you should'a seen the last guy. This extra coat was his afterall."

The narrative continues as Gordon stares at him, stuttering: "Wh- what happened to the last guy, Darnold? Gh- Are we safe here??" Darnold rushes to reassure him, moving his index fingers in a circular motion as if rewinding: "Oh! No, no, last time I saw him he was asleep!" He lifts up an arm and looks a little guiltily at the extra lab coat draped over it: "I mean, I feel kinda bad for not asking while he was awake, but I was working with potentially dangerous chemicals and he hadn't complained when I borrowed it, so I'm inclined to believe that everything was okay." Despite his words, the confidence he wears for a split moment while concluding that falls almost immediately as he tenses up, smile in a tight line and eyes screaming. It is clear he does not fully believe the guy had just been asleep but is trying desperately to for his sanity. Gordon grits his teeth awkwardly and looks around to the Science Team for help: "Is…is anyone gonna tell him? Is anyone-?"

In another scenario, the Science Team is battling headcrabs. Gordon is yelling and firing away with his gun-arm, while Dr Coomer takes confident shots next to him with his revolver. Tommy is looking around, alert and gun at the ready, and Bubby is screaming in the background as a headcrab jumps in on him from above. Darnold, disliking real violence, stands at a distance with his back turned and palms over his ears, muttering to himself at rapid fire through a forced smile: "I am okay. I am in my happy place. I am flying kites in a nice green field and I am safe. I am gonna go home- NO! No, I am AT home in fact. And I had my lunch, and dinner, and this morning's breakfast and my stomach is feeling great and I am never working overtime again, no reason. I am leaving work at reasonable hours. I am clocking out at. Reasonable. Hours. And I am feeling very okay and normal because I have my kites and I am going to fly them. The weather is perfectly breezy and the temperature is just right. Everything is alright."

Darnold encounters a Peeper Puppy (AKA a Houndeye) and throws an untested red potion from a conical flask on it in desperation, bracing himself for an attack. The potion, however, causes it to fall asleep instantly, and Darnold sneaks a glance at it in surprise. He looks at the flask in his hand and puts a thoughtful finger to his chin: "Oh! I, uh, I seem to have made a sleeping potion. A-and I was about to drink that too…" He laughs nervously at the thought of what might've happened if he had.

End ID.]

Couple of doodles before I start :)

#he gets a lab-cloak. as a treat #hlvrai #snail's art #id #hlvrai darnold #hlvrai gordon #hlvrai coomer #hlvrai tommy #hlvrai bubby

[wh0lemilk0vich]

obsessed with the transfem stevie diner au ❤️❤️ here’s some ideas !!🪱

she catches eddie staring at her belly and thighs thru the blue dress or something idk, like he drops some food and spills something because he was too busy ogling her, draws attention to himself. it happens too many times for it to be coincidence, stevie figured him out quickly. i would love to see robin in this and just watching eddie be an absolute fucking disaster, stuttering and stammering whilst he tries to offer her an extra large portion (that is definitely not going to be thrown out if it isn’t eaten, shhhh) of leftover cherry pie because otherwise “it’ll go to waste”😭❤️

stevie accidentally rips the seams down the sides of her uniform when she bends over to pick up plates, her ass in the air, and eddie decides enough is enough, he needs to fuck this girl now. hanging up a hastily draw ‘be back later’ sign at the door, hurrying all 3 customers out, and hauling her into the back room where he just wholly worships her.

admits to giving her the leftovers and eagerly watching her plump up. afterwards eddie begs stevie to let him take her on a date, this man is fucking gone. stevie blushing and giggling , smiling all cute because being a girl is so fucking awesome, gingerly nodding her head and twirling her hair around her finger, still flushed from their encounter.

eddie takes her out, wines and dines her the whole lot. when he arrives to pick her up, like the gentleman he definitely is yep, he has a fucking aneurysm at stevie in a silky maroon dress that hugs and accentuates her curves. that little bit of belly bounces a bit through the dress as she makes her way outside on her heels, admittedly a few inches taller than eddie 🤤🤤🤤

eddie is pretty much drooling at this point. after he lets stevie into his car, (that he spent days cleaning to try and make it nice for her) he almost trips getting in because when stevie sits down, her thighs are just delicious. all spread out in some silky red wine dress, all the while she’s blushing innocently at eddie. her belly is sat in her lap over her thighs, beautiful well maintained hair cascading down her shoulders dusted in freckles and moles. she is fucking gorgeous

i need a girl like stevie 🫠projecting so hard onto eddie rn

Transfem-Chubby!Stevie Diner Au

Wormie my heart!!

Ugh I'm so into Eddie being down bad with absolutely no ability to play it cool. Just getting a dopey smile on his face every time Stevie comes in for her shift. Eddie always has a "Sorry this was supposed to be without mayo" or "You should finish off the blueberry pie, we're just gonna toss it" or "Fries got kinda burnt, oops" or "accidentally made the same ticket twice" as a way to win her heart and get more food into her. Spends most of his time watching her from the kitchen window, just enamored, and probably also trying to catch a peek at her cleavage or panties depending on how she's facing when she busses and clears down a table. But God, he's just so tongue-tied or flustered when she talks to him.

And like think about the opposite order. So like Eddie musters up all his courage and cleans up to ask the pretty girl from work on a date at the end of their shifts. "I was wondering, you know, if you'd like to go out some time? Maybe get food at a real restaurant for a change, see a movie?" Of course she says yes, I mean Eddie's the sexy, flirty(?) line cook that she's been harboring the beginning of a crush on and finds it hard to turn down all his little flirty food blunder treats. And it's so endearing when he shows up to pick her up, dressed in one of his uncle's dress shirts with the sleeves rolled up, and a tie, but still in his ripped studded jeans, and he's parted his hair. And Stevie is wearing one of her favorite dresses that she got after being on hrt for a bit, and like, she does not account for how much Eddie has been feeding her at work, because it looks pretty sinfully tight, not bursting by any means, but her new curves are so defined: the belly pooch, the hip/thigh dips, it actually fits well in the chest, but like another pound or two and she'll be tugging at the back to make sure it's fully covering her wider, rounder, Disney mom ass.

And when she's standing in front of Eddie (holding his bouquet of flowers), and he has to look up at her nervous smiling face, his own is plastered with a look of awe and admiration. He's so proud to be taking out this beautiful (giant, complimentary) woman. At the restaurant he orders for them both, but not in like a weird or controlling way, he like, gets them the tasting menu at this upscale but not over hyped place, and so he could actively avoid any scenario where Stevie might feel self conscious and not order what she actually wants. This way, he rationalizes, she won't have to think about what she's eating, and he knows she's going to be getting his money's worth. He even makes sure that they're getting slightly different courses so that he can let her "try" his dishes. Maybe he even tells a white lie about having had her tasting menu before, so she doesn't feel obligated to share back with him, he just wants her to get to try everything 🤤.

So then, after they start dating, and Eddie hasn't stopped his little screw-up scheme, all but feeding her intentional wrong orders, she finally has a wardrobe moment. Stevie is helping bus tables on a relatively slow day, just a couple of patrons. Eddie is watching her from the kitchen, as usual (his favorite show). Stevie bends over to wipe the table down and suddenly there's a pop, and she bolts upright, feels her side, goes bright red and runs to the kitchen, looking close to tears. Eddie tells her to meet him in the store closet, then runs out and apologizes to the few patrons, mostly stragglers just getting coffee or staying back to read the newspaper, ring them up, and lead them out.

He flips the sign to closed and runs back to Stevie. She's still rosey cheeked and tearing up, eyes a little bit puffy and Eddie, so sincere and earnest, is holding her head in his hands and smiling and trying to calm her. "What's wrong, beautiful Girl? What's got my babydoll so upset, huh?" And she moves her body and her apron that's twisted awkwardly to the side to show the burst seam. The first thing that comes to Eddie's mind is Pillsbury biscuits, his mouth is dry and he reaches his hands out tenderly to feel Stevie's warm soft sides, caressing them and feeling them flare out with the swell of her belly and hips, reaching back around her to cup her breathtaking ass, pulling her into a flush embrace. Their breathing is ragged, they're both nervous, and Eddie just holds Stevie's gaze for a moment before breathing out "Oh, fuck, Stevie...you're so fucking hot" and crashing their mouths together. Stevie's arms immediately fall around the back of Eddie's neck and he's desperately pressing her against a wall, slotting a leg between her thighs and dragging the skirt of her dress up to feel up one of her luscious cheeks. He's desperately grinding against her pillowy thigh and he can feel her, hard, against his.

