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hexhomos · 2 months

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Sorry, I'm asking here because asks aren't on your doomreed account, but do you have any fic recs for them ? You and vinnies art have intrigued me 😭 they both seem like such wet cats in different ways, and I love that

help i didnt know asks were off fixed that now thank you... I have two fics i keep in my back pocket as like, exemplary distillations of their whole thing (one in college vs one of their usual superhero stuff,) these are;

Supersymmetry and Night Blooms

Rly good examples of their usual shenanigans, the second one is directly based on a canon comic issue that *feels* like fanfic by a prolific yaoi author, the first is set in a modern-time re-imagining of the fantastic four where they meet in a supergenius internship thinktank for gifted youngsters. There's other fics that are good but i think they might be super confusing without canon context! which leads me to my second point. After you read these fics...

A lot, and i mean A LOT of official doomreed stuff feels straight up like fanfic. Either because its so beautifully woven or insane in concept (doctor doom points a gun at the real life Jack Kirby and Stan Lee to get himself written back into reed's life in his 3rd ever classic appearance, in the 60's, THAT'S the bodyswap issue)

or because the literal authors themselves come out to say 'they're soulmates' or 'they're in love' and Im talking abt this:

(^joseph culp, the first ever doom actor from 1994)

(^fantastic four (2019))

I've got even more stuff under the cut!! AND recs!!! CLICK! v v v

(^jonathan hickman, author of arguably the best FF saga & Secret Wars (2015)!!!)

(^Cantwell, author of the Doctor Doom comic!!)

These are excerpts from the canon fantastic four book, DOOMGATE:

There's even an RPG INSTRUCTION MODULE based on the idea of an earth where Reed & Victor partner up in college, Reed dies a tragic death (via their lab experiments) and Victor assumes such a traumatized widow role in his honor that he grows up to be a golden hero and protector of earth LOL (still a bit nuts):

This is not even to touch on the breadth of all their comic issues and little moments together. Victor canonically delivers Reed's second child and he chooses her name! Shes treated like his child too and calls him uncle doom!!

...Victor even asks Reed out on candlelit dinner dates for a yearly Latverian holiday!

In fact, that's the great starter doom/reed issue i keep recommending: read [ My Dinner With Doom right here. ]

If you enjoy that, check out my [ broader post guide for doomreed reading. ]

Still on the fence? try out these single comic issues:

Doctor Doom:

*Fantastic Four (1961) annual 2 (Classic origin of Doom issue) *Some call it MAGIC (the introduction of Doom's struggle w/ the devil for his mother's soul)

Doomreed:

*Marvel Two-in-One (2017) annual 1 *Marvel Two-in-One (2017) #11 (2nd fic i linked is based on this!!!!!!!!!) *'Duel Intentions' short story *Doom 2099 (2019) *Fantastic Four #700 special *Shame Itself (noncanon satire mini)

Anyway I've had a lot of fun reading these series generally and their big, year-spanning arcs are incredible. People hype up Secret Wars for a reason, Hickman's fantastic four builds up a really compelling doom/reed epic of cosmic divorce proportions. And its about love! And Forgiveness!

#hexposts #doomreed #meta tag #victor von doom #reed richards #fantastic four #mister fantastic #doctor doom #mr fantastic #dr doom #fantastic 4 #marvel comics #FF #fic rec #long post

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adobe-outdesign · 8 months

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Have you done the Tyrogue line yet? (Hitmonlee, Hitmonchan, Hitmontop, Tyrogue)

Tyrogue is interesting because it's the only case of two unrelated Pokemon being connected into a single line via pre-evo after their original release. I think this was a good change—there was nothing wrong with Hitmonlee and Hitmonchan being separate, but there is a really cool concept with Tyrogue evolving into either a kickboxer or a boxer-boxer depending on how it trains.

The design itself is good. I always enjoy designs that are humanoid without being too human-like, and Tyrogue strikes a good balance between the two extremes. I like the purple-ish pink body in contrast with the dark brown areas—it's definitely the best palette out of the line—and the expression and pose/animations give it a lot of personality.

My only issue with it is that it does feel a lot more like a pre-evo to Hitmonchan than to Hitmonlee. I can see some elements of Hitmonlee—the brown "pants" and "shoes", the bandage-like markings, the circles on the cheeks that arguably are where the arms go, the hands—but the eyes, head spines, and separate head instantly invokes Hitmonchan. Not entirely sure how you'd fix that though, and it's not a big deal by any means.

