#I could NOT decide what background colour for this and it’s killing me

[magicianenthusiast]

Alive Shimura family au

kotaro and the grandpa are still alive btw I just didn’t feel like drawing them

#the shimuras are desi and my mind will not be changed #bnha #mha #my hero academia #shigaraki tomura #shimura tenko #shimura hana #mako #shimura nao #shimura family #my art #I could NOT decide what background colour for this and it’s killing me

[eds6ngel]

second idea: would just love something with a convo about alena calling reader her step-mom or mom, instead of ms. or maybe something with alena calling reader mom for the first time! just cute and fluffy💖

of course honey!! this one is short and sweet, but touching nonetheless ♡

warnings: dad!steve. mom!reader. fem!reader. 90s!au. swearing. food mentions. fluff. comfort. slight mentions of alena's trauma due to motherly neglect. lots of happy tears from alena and reader. this is just extremely cute and endearing really!! [1.3k].

full 'when i kissed the teacher' masterlist.

With Steve having to take on a weekend shift at Target, you tackled the weekly Sunday grocery store trip with Alena. Before leaving that morning, Steve gave you an overflowing list of groceries, more than he definitely needed.

“Why does your dad put so much on the list, baby? Like, watermelon. When has your dad ever eaten watermelon?” You were holding onto Alena’s small, soft hand, guiding her with you as you pushed the shopping cart with your left, slowly filling it up with each aisle you pass.

“I like watermelon!” she beams with a smile, you laughing as you reply, “But, not a whole watermelon! If you ate an entire watermelon, your belly would be this big.” You demonstrated by holding your hand out far away from her stomach, her gasping and going, “I would not be that big!”

Tsking with a squint of your eyes, you reply, “Oh, but I think you would, sweetpea! You would have a massive watermelon belly! Big ‘ol belly.”

The conversation with the eight-year-old slowly drifted away as you arrived at the cake aisle. She lets go of your hand, running over and jumping up and down, pointing up and shouting, “Look! A Smurfs cake! A Smurfs cake!”

You look down at her and raise your eyebrows, smirking, “So, instead of a watermelon belly, you want a cake belly?”

“Cake belly sounds better! Can I have the Smurfs cake mubba?”

You delicately lift the box, Papa Smurf stood proudly next to his daughter Smurfette, two huts perched in the background, other Smurfs going about their daily activities presented in different-coloured icings. Turning the box over, it read: ‘A jam and cream sponge, completed with edible icing for decoration.’

“I think…” you stroke your chin, “If we buy this cake, you have to be a good girl to your dad for the rest of the week, okay?”

“And to you! I’ll be a good girl for you too!”

You chuckle, ruffling her hair, “And for me, obviously,” playfully rolling your eyes and placing the cake into the cart, “Smurfs cake it is!”

“Yes!” Alena cheeses, gripping her fist tight and pulling them towards her chest in celebration.

The two of you continue walking down the aisles, having to make a pit-stop for longer than expected at the bread section. Steve had written down ‘loaf of bread’ on the list, but the endless piles of different brands, sizes and types left you in slight confusion. You had recognised that the Harringtons liked their white bread, an easy ignorance to the brown loaves. However, the size of the loaf was something you were unsure on. Since there were only two of them, perhaps three if you stayed overnight and needed a slice of toast for breakfast, you agreed with yourself on the smaller loaf. It was no worry if he indeed did usually buy the bigger loaf, you could always make a stop on your way home from work and pass it over to them.

“All right, Pepperidge Farm’s Hearty White Bread is what we’re going for! Does that sound all right with you Ale—” But, as you look down, the little girl is nowhere to be found. You peer down the aisle, a flowery, yellow dress and brunette pigtails out of sight. Your internal panic begins to rise, deciding to quick power back to the aisle you just visited, wondering if she waltzed back to the chocolate section.

But, you don’t see her. “Shit,” you mumble to yourself, deciding your next safest bet was two aisles down, the one after the bread aisle. “Steve’s gonna fucking kill me,” you curse lowly, scared to death that you had lost his daughter. However, before you can make a turn to the right, the end of your cart collides directly into an older woman, her wearing a simple, long black dress, glasses neatly sat on the bridge of her nose.

“I am so sorry—” you begin to profusely apologise, however, the sight of Alena held tightly on her hip makes you let out a lengthy sigh. Thank God she was safe.

But, the word that comes out of her mouth shocks you to your core. “Mommy!”

Mommy. She called you mommy.

“Don’t apologise my dear, it’s okay!” the old woman calms your presence, “I’m assuming this one is yours. Poor baby was scared to death. Said she went around the corner and when she came back, you were gone.”

It’s then that you notice the tears rolling down her face, lips quivering and her holding her arms out, as if she wanted you to grab her. And that was the moment you knew: you were her mom.

The old woman lifts Alena up, you gripping her to your side as you cradle her head, her tears falling onto your bare shoulder. “It’s okay. Mommy’s got you. Mommy’s got you, baby.”

As you look up, the woman is smiling at the pair of you as she says, “Don’t beat yourself up over it. It was a simple mistake, you seem like a wonderful mother.”

You nod, mouthing a small “Thank you” as she bids farewell, attending back to her own grocery shopping around the corner. You cup the back of Alena’s head, stroking her hair as she stares at you with her beautiful, hazel orbs, just like her dad’s. God, they looked so much alike.

“Mommy,” she whispers out, almost as if she said nothing. You smile, letting a few tears fall yourself as you murmur back at the same volume, “Yeah, I’m your mommy, baby.”

And that’s when the waterworks burst for her. Even though she has no recollection or memories of her biological mom, you could tell it still had some heartbreaking effect on her subconsciously. It was a trauma she had no idea existed. You were the first ever figure in her life that resembled a mother, that cared for her like a mother, that supported her like a mother. So, that’s what you were. No, step-mom, no adoptive mom, just mom.

And even though she was eight years old, you cradled her in your arms as if you were caring for a newborn whose emotions were simply too big for their small body. You press a tender kiss to the side of her head, wiping the tears away from her face, making sure the salty liquid doesn’t fall into her mouth, infecting her taste buds.

She whimpers out, “I-I love you, mommy.”

You didn’t realise until that moment what an emotional impact those four words would hold on you. You’ve always wanted to be a mom, ever since you were a little girl. You think that maternal instinct you seemed to have inherited lead you to wanting to become a teacher in the first place. Something about raising kids to become healthy, human adults made you feel warm inside. But, no teaching position could ever come close to feeling the real thing.

“I love you too, baby girl,” you smile back, the pair of you wetly giggling, Alena using her small thumbs to wipe the tears that escaped from your eyes, collecting in a tiny puddle in the middle of your cheeks. “Want to stay on my hip?”

She nods in reply, “Yes, mommy.” God, you were gonna have to get used to that.

“Okay,” you quietly reply, the two of you continuing down the halls of the grocery store, filling the cart with the remaining items that Steve wished you collected for him.

But, what really was the absolute, top-notch tear-jerker was later that night when Steve returned home from his shift, Alena shouted to you from the living room, “Mommy! Daddy’s home!”

And to see the look on Steve’s face, the one that was of pure shock, made the tears fall all over again. You weren’t just looking after Steve’s daughter anymore, you were her mom, and that was the greatest gift you could’ve ever been given.

i hope you enjoyed!! feel free to keep sending in asks for this series!! also, any general cute comments from my pretty af followers and readers is appreciated too!! ♡

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#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #dad!steve harrington #dad!steve harrington x mom!reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington comfort #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington drabble #stranger things #eds6ngel

[welivetodream]

Camilla Macaulay: the twist villain that never was.

(ps: this is just a headcanon and personal opinion, nothing serious!)

Out of all the characters in TSH, Camilla to me seemed the most enigmatic, more than even Henry Winter. There's something about her that I cannot understand. I couldn't trust her when I was reading TSH for the first time, I thought she was going to be the mastermind behind it all.

Why? Isn't Camilla the nicest of all of them? So was Charles, and look at what happened to him. The twins gave me the ick a lot of the times, especially during re-reads where I could see the early hints of the incest reveal and the abuse. It could have been completely believable, if Camilla, behind the scenes was the one causing the drama all along.

1. Richard's rose coloured lens: since the story is told from his point of view, it's understandable if he decided to leave some details, changed the story or was oblivious to some things he didn't want to remember or think about. He had the most bias for Camilla, she was his crush. And we often look at our crushes with rose tinted glasses and often hide their flaws and mistakes. Richard shows bias towards the Greek class even before he was in it and his infatuation with Camilla could be the reason why we don't get any bad details about her throughout the story.

2. Motives: while Bunny did get murdered for blackmailing and trying to betray the Greek class. Only Camilla had other motives to cause distress among the others. Particularly, Charles. We know he was extremely possessive with her and has caused her emotional and physical abuse (there's background info we get at times about the twins having broken objects in the house and other times where Charles is possessive of Camilla). I don't think she truly loves Henry, it's more that being with him gives her the protection and safety she needs. She has shown some kind of liking to Francis, they seem good friends and have kissed two times (I call it gay solidarity). She plays with Richard's heart a lot, kissing him when no one is looking and making him think he has a chance when he clearly doesn't. Camilla is overshadowed by the guys in her friend group; getting the "only girl treatment". Bunny is always trying to get under her nerves and is misogynistic towards her. Charles is controlling and abusive (her own brother). Henry is cold and sociopathic, as well as someone you can't trust ("I call it redistribution of matter"). Richard is a simp. Francis is there.