Eddie pulls away for a second, scrambling to pull off his chef's coat, and then helps get Stevie out of her dress leaving her in a beautiful little bralette and hip-hugging silky panties. It's everyday underwear, not lingerie or anything, and he's just so smitten. She's hooking a leg around his waist while he kisses down her neck, nuzzling her perky little tits, rubbing a thumb over a clothed nipple. He kisses further down nuzzling her tummy, feeling her abs clench under the softness (she's ticklish). He kisses at her hips, bites at her inner thighs after pulling one over his shoulder, mouthing at her cock through the fabric and just looking up with so much desire and adoration asking her "🥺 Please, can I?🥺" And she nods yes, anxiously, but sincerely, not having felt this way before, desired in this way before, and it just feels right, natural. And Eddie makes her feel so exceedingly, knee-bucklingly, toe-curlingly, gut-wrenchingly good. She's just left there panting, chuckling, fingers clenching Eddie's hair, leg still up on his shoulder. He's pressing kisses into a pillowy, marshmallow thigh.

They get back to their feet and get dressed again. Stevie's hands move self-consciously to the popped seams at her sides, arms crossed across her body, hugging herself to appear smaller. So Eddie grabs his leather jacket from his locker and places it over her shoulders, giving her more coverage. She smiles meekly, glad for it, pushing some of her hair behind her ear coquettishly, and he gives her a smiling kiss on the cheek before taking her home, where she invites him in to help her try on her other uniform dresses. So they can test their structural integrity, especially after a meal or two, you know...like at work...it's purely scientific reasons. idk this really got away from me, but I'm in love with it.

#misha speaks #chubby steve harrington #transfem steve harrington #chaser eddie munson #steddie #chubby kink #stranger things #diner au #🪱 anon

[alonelystargazer]

it's still a distant goal for me since I'm just in the beginner stage of my sewing journey but I really want to cosplay Choso from JJK and make a costume from scratch, and after some research I think I've figured out how to do it. I'm hoping these notes will motivate and inspire me to actually go through with this haha.

(heads up: I'm gonna get super detailed with my notes, it's like a legit blog post)

At first I didn't know what type of clothing Choso was wearing or how to deconstruct his outfit until episode 37 of the anime Red Scale came out recently and we got to see him in action, and it made it way easier for me to analyze his outfit (and draw up some sketches, none of which are shown here haha)

BTW my goal with this isn't to create a costume as accurate to canon as possible, but I do want to have it as a foundation that I can later modify to suit my beginner sewing skills and to add any personal touches.

Vest

I had the most trouble figuring out the purple vest (there's probably a more accurate name for it but that's what I'm calling it), but the breakthrough came when I realized that the sides from the shoulders down are completely open and tied together with a separate belt/obi at the waist (although it looks like it could also be sewn from the waist down to the hips; the ribcage area is definitely open though)

I'm still unsure about how that crisscross shape of the neckline works, probably folding over fabric, but to simplify it, I could just make a rectangular shape for the torso panels and cut a slit down the middle for the neck part and it would drape down the shoulders, or just cut it into a V-shape neckline

Choso's fandom wiki page says it's a gi (like the uniform used in martial arts) but this one doesn't have sleeves so idk I'll probably disregard that, I don't trust fandom wiki haha. That's probably where the crisscross neckline comes from though; I just wouldn't know how to make that.

The scarf also looks really simple too, probably just a circle scarf made of the same material as the vest and obi.

for the material, maybe a medium weight cotton? it looks like it has a texture to it but I won't be too picky if I can't find anything like that

Top

as for the white top I could borrow from a haori design and modify it so it's just not open in the front (more so just to make the long flowy sleeves)

material: maybe a light or medium weight breathable cotton or linen (but not too thin or see through), or a polyester/synthetic or poly blend (I probably won't use synthetic fabrics though)

Pants

I'm not sure what style of pants/trousers these are, but I've seen a style called bontan that are pretty similar which are baggy like this and I'll probably refer to that; and it's not shown in these examples, but there's also a black (elastic?) waistband; there could be an elastic cuff but also the hem could just be cut shorter and have bandages wrapped around the shin/calves, or I could also use kyahan leggings. I think I'll just go with the elastic cuffs on the hems though since the boots will cover the ankles anyway.

I'll probably just use the same material as the top but add a lining or double layers as a reinforcement

I briefly considered that the pants could be a tattsuke-hakama style and combine it with the kyahan (kinda like designs for the characters in demon slayer), but those are pleated, and Choso's pants aren't like that, they're just wide and baggy.

I have a few pairs of combat boots I can wear to complete the outfit (if I wanted to be dead on accurate I would need a pair of Doc Martens boots but I'm not too picky about that, I'll just use what I have)

Hair & makeup

I'll probably end up buying a wig and style it into the bangs and buns bc my natural hair is very fine and doesn't hold any style!

I've already tried a few different makeup looks just for funsies, but generally I go with either a reddish or purple-ish eyeshadow all around the eyes and heavily line my eyes with black gel liner. Plus contour the nose and inner eye socket before creating the black mark across the nose with liner (and shadow to set it). Also, bushy brows.

I'm not one of those girlies who wears makeup all the time, and when I do it's not really heavy, and I don't wear foundation or any other complexion products, but since Choso kinda has pale skin, I could maybe use it and powder and contour my face to enhance the tired/ghostly look. I don't really want to do that though bc I don't think I want to keep touching up my makeup through the day if I ever go to a con. It might look weird and unbalanced to not have a perfect smooth base with such heavy eye makeup but that's just my thing.

I also think he would look good with dark nail polish and piercings, so I'll add those as my own little details.

Final thoughts

Generally speaking, since I'm a beginner and my goal is to create this costume by May/June 2024, I still have a lot of time to practice and to do further research. I just wanted to put my notes together now to inspire and motivate me.

I've seen so many people cosplay Choso already and I love their interpretations! They're also giving me inspiration on what I can do with my own cosplay.

I realize that cosplay doesn't need to be accurate to canon, and being 'accurate' doesn't make it better, but I'm just using the canon accurate clothing more as a template so that I can then modify it to suit my preferences, like following a recipe precisely and then making changes to it once you've learned the basics.

And I'm gonna try to avoid using synthetic fabrics bc I don't wanna create more plastic waste, even if they may be cheaper (and more durable?) than natural fabrics

Anyway, idk if anyone is actually interested in this except myself, but I'll be providing updates whenever I can. Once I've reached a point where I'm ready to start making clothes, I'll start off by making a mock up using muslin or some other cheap fabric I can find in a thrift shop like I've seen others do, before I fully commit to making the final costume.

If anyone actually read this whole thing, thanks! And if you've made cosplays before and would like to offer some advice, I would appreciate it! 😊👍

#I'm getting myself hyped for something that's just an idea right now #but I really want to make this cosplay and want to write down notes to inspire and motivate me #bre's posts #choso #cosplay #cosplay stuff #sewing stuff #I think those will be the tags I use for these updates

[anonymouspuzzler]

hey, i finished up that first batch of ko-fi doodles!!! thanks again to everyone who chipped in for one of these - they were a blast to do and it's really gonna help me make it through the holidays! (if you're interested in one of these and haven't gotten one already, don't worry, I'm gonna keep takin' em probably through january - you can find more info here if you want!)

Image IDs under da cut!

[Image 1 ID: A page of black-and-white digital ink drawings, including: Splat Tim as Captain 3 from Splatoon 3, Melony Pepon, an original character in a suit and bow tie holding up his pet rat, a pug in a bubble bath, Tinkaton from Pokemon Scarlet & Violet grinning maliciously, a mousegirl in a straw hat and dress holding a large pair of gardening shears, Holly Hollowtones dressed as Wario and punching out Bill Cipher, a muscular shrimp-girl dressed as Santa holding a bag of gifts, a Deep Rock Galactic dwarf with a bushy beard, Spheal in front of a mobile phone sales cart, Mitake Miyao from Ciconia No Naku Koro Ni, a grouchy cat sitting like a person, and an original character wearing a frilly dress and black gloves. End ID.]

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[Image 3 ID: A digital ink drawing of Tinkaton from Pokemon Scarlet and Violet, grinning maliciously. End ID.]

[Image 4 ID: A digital ink drawing of Spheal in front of a mobile phone sales cart, holding out a pen and a clipboard with a contract. End ID.]

[Image 5 ID: A digital ink drawing of a pug peeking out of a bubble bath. End ID.]

[Image 6 ID: A digital ink drawing of Thyme, an original character mouse-girl wearing a pinafore dress over a blouse with puffy sleeves, and a straw hat with a ribbon on it. She is holding a large pair of gardening shears. End ID.]

[Image 7 ID: A digital ink drawing of Melony Pepon. End ID.]