Tyrogue also had a beta in the form of this guy, known as "Gong". It maybe looks a bit more like Hitmonlee than the final version does, but it also feels less like either and is a bit more generic in terms of body shape. Final design's definitely the better one.

Hitmonlee is a really cool design, being what I can best describe as a drumstick with extendable legs. Very monster-y, and the stretchy legs are fun and convey the typing well.

Visually, the simple color scheme works well, and the black eyes pop nicely without bringing extra color into the design. The arms also have a good deal of anatomy to them despite the weird body shape.

My only nitpick is that weird yellow circle on the feet feels like an afterthought. Oddly, some of the early sprites suggest that used be a dewclaw, but now it's just this out of place element that probably could've been dropped.

Hitmonchan has a completely different vibe to it and is more humanoid in design, but it still works well to convey its concept. The head spikes mimic the shape of the "skirt", and the shoulder pads have this plated look to them, a design element that you rarely see after Gen 1.

My only nitpick with it is that the purple areas of the body are way too low-contrast and don't really add anything. Pumping up the saturation might've helped, but it also could've stood to be a different color—maybe a light tan, to go with Hitmonlee's palette. Other than that, it's solid.

Hitmontop has always been kind of a strange addition to the line. For example, Tyrogue is neutral, HItmonlee is kicking, Hitmonchan is punching, and Hitmontap... is the Brazillian martial art of capoeira. It works well enough, but it is oddly specific all things considered.

It's also weird because it has little in common with its other evos. It has Himonlee's claws and bandages, and Hitmonchan's head spikes, but it also has completely different eyes than either of them and a bright blue palette that comes out of nowhere. It doesn't look completely out of place or anything, but I do also feel like it could've been its own thing entirely with few tweaks.

Visually, the top idea is fun and the design gets it across well with the head spike and eyes and mouth that can be read regardless of direction. However, I'm not a big fan of the overly round body or the weird V cut in the blue, and the tail's always felt a bit out of place to me.

Of course, the reason it might feel slightly out of place is because it was originally... well, whatever the hell this thing is. Seriously, this has got to be one of the most out-there beta designs, and I'm telling you, there are a lot of out-there beta designs.

There are some elements to this design that I do wish had been kept. For example, the three legs form a perfect radius regardless of position, and I feel like they work better than the tail due to how rigid they are in structure. They also look a bit more like Hitmonlee's legs, so that's a neat touch.

I also really like how the face works. Hitmontop is a creature that's upside-down, but this thing has two completely different faces, one upright and one upside-down depending on which way its facing. That is VERY cool, and feels like a fun play on the concept.

However, it's undeniable that this thing is utterly bizarre, with its complete lack of a mouth, single eye when upright, and three legs. It honestly feels more like a UB than any kind of regular Pokemon. I do like elements of it more than the final, but as a whole, Hitmontop was probably the better choice and the more "Pokemon-esq" option.

Anyway, as a whole, this is a solid line with some fun abstract monster designs and clear themes. Personally I think Hitmonlee's the strongest while Hitmontop's the weakest, but all of them have their own charm.

#tyrogue #hitmonlee #hitmonchan #hitmontop #pokemon #pokemon reviews

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inkwolvesandcoffee · 8 months

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TH Characters and Crochet

TH Masterlist

This concept was prompted by my new hobby and led to some very interesting (and, in my opinion, good) plot points. Henceforth, I might turn some of these wee ideas into full-fledged one-shots. For now, though, enjoy!

Tag List: @potter-solomons @buttercupsandboys @zablife @mollybegger-blog @liliac-dreamer @vir-tual @rose-like-the-phoenix @babaohhhriley @solomons-finest-rum @hoodeddreams13 @moral-terpitude @onlydeadcells @hecatemoon87 @wandawiccan60 @dreamlandcreations

Tommy Conlon

The art of crochet is an absolute mystery to him. Nevertheless, though he won’t admit it plainly since he’s been raised and trained to keep his emotions in check, he absolutely loves and adores the husky you made him.

It had been another fretful night, one that leaves you alone in the bed and him either wandering about the beach nearby or leads to a night of training at the boxing school. Either way, Tommy shut you out yet again, refusing to show you even a glimpse of the chaos he carries with him.