3. What could have happened: Camilla, tired of the way her life is tied to Charles, Henry and Richard and their feelings towards her forcing her into a corner with no choice of her own. As well as, mentally scared from the murder of the farmer, decides to end all of the misfortunes in her life. Instead of Henry making the plans, it's Camilla in this version of the story that decides to kill Bunny both to get rid of him from her life as well as to hide the first murder. But she does this from the shadows. And the person that discovers her plan is Francis, since they have a relatively good relationship, it's possible he wouldn't spill her plans and stay quiet. She gaslights Henry into believing he ended up killing Bunny (let's say he went through with the poisonous mushrooms but instead Camilla gave Bunny actual posion)

When Charles goes into his villain arc, Camilla uses Henry as a shield to keep him away. And in the final scene, instead of Henry shooting himself, Charles ends up shooting him and Camilla shoots Charles as an act of revenge. She then threatens Richard that if he says a word about this (both Bunny and Charles's murder) then he would die too, she does that to seal her secret; she knows Richard has a big mouth and might betray her and spares Francis, since he already knew and is trustable. Camilla cleans her fingerprints from the gun and puts it in Charles's hand in order to frame it as a murder-suicide. Camilla attends their funerals and gives an alibi in front of the police that her, Richard and Francis were in the country house during the murder-suicide and then testified that Charles and Henry were the ones who were involved in the two murders and were holding them hostage with that information, clearing the three of them from the murders. Then she finally leaves for a better life. (Maybe the epilogue would be about Francis telling Richard about Camilla's behind-the-scenes story, showcasing the aftermath and what they are doing in the present)

4. Character arc: making Camilla crucial to the plot and a twist villain would give so much to her character. Her mysterious nature, absence from the main plot and lack of impact at the start of the story could be explained by her secretly planning their downfalls and her escape. Instead of her being the object of affection for the three guys and being the typical "girl that ruins the friendships between guy friends", she is the hidden mastermind with her own motives, personality and story. She was the only one who didn't change in the second part. But in this version of the story, she is the one who drives it's entire narrative.

Let her be manipulative, a liar, a gaslighter. Let her show the wrath of female rage.

When the twins were introduced in white clothing, looking like angels. Maybe they were wolves in sheep's clothing. Both of the twins. Not just Charles but Camilla too. They were creepy, eerie, and strange. They hid their true personalities behind southern hospitality and beautiful features.

"Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it"

After all, the best characters are the grey ones.

#dark academia #the secret history #chaotic academia #donna tartt #tsh #henry winter #richard papen #charles macaulay #camilla macaulay #francis abernathy #bunny concoran

[twig-tea]

BL/QL Ask game : The Ugly, the Bad and the Worst

Thank you for the game, @clara-maybe-ontheroad! And thanks for tagging me @clara-maybe-ontheroad and @lurkingshan! I started out by saying to myself that I'm going to do my best to ignore my urges and just answer the first thing that comes to me rather than treating this like a quiz. And then I went into a fugue and worked on this for >5 hours. WHOOPS.

Original version here for anyone else who wants to play!

Also quick warning, this is asking about the worsts, so TW for mentions of horrific plot points below.

Worst soundtrack / weirdest song choice in a BL

Ohhhhh man, ok so the first thought that came to mind was Never Let Me Go, which mostly had fantastic background music, and that's maybe why when it didn't hit it stood out so badly (sorry to my man Pond, not all BL actors should be singers! And having his OST play over their kiss in Part 7 4/4 was just mean). For the record I love this show (actually maybe it should go in one of the below categories because so many tumblr folks dislike it) but this was rough.

Most cringe-inducing line (cute)

These don't tend to stick with me...there are so many, and I am allergic to sincerity so everything earnest is various levels of cringe to me. So with that in mind, basically everything Gavreel ever said in Gameboys counts.

Most cringe-inducing line (actually bad)

Anytime someone said "Once I start I won't be able to stop" or some variation.

Most stupid decision made by a character

Jun Ho deciding to die rather than bite Min Hyun in Kissable Lips. Min Hyun was offering. it would have made Jun Ho human. He could have had his friends around to make sure he didn't go too far and kill him. Instead he decides to fade away in his arms like a dick. WHY.

Special mention to NuengDiao going back to his hotel where his murderous uncle is waiting with no plan other than to walk in wearing a suit and a cocky expression in Never Let Me Go.

[@bengiyo and @wen-kexing-apologist are correct about Teh giving up his spot to Oh Aew in I Told Sunset About You as the actual correct answer, btw]

Worst plot line

Every penultimate episode crises resulting in the leads splitting up so that they can reunite in the finale that are not earned and significantly detract from my enjoyment of a series [this list is not comprehensive]: 2Gether, Minato's Laundromat S2, Enchanté, Love Class, Plus & Minus.

The most problematic show you've watched

I've seen literally all of them so this feels like an unfair question lol there are layers of problematic; like, is it even worth considering all of the problems with A Round Trip to Love, or The Shortest Distance is Round, or What the Duck s2? I wrote out summaries for these and then decided no thanks. If anyone wants to know they can DM me.

In terms of series that are problematic but not often considered problematic, I'm calling out Love Area the series. It hits two of my pet peeves: shitty treatment of a poor character by an oblivious rich love interest that directly affects their sources of income, and an ableist subplot. I think it also has an unearned separation in the penultimate episode but honestly I remember thinking they should stay split up so maybe it was earned.

A show people love but you find bad

Vice Versa. Sorry to all who love that show. I wanted to like it; the colouring and cinematography are beautiful and the alternate universe was neat worldbuilding. But the plot makes me so, so angry.

Ditto Cutie Pie the series. I just can't enjoy it.

A show people find bad but you will defend

Honestly there are several, but the one that is most disliked that I will ride hardest for is probably Secret Crush On You (which I argued ended with one of the most healthy relationships in a BL here LMAO). I get why people find this show hard to watch, the cringe is real. But the gender expression! The found family! The "he's a weirdo and that's why I love him" dynamic! The mutual lusting! The body dysphoria! The fact that both start by playing into BL tropes and it's only by throwing those out that they can actually have a meaningful relationship! The way both characters have real growth! And like yes Toh is a fanboy stalker but that is problematized in the show! It gave us the growth from fanboy to faen that Be Mine Superstar didn't. I have a lot of emotions about this show.

ALSO because I cannot stop, I will forever to my dying breath defend Color Rush. I don't care what you say about dead fish kisses I can't hear you over the incredibly powerful metaphor about the queer experience!

A show that is just objectively bad but you enjoyed it

Bahahhaha. Um. So many, my friends. OH I'm going to take this chance to shout out the lesser-known webseries Discipline Z: Vampire (Korean, YouTube, 2020). It's ostensibly a sequel to Discipline, but the only thing they share is a single character so you don't need to watch it to understand what's happening in Discipline Z (they are entirely different shows in every way; Discipline is more youth slice of life with a queer story as part of the ensemble). Listen, I'm talking about this show in this category for a reason; it's about a vampire who falls for a street dancer, whose motley crew of hacker friends help rescue the vampire from an evil corporation that wants to experiment on him to understand his immortality. It is BAD.

But. BUT! I love it. Everyone is so pretty. There is a cute hacker girlie. There is scifi nonsense to explain immortality. There is a good kiss. There are characters willing to sacrifice to do the right thing. I am a simple woman. [Fair warning to my happy ending only pals: this ending is ambiguous at best; there was supposed to be a follow-up epilogue for the couple, but it never got filmed.]

Bonus, En of Love was absolutely trash and it has a very special place in my heart. It's not good (like, at all), but it's great.

A bad show that you kept watching because you were intrigued/fascinated

Let's go with Physical Therapy the series. At some point I just kept watching like a car wreck to see how bad it could get. Also shout-out to Dinosaur Love, which was...similarly bewildering.

A bad show that you kept watching because you were horny

@lurkingshan already stole my first answer for this, but oh man I stay a Why R U apologist for the Fighter/Tutor chemistry. I actually think somewhere in there is a really interesting show, if the pandemic hadn't made it impossible for them to film the ending that they wanted to, but based on the Korean version and the parts that we were told had to be cut, maybe it would have actually made it worse. But just to get on my soapbox for half a sec, Tutor was in debt, working himself to exhaustion, and Fighter (after he got over himself) protected him at his one job, joined him to help him meet his sales targets at another, hired him for a third, paid off his debt collector to take the pressure off, and then took him on vacation to help him relax--twice. I have issues with depictions of poverty in BL but at least my man secured the bag while also pursuing love or whatever. Also he whispers "get inside me" while they're making out, sorry, Tutor will forever be a fave of mine.

Since that's taken, I'm going to use this as an excuse to shout out the hotness of My Day the Series. It was predominantly not great but the heat moments....

A bad show that you kept watching because of that one character

I'm giving this to Noey Watplu from I Will Knock You. I was obsessed with him. I want his confidence so badly. I love how he's essentially a dork in cosplay but gets away with it because of his rizz. Truly iconic. This man decided he was being seduced and said "bet". I really enjoyed this show because of him and him alone.

A bad show that you would still recommend

I'm going to put Ghost Host Ghost House here. It's "bad" in the sense that it had low production values (like, really bad, so bad the time of day changes at random because they lost the light while filming). But the romance was cute, the story around the romance was interesting, the worldbuilding around the merit credits was fascinating, the side mystery was so heartbreaking, the various characters actually had a lot of difficult emotions to portray, and overall I think this show is underrated.

I also already have and will again recommend YYY as a fun and fascinating watch to anyone who asks about it, @waitmyturtles is correct on that call.

The character that ruined a show the most

There are several annoying sides in BL, but I'm giving this to the side hets in My Oxygen. A fujoshi who records people without their consent for online clout is bad. A doctor using his role as a doctor to get closer to his patient is really bad. Pretending to be interested in his friend because the girl he likes is a fujoshi is worse; then using her brother as his friend's stand-in when his friend won't put up with it anymore is the WORST.

Most awful character that you hated

I mean, Lhong in TharnType takes it for not only arranging the gang rape of Tar, but being forgiven for it in the series. Neung in Tonhon Chonlatee comes a close second for attempting to rape Chonlatee and then claiming the moral high ground against his homophobic "friend". Tony in History 5: Love in the Future doesn't get enough hate for trying to murder someone just because he was his love rival. Namning in La Cuisine had her love rival bullied, beaten and who knows what she was going to do with that gun. Also shoutout to @wen-kexing-apologist's answer of Korn, in KinnPorsche, he was so insidiously evil, it was so well done.

Most awful character that you loved

I'm going with "awful" as not necessarily (just) morally bad but that people didn't like: Jaime from Win Jaime's Heart. Objectively he's a fuckboi of the worst calibre. He agrees to go on a webshow in which he dates Heart so that he can seduce the creator of the show Winston. And Jaime is so charming that I don't care about his bi wrongs (partially, to be fair, because the premise is ridiculous so it's hard to take too seriously).

Special mention (because it's not a series) to Wine in Red Wine in the Dark Night. I love a murder twink (speaking of, things are looking really good for me to stay in love with Ai Di from Kiseki if it keeps on this track).

If we're interpreting "awful" as characters that other people don't like, it'll probably go to Toh from Secret Crush on You or Gus in Diary of Tootsies. They're flawed, they're femme, they're fantastic.