[Image 8 ID: A digital ink drawing of Holly Hollowtones dressed as Wario, punching out Bill Cipher. There is text reading "KO!" at the point of impact. End ID.]

[Image 9 ID: A digital ink drawing of a grouchy-looking cat, sitting like a person with its tummy out. End ID.]

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[Image 11 ID: A digital ink drawing of an original character, Timothy, holding up his chubby pet rat in both hands. He is wearing a formal vest and bow tie, and looking off to the side nervously. End ID.]

[Image 12 ID: A digital ink drawing of an original character, Yue. She has long hair and is wearing a frilly dress with a lacy collar, and black gloves. She is smiling slightly, exposing fangs. End ID.]

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#anonymous puzzler art #long post #tw for guns christmas stuff n pokemon scarlet/violet spoilers (of a “this guy exists” level) #seriously y'all thank you again these were a BLAST and you have no idea how much the money helps

[imboringasfuck]

The Dance of the Fire God

P.S. This is from my AO3 account by the name Hamilfan_538

"Onii-san, its time."

But even without Nezuko's reminder, Tanjiro knew that the sun was about to set.  He can already feel the sun's dying rays on his skin, and the warmth it brings is more than welcome from the freezing temperature of his surroundings. But he knows that it won't last throughout the dead of the night, so with one last prayer, he stood up from his family's grave. 

He can fool himself and say that he's ready for this, he thinks. Yet he knows that months of preparation will never be enough to prepare himself for this almost-impossible task. 

Yet Tanjiro must do so, in order to honor his past.

He then looked at Nezuko, who is now wearing a beautiful red kimono with sakura blossoms embroidered in its sleeves and at the ends of the kimono, secured with a white obi. Her hair was now tied in a simple bun with a red bow and she wore red paint on her lips. 

If he had never learned Total Concentration Breathing: Constant, he could've said that she took his breath away.

But her pink eyes had an apprehensive look on it. She was worried. Which he doesn't want her to be.

"I'm gonna be fine, Nezuko," says Tanjiro. "I've been practicing it for months. I'm sure that my body could endure it all throughout the night." 

(But if he's being honest, he's not sure that he would last the night either.)

Yet that doesn't take that worried look from her eyes, and he can't help but frown. But when he thought that he was going to get another scolding, her sister only said,

"Turn around."

He was surprised yet he complied. A few seconds later, a long white blindfold covering his face was tied around his head, with the kanji flames written on it. 

Ah, it was father's Kagura blindfold, he thought. 

After the blindfold was tied his eyes widened as a pair of warm arms hugged him from behind. 

"Good luck," whispered Nezuko. 

He can still smell the worry from her, yet it was not as strong as before. He smiled.

Nezuko then broke the hug. He then gave her a pat in the head before heading towards the circle of torches ahead. 

It's time

He can feel the snow beneath his feet, yet he feels no cold. The blindfold obscured his sight, yet he can still find his way forward. He can hear Zenitsu and Inosuke cheering for him from behind, yet he ignored them. It was just him and him alone.

Not long after, he felt that his feet no longer touched snow, which means this is the ritual grounds. From the sides of his blindfold, he can see the torches were already lit up, probably by Zenitsu and Inosuke before he came here. 

They both have offered to celebrate the New Year with him, and though he refused, saying that him and Nezuko could only afford a simple celebration, they still insisted, saying that they don't mind (though he's certain that Zenitsu has other things in mind).

So they also helped him prepare the house for the New Year, as well as help him prepare for the Hinokami Kagura. They help him build new torches, since the old ones went brittle due to lack of care, while Nezuko stitched up any tear or hole in the ritual clothes he now wore.

But the clothes still hang loosely from his frame, so she offered to sew it up to fit him. Yet he refused. He didn't want his father's ritual clothes be tampered, not even by a skilled seamstress like Nezuko. He'll grow into it, he says. So instead, he wore pieces of fabrics as belts so that the clothes stay in place.

And even though Tanjiro doesn't feel worthy in these clothes, he still wore it with pride. 

He then started pacing his breath, drawing out his Shinchishitō as he got into position. From the corner of his eye he counts the seconds before the sun touches the horizon. 

Ichi.

He still remembers the child, who despite shivering due to the cold, watched his father dance in a circle of flames all night long, and how he wished that he could do that too. 

Ni.

He can still remember the smell of blood, as his bedridden father uses his last remaining strength to remove the hanafuda earrings from his ears and attached them to Tanjiro's own, before saying his last words.

San.

He can still remember the ghost of a voice that was his father, guiding him as the elegant, water-like movements of his blade turned into the powerful and deadly slashes of the scorching sun as he slashed Rui's neck. 

Yon.

He can still remember his father guiding him in exiting the dream world, the world he had already lost and will never gain back.

Go.

He can remember his father, dressed in the very same clothes he's now wearing, standing barefoot in the same ground he's on, and holding the same Shinchishitō he's holding. 

He still remembers every New Year, and how his father performed every segment of the dance flawlessly from sunset to sunrise, not once stopping to rest.

And the only attempt of the dance which he himself had only done in his fight with Muzan. And it left him extremely battered and damaged, while his father did this every year without fail.

Can he do it?

Yes you can, my son.

Now, dance!

And as the sun touched the horizon, he slashed his Shinchishitō through the air, filling the silence with the chiming of the bells.

As Tanjiro continued to dance throughout the sunset, he didn't feel that his movements were of his own.

Rather, it was the movement of his ancestors is what he felt. 

Yoriichi, Sumiyoshi, his father.

The same movements that they have passed down, from generation to generation. The one that he is doing now. 

The same slashes, same turns of his body, the same strikes. The same paced breath, the same footsteps and the same body shifts. All of these, he's doing right now.

Something that he has only ever dreamed of accomplishing, he's reaching for right now.

And so as he danced through the night, his movements still as precise as ever.  Yet still he prayed and prayed in his mind:

Father, guide my sword.

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #tanjiro kamado #nezuko kamado #one shot #oneshots #character study #introspection #writing #anime and manga

[snackugaki-jestsjapesjokes]

... someone take heroforge from me, I was just curious, I swear I was! to see how close I could get to my iteration... the answer was respectably close but god at what cost

April wasn't too hard. Didn't quite have what I normally draw her hair like, the clothing options ...were so close but I just couldn't make it work so she's more punky than goth. 6/10

Irma... I've said it in a couple of my iteration lore posts but to me??? Irma was done dirty in 87. They just slapped a Jeanette the Chipette skin over 80s Trope Explicitly Less Desireable Best Friend of MC and she deserved better... which is why I shook Janine Melnitz and Nadia Vulvokov in a Pringles can and reconstituted what was left. I know HeroForge wasn't quiiiiite meant for this but it's pretty malleable tbh, unfortunate that some pieces are tied to others but serviceable, 8/10

At aking precious Keno, tignan mo siya napaka-astig noh???? tl;dr Ernie Reyes Jr. was the ninja of my childhood and one of the few identifiable filipino faces in american tv Don't think I addressed it in other lore dumps but one of the things I borrowed from Rise to season my iteration was the gender flip which the internet dice decided on Keno. Waffled on the outfit until just throwing the approximation of Keno's iconic movie outfit. the new facial feature editing on heroforge has been immensely helpful but god the nose smaller edits options still make my head hurt... probably gonna go back and edit some more because there's a specific pango I was going for and I hadn't figured it out yet. There wasn't a curly hair pixie option either. 5.4/10

This... fucking goober. Casey Arnaldo Goongala-ass Jones. My fault for using Elden Henson (iykyk) and Avan Jogia as face inspo when I was still learning how to use heroforge's new in-depth facial editor. It's.... close. Enough. Ish. 4.1/10

And then I got curious about my non-human cast....

Mikey's tucked in a sleeve don't worry about it because I could only get 3 turtles from the options available, technically I could have gotten in all four but then I'd have to take the staff out which I preferred not to because I'm more of the Teacher and Master Splinter than Father and Daddy Splinter. Couldn't get the two little tails mustache going which is a shame since I specifically gave my Splinter the Nicodemus cut. Saw I could slap a huge scroll on him and took the opportunity hahaaaa that isn't a stolen scroll from the Foot clan stronghold naaaah, Splinter didn't take it in petty vengeance for Yoshi's death on the grounds of this clan. Hhh I'd have preferred a ryuusui or a yagasuri pattern but they had a seigaiha pattern... good enough. 5.8/10

Then I tried to make turtles. Which there is a legitimate option for! Specific turtle head (singular choice), reptilian body... just I fucked up trying to see how close I could get to my actual drawings... and I saw into the abyss...