Later that day, the short night was followed by an equally as plagued nap. It's that he woke up before it was too late, but otherwise he'd have fallen off of the sofa and face planted into the soft carpet (which you had bought after the one time that actually did happen). Now, it’s his snuggle buddy and you’ve noticed it’s helped with the nightmares caused by his PTSD. So nowadays the silence when you come home after work is laced by soft snoring, an oddly comforting sound that stems from the most heartwarming sight.

Tommy, tightly holding on to his husky as he snuggles it. His ear phones are connected to his laptop, an ASMR video with rain sounds displayed on the screen.

Perfectly content.

At rest.

Alfie Solomons

You were already magical in his eyes, but the fact you can create stuff out of yarn makes you even more so. He still thinks your hooks look uncannily like embalming tools, but he adores the scarf you made him. He wears it whenever he can, loving the texture as well as your scent.

Alfie proudly promotes your stuff wherever he goes and helps you set up at markets. He’d like for you to do only markets in Margate and Camden so he can keep a close eye on you. However, should it be anywhere else, rest assured he’ll hang around the area and make sure you eat and drink properly. He’ll literally pop by a Prêt-A-Manger to buy lunch and deliver it to you or, as is more often the case, pull you away from your stall so you two can sit down in a coffee shop or restaurant together.

He loves it whenever you text him to provide him with photos of a new project you completed. Lastly, Alfie also always asks what you’re working on.

Forrest Bondurant

He’s actually the one who taught you how to crochet (and secretly adored how shyly you asked him to teach you). He’s a stern teacher, but a good one. Forrest is a man of many hidden talents (like baking, he makes a mean apple pie). Then again, so is his brother Howard, who is great at knitting. Jack, on the other hand, has skipped out on the creative gene though he’s been trying to teach himself how to sew.

Forrest and you do markets together. However, he mostly does the general set-up while you busy yourself with the customers. Because even though he’s very business savvy, the quiet force behind Little Moonshiners (specialized in the cutest handmade stuffies) is in fact a social disaster.

He does like talking to you, though.

(And has made you a custom wolf stuffie, which has become your all-time favourite)

Eddie Brock

Eddie and Venom alike love the stuffies you make, but V thinks his host sometimes takes his support of your hobby a bit too far. Recently, he’s asked you to teach him and ever since you’ve been trying to figure it out together. Eddie seems to finally have the basic stitches down while Venom is bordering on giving up. Not even reading the body language of his host makes him understand crochet. So he’s now your ultimate yarn spinner.

Eddie, on the other hand, has become a little competitive. Though he tries to be inconspicuous, you occasionally catch him glancing your way in an attempt to estimate whether your way of crocheting a certain project is more efficient and neater than his. To this extent, he proposes to try a new pattern together (and compare the results).

He does admit, without a second’s doubt, you’re the queen of plushies.

Eddie loves the journaling aspect of it too. He keeps a neat and very minimalist journal. Well, he tries to be minimalist and objective (as his work has taught him to be), but often finds himself writing about you, pondering your opinion on his works.

And Venom loves to tease him about said entries by mentioning them to you.

Farrier

He’s loath to admit it, but he can’t help but think of his Nan whenever he sees you crochet. The confession almost slipped out when you gave him a cream coloured crocheted turtleneck sweater for Christmas, the reason you puzzled him with taking measurements three months earlier. And it’s this turtleneck he wears quite often and takes with him whenever he’s sent abroad.

Because your scent lingers in it, mixed with his.

Because it’s a piece of home.

It’s you when you aren’t there.

And it’s the only thing that’ll prevent him from crying when he's so far from home it feels like his heart is torn apart at the seams.

Reggie Kray

Reggie loves to watch you work. He doesn’t need to understand it, finding perfect contentment in seeing you absolutely absorbed in your projects. He’s simply happy to plop you in his lap and rest his head on your shoulder, though that does little to help you focus on the pattern or the tutorial you’re watching.

He gives the best hand massages too! Whether you asked for one or not, Reggie will give you one regardless after you’ve put the hook down for the time being. Sometimes he even stops you after a certain period of time, knowing how your tight grip can cause your hand to cramp after carefully observing you for a while.

Although he does not say it whenever the topic comes up, he will blatantly admit when riled up enough that part of the reason he wants out of the gangster life is to permanently give you the peace and quiet that surrounds you whenever you crochet.

And stills his inner storm.