A character that wasn't awful but that you just don't like

Can in Love By Chance and the sequels. Tinn is an asshole and knows it; Can is an asshole but is also self-righteous, but in all honesty his biggest flaw for me is that he's not competent and I have little patience for that.

A hero that should have been a villain

Tempted to give this to Ko from Love Poison for essentially trying to love spell date rape his love interest--this is only not that bad because magic isn't real so of course it doesn't do anything.

Possibly Athit (Boun's character) from Even Sun? I put a question mark there because this was so convoluted and hard to follow I'm not even 100% sure I remember it right, but from what I remember, this was not a romantic story at all.

Taking a totally different approach to the question, Joke from Hidden Agenda should have been a secret villain (in the sense that he should have been scheming and sociopathic but hiding it, ineffectually, from Zo) in order to make the series make sense, but apparently I can't have nice things.

And finally, special mention to Phu in The Promise for being the villain for so many of us already.

A morally bad character you're into

Zhu Zi Shu, canon war criminal and child murderer from Word of Honor. He thought he was doing bad things for good reasons (protecting the people he loves), realized he was just doing bad things and the people he loves were all dead anyway, and crafted a convoluted plot to get out of the secret society rules that he created to prevent anyone from leaving. And then he wanders aimless until he meets Wen Ke Xing and becomes as loyal to this equally morally dubious man as he was to his secret society. I love him (and them) so much.

Same type of deal, different scale of crime: Akk from The Eclipse. I have a soft spot for this trope.

A morally bad character you're not into and you wish people would stop being into

Xue Yang from The Untamed. Also a mass murderer, but doing it just for the vibes/to avenge his finger, so he gets zero love from me. People woobify him just because he's sassy it's...rough.

The show that disappointed you the most

From hype to execution? So Much in Love / Ni Yam Ruk. I slogged through such awful subs TWICE (because they claimed they redid them, but they are still terrible) to try to give this show a chance, because the premise sounded right up my alley. I still think there's a show in there that I would have liked, but it is literally unwatchable.

Most disappointed from what the show seemed like it was doing at the start to what it delivered in full is a tie between The Shipper and Step By Step.

The Worst Show of Them All Because of Your Own Reasons

That's My Candy. I've only ever dropped/not finished I think 3 or so shows? And this was the most painful and the one I am least likely to ever finish. The pairing was overplayed, the comedy was heavy handed, and the plot was absolutely cringe inducing. It was literally torture trying to watch this.

If you made it this far, thank you for reading!

Tagging @visualtaehyun @nothingsbetterthancoffee @lurkingteapot @snidgetwrites @formayhem @slayerkitty @respectthepetty @ginnymoonbeam no pressure as always! And if you play and I didn't tag you but you're reading this, tag me anyway! I love reading everyone's answers.

#worst bl shows the ask game #ask game #tag game #thanks for the tag! #this was a fun mental exercise #multi bl

[soulofapatrick]

Birthday Wishes - Joel Miller x Reader

Summary: Tommy decides to throw a celebration for Joel’s first birthday in Jackson 

Words: 1.5k 

Warnings: none 

Y/N’s POV

The Tipsy Bison is as crowded as ever when I step inside, bustling with people of all ages and walks of life who have found refuge in Jackson. Exuding warmth and familiarity with the rustic wooden interior adorned with strings of fairy lights that cast cozy glows across the room. The air is filled with the aroma of beer and the savoury scent of hearty meals being prepared by the volunteers. 

Amidst the lively atmosphere, the sounds of laughter and animated conversations blend harmoniously with the occasional clinking of glasses. Groups of friends huddle together, sharing tales of their jobs of the days, some never having the same each time the sun rises. Families gather around large tables, their eyes reflecting both weariness and determination, finding solace in the company of their loved ones and the fact that they’re safe in the walls of Jackson. 

I’m not one to frequent the Tipsy Bison but I promised the Miller brothers I’d be there tonight as it’s Joel’s birthday and he hates celebrating it but it’s his first birthday in Jackson. Tommy wants it to be special and I promised so here I am, eyes scanning for Joel. I catch a glimpse of Tommy first, his broad shoulders and easy smile instantly recognisable. He’s engaged in a conversation with Jesse and Ellie. However, Joel is nowhere to be seen, Tommy nodding towards the bar when he notices me. 

Feeling a mixture of anticipation and curiosity, I navigate through the crowd, eyes constantly searching for the older Miller brother. Finding him isn’t usually easy as he knows how to blend into the background and keep a low profile but it doesn’t take long to find him today from the overly feminine and sultry voice carrying across the bar. There. Sitting at the bar, trying to enjoy his beer is Joel, a blonde hanging off his muscular arms. She giggling and batting her eyelashes at him while his honey eyes are solely focused on his beer, swirling the liquid in the glass like it’s the most interesting thing ever. 

I’m not going to deny the pang of jealousy stirring within me as Joel has always been handsome with me, it’s just he’s never seen it in himself. His chiselled features partially hidden by the dim lighting as I take a breath before heading over to the two with steady and confident steps despite how nervous I really am. I’m no good at confrontation but the forlornness look about his appearance and posture has me wanting to do something. 

Joel’s glancing up when I touch his shoulder lightly and I swear those honey orbs brighten at the sight of me, the smile playing at the corner of my lips fills me with confidence, “Heya Joel,” I’m greeting him, ignoring the woman, I think her name is Grace. She’s fixing me with a look that would have me six feet under if looks could kill but I keep my attention on Joel who has straightened up and is waving the bartender over, gesturing at another beer for me. It seems to make Grace fume as suddenly she’s standing between me and Joel, shoving me back a few paces. 

“Hands off skank, I was here first,” She sneers, her grip on Joel tightening, “It’s not like an orphan like you could really change him-“ 

I want to turn and leave, feeling a few eyes on me and I can see Tommy making his way over from behind Grace’s shoulder but I stand firm at the way Joel’s face falls again “Change him? He doesn’t need changing, he’s perfect the way he is.” Joel’s head flies up at my words, mouth dropped open a little in surprise and Grace is furrowing her brows and gripping onto Joel even more, “He’s strong, protective and fiercely loyal. He has depth that many can’t comprehend and you, you just want a new boy-toy.” 

My words hang in the air, a testament to the unwavering belief I have in Joel. The room now mostly focused on us, holding its breath for what seems like hours as Joel’s honey coloured eyes lock with mine, surprise still evident on his face. I stand my ground still, feeling Jesse and Ellie not too far behind me in support, refusing to back down to Grace’s hostility. 

Joel’s finally moving, reaching out and gently pushing Grace away as he rises from his seat, voice calm but firm, “That’s enough, Grace.” He doesn’t see the way her eyes widen in disbelief and hurt when he shakes her off of him; he doesn’t hear her whining protests as he closes the gap between me and him with two long strides and he doesn’t hear her begin crying when one of his calloused hands reaches up to cup my cheek. 

“Hey.” I manage to choke out, voice trembling with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty, unsure what’s happening. My breath catching in my throat at the feel of his touch, both tender and grounding, his eyes searching mine with a myriad of emotions swirling in them. There’s surprise, gratitude, guilt, pain and perhaps something more, but it’s hard to decipher with the knowledge that half the town of Jackson are currently watching this interaction in near silence as Joel Miller is currently showing emotion. Joel Miller, the ‘violent thug, a brutal killer, and a torturer’ is currently showing emotions of want and what I think is love but I’m not really sure as my heart is trying to beat out of my chest and it’s so loud I can barely hear anything else. 

He doesn’t speak, those dark eyes flickering down my suddenly dry lips and back up to meet my gaze. I’m darting my tongue to wet them in anticipation and it seems to snap any control Joel has left. His gaze lingering on my lips, his own mouth slightly parted as he takes in the sight, and without breaking eye contact, Joel leans in, his movements slow and deliberate. The air crackling with tension, the anticipation building between us like an electric current. My heart pounding in my chest and I’m letting my eyes flutter shut, somewhere subconscious highly aware of how cliche this all it. 

As Joel’s lips brush against mine, a surge of warmth courses through my veins. It’s a gentle and tentative kiss, filled with a mix of longing and vulnerability. Our connection deepens with each passing second, the world around us slipping away as if we’re the only two people in existence. I can taste the years of pain, loss and survival etches into Joel’s lips. The touch of his mouth against mine is a testament to the barriers he’s built slipping away and opening up the vulnerability he’s kept hidden. It’s a silent plea for understanding and acceptance and has my arms instinctively wrapping around him, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. 

We eventually have to break apart, breath mingling, Joel resting his forehead against mine. I can’t handle the silence and find myself blurting out, “Happy Birthday Joel.” Which draws a deep and husky laugh, filled with raw emotion, from him before he’s yanking me into a hug that has me melting into his embrace. The strength and warmth of his embrace wraps around me, offering a sense of security and belonging that I think we’ve both yearned for in this harsh world. In his arms, the weight of the outside world fades away, replaced by a simple moment of connection and celebration. 

“Right! Who wants cake?” Tommy’s booming voice breaks the silence and suddenly the Tipsy Bison is full of sound and laughter and joy but all I care about is the feeling of Joel against me. His strong and broad chest pressed against mine and the feel of his beard scratching at my forehead a little, the smell of his musky cologne mixed with something citrusy. 

“Come on baby doll, I think Tommy is wanting me to blow out my candles.” Joel gently unwinds himself from me but he doesn’t let go completely, slipping his calloused hand into mine to tug me with him. Tommy standing near a table adorned with a giant birthday cake, his infectious grin welcoming us as we approach. The room seeming to hush once more, until Ellie begins belting out Happy Birthday and everyone starts to join in. 

Joel’s face flushes redder than I think I’ve ever seen it as he stands there, the soft glow of the candlelight dancing across his face, casting a warm and gentle radiance. His eyes meeting mine with a mixture of gratitude and affection evident in their depths and I can’t help but return the sentiment, my heart swelling with love for this man, barely whispering out a “make a wish”. 

With a deep breath, Joel leans forwards and blows out the candles, the room erupting in applause and cheers before the festivities continue, Tommy and Maria helping serve everyone a slice of cake as Joel makes a beeline for me again. 

“What did you wish for?” 

“Nothing,” He wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me into his side, lips pressing to the side of my temple before he’s murmuring even quieter, “I have everything I’ve ever wanted right here.” 

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[karatehusbandos]

Blankets and cuddling

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About: Johnny and Daniel cuddle up in a blanket

Type of story: Fluff (no smut!)