.......................... this felt illegal somehow. i had to stop. i couldn't do a front shot, it was horrifying. 1.4/10

Pretty happy I was able to give her the Chiaki Kuriyama nose and the snobby ojousan look using the face editor. Extremely tickled I figured out just the right shine for leather. The asymmetrical bob....... is as close as I could get to her actual side swept wispy pixie, tradeoffs I guess. 7/10

#keep me away from anything paper doll adjacent #it's getting to a point wher I can grok the controls in under two hours #and that's two hours I coulda been doing anything #like standing in the sun for my free dose of vitamin D #hhhhh maybe I should get diagnosed for some kinda obsessive/addictive personality something whatever #i'm re-editing them all even as I post this #don't look at me

[nostalgiatrip2010]

So I'm gonna start off this nostalgia trip with introducing the stars of this madness, the two that started it all for my adventures in Humanformers; Shatter & Darkshadow!!

To start with a tad bit of context, these girls are clones of Starscream and Knockout. Ikr, how original?! But trust me there's a bit more to it, I don't wanna go too deep into that just yet, this post is to give you an idea of their appearance for now 😉

Until I can get my hands on a tablet, I've been experimenting with different art styles and looks for them. Still trying to get the hang of colouring and drawing certain features lol, so for now I'm gonna leave y'all with these sketches of my girls. With a few notes on my progress 😁

With Shatter's old design, it was very basic to say the least. Ash white hair, with a single Red stripe down the front cut into a bob, topped off with an undercut. Red bra-like tank top and matching pants, with a sheer mesh sweater.

Idk what I was thinking when I gave her this outfit, I guess my young brain just thought it was cute and it wasn't until I got older I realised, "isn't she, like, 9-10 y.o?" So yeah, probs not very appropriate to be having a literal child character getting around almost half naked.

I think the reason I had her dress like this is because in my head at the time, Shatter was the rebellious older sister type and I assumed thats how those types of kids dressed. Not to mention, going out on missions and training, it's loose, breathable and easy to move around the battlefield in.

Being Knockout's counterpart, I wanted Darkshadow to reflect that prim and proper side of him. Long red hair, often tied up in a ponytail and side part bangs. A cute little crimson dress with black puffed sleeves.

Darkshadow has a cutesy, almost cottage-core vibe to her outfit and you can't have a literal Knockout clone and not have her irrationally obsess over a certain feature she puts a lot of effort into, for this little lady that would be her hair and nails. Primus help the poor soul who dares mess up her perfect ponytail or chip her nail polish.

Much like Shatter's old design I kept it sweet and simple (and more age appropriate). But unlike Shatter's, I always liked Darkshadow's design and I haven't changed it much as you'll see in the next picture.

This one here is my most recent redesign of the two. As I said, Darkshadow doesn't change much in terms of her outfit. The most I've added is a gold bow in her hair, sometimes switched with a simple headband, and a matching belt. I don't know if these additions to her outfit are too much, so lemme me know what you think 😊 constructive criticism is always appreciated.

Shatter's outfit has changed completely. She's now rocking a spaghetti strap top, with different grey patterns and red accents. The only part of her old outfit I kept was the sheer mesh sweater, coz I know it's af cold on the Nemisis. I wanted to be more faithful to Starscreams actual colour scheme and robot pattern. Even her hair has changed into a slicked back pixie cut.

I can't think of anything else I can add to the girls for now but, as stated before, any constructive criticism and questions are welcome 🤗

#transformers prime #original character #starscream #tfp #please be nice im sensitive #tfp knockout

[ameliterature]

anderperry and chameron pirates,knight, and royalty!

(inspired by @inahallucination 's HC here)

tw: some suggestive scenes (only implied)

Word on the street is that there's a rogue pirate kidnapping handsome princes! So the knights assigned Neil Perry (their Golden Knight) to watch over Todd Anderson!

One night, the rogue pirate (Charlie) scaled a room on the side of the castle successfully and spots a sleeping young man on his bed. He's immediately in love with his pale skin, sleeping face, and red copper hair. Before the sleeping man could wake up, Charlie puts a sack over his head and carries him out of the room.

"Did you here that?" Todd asks Neil, whose armor was scattered across Todd's floor.

"Huh? No?" Neil said from Todd's chest, still in the middle of kissing him.

"It sounded like it came from Cameron's room. We should check."

"Your nanny? I'm sure he's fine, we're not done here--"

"Neil, he's my advisor and we're going to check on him. There's a pirate on the loose remember?"

Neil groans and helps them get dressed.

"Wake up, Prince." Charlie patted Cameron's cheek. They were in the caves beside a shore where Charlie's row boat waded, the moonlight still shining on Cameron's skin, making Charlie a bit flustered.

Cameron gathered himself, trying to wipe his face but his hands were tied behind his back. "Prince? Oh-- You're that pirate who kidnaps princes!!" He notices Charlie's flowy shirt and eyepatch before he noticed the earrings and the sword on him. The man had taste.

"Okay Prince Todd, I don't normally kidnap princes this far out but I heard you were the most beautiful in the land. I'd say they were right on that end so I've decided to keep you for myself." Charlie winked.

"W-what? I'm not the--"

"Stop right there!" Neil shouted from the other side of the cave.

"You! Perry!" Charlie stood up, drawing his sword.

"We meet again, you scoundrel!" Neil laughed as he pointed his sword at Charlie.

"Oh please, just because I left knight training to be a pirate doesn't mean I'm a scoundrel! I'm a dignified adventurer!" Charlie rebutted. Neil scoffs at his former classmate.

"Unhand our friend right now!" Todd yelled from behind Neil.

"Sorry, but the beautiful Prince Todd will be coming with me!" Charlie hoisted Cameron over his shoulder.

"Let me go! I'm not Todd!"

"Yeah!" Todd added, "I'm Todd!"

"Yeah, and Todd's mine!" Neil piped in.

"... Huh? Then... Who--"

"I'm Richard Cameron? The advisor and right hand man to the Prince? You didn't actually think I was the most beautiful prince in the land, right?"

Charlie puts Cameron down again. "I--" He stutters a bit.

"Y-you... You actually think I'm as beautiful as how they describe Todd? Even if you got the wrong room??"

"How could you think Cameron's more-- Ow!" Neil's rant was cut off by Todd pinching him to keep quiet.

"I... Yeah-- I thought you were really pretty and--" Charlie hid his face in his pirate sleeves. "I-- I just thought--"

"... Y'know... now that we're all out here... Do you all just wanna runaway?" Todd suggested. "We've got Neil to protect us, I've got my best advisor, I hate this kingdom and my parents, we should just go!"

Cameron was about to scold Todd for even saying he hated this kingdom but he sighed instead. "You know what? Sure. I'm gonna get fired if I do or don't agree with you anyway." Both Charlie and Todd beamed in happiness.

"Wait... does this mean we have to share a boat-- a room with other people tonight?" Neil groaned.

"Honey, we can continue in this cave if you want." Cameron looked at Todd in disappointment.

"What? No!" Neil and Cameron said in unison.

"Hey man, if you guys wanna live the pirate life, you gotta be okay with sharing the space with other horny pirates." Charlie shrugged before looking at Cameron again.

"Please don't tell me that while I'm still tied up."

And so, Charlie "kidnapped" Todd, Cameron, and Neil in one night. They met up with Charlie's crew: Knox the translator, Pitts the navigator, and Meeks the weapons smith. (Yes, they were all former princes who ran away with Charlie.)

The Dead Pirates were formed.

#dead pirates society lmao #dps #anderperry #dead poets society #anderperry fanfic #anderperry fic #dps fic #fanfic #fic #chameron #charlie dalton #todd anderson #neil perry #richard cameron

[gliphyartfan]

Here is the rough draft for Time's full normal attire. Some headcanon notes for the design -Time hates ties. With a passion. Its a daily torture that he wears them, but he feels the difference when he is fully put together in expensive name brand suits. Please listen more. He doesn't know if it pisses him off or makes him want to mock them. (and the dream of (y/n) helping him take off the tie at the end of a hard day might be what keeps him going) -The scarf: Its a gift from Wars for one of his birthdays. At the end of the day they are brothers and despite loving the same person I feel like losing each other would be the second worst pain to feel, after losing (y/n), due to how they understand each other. Especially for Time since he waited the longest to finally finally finally have someone who understood him. How tortured he was not knowing if any of his brothers would come, if he would find (y/n). He will be found wearing presents from the others, as he doesn't really buy things for himself.

-The markings. I just never felt right when sketching if Time did not have his signature markings (same with Twilight). I feel like he would at some point dawned the mask. Surviving, especially as a kid is hard in our world. So I see many dire opportunities to need it.