Also, have a wee treasure I accidentally found😉

#Alfie Solomons #Alfie Solomons imagine #Peaky Blinders #Peaky Blinders imagine #Venom #Eddie Brock #Tommy Conlon #Forrest Bondurant #Farrier #Reggie Kray

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jvngkook97 · 2 years

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Art of the Soul

pairing; artist!jungkook x model!reader ft. DJ!yoongi

genre; angst, fluff, smut, f2l, artist au

warnings; y’all the angst is real in this one, slow burn(?), sexual tension, non-explicit implied smut, cursing, jealousy, infidelity, koo is extremely introvert except with reader, and reader is very outgoing and social which will cause some petty arguments, reader is also a major flirt in this one but she means well…mostly

rating; 18+

w/c; 11,758

a/n; this concept came to me from an artist koo compilation on YouTube that had me daydreaming on some “what if’s”. more specifically, ‘what if Jungkook used your body as a canvas’ and it was really soft and cute and then I realized I needed this in my life and maybe you do too so here you go! ps - the gif will make more sense at the end. I’m so sorry. 🫠 like + reblog if you enjoyed. feedback is always appreciated! tysm <3

Read Part Two {Here}

He walked towards you with the backdrop of flashing lights from the countless amounts of paparazzi that flanked him. If it wasn’t for the security that also adorned his sides at a healthy distance, they would’ve swarmed him by now. His name was being yelled like some kind of mantra within the enclosed space, all vying to get even a second of his attention in order to get their ‘money shot’.

He would bow politely, and shoot heart signs with his hand, but unfortunately for them, that’s all he would be willing to give today. His attire alone shielding his face, all that was showing was his wide, doe, eyes. The black face mask covered his bunny toothed grin, and the matching black baseball cap successfully hid his newfound haircut he recently debuted during one of his art shows. His full body, black ensemble from his head, down to his toes, gracefully glided over to you with open arms. The action making the mantra of Jungkook’s name, now switch to yours upon seeing your figure wrapped up in his.

“Y/N! Y/N! LOOK OVER HERE!”

Paparazzi, reporters, and fans alike all screamed your ‘ship’ name in fervor. Hearing the cheesy name made you snort in Jungkook’s ear. His own chest rumbled beneath you both at your rather unladylike snort, and the equally as cringey name that also graced his ears. Pulling down your own mask, you decided to give the people what they wanted and leaned up to kiss Jungkook on his still face mask covered lips, the only reason you chose that spot. If it was uncovered, you would’ve opted for his cheek instead, knowing to actually kiss him on the lips would be crossing the line, but cloth covered was just playful and cheeky.

They ate it up just like you thought they would. A few paparazzi instantly departing in order to get the opportunity to upload the shot first for the world to see and to get the most money. Jungkook gave you the stink eye, but just shook his head in mock surrender, used to your spontaneous acts of affection over the years of knowing you. Pulling away from his hold, his large hand slid down your arm to engulf your small one in his to lead you safely through the airport to the unmarked, tinted, black SUV, that would serve as your saving grace from the barrage of people.

Once inside, you both waved for a few moments more as security closed the door behind you. The one action alone making the enclosed space get enveloped in a blanket of silence. The only sound to be heard was the soft singing that came from the radio in the front, and the faded, muffled, yells from the crowd surrounding your car as you departed. Taking off your masks simultaneously, you faced Jungkook as best you could within the confines of your seatbelt with a shit eating grin.

“You’re so annoying, y/n.” His rolled his eyes at you playfully, earning a middle finger from both of your newly manicured hands in retaliation.

“You know you love me, kookie.” You winked at him with a sideways ‘v’ being held up over your eye, before asking him the dreaded question.

“How did it go in London? Were you able to see her?” You asked the question with an underlying tone of sincerity and minor disgust. Your whole body inwardly cringing in on itself at the indirect mention of her, Jungkook’s on and off again girlfriend of nearly a whole year, Isla.

Someone who you regretted ever introducing him to unintentionally at one of the London fashion shows you participated in alongside her, him coming to wish you well before the show started with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. She happened to be in line with walking after you on the runway, so she was waiting patiently behind you when he walked up to you. His eyes flickering behind you in her direction with his cheeks painted a pink hue that wasn’t there a second ago, is all the hint you needed to step aside and introduce the pair to their annoying, toxic, soon to be tragic, love story. And your fated, unreciprocated, one-sided, utterly friend zoned relationship with the male.