Warnings: none

Extra info: just cuddles :))

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Daniel and Johnny were watching a movie together on the couch. Daniel’s mum was out for the night so Johnny decided to stay over. Johnny wrapped his muscled arms around Daniel's small torso and dug his head into the smaller boy's neck.

“Johnny, that tickles.” Daniel chuckled.

A tingle of glacial breeze passed down onto Daniel’s arms. It was October now, meaning it was getting colder. The brunette shivered as goose bumps appeared on his arms. 

“You cold, baby?” Johnny asked, his azure eyes met Daniel’s baby browns.

“Just a bit, don’t worry about it.”

Johnny looked around and then got up. “You stay here, I’ll be back.”

Johnny left the living room and went towards Daniel’s room. A minute later, he came back with a soft, grey blanket in his hands. He sat down next to his boyfriend as he wrapped the blanket around the both of them.

“How’s this?” he asked.

“You could cuddle me, that’d make me feel even better.” Daniel shot a cheeky grin.

The blonde boy once again, wrapped his arms around Daniel’s torso.

“Much better.” Daniel whispered, placing a kiss on his boyfriend’s lips.

It stayed like that for a while. They were comfortable and snug as they shared the blanket, watching the movie in peace.

“Ugh,” Johnny groaned. “This movie’s boring.”

It was a Halloween movie about a serial killer going around killing people in the neighbourhood. There were 1000 movies or so like this one. Daniel looked up at Johnny with questioning eyes.

“Didn’t you want to watch this?” Daniel asked.

“Yeah, but I’d rather do something else.”

“Like what?”

Johnny smirked, and then suddenly, he grabbed the blanket and put it over the both of them. So now they were both under the blanket, shut out from the rest of the world. The background sound of the movie became slightly muffled. Johnny caressed Daniels cheek and leaned in for a tender, slow and affectionate kiss. His other hand held Daniel close. He then pulled away and slowly laid Daniel down. Johnny was on top of him and admiring Daniel’s soft, brown hair and his beautiful tanned skin and his mesmerising coffee-coloured eyes, all the way down to his soft, rosy lips. 

“You’re so beautiful.” Johnny whispered.

He leaned in and gave Daniel another passionate kiss and pulled away. Johnny’s hand trailed down to the hem of Daniel’s shirt. Daniel quickly grabbed Johnny’s hand, putting it to a halt.

“Johnny, I’m so sorry. I’m not in the mood right now. You know, it’s late and all.” Daniel spoke.

“Oh, that’s fine. I understand.” Johnny replied softly.

“Are you sure? I’m so sorry…”

“No, don’t be sorry. Seriously, it’s fine.” Johnny gave a reassuring smile to his lover. “I feel like cuddling up with you anyway.” The azure-eyed boy put his head on Daniel’s chest and smiled happily. The brunette started to play with Johnny’s golden hair.

“Thanks babe.” Daniel whispered.

#lawrusso #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #the karate kid #tkk

[nakitengoku]

oc interview: 💙Vex💙

Shoutout to @mail-me-a-snail for tagging me in this post and also egging me along with getting into Cyberpunk 2077 and subsequently creating Vex 💫

(I don't have a single good photo of Vex so you instead get the Compilation of sillies I've drawn, many featuring Snail's Vance!)

💙 Name?

"Name's Vex, but call me anything you like."

💙 Nickname?

"Some people used to call me V, but that was a while ago."

He used to be called Ghost when he was younger, being able to slip into the background unnoticed at any moment, but he later grew out of that. When he eventually adopted the name V, it was less of a nickname and more of a stage name. It's mostly forgotten now, but some hardcore fans will still recognize and call him V.

💙 Gender?

"Prettyboy 💖"

💙 Star sign?

"Oh, I used to be really into these! If I remember right, My sun and moon are both Libra. Missy could probably tell you more about what that means though."

I decided to take one out of Max's book and use the first time i drew him as his birthday, which if we're going by the absolute first concept, was September 26, 2022. He's changed a Lot since then. Also, reading up on libras with Vex in mind is just 💥

💙 Height?

".....5'8."

He's actually 5'7 and a half.

💙 Orientation?

"Anyone able and willing. Why, you interested?"

If he cared enough about labels, it'd probably be pansexual. But by the end of the day, he doesn't really care what he gets called. As long as he gets what he wants out of it, anything's fine.

💙 Nationality/Ethnicity?

"White."

💙Favorite Fruit?

"Oh man, okay so I've only had it once at an after party forever ago, but it was this round, redish purple thing. When I bit into it, it was a little tart at first, but the inside was such a sweet taste that I was in heaven. By the time I finished and threw the pit away, there were no more left and I nearly cried. I haven't seen it since and I can't remember the name but man. Best organic thing I've ever tasted."

If you give this man a plum, he'd kill someone for you. Which isn't a lot given that that's his job, but still. He'd do it without expecting to be paid in money.

💙 Favorite season?

"Fall, for sure. While I was in Atlanta, they had these parks with trees that would change their colours to these gorgeous shades of reds and oranges. God, kinda makes me wish I could grow something like that here."

I don't actually know the plant life in Nevada or how much the temperature differentiates between the seasons in Night City, but I imagine that what shrubbery they do have there have leaves that are always green or simply non-existent. Vex saw a plant change colour outside of blooming and immediately fell in love with it.

💙 Favorite flower?

"Officially, Lilacs. But between you and me, I'm very partial to forget-me-nots."

He used to be gifted Lilacs all the time during his first career by Jonathan, his producer, but Vex always found himself enjoying the little forget-me-nots that acted as accent flowers than the actual lilacs themselves.

💙 Coffee, tea or Hot chocolate?

"Hot chocolate. Although, I will drink coffee in a pinch."

This man has the biggest sweet tooth. The amount of sugar he puts in his coffee before he chugs it down for the caffeine should be illegal. [I cannot judge bc I am the same way <3]

💙 Average hours of sleep?

'We talking Mean, Median or Mode?"

It varies so much that the actual average ends up being about 6, but um. Do not be fooled into thinking he's actually sleeping 6 hours every night. Think more along the lines of several all-nighters followed by crashing super hard for a day or two.

💙 Dog or cat person?

"Oh, a cat person. I'm just not home enough for a dog."

💙 Dream trip?

"I saw a pamplet once of Crater Lake in Oregon. It was something about the ten deadliest lakes in the world or something, but I'm just into how Blue it is. If I could, I'd visit the rest of those lakes too, but. Eh, I doubt it."

💙 Favorite Fictional Character?

"Hmm, it's a toss up between a side from this really long and old comic from the 2010's and the protagonist from a just as long manga from the 2000's. I think their names were Kanya and Ruffy? It's been 15 years though so don't quote me on that."

It's Kanaya from homestuck and Luffy from One Piece. He likes Kanaya because of her fashion sense and her dealing with the responsibility of her entire species on her shoulders. And he likes Luffy for his optimism and stubbornness. At one point, he imagined finding friends like Luffy did, being surrounded by so much devotion. The reasoning has since faded and he just barely remembers much about them now.

💙 Number of Blankets you sleep with?

"Eight. I like the weight and warmth."

His AC bill is through the fucking roof but he refuses to take a single blanket off, instead insisting on just making the rest of the room freezing. Giving him a weighted blanket wouldn't fix it, but he'd probably go down to five instead of eight.

💙 Random fact?

"When i was really little, my mom used to take me to a church. Don't think it exists any more, but I remember the Stain glass windows, how the light shone through and fell onto her. In normal lighting, I remember her looking pale a sickly, but once a week, with a statue of a half-god watching over us, my mother glowed. She was gorgeous.

"Anyway, I stopped going after she died. For a while it was because I never remembered what day it was, but later it was because I realized I only ever went to see my mom glow."

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Thank you for tagging me, Max! This was much longer than what i thought when i was getting into it but I'm still glad I did it.

I can't think of anyone specific who'd want to do this, so if you see this and want to give it a try, please do and tag me! I'd love to see your little blorbos :)

#cyberpunk 2077 #cbp2077 #cp77 #male v #vex #my art #quinn draws #i've been sitting on Vex for so long that this doesn't even cover the basics of him #so if you have questions. please come into my inbox and ask #he is my beloved right now

[twopoppies]

After Harry’s better homes and gardens interview, I’ve taken some time to think about some of the things said and the reactions to it.

1) This discourse that’s become quite popular lately about queer people needing to be out, and how liberating it is to be out, is such a cishet and/or privileged narrative. I get so mad whenever people mention it.

First I think the background on why there is so much focus on coming out is a cishet thing. Coming out has become such a glorified thing. And I think the main reason for this is, it’s the part where cishets get to be apart of the experience. Now they have the knowledge of who or what another person identifies as and therefore gets to feel like they have the right to insert themselves in other peoples feelings.

Sexuality and identity is so personal. Being out in - let’s be realistic here - most cultures and countries, will mean you get in the best case scenario looked down upon and rejected from friends and family, and worst case you get abused, tortured and even killed. And before any person comes for me, yes I know there are people who get accepted by friends and family, most do not. And when we take a look into the celebrity world and the statements that have been made from and about queer people, we know that his industry has a reputation of looking down upon and excluding openly queer people.

Personally I’m actually kind of a fan of Harry not sharing his sexuality openly with the world. He does not owe anyone coming out especially after what he has been through such scrutiny from the public. Everything from his sex life to his fav colour has been discussed publicly. And even if he hadn’t had all of this public scrutiny he does not owe anyone a coming out, just consider how most of the world perceives queer people. Him getting to keep this part of himself to himself and the people closest to him is quite meaningful.

2) Harry’s self awareness

This has so many layers, but in all I think we can all learn a lot from Harry.

He shows how much he takes stock of where he is and how he can better himself. This, to me, has some roots from how reflective he is over every little thing he does. And you can see the fruits of his reflections, from his public performances and how he used to lose his breath when singing his solo in wmyb, to nailing it in front of a 100 000 people at Coachella. Or from how he sees he made his worst music when he’s trying to get a single to figuring out how he’s really good at bringing people together and create together with others.

He’s teaching us to learn from the past, live in the moment and plan for the future. This is where we can all learn so much from Harry.

3) Harry and Louis deciding to be good and stay humble on the x factor.

This part is not talked about enough. How from such a young age he decided part of his identity is to stay nice and humble towards everyone he comes across. Because he saw/heard how unfairly celebrities treated other people, and not wanting to be part of that. The biggest part I took away is how once again Harry is described as nothing but nice and an overall good human being.