-EARS. Yes I know the ears are human ears. The guys would use magic to hide it. It would be too odd for a group of gentleman to all have pointy ears and be down right fucking terrifying. Also when finally meeting (y/n) it might make her hesitant of them. (not due to anything malicious, girl just watches/reads way too many supernatural shows/movies/books to know something sus was up.) And also the whole, not draw attention to themselves thing. Ask me anything about the design, let me know if you don't like anything. Or even just questions on the art. Like I said in a comment, I'm transitioning from physical materials to digital so I understand if anything looks weird. I even have a blurb in my head of Lilah's(my y/n's) reaction to Time's meeting if anyone is interested in me writing that. I have to go ahead and apologize, my line work will never be straight and perfect. I had an accident so I have some nerve damage in my drawing hand. So just a heads up. Oh! And you can call me, Lyric!! *goes to hide and cry from embaressment.*

@yandere-linked-universe *Excited Noises* LOOK!

Holy shit. I can see his muscles inside those sleeves

You drew this?? Really??!???

And I thought your last drawing was incredible! (And it was!)

The details, the lines, the colors. (That SUIT)

His hair is a in small ponytail!! (The things that face does to me...)

Excellent color choice for him. The scarf is absolutely a perfect touch to his style.

I'm genuinely envious that you managed to draw his hand and arms so well. And LOOK at the way his body is proportioned! And his face. (His expression!)

How he's standing makes me drool. The red of the scarf just delightfully contrasting his blue inner shirt!

I agree with your Headcanons so hard!! (I honestly can't see him without his markings).

Ears? Perfect, I honestly would see them using magic to hide their ears.

Plus I honestly see Time only accepting gifts from the chain, (and (y/n)).

Time not using ties because he wants (y/n) to tie it for him? Oooh, that's gonna be something each of those boys would want. But Time? Peeeerfect!

What are his shoes? I would say boots. Steel toe Boots that can be disguised as dress shoes!

Does he hold rings? Maybe Legend gives them a magic ring for protection?

I know if she gives them a gift, if they can wear it, it's a permanent accessory for them.

You have writing? Please share! I genuinely enjoy other people's work! The world is waiting for your creativity!

Thank you so much for this surprise! I'm actually excited to see more of your incredible work!

Please accept this not as good as your magnificent work traditional sketch of a plushie Sky as a humble bribe tribute!

Can't say no to him can't you?

#mafia au #lu time #linked universe #linkeduniverse #yandere linked universe #lu #loz #not my art #except the sketch #my art

[mminttae]

Clandestine | 02

-> Pairing : Jeon Jungkook x reader

-> Genre : tattoo!artist Jungkook, mafia! JJK,mafia au, bloody!missions, slight violence, got secrets they can't tell, angst, romance, Jungkook's part time job is flirting, sad (backstory), Y/N is strong!

-> Summary : who would have known that just doing a part time job at a night club would lead you to the tattoo artist Jeon Jungkook's messed up world. One letter related to the secret comes out of your mouth you'll be laying in Jungkook's arms but alive or not, that's not guaranteed...

-> Word Count : 4.286 K ( A/N: I’m increasing words )

-> T/W body language, killing, curse words and intimacy are included in the story (you may read if you're comfortable with these)

Part : 2

<< previous chap

.・゜-: ✧ :-playlist -: ✧ :-゜・．

Jungkook's mouth opened and closed like a goldfish. Even if me saying that line didn't flatten him enough I knew the nickname did as it always have been doing. It was clearly visible that he didn't expect me to be this bold suddenly. But he being himself smirked after a couple of seconds as his hand snaked up to grab my wrist pulling me more closer "Sure princess.. Do you want to go to the trip now? " His tongue rolling over his bottom lip as his piercing doe eyes holding so many thoughts looked at my lips then to my eyes.

"I don't want to interrupt but the trip has to be postponed "Jimin interferes in the moment, his eyes narrowed and only looking at me as if scared that the younger guy would throw him out if he locked eyes with his. Making a 'tch' sound Jungkook raises his eyebrows at Jimin in a manner that reads he's asking why postpone. I yeet his hand which was holding my wrist and get off from the table clearing my throat while fixing the skirt and apron. Jungkook clearly disappointed for not being able to hear my answer gets up from the seat while putting the black leather jacket around his shoulders. Jimin and Taehyung following him gets up too grabbing their bags. Jungkook walked up to me while fixing his bangs with his index finger.

"Gotta go princess a client's waiting" Nodding I proceeded to walk away but I could hear Jungkook saying with a sad dramatic tone. "Atleast act that you don't want me to go". I'm afraid I won't be able to because I myself don't know what this client of yours gonna do if you don't go on time. Is the person waiting even a client or not? Knitting my eyebrows I look back only to meet with strangers taking up the seat. The three tall mesmerizing men with inks on their body not to be seen anywhere. I don't know what's going on in that foolish yet extremely clever brain of yours but...

Be careful Mr. Artbook..

End of YOUR POV

Mid summer yet the night breeze is able to run shivers down your spine. Not a single soul in sight.

10 at night maybe the shopkeepers closed down the shutters and went to bed. Not many shops here in this area to even begin with. The only workshop's bell which rings here is the Jeon's Tattoo corner which has been ringing from the morning today , seemed to have stopped in the evening but now making its sound again. "Argh I should really break down this bell "

With an annoyed expression the black haired guy opens the drawers searching for a fresh towel. The tall man who just entered the shop walked past the desk table, turning the door knob and allowing himself inside the cozy room. His loud footsteps on the wooden floor telling Jungkook that the guest has arrived.

"Where were you? I waited here for five minutes then went inside the nearby plant store to kill time"

Taking off the long coat the tall silver haired guy walks up to the chair positioned in the middle of the room beside the various tools. "Sorry hyung, Taehyung and Jimin wanted a new tattoo so went to hear out their designs"

Jungkook says, eyebrows knitted while he fishes out the stencil of the beautiful clematis he has drawn beforehand of the leader's arrival. Smiling to himself he walks up to the seated boss whose like a big brother to him, he puts the stencil aside. Taking out a black rubber band from his pocket he takes his hair and ties it up to a small ponytail before taking out a drawer full of tattoo needles and inks. "Heard that Yoongi started boxing classes with you"

The older male speaks as his lip corners slowly moves upwards. Jungkook giving out a laugh says, "Yea Yoongi hyung be moving like a turtle. "

The thought of his hyung boxing and whining that it's hard is enough to make the little one giggle. Taking out a small wooden stool with one hand as the other one was holding the tattoo gun, Jungkook sits himself beside the strong looking man who rolls up his shirt's sleeves revealing all the different type of arts and words of different languages tattooed on his arm.

"Need chewing gum?"

The younger one asks at the thought that it might hurt but the older one replies plainly that he's fine after all his skin had been coming in contact with this gun for a long time now. Jungkook nods before resting the needle on the free space on the top of the man's biceps before starting to draw on it, the awestrucking clematis. "Was thinking of getting a lip piercing but not being able to get it cuz of the adults in the house"

The man says while his dimples makes visits to his cheeks.

"The exact same reason why am postponing on getting an eyebrow piercing"

Jungkook replies as he carefully moves the tattoo gun sideways on the man's bicep.

"So when are you planning on telling your sister?"

He asks as the silver haired guy closes his eyes once realizing what Jungkook meant.

"When the time's right.. "

He replies, slowly opening his eyes his gaze meeting the ceiling.

"But first we need to pinpoint Mr. Choi's location"

Replying with a small and quiet yes Jungkook draws the details on the flower carefully.

"Seokjin has been checking the cctvs regularly and the only thing he found was the black hyundai stopping at a night club at exactly 7pm every Tuesday and Wednesday"

"What's the night club's name? "

Jungkook asks as he draws on the small leaves.

"Hell's night club"

With just the mention of the night club's name Jungkook's hand stops moving as his eyes widened. "Isn't that the club you often visit with the others? "

The silver haired man asks making Jungkook quietly nod his head. If the most feared mafia in the country slash his team's biggest rival had been going to the exact same club at the exact same time as his how come he never saw the familiar old man's face? He thought.

What kind of person does the man disguise him as that even Jimin who encountered him multiple times doesn't notice. "You should be careful and try to see your clients faces carefully and see if they match that old fart's face or not"

Jungkook humming a response continued on giving the clematis it's final touch. Finishing the tattoo he removes the gun making the silver haired man sit up straight and fix his shirt.

"You know what to do right?"

Jungkook asks referring to putting on Vaseline ointment on the tattoo and stuffs. The older guy nods while fetching his coat. "I'll get going then. Thanks for the tattoo kook"

Jungkook simply nods his mind stuck in a different topic. Putting the equipments away and tidying up the towels as the older guy leaves the shop and disappears into the darkness of the night in the empty alleyway, Jungkook couldn't help but think about what you were up to. His mind stitching up different negative thoughts together.