It was sickening the amount of times he would call you at four in the morning to go on yet another anger induced rant over why either she or him broke it off for the millionth time that month. You would then be forced to wait patiently for him to finish before monotonously telling him the same phrase you always did as a half assed attempt of consoling him over the matter, ‘you’ll get through this, you always do’, even though you already knew that by the time you woke up alone in your California king sized bed the next morning you would find a short text from Jungkook saying ‘we’re back together’. And the toxic cycle would continue, each time digging the metaphorical knife into your already bloody and scarred heart. The same heart that would woefully hope that the reason for their next break up would be because he came to the sudden epiphany of being in love with you, not her.

It never happened. And it never will happen.

You came to your own conclusion five break ups ago when he FaceTimed you the next day and showed you an engagement ring he had custom made for her. A fucking ring. He mistook the tears in your eyes as ones of happiness for them, when in actuality, you were inwardly letting go of all your feelings you held pent up inside over him. It was in that heartbreaking moment you realized you were done. And you moved on, or tried too.

Jungkook manspreaded all over his side of the car, leaning back into the car seat from exhaustion and jet lag. He tilted the bill of his cap down over his face before giving you a muffled reply.

“We broke up, then had make up sex. So, I guess we’re still together?” His muffled voice sounded more confused with his own words than confident. Flicking his cap back up yourself with your finger, you gave him a look. He let out a loud sigh, not wanting to hear your snide remarks about his relationship. He was well aware it wasn’t a good one. Instead, he tried changing the subject of relationships over to your recently changed status he only found out through the inflight news on the flight back.

“It’s always about Isla and I, but what about you, y/n?” He waggled his eyebrows at you before continuing, “How is your love life, huh? You’re with….what’s his name?” He feigned being in thought, then snapped his fingers in mock enlightenment. “Ah, yes! Min Yoongi.”

*******

It wasn’t easy. In fact, it was difficult for you to let down your walls enough to even humor the opposite sex with flirtatious comments and banter. Let alone to accept a date and the later offer of a ‘good time’ at their place of stay, cause you never wanted them to know where you lived. Having dealt with a stalker before, you didn’t want to go through the same traumatizing situation again.

It wasn’t until you crossed paths with Min Yoongi did your walls completely break down. You met him from an after party. He was the DJ for the evening, and having an affinity and admiration for all things music, you always made sure to greet the DJ’s and give a heartfelt thank you for their complex, amazing, work. Normally, all conversations would end there, but there was a certain aura that Yoongi exuded. It made you want to learn more.

He apparently felt the same pull as you did, and extended an invitation for you to tour his studio. You agreed, and after he wrapped up his show, you both left separately to his studio in order to avoid any unwanted attention. Upon your arrival, you found it was a modest, yet equally as intimate studio that connected to his modern style home.

What really sealed the deal for you was the overwhelming patience and kindness that he had for you. It didn’t matter if you were talking a mile a minute, where your focus would easily switch from one topic to another due to your excitement, he still made sure to be the ever perfect gentleman. And not once did he lay a hand on you, or try to attempt anything with you further than conversation. No sly suggestions, no racy comments, and no ulterior motives laced his words or actions the entire time. You didn’t think men like him still even existed in this world, but he proved you wrong.

After that fateful encounter, you made sure to exchange numbers. At first, it was just simple texts asking how the day was going, or if either of you had an upcoming project you were excited about and wanted to share. It was all strictly, friendly. The flirting didn’t start until after the first candid photos of you two taking a night stroll through a park after dinner, ignited the rather cheeky side of you to come out. You texted him the day after once you saw the story had dropped online, having been tagged in it various times on multiple social media accounts.

Good thing they didn’t capture us at a weird angle when I was leaning up to fix your scarf. They probably would’ve edited it to look like we were kissing. LOL. 🤪

Agust D 💦: Would that have been so bad though? If they did catch us kissing?

Too busy fixing your morning coffee for the day, you didn’t get a chance to look at his text until after you were comfortably seated on your loveseat sofa in your living room. You just took a swig of your liquid crack, when you effectively spit it right back out with wide eyes when you did finally read his reply. Holy shit. Was he being serious right now? Typing back a cautious reply, you tried to keep a playful tone, incase he was joking and just didn’t express it through text cause that’s how he was, not being one to use emojis all that often like you.

I mean, it wouldn’t necessarily be bad. I could only imagine the amount of fans that would bombard my socials with death threats, but I would be able to handle them if it meant being with you. Hahahaha. 🤭

Having sent out the first part, you immediately went to type a ‘jk’, but before you could, he replied back. Looking at his reply, you had to reread it multiple times, not truly believing what he just said. The school girl squeal coming out of your mouth as if you were suddenly back in grade school and your crush just admitted they liked you.