4) The music industry

This part kills me. I know we’ve talked about this for ages, but hearing him actually confirm the cleanliness clause, and compare his own situation to the Britney documentary. How he and all the boys were dolls puppets, who had little control over where they could sit, talk or even how they could express themselves without repercussions.

5) Still just as domestic

This part in the article: “So he used lockdown to commit to being a better friend, son, brother. He pushed himself to confront things he hadn't brought up, had many long, honest chats. And like most people who found themselves suddenly very, very inside, he thought a lot about the idea of home—about belonging, peace, sanctuary. "I realized that that home feeling isn't something that you get from a house; it's more of an internal thing. You realize that when you stop for a minute," he said.”

Of course he had to bring up feeling home. And how throughout his discography he’s described his love as the feeling of home. Yes Harry we know you’re in love, you domestic little shit *affectionate*.

6) My takeaways

It was so nice to read a quite honest piece about Harry after such a long time. Something that feels real, and not so staged.

Harry having chosen better homes and gardens for this interview also seems very deliberate, in how he not only gets his message out to a bigger audience. Also it doesn’t seem like this magazine has any real connections to the music industry, so to me this feels a lot more free in the way Harry is able to express himself, without being subjected to questions related to eg. stunts.

I will say this to me it feels like Harry is sharing so much of himself, and given how he discussed how much he likes his privacy, this feels quite intimate, at least in a psychological way. I’m not sure how I feel about this, as I’ve seen way to many fans feel entitled to know everything there is to know about Harry.

I love how it takes us through the journey on how Harry came to make this album and some of his feeling behind the album.

As I said we can all learn something from Harry, if it is to reflect over your situation and do something about it, instead of blaming everything around you, take responsibility for the things you can do. Or to be more kind and loving to the people we surround overselves with. Or to appreciate the domestic feelings.

P.S. Gina, I love your fic recs and how reflective and intelligent you are. I would love to hear your thoughts on this, but please don’t feel pressured to answering me/posting this. Sending you lots of love!

Hi darling. Thank you so much for this. I wish I had thoughts that improved upon or added to it, but I just completely agree with you. It’s the best interview with him I think I’ve ever read.

#better homes and gardens #harry’s house promo #harry’s sexuality #coming out #it’s very early here but I may have more to add when I fully wake up #harry’s image

[nicksbestie]

Enemy to lover with Ash please

<3

I’m back!! sorry for the long wait on this one!! hope you enjoy!!

I Hate You

pairing: ashton irwin x reader

warnings: none

word count: 1219

<3

Your phone rang. Glancing down, you saw that it was Calum, and upon this realization, you quickly answered it.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Hi! Some friends and I are having a cookout tonight to celebrate Luke’s birthday. I was wondering if you’d want to come? He hasn’t seen you in a while.”

Silence hung over the line while you thought over the offer. Calum was right, you hadn’t seen Luke in ages, and you did miss him. However, social gatherings weren’t really your thing. But it’s his birthday, so you agreed.

“Sure. I’d love to. What time?”

Glancing at your watch, it was about 1pm now, so hopefully it wouldn’t be for at least another two hours, because you were not looking presentable right now. Calum was clearly deciding on the other end.

“Dunno. To be completely honest we hadn’t gotten that far. Probably around five, that sound good?”

You nodded, even though he couldn’t see.

“Works for me.“

“Alright. I’m texting Luke right now and telling him you’ll be there. I’m sure he’ll be over the moon. See you at five!”

“Wait Cal! Who else is coming?”

He hummed.

“Ryan, Luke, Michael, Ashton, Crystal-“

“Ashton?! No way Calum. Hell no.”

He sighed and you could basically feel him roll his eyes.

“Look, he’s one of Luke’s best friends, please can you just tolerate each other and make Luke happy tonight?”

“I fucking hate him Cal. And he fucking hates me.”

He mumbled something that you couldn’t make it, but knowing him it was most likely a crude joke about your choice of words. It was your turn to roll your eyes.

“I’ll try. But don’t get mad at me if we’re at each other throats by the end of the night.”

“Let’s hope if you are it’s because you two finally got past your differences and realized you’re being idiots and not because you want to kill each other.”

“Calum Hood. I’ll murder you. I’ll be there at five. And stop making jokes about me hooking up with Ashton. You couldn’t pay me a million dollars.”

“Mhm. Sure. Bye!”

You put the phone back in your pocket and ran a hand down your face. What the fuck. It was just like Calum to know Ashton was coming and not mention it until after you agreed. He’s such a bitch and he’s lucky you love him.

Ashton Fletcher Irwin. That absolute motherfucker. It was small, petty, stupid shit, really. He made rude jokes, you made them back, he got pissed, you got angry, Calum had to pull you two apart. He talked shit behind your back, you lost your shit on him, Michael lost his shit on both of you. You’d hated each other as long as you could remember, each thinking the other was stealing friends from you. He consistently got on your last nerve. An entire evening with him? Torture. But you loved Luke so you’d deal with it. Sighing, you sat down, debating whether or not to go shower and get ready early so you wouldn’t be rushing, or to just do nothing for the next two hours.

Deciding on the latter, you turned on a random show for background noise and worked on some drawing, sketching a few tattoos for the shop. You hadn’t thrown in new pieces lately, and decided you’d fill up the Get-What-You-Get machine when you got back. A soft smile came over your face as you remembered when Luke came in for his first tattoo not long ago. It had been quite the experience to work on someone who was a tattoo virgin, or so to speak. Always a story for the books.

After finishing up three new ones, you glanced up. Realizing you had about two and a half hours, you figured it was safer than sorry to go ahead and get ready now.

Showering, and deciding on shorts and a cute top, you quickly got changed. Messing with your hair to give it that “messy but looks good” appearance, you debated makeup for today. Leaning towards yes, you didn’t do that much, eyeliner, mascara, eyeshadow. A little bit of graphic lines in the corners just to make the colours pop, and done. You had let Luke talk you into using makeup six months ago, and you got sorta addicted.

After that, you had about a solid 45 minutes before you had to leave if you wanted yo be there on time, so you packed up the sketches and put them in a plastic sleeve to avoid damages by god knows what. Things always seemed to get messed up in your house, no matter how hard you tried to keep them intact. Mentally preparing for the night to come, you checked your phone to see a text from Michael from ten minutes ago.

“Party’s been moved up by 30. can u still make it?”

“be there in 15.”

“don’t break any laws. luke will kill you.”

“no promises.”

read - 4:15

Good thing you’d gotten ready early.

“Luke! Cal! Mike! Irwin.”

You turned back to face Luke.

He grinned.

“I’m glad you could make it! Haven’t seen you in a hot minute.”

You smiled back.

“Yea it’s been a bit. Happy birthday!”

“Thanks!”

Brushing past Ashton, a bit more roughly than you’d like to admit, you went to chat with Michael for a bit while Cal was helping Luke fix the final touches to food. He gave you a look. You gave the same one back. He rolled his eyes. You rolled yours too. He sighed. You returned in kind.

“I know Cal already had a conversation with you about this but try to be nice to Ash please?”

You scoffed.

“Oh, so you’re on nickname terms now?”

He looked exasperated.

“Look. He doesn’t hate you as much as you think he does. Just try to be civil. If not for yourself, for Luke.”

“Fine.”

“Thank you.”

Parting ways, you talked with Calum for a while before Ashton walked over to grab a drink. Glaring at him, you moved out of the way of the cooler. He didn’t even have it in him to glare back, just shot a weak smile. You didn’t want to admit you were slightly concerned. So you didn’t. Rolling your eyes for the millionth time that night, you turned back to Cal. He shot you a look. You chose to ignore it again.

Later, you happened to bump into Ashton on the way to a bathroom, creepily sulking in a hallway for no apparent reason.

“Watch it!” you snapped.

“Sure.”

That threw you. Ashton always snapped back.

“The hell are you doing sulking in a hallway anyways?”

“None of your business.”

“Oh fuck you.”

“You wish.”

“I try not to hate you but you make it hard.”

“How kind. Spare me the small talk.”

Next thing you knew, Ashton’s hands were around your waist, lips attached to yours.

You swore then and there you’d never tell anyone how much you enjoyed it.

You pulled back after to breathe.

“I still fucking hate you.”

“Glad we’re on the same page. Kiss me again.”

Back against the wall, you managed to detangle a hand from Ashton’s hair to send Luke the middle finger when he called down the hallway.

“Invite me to the wedding lovebirds!”

#5sos #5sos x reader #5sos fic #5sos angst #5sos fluff #5sosfam #ashton irwin angst #ashton irwin fluff #ashton irwin x reader #calum hood x reader #calum hood angst #calum hood fluff #michael clifford angst #michael clifford fluff #michael clifford x reader #luke hemmings angst #luke hemmings fluff #luke hemmings x reader #lgbtq 5sos #lgtbq pride #lgbtq fanfiction

[teeto-peteto]

My friend, I would love to read you Ramble about Soul fighter Pyke and Gwen.

NO 👹 DONT DO THAT YOU WILL OPEN THE PANDORA BOX Im weak for them, and since Soul Fighter is an universe based on the present, it made my mind run free.

For starters, its stated that Pyke did die in this universe too, and that Gwen 'helped him come back from the spirit realm'. Nice, but what if Gwen 'had to sew him back'? I headcanon Pyke with the scars going all the way around, instead of the flashy ray shape they have on the skin. Imagine that Pyke actually died on a very gruesome way, and was dismembered? And Gwen somewhat found him and sew him back with her threads and power. That way you have the cute and wholesome storyline of the canon on wich Gwen helps Pyke and he bows to himself to protect and make her proud of him, but also a gruesome, horrid background on wich technically, Gwen had to find a dismembered body somewhere by accident and decided to sew it back. Maybe she was just feeling like doing a puzzle ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Its something very Frankstein, and i dont think Pyke remembers who killed him, but still affects him to this day.

They are bestfriends, and they live together. I think thats pretty obvious in the canon given the splashart of LOR where Pyke is holding the shopping bag, it shows that they most probably share residence. Pyke clearly is the one that carries the heavy bags from the supermarket saying 'Im fine' while his arms are in pain, and Gwen carries the paper towels happily, its not like she cant carry the heavy bags but that Pyke is both not trying to bother her but also very prideful.

'My parents didnt want me' 'Omg same!!' kind of traumadumping. I dont care that much about Viego to see the voicelines of his skin but Isolde is clearly siding with him i guess? So i guess Gwen is a random child running around with her little friend.