"If Mr. Choi is really going to that club then he must have seen Y/N always talking to us..... What if he does something to her? " Jungkook asks to himself and the next thing he does is take his bag, turn off the lights, lock the doors and run off to meet you.

• -

"I'll be off then"

Bowing politely you take hold of the two big disposable bags and huff out a breathe when you realize how heavy both of them were. Kicking the back staff door with your leg open the first thing you see is Jeon Jungkook leaning on the wall infront. His hair tied up in a small ponytail, a bag hung around his shoulder and inked hands resting inside his jeans pockets. His eyes falls on your hands holding the disposable garbage bags, sighing he walks up to you.

"I thought your job was to serve and take orders not bring out garbages" You looked down at the bags in your hands while saying, "I was coming out anyways it's no biggie"

You flashed him a small smile but his eyes looked worried and his face tensed. You wondered what happened but didn't dare to ask thinking that he will only answer with 'none of your business' . Yes Jeon Jungkook unknowingly says harsh things without thinking when he's tensed. Jungkook takes the garbage bags from your hands and put it beside the door when his eyes lands on your right hand which was bandaged. His eyes widen and he quickly took your right hand examining it while asking

"How did this happen? Are you okay? "

Embarrassed you put your hand away from his warm ones and answer while smiling, not making eye contact

"It's okay I'm fine these kind of injuries are meant to happen if you work in a bar." Jungkook not convinced took your hand again now keeping it infront of him not letting you pull it back. His eyebrows knitted . "You were totally fine this evening tell me what happened". Chewing on your bottom lip you look down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

"Y/N tell me what happened.." Jungkook says once again this time his voice laced with concern as his hands caressed your hair. You were actually a bit taken aback at how the always dominant voice of Jungkook is making its way to you in a concerned and soft way.

"A drunk guy harshly pulled my hand wanting me to sit beside him but I fought back and he suddenly let go of me making me loose my balance at hit the edge of the glass table behind and that's how I got this"

You say while looking at your bandaged hand which was now resting in jungkook's warm palm. He softly held your injured hand and lower down a bit to meet your height. Looking at your eyes he said

"Tell me who did this. Tell me who did this to you I'm gonna fucking kill him"

In a calm soft voice but the last part obviously didn't come out in a soft way. You laughed and pushed him a bit away from you. "It's okay am fine don't overreact he was drunk" But Jungkook not buying the answer walked closer to you and again with a serious tone asked you . "Tell me how he looked like"

Knowing that he won't let go of the topic unless you give him a proper answer you sigh, rolling your eyes while describing the drunk man you happened to meet inside the club. "He had small eyes , a sharp nose and dark stubble on his face and.." You trailed off thinking what else did the man have but Jungkook interrupted asking in a quick manner

"Did he have any sort of tattoo on his wrist? " Replaying the moment inside your head you widen your eyes a bit and nod your head, "Yea he did.. Was that a crown? A crown maybe"

Exactly knowing who that drunk man you encountered was Jungkook's chest sank at the thought that the old man touched you with his dirty hands. Gulping down the saliva that formed in his mouth he without thinking pulled you to his chest engulfing you in a hug. He wasn't sure why he felt like protecting you but he wanted to . He wasn't supposed to feel this way now that he set his mind on the plan his brain made up on the way here but..he did. He wanted to make sure you were safe.

Widening your eyes at how Jungkook suddenly hugged you, your mind went blank. There's no doubt in how fast your heart was beating. To be honest to yourself you were actually frightened when that man tried touching you in an ill manner but now being in Jungkook's arms you felt safe. You felt safe when he was around. Jungkook's arms around you got tighter as he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck.

So this is how you gonna play it Mr. Choi

He thinks.

•-

Flashback 5 weeks back

Stretching your arms you give out a small yawn before grabbing the books from the table and making your way out of the auditorium. Walking while looking at your  surroundings you didn't notice the tall man standing infront of you. Too immersed in the same old paintings hanging on the walls you hit something hard making the copies and books in your hands fall down. Without looking up at the person you bumped into you quickly said 'sorry' while kneeling down to pick up your supplies. The tall gentleman kneeled down too helping you with picking up your stationerys. You got up, the man following you soon. This time facing the guy properly as both of you made eye contact you were about to say thank you when your voice abruptly decided to not come out.

The man had soft long black hair .The kind of hair you would want to play with all day. His baby doe eyes staring at you, his lips parted. The oversized hoodie he was wearing made him the grizzly huggable bear image more.

As your eyes scanned him from head to toe, your lips a bit parted, the guy not being able to control his laughter at how cute you looked when your eyes went big as if you saw something really interesting and you'd like to study that thing more, he gave out small giggles making you quickly close your mouth and look at him. Noticing how every students in tha hall were staring at both of you, you shifted your weight from one leg to another leg uncomfortably. But the guy's Adorable bunny smile didn't go out of your notice. His eyes wrinkled as he tilted his face and asked you softly

"You okay? "

Blinking couple of times you nodded your head making him shyly scratch his nape and mumble 'thank god'. Your lips automatically curved up when your eyes landed on the ID card hung around his neck

"Jeon Jungkook"

Once realization hit you that you were now standing infront of your college's hearthrob while looking like a whole mess which you didn't care about that much until you bumped into him, your cheeks got tinted in a light blush. Pulling your lips in you tilted your head a bit to the side making your baby hairs fall over your face.

"Hey kook!"

A loud deep voice entered the ears of the people standing in the hall making them turn their heads to the two seniors waving their hands at Jungkook's direction, a big wide smile plastered know their face. Jungkook takes out his bracelet covered wrist from his pocket and waves at them. Jimin running towards us and wrapping his arm around the tall guy's shoulders he notices me and flashes me a smile

"Hey Y/N"

Waving your sweater paw at him as a hey you smiled. You met Jimin and Taehyung a couple of times before in some group works with seniors. You not really interested in gossips of the college noticed just a few days ago that Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook are the well known hot trio of this college.

"Y/N.."

Jungkook repeats your name to himself before looking at you once again , smiling while saying

"Sweet name"

His sweet honey voice saying your name was enough to melt you. If it was any other guy right now you would have simply said thank you for helping you pick up the books and walk away without saying anything but surprisingly Jeon Jungkook made you stop. "I'm hungry didn't have breakfast this morning" Taehyung whines while holding his tummy earning a slap on his head from Jimin. "we are going for lunch wanna join us? "

Jungkook asks you making you widen your eyes at the sudden invitation and Jungkook earning some smirks from the seniors beside him, Jimin elbowing his arm while wiggling his eyebrows. Jungkook simply rolled his eyes at his hyungs before looking at you for a reply. You glancing at your silver wrist watch said "I would love to but I should get going. I have some stuffs to do"

Jungkook quietly nods his head before flashing you a smile.

Is he always smiling?

You thought noticing that he had been smiling since the moment both of you met. "Y/N's always studying hard"

Taehyung says earning a nod from Jimin making you shyly scratch your nape.

The Brunnete haired approached you giving you a pat on your shoulder before saying "Study well but don't forget to have lunch okay? "

You flashed him a smile while nodding. Jungkook waving his hands at you as a 'bye' walked past you with the two boys. You looked back at three of them noticing that two of them were wearing hoodies and one of them were wearing full sleeved tees.

It's so hot these days why are they wearing hoodies on top of tees?

Shaking your head you quickened your pace and quickly got out of the college grounds. Walking to the bus stand while looking around at the cozy coffee shops on the streets you keep glancing at your watch from time to time to make sure that you're going on time or not.

Now here's a secret about you that no one knows

You're a student at an art college but you are also a student at a law school. Your father runs the family business of electronics. Yes the electronics company ranking the second best in the country out of all the other electronic companies, which he wants to hand over to your big brother after he retires. Your mother always wanted a child of her to be a sculptor. Borning late in the family with the talent of art you were forced to study this subject whereas you were interested in prosecution, catching criminals and stuffs. What you were most interested in were being a mafia or an assassin but you gave up on those dreams and decided to study law. Your parents only giving their all attention and care to their first born, didn't care about you that much. The only thing they wanted from you was becoming a great sculptor and bringing praise to your family.

After nights of confusion and judgement you decided to study in the law school that you got admitted, secretly with the money your grandparents left you. Your grandparents left some money for you and your brother before passing away and thankfully they were enough to pay for your study books expenses. But maintaining time for your law school as well as the art school was hard but you managed to make time after dropping off from some extra courses of the art college without telling your parents. But it was hectic. Your college hours starts from 7 am. And you have classes till 9am then a break at 9:15 am to 10:30 due to dropping off from some extra class. Your law classes starts from 9:30 so during the break you quickly leave the grounds and head off to the law classes. Then you return to the art college at 10:20 when it's a break at your law school. Then once again when it's a lunch break at the art school you head off to the law school while munching on some snacks, obviously not getting time to have proper lunch. And when it comes to events you had to make up excuses at the law school for not attending as your parents would obviously not skip their daughter's presentations.

It would be more hectic from today cuz you just applied to a job at a night club. There's a course for learning shooting at the law school but you don't have enough money to pay for that so it's time to earn some money.

•••

Stretching your arms while getting up from the seat you had been sitting on straight for 2 hours, you give a yawn before taking out a scrunchie and putting your hair up. All the classes for the day are done. Putting the back pack around your shoulder you bow at the teacher before leaving the school premises. Walking inside the bus and sitting on one of the seat you take out your phone and start typing to your mother , 'Mom I'll be late tonight as I got some extra lessons. Don't worry for me and you don't have to send car I'll come by bus'

"No one's gonna worry about me though"

You say to yourself while letting out a small laugh and looking out at the window. Everything vanishing from your sight at a fast pace as the vehicle picks up its speed upon seeing the empty road. Some of the street lights flickering due to not being fixed for several days now. You take out the 'guideline' paper of the bar you're gonna work in from backpack, going through the structure of the building in your mind and remembering all the rules explained to you yesterday when you went to apply for the job. This night club only seemed to be safe for you to work in now. By safe means you would have no worries of the common students who spends time in bars and clubs to see you. If anyone recognizes you then it's game over. Plus the pay is high too.

The phone screen lighting up as a notification popped up you unlocked the phone before seeing from whom the text is from.

Bro: heard you're coming late at night should I pick you up from the way while coming home?

"Geez already told him?"

You say to yourself once realizing that your mom told your brother to pick up but your brother being nice asked if you want to be picked up first or not. Smiling at his text before typing your reply It's ok you don't have to come. The office is far away from my college anyways. Get home safely.

Waiting for a few minutes to see his reply which you didn't get you turned off your phone and put it inside your bag. Looking out from the window thinking why he didn't reply when he saw your text whereas usually he would try to come pick you up, being the 'protective' brother. You got down from the bus as soon as the bus came to its stop. You walked for a few more minutes from the bus stop till arriving at your destination.

Hell's night club

•••

It's been only five minutes of you serving drinks but you're already tired. How can a human body and mind work for 13 hours straight without any rest. You did mess up some tables a couple of times for which you were now getting a scolding from the manager. You looking down bowing slightly while your hands in front of you.

"Miss Lee Y/N did you properly see the table numbers today? "

The old man asks to which you nod. "Then why are you messing up? " He asks in a raised voice making you flinch and quickly mumble a sorry. You lift your head up a bit to see the old man sighing while pinching his forehead, clearly visible that he's angry. "I'm letting you go as this is your first time don't make mistakes anymore"

He says making you bow and say

"Thank you"

He looked around trying to see if any waitresses are free. Sighing at how there's no one free without counting you he gave you a look before handing you a tray of various kinds of drinks. "Take this to table no. 14. And  do not  make any mistakes. They are regulars here I don't want them gone" Nodding at him you set off to find this table no. 14 . Noticing how your skirt got up a bit you tried pulling the skirt a bit down with one hand as the other one was holding the tray, you quickly withdraw your hand without fixing the skirt upon seeing the tray tremble in one hand. Quickly holding the tray in place and scanning if any drinks were spilled, you sigh in relief. You looked back to only lock eyes with the manager . He staring straight at you with his cold eyes. You gave a small awkward smile and walked towards table 14.

The table no. 14 seemed to be surrounded by many big men. All had some sort of tattoos on them. A familiar man sitting in the middle holding a pen and scribbling something on a notebook. His inked arms full on display as the silver earrings were still being able to shine despite the dullness in the scene. His long bangs falling before his eyes not letting anyone see the face beneath it.

You quietly approached the table and when you raised your eyes from the ground to the man sitting in the middle, your legs automatic came to a halt and your breath hitched.

Jeon Jungkook right there was sitting. The table in front occupied with various weapons and him sitting like a whole five course meal, fingers playing with the dangly earrings

This is totally not what I expected

#jungkook tattoo #jungkook ff #mafia jungkook #tattoo artist jungkook #jjk imagines #bts imagines #bts namjoon #bts yoongi #BTS jimin #bts hoseok #bts seokjin #bts taehyung #wow i'm posting

[three-gulons-in-a-trenchcoat]

We Gon' Burn The Whole House Down

words: 1.4k

[Notes: ahhhh it's finally completed! this was actually a prompt I started first, forgot about it, lost motivation, and eventually came back too heh. I am proud of this one though]

Also: I would recommend listening to this song while reading this since it's what the story, as well as the title, is based on. For mobile users, or if the link isn't working, listen to Burn the House Down by AJR thanks!

*This Story Contains Spoilers For Unlocked*

“Keefe was right, you really haven’t decorated your room much.” Sophie glanced up from where she was rubbing Iggy's belly, the small (now blue and green) fluffball letting out a whine of dissatisfaction at her retreating fingers. “I guess I’ve just never had much time to decorate,” she sighed. Tam shrugged,” I guess I can’t complain, my room at Teirgans isn’t that decorated either.” He stared at the papers framed around the room, Keefe had gotten into the habit of giving his friends old pages from his sketchbooks, insisting that they were useless to him in his quest to find memories about his mom. His gaze lingered on a drawing of Luna and Silveny, curled up in the grass together. The mama alicorns head rested on top of her baby’s, both of their eyes closed as they dozed. Currently, the two alicorns were playing in the pastures with his sister. He was sure Wynn and Greyfell were there too.

Faint chatter echoed downstairs. The collective had gathered in Havenfield for another meeting. They've been having a lot of them lately.

Ever since Keefe left.

Sophie cleared her throat, looking away from the pictures. Her body felt heavy.

Tam seemed to notice her discomfort, and he turned to her, his eyes softening, “I’m sure he's alright.” He murmured.

Sophie resumed her scratching, Iggy's grumbling purrs filling the room, “I hope so.” she whispered.

The silence stretched on for a moment before Tam cleared his throat,“ This is a bit awkward isn't it?” he asked.

Sophie looked up, “What do you mean?”

Tam huffed slightly, and Sophie noticed how he shifted in the same spot, so she patted the bed. He hesitated for a moment before sitting down.

“I mean, I know we’re friends, but….” He trailed off.

Sophie understood, “I guess I haven’t been the best at including you and Linh huh?” she said.

It felt weird, she knew Tam, and she knew they both considered each other friends but, they barely talked to each other outside of Blackswan stuff, or when all of them were hanging out together.

Tam was only up here because he asked to see Keefe's artwork.

Tam nodded, “It’s partially my fault,” he grimaced, “If I hadn't joined with the Neverse-”

“Don’t say that.” Sophie said firmly, her eyes meeting his, “We all know it wasn’t your fault.”

Sophie knew he didn’t believe her. His eyes betrayed him. Unfortunately, she knew that guilt all too well.

The silence was back, and thicker than it was before.

“Have you ever listened to music?” Sophie found herself blurting. Her face ran hot, wishing she could take the words back. Of course, he could you idiot, her mind reprimanded, his family literally does that for a living.

Tam opened his mouth.

“Human music,” Sophie added quickly.

Tams mouth closed, “No, I haven't.”

“Do you want to?” Sophie offered.

Tam cocked his head, his eyes skittered around the room, “How?” he asked dumbly.

Sophie sat up, walking over to her dresser. She crouched down, reaching into the bottom drawer. It's not like it was illegal to have human items, In fact, the collective and Councilor Terik knew she had kept some human things with her when she came to the Lost Cities, but you could never be too sure.

She withdrew, holding her iPod and some earphones, “With these.”

Tam blinked as she walked back over, sitting down and plugging the earphones into the jack. He stared at the iPod curiously as Sophie turned it on.

“It’s human obviously,” Sophie explained, tapping the screen and opening her music. She smiled softly, it had been so long since she had listened to any of her songs.

“Are they human artists?” Tam asked, peering over her shoulder to look at the screen.

Sophie nodded, “A lot of human music is stored in this app so that people can listen to it from anywhere.”

Tam's eyes flashed with understanding, and Sophie handed him an earbud. He stared at it.

Sophie giggled slightly, pointing to her ear, “In here.”

The tips of his ears turned slightly red, and he looked down, “Right.” he mumbled sheepishly, placing the earbud in his ear slowly.