Since its based on present day im betting all my horses that Gwen is very active on social media. I headcanon Gwen being one of those tiktokers that do makeup, but not the cute/impressive ones but the creepy and hilarious ones that try to resemble a cartoon character with face paint and ducktape... and while shes filming Pyke is sometimes passing through the hallway and then stands by Gwen's room door watching her doing her tiktoks with a very confused face and hes appearing on the background of the video like 🧍 but she can also do impressive makeups, also shes a great dancer she just loves to be weird and hilarious. Pyke does have social media but its undercover, he doesnt use his name and its under an alias because he doesnt like the attention, but likes and shares all of Gwen's makeups and videos. Doesnt publish but spends his spare time watching reels or tiktoks with sea creatures and sharks with goofy sounds or those ones with the little star/swirl thing on the midddle with a lot of sea animals footage. He's pretty much clueless, often goes to Gwen and asks 'Why is people making edits of me with Mary on a cross?' for example. Doesnt interact but probably Gwen would record an embarrassing storytime and he would comment 'It didnt happen that way.'

Gwen films him when hes not looking, she loves that, or takes funny pics of him when he's distracted, eating or asleep. She will definetly pull up an embarrasing pic and post it.

im unaware if this is true, it was the first thing that came on google but imagine Gwen posting a pic of Pyke sleeping on an akward position and he screams 'GWYNETH-' from another room in embarrasment. She also post cute pics of him, and pics together, they have a bunch of polaroids on their rooms doing silly stuffs or just being cute <3

They like baking together... cant explain but its just so real... and they are so good on it... and they decorate it together... when they are done with soul tournament they are going to open a bakery.

On skin design i really like both of them BUT i would love to see more of them being on the same team aside from the colours... like Pyke could have a little kitty bag on his belt or a charm resembling Gwen's cat hat... I recently drew Gwen with a little Pyke plushie attached to her i think it would be cute if she made matching plushies so they can keep each other... wholesome...

Pyke's thing about being designed around belts and zippers... its just funny to imagine him on his room super distressed on the verge of tears and Gwen goes 'Whats wrong?' 'I cant pull my back zipper up'.

Gwen designed his outfit, and the prestige one. Imagine her very concentrated with her pins taking measurements on him and she says 'stay still! you are moving!' 'sorry m'am...' He wears his outfits proudly, and constantly bombards anyone who approaches saying 'My best friend designed and made it! Shes an angel' and shows everyone her socials...

i love them, and i imagine them with a lot of struggles, and a lot of self doubts. In the end Pyke has to learn that he doesnt have to preassure himself to the edge to make someone proud of him, and Gwen has to learn that not everyone will return her kindness back, but she still has to keep going. They have each other and they support each other, and i love them very much.

long post im going to self strangle and nobody is going to sew me back

#im so sorry #theres a lot of things i wish i could wrote here #but i keep forgetting cause its a lot #and its dumb #but #they are best friends and i love them so much #also its me im the one making edits of pyke with mary on a cross #pyke #gwen #soul fighter

[myverycoolproject]

Designing my final boss

This is my planning for the final boss of the game. 

What is a final boss? 

Is the boss you face off against at the end of the game. Story wise, they are the reason for the player’s journey that is the final challenge to end the game. These are unique enemies with more health than regular enemies.   

This is me looking at all the final bosses of the souls borne series, my favourite being Gehrman because he is so cool and one of the best bosses in Bloodborne. He’s not too difficult as I beat him first try but he can brutal if your not careful. 

I then decided that I wanted to make my final boss difficult so I looked at a list of difficult bosses. What I learnt from this list is that to make a hard boss is large damage outputs, damage sponges and a healing mechanic to make them extra annoying. 

This was a list for some of the hardest bosses in souls series (Demon souls, dark souls and Bloodborne). I learnt that what makes these bosses hard is their damage outputs, long move sets containing some damaging moves and something that makes them hard e.g. multiple phases, less damage in certain spots, etc.   

With these in mind, I created my final boss: The creator, leader of the scythers and is sort of like a god of robots or something. I aim to have him have at least three phases: the first one being a joke and tricking the player into thinking it will be an easy battle. The second phase will be real and a lot more harder, depending on what abilities the player used in the first phase the boss will have ways to counter them. The final phase will be a grand conclusion with the player being able to use an item to become much more stronger and the boss becoming much more harder. 

I wanted a seated bosses for the first phase like Urizen from devil may cry 5, where he would just sit there and launch projectiles at you. For the other phases, I wanted him standing up and being all over place with crazy moves and combos, a lot like Urizen’s final form: Vergil. 

I want his backstory to be sad and show his descent into evil. I want him to be the first person to be reincarnated in the new world during the war of shadow, he was also a shadowling. He wandered the fabled lands until a group of humans came upon him and tried to kill him, thinking hew was hostile. He tried to run away but was cornered, nowhere to go, until he unleashed a hidden power became the opposite: a body made of light with two black eyes. This power tore a hole in the fabric of space and he was transported to Algerious, which was a long abandoned. He didn’t know what happened but then a voice in his head told him to destroy the fabled lands, if he did then he could go home. When he was human, he was a proud engineer so he started up Algerious and built himself a body. His new power allowed him to turn gems into powerful magical stones, which he calls ‘light tears’ these being the things that power the scythers. For years, he spent building up the scyther army and planning out an invasion, so one day he could complete the mission given to him by who he calls God. 

These are some design I made with Dall.e, the prompt being ‘A giant robot god with blue lights and wielding a sword’. These were my three favourites. 

I love this one as it really awesome, with the colour scheme and I like the added spear, which makes him look even cooler. Just the design makes him look like a proper boss you would face off against. 

This one isn’t a full body but either way he looks cool. His blue sword does look really good (even though it does need a little bit of work) and his design looks really menacing, his head especially reminds me of Megatron from Transformers.  

I like this one because it looks more like a suit of armour than a robot, the sword is really cool though. The background also makes him look so much more cooler, I think it’s a blizzard or something and it just makes him look super intimidating. 

All three of these design look cool, But I think the first and third ones are my favourite because they just look like proper bosses. For an overall design, I think a mix of both would look cool. 

[onigirio]

Glaze Lilies

heikazu

warnings: extremely unedited, i wrote this in class

word count: 1629

a/n: is this me posting my first real fic? it was meant to be for heikazu week but i got so busy i didn’t finish the other fics :,) anyways enjoy

Heizou was not the type of person to take vacations. He simply did not have the time. Work, eat, sleep, repeat. That was his schedule, assuming he even had time to sleep. He wanted to be the best he could be, even though he was just an underpaid intern. The only way to become a revered criminal investigator was to work hard. So he’d work long hours, stay up late at night doing research, unpaid overtime, the usual. That was the thing, being an intern for the bantan sango detective agency meant he was doing a lot of the little things. No, he didn’t do verbal investigations or get called to the crime scene first, but he did get to do background checks or organize criminal documents. It wasn’t exciting, but it was work none the less. Getting to the bottom of criminal identities and tracking down escapees was interesting. Maybe the colour coded files were overkill, but it made the cases easier for the senior investigators.

It never really dawned on him that maybe he was doing too much

“Take a vacation” his boss had said, “Things have been quite slow recently, theres no point in losing sleep for a dead case”

So Shikanoin Heizou filed away his colorful research folders for later investigation, and begrudgingly took a vacation. What do people do on vacations? sleep? Heizou didnt sleep, that much was clear. Reading was his only pass time, or watching the newer true crime series. So when his friend Kamisato Ayato gave him a pamphlet that read, “BEAUTIFUL BEACHES, INCREDIBLE CUISINE. TAKE A TRIP TO LIYUE”, Heizou decided that maybe the change of scenery was what he needed. What was so special about liyue harbor anyways. They had beautiful beaches and incredible cuisine in inazuma, so what was all the chatter about? The brunette was simply curious.

Thats how he ended up here, tripping over his own feet in the middle of a bustling street of liyue harbor. maybe he shouldve stayed at home after all. Curiosity killed the cat and they say satisfaction brought it back, but heizou the cat was anything but satisfied. He just wanted something to eat, is that too much to ask? His airbnb recommended a place downtown. Cheap and tasty chop suey. Clearly it was popular, seeing as the line went basically around the block. Maybe he could ask some nice looking locals, so he went to the closest shop he saw. Neon Lights flickered, “GUIZHONG’S BLOOMS, WEDDINGS, GRADUATIONS, FUNERALS”.

The bell jingled as he entered. the small store smelled like a mixture of exotic flowers and vanilla. it was a breath of fresh air in comparison to the heavy scent of fried food that lingered in the streets of the harbour. the shop was empty, to heizou’s dismay. besides the music playing over the speakers, there was no sign of life. the flowers were colourful and in top notch condition. each type was labeled with their names and area of origin. the one that caught heizou’s eye the most was the bouquet of blue and white flowers kept in a glass case. “GLAZE LILLIES — JUEYUN KARST. 5000 MORA”

5000 MORA?

Maybe it was the life as an underpaid intern, or maybe the crippling student debt, but 5000 mora for flowers? if he wanted them that bad he would grow them himself

“I see you’re interested in our glaze lillies?”

Heizou jumped at the sound of a new voice. He turned to see a short guy with cream, almost white coloured hair. His tresses had a red streak that matched his eyes almost perfectly. Heizou tried his best not to stare but fuck, this guy was pretty

pretty boy laughed at his surprise. His laugh was soft, like a warm autumn breeze.

“i didnt mean to scare you, I didnt expect anyone to come in today, especially not someone interested in our glaze lilies”

Pretty Boy leant over the counter, heizou caught sight of his decorated name tag on his embroidered apron . Kazuha. He wasnt sure what surprised him more, how pretty his name was or the fact that he was possibly from inazuma too

Heizou was at a loss for words, “I was um, just looking for a place to find a local, Im not from around here and I just wanted something to eat” he rambled like an idiot. he usually spoke so eloquently, it was an important part of his job. There was just something about this guy that made all his formalities drift away.

“cheap and tasty chop suey?”

Heizou nodded

Kazuha sighed, moving around the counter, “you’ll wait at least an hour. on a good day. better off going somewhere else”

Heizou slumped, “ah its okay, i’ll find something eventually”

Kazuha chuckled, “I can give you some recommendations, im kazuha by the way, kaedahara kazuha”

“youre from inazuma?”

The white head nodded, “moved here for the culture, something about this place inspired me. judging from your question i assume youre from there too?”

Heizou nodded, “Shikanoin Heizou, Im not moving here, just a vacation”

Kazuha smiled knowingly, “ah i see, not many people move here from inazuma.”

Heizou wasnt sure what to think. This boy seemed nice, but he was in this flower shop all alone. it was a bit peculiar to the brunette

“are you here all alone?” heizou questioned

kazuha chuckled again, “It’s just me. occasionally my boss comes in but she’s quite old. Really i’m just here to make sure the flowers are okay, no one is really in the market for flowers these days.”

Heizou smiled, “not if they’re being sold for 5000 mora”

“Those are the most expensive flowers we have! everything else is 200 mora or less” kazuha bickered playfully

“200 mora could buy anyone a decent meal Kazuha”

The blonde flushed faintly. He liked the way his name sounded when heizou said it

“I cook for myself so I don’t have to wait in long lines for someone else’s mediocre cooking”

Heizou raised his eyebrow, “You cook?”

Kazuha nodded, “Cant afford to be eating out every night, not with this salary”

Heizou thought for a moment before continuing

“Well” the dark haired boy began, “Would you like to come with me for dinner? I dont know my way around this place well and i would really appreciate the company. I’ll even pay”

Kazuha smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners

“I’d like that”

—

So that was their routine. For the next 2 weeks, Heizou would meet Kazuha at the end of his shift and they’d explore the brightly lit streets of the harbour together. on the poet’s days off, the pair would take long walks and explore the natural sights of the nation. Kazuha showed him his favourite places to relax, and Heizou caught Kazuha up on the recent events in inazuma.

“Everyone suddenly loves dango milk” heizou told the blonde.

“I take it the yashiro commissioner had something to do with it?” Kazuha replied

heizou chuckled “I would be surprised if he didn’t”

The pair laughed together, their faces illuminated by the street lamps.

They stood on a balcony over looking the ocean. the streets were busy as usual, the chatter fading into the background as the two boys enjoyed each other’s company

“I leave tomorrow”

“oh”

then it was silent. His words hung in the air, the sour news putting strain on their previously happy aura. Kazuha glanced at Heizou and back out into the horizon, the salty ocean breeze carrying memories of home

“You could always come back you know” heizou said, breaking the silence, “Things are a lot better now, and the yashiro commission said the upcoming irodori festival might be the best yet”

once again, Kazuha sighed

“I dont think I can ever go back”

now it was heizou’s turn to be quiet

“Theres nothing there for me, no one there to go back to” Kazuha said wistfully

Heizou looked at him. The way the moon illuminated the blonde’s face made heizou dizzy. There was a comfortable silence, filled by the chatter of the streets below them.

“Well” Heizou started, leaning over the railing, “If you ever go back, just know I’ll be waiting for you”

Kazuha looked over at him as Heizou spun around and began to leave

“I should finish packing, I don’t think i’ll have time to come around to the flower shop tomorrow morning. Good night Kazuha, i hope i can see you soon”

Kazuha stayed silent as the rookie detective walked away

and for the first time in weeks, the wandering poet felt lonely once again

—

“Yes I’ve packed everything! No I didnt lose anything- Yoimiya im not bringing you anything!” Heizou held his phone between his ear and his shoulder, packing the last of his belongings. His flight was leaving soon and he was running extremely late. Honestly he had no valid excuse, though at the time reading the conspiracies on the knights of favonius felt like the right decision

“I’m leaving now! i’ll land in a few hours- Ayato is picking me-“ he opened the door and was greeted by a small vase of flowers, “-up. i’ll call you when i land, okay bye” he tucked the phone into his back pocket, and picked up the vase. They were glaze lillies, and a small note was attached to the neck of the vase. “GLAZE LILLIES — 5000 MORA”. He flipped the note and a small smile graced his lips when he saw the writing on the back. “Safe Travels, I’ll see you at the irodori festival :)” there was no name on the note, but heizou had a sinking suspicion it was from a certain blonde poet. That was when Shikanoin Heizou decided that maybe vacations weren’t so bad

#rio rambles #rio writes -🐝 #heikazu my heikazu🥹 #heizou #heizou shikanoin x reader #genshin heizou #kazuha #kaedahara kazuha #genshin kazuha #heikazu #kazuhei #genshin fanfic #genshin one shot #heizou fluff #kazuha fluff #genshin impact #genshin impact writing

[mythvoiced]

-. yknow what, I’m actually no done with this, this is a serious question that I’m asking because I don’t actually want to look up official reviews because they make me groan into the abyss, what could possibly be so bad about Bul.let Tr.ain? Every single character is so ridiculous in such a good way, we may get a handful of archetypes but I guarantee you you’ve never seen them executed like this. Every single character is weird and charming and even if it wasn’t a comedy and I didn’t know I was supposed to laugh at some of their intricacies, if I stopped to laugh and simply looked at any of them, they’d stand perfectly without having to be held up by a comedic background, because they simply are that interesting and well-written. I was genuinely invested from start to finish because the characters are so true to themself and so intriguingly unique, EVEN The Wolf and The Hornet who may borrow more faithfully from archetypes or previously seen motivations and stories feel unique to their particular rendition of anything already done you might recognise in them. They’re literally on screen just long enough to be killed off and I remember them as if they’d done the full movie, okay, because they burn into your brain.

And I’ve seen some vague things of the plot being convoluted and what not but isn’t that the literal point? Isn’t the literal point of the movie a series of unfortunate events because this one dude wanted to get revenge on anyone who was even VAGUELY involved in his wife’s death? It being ridiculous and realistically almost impossible is literally the point and yet the movie STILL managed to sell the entire thing convincingly, YEAH what are the odds that these assholes were dragged into this and would do exactly as predicted by the instigator and start killing each other off? Well, what are the odds that they’d just CASUALLY be after the same thing without anyone instigating it?

The fact that it’s a mess is The Point, that’s The Joke, some sad hobo-looking gang leader decided to create the most ridiculous revenge plot in history and then have the various people he wants to kill kill each other like OBVIOUSLY the plot twists are a little ridiculous, he IS a ridiculous man, sure he’s scary and everything, but he’s literally the only character I laughed at because of he’s just some Sad Guy.

Every character feels so organic and alive and unrealistic but isn’t that the point of movies? To make shit happen that would be way too insane to be likely? And isn’t life actually exactly like that where ridiculous shit happens that shouldn’t happen just because us not being able to make our peace with it declared it impossible to happen? Nothing is impossible, as cheesy as that sounds.

This movie is LOUD and COLOURFUL and DISASTRUOUS and it is one ridiculous consequence after the other and that’s THE POINT, the mere reason that it managed to pull this all off without me ever feeling like it came outta left field or that the characters wouldn’t logically choose this option, absolutely insane.

THAT’S ANOTHER THING every ridiculous thing happening is absolutely ON BRAND for the characters as they’re portrayed. Every stupidity, every bad decision, is so suited to the character who does them? Who else could claim that of their ensemble? How many movies do you know where it doesn’t feel like at least ONE CHARACTER was mutilated at one point in the story because to progress the plot they need to be different than they actually are?

This movie is ‘bad’? Then why does it give more of a fuck about its characters and having them be true to themselves and unique and charming than I sometimes found the Av.engers to be? Hm?

#;ooc #long post tw #bullet train spoilers #I JUST CAN'T MAKE MY PEACE WITH PEOPLE SHITTING ON THIS FILM #usually i ignore critics but today i chose to Hate

[nerdythebard]

SMITE 2023 Lineup: Analysis & Predictions

Wow, I did not make a lot of posts in 2022, did I...

Hey eveyone! Since we've done this last year, I thought I would once again share my first thoughts on what SMITE is planning to release this coming year in terms of gods. This whole blog started with SMITE, and I promise you the God Builds will continue.

Before reading any further, here is the video for you to get familiar with. Anyway, let's go!

Seems like it's going to be five new gods this year, and if that's all we're getting they may be released roughly every 2-3 months. Starting off with Surtr, the Norse Fire Jotun in January. Surtr is famously known as the herald of Ragnarok - it's his fate to use his flaming sword to kill Freyr and destroy our world, only for a new better one to be reborn from the ashes. If you actually look at the released Surtr Teaser, you can see some elements of that story - killed over and over again, a fire jotun gets reborn into Surtr. It's kinda funny how the in-game mini-boss said 'enough is enough' and decided to become a player.

Next up, in the release for (maybe) March, we see what I would assume is another in-game structure, the Phoenix Tower. Moreover, the narration talks about flames and rebirth, which would indicate a Phoenix (which wouldn't be odd, seeing as we have other non-god characters, such as Cerberus, Fenrir, and Ratatoskr), but then we move to this Lion King-esque Pride Rock formation with a shadowy, feline figure, which many say could be the Manticore - a monster that reached the status of inside joke in the community; originally, a boss for Training Mode, the Manticore was deleted from the game and never heard from again (for the 2016 April Fools, the devs made a God Reveal video for playable Manticore, so perhaps it now becomes reality)

Potentially scheduled for May is a a fertility deity. With a Southern American pyramid in the background, it doesn't take a lot of guessing to bet on Ixchel - Mayan Goddess of Medicine, Midwifery, and Rain.

Moving down to the Underworld in (maybe) July, we see what looks like a river of souls, and with the narration talking about the lost being carried, it seems like another obvious one - Charon, the Greek psychopomp. The Ferryman of the Dead.

And finally, ending the year... in September... we have another death deity. We see chicken and bones, purple colours and skulls, and the architecture typical for New Orleans... this has to be Maman Brigitte or another Ghede loa. She was supposed to be the last goddess of 2022, but was unfortunately pushed back.

And that seems to be it. Let me know your ideas, and I'll soon meet you all... in Columbia ;)

-Nerdy out!

#hirez smite #hirezstudios #smite #smite lineup #smite gods #gods #dnd #dnd 5e #prediction #dungeons and dragons #surtr #phoenix #manticore #ixchel #charon #maman brigitte

[bookwyrminspiration]

Hello! I am now home and can respond to your ramblings about my art properly!