Sophie scrolled to her most recent playlist (recent meaning a couple of years Ago) and clicked on her most recent play.

She had only found this band when she was bored and homesick, scrolling through her recommended.

The song started almost immediately, and Tam’s brow furrowed, trying to understand the language.

Used to keep it cool

Used to be a fool

All about the bounce in my step

“It's in a human language,” Sophie explained.

Watch it on the news

Whatcha gonna do?

I could hit refresh and forget

Trumpets started in the background, following the beat of the song, and Tam relaxed slightly, “That kinda sounds like one of the instruments my mother uses.”

Granted, Sophie could understand the lyrics just fine, but she knew Tam couldn't. Even so, he seemed to like the beat as the song progressed, and she smiled lightly when she saw his head bobbing along with the music.

She noticed the song fading slightly, and her mood lightened, she had always been a fan of beat drops in songs, especially these ones.

…..Is that right?

The trumpets sang faster as the tempo picked up, and Tam's eyebrows raised slightly.

Lose

My

Mind

The beat dropped, and Tam's mouth gaped slightly. Sophie laughed softly at his expression. She had to admit when she had first listened to it, she had a pretty similar reaction. There was something about the distant drums and the background bass that really tied the whole song together.

We gon' burn the whole house down

Tam smiled, glancing up at Sophie, “What are they saying?” He asked, and Sophie noticed his foot tapping her carpet to the rhythm as well.

Sophie quoted the lyrics as they faded out, “We gon' burn the whole house down.”

Tam snickered, “Are humans a bunch of arsonists or something?”

Sophie laughed, “Some maybe, but these lyrics have a different meaning I think.”

Tam glanced down at the iPod, which was flashing lyrics, but not in a language he could understand.

Sophie was no singer, but she did want Tam to understand the song, so without meaning too, she began to quote the song as it continued.

“…Gawking at the tricks up your sleeve,” She said it quietly, and Tam looked up

“Are those the lyrics?” He asked.

Sophie nodded, continuing, “Too good to be true, But I'm in a room, Full of entertainers and thieves, Used to let it go.”

The trumpets picked up again, and Tam must have realized that the beat was about to drop again because he followed Sophie’s words slowly.

“Woah no,” Sophie smiled, moving her head in time with the lyrics as Tam copied her.

The two had turned to face each other, with Tam slowly mouthing the lyrics (A little bit off time-wise, but Sophie didn't blame him) And Sophie nodding along.

“Way up way up we go, been up and down that road, way up way up oh no,-” Sophie started.

“We gon' burn the whole house down.” A large grin broke out on Tam’s face, and Sophie found herself smiling with him. She had never heard him sing before, and it sounded nice. His voice was smooth and drifted slowly, almost like he was whispering the words instead of singing them.

They finished the song like that, with Tam slowly learning the repeating lyrics and timing and Sophie helping him out occasionally.

The song finished loudly, with the beat dropping one last time as the riff slowly faded out.

The grin stayed on Tam's face as he glanced back at the iPod.

“That was…nice.” He murmured, and Sophie gazed at him.

“I listen to human music sometimes, when I want to remember my old home.” Sophie said, looking down at the iPod, “Dex fixed it up so it's powered by sunlight too,”

Tam nodded, and he glanced back up, looking sheepish, “Are there maybe..more songs by them?”

“AJR?” Sophie questioned.

“Is that what they're called?” Tam asked, then nodded quickly, “Yeah, them.”

Sophie smiled, clicking right below the song and opening up the band's full list, her eyes widened slightly, “There are more since I last listened to them.” She said.

“How many?” Tam asked, leaning over.

“About 60.” She murmured.

Tam shrugged, and then he smirked, “Can we listen to all of them?”

Sophie smiled back, laughing slightly, “Sure.”

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First Meetings pt. 1

Plot: Vanessa meets the new proprietor to Whit's End who also happens to be Whittaker's son. She's put off by his eagerness to modernize the homely estate - and his devastatingly good looks. But there's something more to him than at first glance, and soon she and the rest of Odyssey find themselves in the middle of international intrigue! Set in the Cartoon continuity.

Early that Saturday morning, Vanessa biked to the Victorian house to prepare the shop for lunch hour. The first thing she noticed was a red sports car parked in the driveway. "That's strange, I haven't seen anyone round here with that kind of car," she mused, wondering who was inside the house. When she got ti the parlor she noticed a ton of boxes strewn all over the floor and bar. She heard muttering behind the counter and spoke up. "Uh hi?"

Hearing her voice the person got up - hitting his head on the bottom of the counter in the process!

"Ow!"

"Oh I'm so sorry!" Vanessa exclaimed as she went over to help him. "I didn't mean to startle you!"

"No don't worry I'm fine," said the man as he got to his feet - all six-plus of it. Almost immediately Vanessa felt her cheeks burn. He looked a good decade older, cheeks and chin that only a Renaissance artist could dream of carving. Chestnut hair parted in bangs and the rest of it brushed back in a mullet kind of style. The sleeves of his green shirt were pulled up revealing unshaven arms - man he had been working out she mused as she saw the muscles bulging every time he rubbed the sore spot on his head. He walked straight of a romance novel, he looked that handsome.

"D-do you want ice or anything," she stammered hoping he wouldn't think she was checking him out.

"No, I have a hard head," he spoke. He stared at her for a moment then grinned. "You must be Vanessa! Dad talks a lot about you."

For a second Vanessa was a confused. "Dad?

"Ah right, I guess he forgot to tell you I was coming," he said rubbing his head again. He reached his other hand out to shake. "Jason, I'm Whit's son."

Vanessa took it gently and hitched feeling the warm strength of his palm. Please don't tell me I'm getting turned on by a guy I just met! Then it clicked - his hair specially the bangs looked a lot like her boss's signature hairstyle, only messier and not as gelled up. She should have known having seen all the pictures Whit showed of his daughter and grandkids - they all had similar looking bangs as well! She kinda remembered him mentioning he had a son once.

"So um what brings you to Odyssey?"

"I was supposed to come on Tuesday but I got sidetracked with some, uh, personal problems back home," replied Jason averting her eyes a second.

"Well he did say something about someone coming here this week," Vanessa added tapping her chin. "I guess I know who now!"

"Yep! Say do you think you can help me unpack I've been here for hours and I think I brought to much."

Vanessa's heart kicked up. His eyes were two chlorinated pools - awkward description but they were that clear - and stammered. "Ok!"

As she began taking items out, she analyzed them. "Rapid the Donkey, Myth of Esther, Mega Solomon Sibs," she read the titles. "What are these?"

"Oh those? These are game cartridges, I'm gonna install some consoles in that corner so that the kids could have something to do!"

"Um, I don't think your dad wants these here," she said. "The most he has is a tv and radio but they're kinda old. For aesthetics."

"Outdated aesthetics," Jason mildly scoffed. "Hopefully these games draw in more of the younger crowd."

Vanessa nodded. "I see, and did you talk with Jack about it?"

"No, and don't you tell him either! It's a surprise!" He winked playfully at her before going back to his work.

Uncertainty began to fester inside Vanessa. Mr. Whittaker never allowed an arcade since he believed it distracted patrons from meaningful interactions and relaxation. But maybe it wasn't her place to tell him what to do with his own family property. She just hoped he wouldn't erase all the charm and comfort she grew fond of.

By the time 10 o' clock rolled in the arcade machines were plugged in and most of the stuff were put up. As Vanessa sanitized the tables Jason said he needed to get something out of his car. He got to his car and looked around for a moment before pressing something in his ear.

"Who was that lady?" He heard someone ask.

"Just one of my dad's employees, she's clear," answered the tall man. "Any sign of him yet?"

"No, It's like a game of hide and seek," said the other person. "One minute he appears in public the next it's like he's not even there!"

Jason sighed. "Okay, I'll keepwatch over this area, you go try the farm since that's where he might strike."

"You mean where the other candidate lives? Alright I'll check it out, over."

"Over." After the line cut off Jason sighed again. So much for an easy transition. But he needed to do finish this. He had to. The townsfolk seemed nice enough but even so, he had to remain cautious. Thankfully his father's store was safe, though a small part of him wondered how long that would last.

Since I'm more familiar with the Cartoon than the radio show this story will take place in that continuity. I will bring over elements from the radio show; treat this as an mixed AU or a new season of the Cartoon, only more serialized and with more action moments. Here Tom is running for mayor and his rivalry with Blackgaard still occurs. Yes Jason will be paired up with an S/I if it hadn't been obvious already but I hope to give her some entertaining qualities without veering into Mary Sue territory! Anyways I hope you liked this chapter - don't want to spoil but next we might get more insight on what Personal Business Jason has to deal with, and introducing the other characters.

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