PlayBoy:

Thank you!! I'm very proud of the tattoos and had to look up several references for Māori tattoos and they're all so lovely and intricate. The tattoos on his thighs are placeholders until I can find some that are just as intricate and lovely. Fun fact! The moon tattoo is supposed to be a matching tattoo set, the second one being a sun. (You should post the drawings with the crescents! I'm sure that they would look lovely) And yes the hands- I was so pleased with the hands, they were so fun to draw and I'm proud of how they turned out! Though I may have cheated a little and traced a genuine playboy magazine that didn't seem too hard and appealed to me. It lended a hand in how good I drew the hands in this, as directly tracing hands never look good. I say traced but I mostly mean for the prices and the word thingys and the but, and then I referenced that sketch and refined it more until it looked about right. The original magazine had the very satisfying back curve! The highlights hoenstly bring the art together, it just looked boring without them and I wanted to make it pop. Thank you so much!

Space man:

Yes that is space! The tentacles were very fun to draw but it took a little bit to make them look right. He is truly chaos incarnate. Jeremy (The little man off to the left and basically his assistant) doesn't even know what he's doing. Jeremy hates this and hates Maui and is going to berate him later for it /lh. And I put so much effort into the background!! And I'm still only revising it!! There's so much more for me to do with this drawing!! I have so much more to do, it is a very mentally taxing drawing so I'm just taking my time with it. It'll look awesome once it's finished! And thank you so much, I'm glad that it's working out so far!!! And no, it will absolutely not work out and he'll nearly accidently get the crew killed and give Jeremy a heart attack (/hj) (/lh)

Mermaid:

Yes! Mermaids are very fun! I think this au of him was the reason I got into them in the first place, and then I got into angels and demons because of Laproxie on Instagram, and now I've kind of forgotten about both tbut the mermaid has sticked mostly!! Thank you about the fluidity about the tail! I am also very picky about flowy lines and how they work and fish don't have knees. I actually stole the way the colours work from Castle Swimmer on webtoon! It's honestly so beautiful and the story and art is both great and now I'm on the edge of my seat waiting for season three because the two love birds just met again after a long time of trying to find each other and there was so much lore and three comedic witches and it's just beautifully written. The water was the hardest part, I don't like drawing water. But the light scattering were fun! And the white bit on top is either seafoam or light refractions. Ok so I spent a really long time thinking about it and decided he would be more of a deep sea fish (I only drew him in shallow waters because its so much easier to pose) so I made him blue so he could camoflauge! He also has natural bioluminessence that I didn't draw in the because it's very light out. And yes!!! Those are stitches!! Thank you so much!!

Casual:

Yes, it is a very different vibe! It's a lot calmer than the other ones (And less sexually inclined like in the first one, but I would describe him as promiscuous so I feel its fitting) He is very smug and carefree but also quite vain, he can often be seen looking at himself in any reflective surface he can, including a small pocket mirror he takes with him wherever he goes. He has traded comfort for a life of being sexy and his brother is so confused and keeps trying to shove him into something comfortable and Maui Hisses and shys away like he's a cat and his brother is trying to get him into a bath of water. His brother is the opposite and also very buff

I put si much effort into the straps!! I'm very happy to have them recognised!! They gave me a bit of issues but I managed to beat them into looking good. Same with the scarf! Though, most of the credit has to go to the fabric brushes on procreate. I don't know what I would do without them

Thank you so much for taking some time out of your day to view them and comment on them <333 I love it when you ramble so it's absolutely no problem! Ahhh, I'm so glad that my art is colourful and pleasing to look at and I hope to continue sending Maui to your inbox!

I'm very glad that you're slowly piecing him together, and that you seem to enjoy what he is. It is a veyy joyous day <33333

-Heathen

Heathen!! Hello! I have finally gotten to the third ask you sent me that fateful night a few weeks ago! I was not expecting a response at all (probably should've since this is you) so i'm very curious what this contains

that being said my response will be under a cut since. long!

Playboy:

The tattoos were so lovely!! I love tattoos so much I'd love to get a few. I used to have a whole host of tattoos planned out, but that was when I was like 13 and now looking back I'm like wow so glad I was not allowed to get tattoos because I'd now like very different tattoos. Still want a dragon tho. Matching tattoos also sound super cool! Sun and moon imagery is also *chef's kiss.* And I'd forgotten about the crescent art I have but mayhaps I shall post it at some time!

Congratulations on the hands tho the blending between tracing and making it look good can be hard but you did great! For me one of the biggest annoyances when tracing hands is that...they do not match my style. I usually take my own reference photos, so my real life hands when traced don't match my less-realistic style. The translation between the two is annoying sometimes but you nailed it! and highlights are always fun--I frequently go a little too over the top with highlights (especially in curly hair) and then am just like whelp can't do anything about it now (for traditional art at least)

Spaceman:

Yes!! haha!! I know enough about sci-fi to recognize space! Tentacles are like a hit or miss for me. I'm. very picky about the fluidity of lines and tentacles can be a nightmare! Side note: i frequently type out little rants on tumblr and then just save them to my drafts and one of them is about the squiggle of lines.

but poor Jeremy, having to deal with the chaos that is Maui. I don't think him berating Maui is going to change anything but he sure can try.

As for the background, I hope you have fun with it! Those kinds of big detailed drawings can be really draining so good idea to take your time. It already looks awesome so I have no doubts that it'll be even better once you've finished it. What will not get better are Maui's plans everything is going to descend into chaos i fear for Jeremy

Mermaid:

You're so right mermaids are fun. When I think of the ocean I usually think about pirates because my dad is a pirate nerd and he infected me with pirate brainrot, but I also love the idea of sirens and creatures in the water as part of that. And so true fish do not have knees. Maybe we could...do something about that :). your fish has been kneed.

I don't know anything about Castle Swimmer but the colors you stole are very pretty!! Three seasons sounds like a lot tho I don't know how people do it. I say, with a blog heavily focused on an 11 book series. But back to Maui! Camouflage sounds like it could be useful, but also I'm wondering how much light is down in the deep sea and if it'd even be necessary to hide if no one can see you. That's like ingrained hiding in the environment. Just a musing though, the design is still very pretty. Something something all I hear after that is bioluminescence which is hella cool I'd like to also glow in the dark. Maybe that was my thought process when I accidentally cracked a glow stick into my eyes when I was a child, I was trying to become bioluminescent

Casual:

it is so much calmer than the others but also still has the wicked expression from the space one. Like he may look nice in terms of his appearance, but he also looks malevolent and like trouble. Good for him for the self-confidence tho. Sometimes you just need to stare into your own soul through a mirror. Though if you don't blink long enough then your face will stare to distort and you'll stop recognizing yourself, at least in my experience. it's pretty cool.

that is hilarious that Maui's brother is trying to unsexy him I love that so much. Just confused but supportive "it's cold out you can't wear that" and maui's in booty shorts and fishnets and a crop top, that's the dynamic I'm imagining rn.

yes!! the fabric texture is so impressive! thank you to the fabric brushes for giving heathen the tools they need to make cool art of a sexually chaotic part robot man.

thank you for sharing your art with me! I was very honored when you directly sent it to me even after you'd already posted it, it was like an "oh? you went out of your way to make sure I saw this?" moment /pos. I will enjoy as much as you have to say about Maui, so feel free to continue sending him!! he is a little puzzle I am gleefully putting together in my head one bit at a time and it's lovely.

#quil's queries #heathen nonsie #other's ocs #long post #i am simply getting to know him your honor #i'm watching him develop into a person in my head #rotating him around like a blorbo

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Chapter 2: Wonders of the Forest

There I was. Standing right in front of the entrance to the forest. Evergreen trees coloured the forest from left to right. Only patches of golden sunlight escaped the barrier of intertwined branches, dappling the forest floor with fleeting moments of warmth and light. Petrichor lingered around me with a hint of musky cedar spicing up the air, yet it did nothing to dampen the eerie atmosphere. My goosebumps responded to the slight breeze brushing against me and every rustle of leaves, every creaking branch made my heart race with fear. A single dirt path lay ahead of me lined with moss that engulfed the grass that was once there. The further I looked the darker into the forest, the more the shadows seemed to close around me.  

(picture credits to vadym_gorbachov on photo.net)

Taking a deep breath in, I puffed my chest out and started my trek towards Grandma’s house. If I’ve done it once in the past before, I can certainly do it again. Although now that I think about it, I’ve never understood why Grandma chose to live in the forest. Isolated from the village, she is surrounded by the ominous allure of the forest. I shivered at the thought.

Everything was going well until I started to hear a second crunch of leaves every time I took a step. I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was following me. It would be the first time that happened, but as far as I remember, the brave hunter that sauntered into my grandmother’s house and saved us had definitely killed the wolf.

I paused and looked around. There was nothing there except the dark and foreboding nature. However, from the corner of my eyes, I spotted the rustling of the bushes. I pivoted my head and despite my throbbing heart, I quietly approached the bush as I let my curiousness get the best of me.

A tiny rabbit jumped out of the bush and lunged toward my basket of treats. I quickly raised the basket and let out a small laugh. “That was not nice,” I said to the small furball.

(picture credits to zemlyanaya3554 on Pinterest)

I was mesmerized by the small creature until a quiet, haunting voice whispered against the back of my ear. “Boo.”

My body jolted with shock, muscles tensing as it prepared for flight or flight. My eyes widened in terror and was momentarily frozen in place as adrenaline flooded my system. Then as reality came back to me, I let out a deafening scream and threw my hands in the air. The basket flew and the tiny rabbit jumped away from the scene of the crime. I swiftly turned around and faced the culprit.

There in front of me was a young boy, probably a year or two older than me, laughing on the ground clutching his stomach. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes as he heaved and couldn’t stop howling with laughter.

I narrowed my eyes at the strange boy. “Very funny,” sarcasm coated my voice.

Seconds later, his giggling died down and he collected himself and stood up.  He cleared his voice, “Sorry about that. It’s just that you looked so frightened as you walked through the forest, so when you momentarily got distracted by the rabbit, I took my chance and decided to scare you.”

I rolled my eyes and searched for my basket. Everything was scattered so I decided to salvage what I could and collect the remaining items.

“Let me help you,” He muttered as if sensing my annoyance.

He picked up a couple of items and placed them in my basket. I turned and was about to leave but his voice halted my actions, “Hey wait. You forgot your note.”

He picked up my note and scanned it. His eyes darkened as he glanced back at me and gritted his teeth. “So you’re Little Red Riding Hood,” each word dripping with an unsettling blend of malice and mystery.

I snatched the note from him and quickly put it in my basket. His words left me unsettled so with a quick “yes”, I left on my merry way toward my grandmother’s. I could feel his eyes boring holes in the back of my head but I ignored the feeling.  

(picture credit to aclotheshorse.co.uk)