Agust D 💦: In fear that I may have misinterpreted previous gestures as you just being friendly, please just ignore this text all together and send me that skull emoji because I will effectively be dead from embarrassment. Otherwise, on the slim chance that you may just like me as much as I like you, I propose we try this whole kissing, hand holding, exclusive, societal term of dating and become boyfriend/girlfriend.

I both just spat out my coffee and squealed like a fucking school girl, so safe to say, that yes, I second your proposal and even go so far as to raise your brilliant suggestion with another hell-motherfucking-yes, Min Yoongi. I would love to be your girlfriend. If only for societal appeasement. Lol jk. But no, seriously, I’m so happy rn. Please tell me I’ll be able to kiss your cute face soon. 🥹

Agust D 💦 : And if you could hear my extreme exhale of relief, you wouldn’t feel as bad. It’s an honor to have you as a girlfriend, y/n. And I’ll be back in town tomorrow evening. Would you like to have dinner? I can cook your favorite meal at my place if you don’t feel like going out in public.

Another reason you fell so hard for the man? On top of being considerate of your feelings? Min Yoongi was an amazing chef. There is nothing that he could cook for you that won’t have you salivating in anticipation of taking the first bite. Or prevent the shameless moans that would emit from your mouth upon savoring the rich flavor it never ceased to have.

He was basically the whole fucking package.

And he was yours. How? You’ll never know.

It wasn’t until you got an incoming call from Jungkook to remind you to pick him up at the airport tomorrow, did you realize there may be a slight change in plans with your now boyfriend. You only hoped that he wouldn’t mind the sudden intrusion, him already well aware how close you and Jungkook are, but he knows you’re just friends and doesn’t feel threatened by him. Another breath of fresh air that had you swooning over Yoongi even more, cause just like you thought, he didn’t mind the extra company. He even went so far as to ask you what Jungkook’s favorite meal was, so he could make it for him.

You wanted to cry from how sweet and thoughtful and selfless he was. You truly didn’t deserve him. But you’ll try your damndest to be worthy of his affection.

*******

Which led you to where you are now, Jungkook being none the wiser.

You chuckled nervously at him, one that had his brows raising into his hairline from the sudden change in your usually confident personality. Yet he waited for you to spit out whatever it was that you were holding in, him crossing his arms over his chest, still in his lax position.

“Yeah, about that…,” you trailed off with a sheepish smile before word vomiting the rest, “We’re actually headed over to Yoongi’s place now to have dinner and it’s going to be our first time together being boyfriend and girlfriend so you’ll be there to witness it, yay!” You threw your hands up in a ‘surprise’ gesture, waiting for him to say something. Anything.

He gave you a blank stare as if still processing the words that just flew out of your mouth at the speed of light, his still sleepy and jet lagged brain fighting to keep up with the new time zone.

“Excuse me, what?” He stated, voice emotionless.

It had you questioning if you shouldn’t just cancel the dinner plans with Yoongi and avoid a potentially awkward situation. But then you thought back to the many times you had to play the third wheel in Jungkook and Isla’s dates when they first started talking, and all the silent cringing and gagging you did while watching them flirt with each other shamelessly in public as if you weren’t even there.

Sitting up straighter, you felt more confident in your decision.

“Yoongi invited me over to dinner tonight, and it’ll be our first time being together as more than just friends, since we’re dating now. You’re welcome to come if you’d like, or I can have my driver drop you off at home. The choice is yours.” You reiterated your last statement, but at a normal pace.

He grunted to himself as his eyes closed, head tilting back against the headrest. For a minute, you didn’t even expect him to reply back to you, or if he did, just to say no and laugh at you like you’re crazy for even suggesting such a thing. However, to your surprise, he said quite the opposite.

“Sure.” He shrugged his shoulders as best he could in the position he was in. Not wanting to reopen his eyes, he tilted the bill of the baseball cap back over his eyes and gave you the ‘ok’ signal with one hand he set free from his previous crossed arms. Then, you could only assume, he fell asleep. Cause he just stopped talking with you after that.

Knowing it was going to be a long ride, you texted Yoongi of Jungkook’s surefire attendance to notify him ahead of time incase he needed to prep anything beforehand. Ironically, he gave you the same ‘ok’ symbol, but this time through text.

Making yourself comfortable, you wrapped your jacket tighter around you and leaned your own head back to get some rest for tonight. You were going to need it.

*******

You expected Yoongi to greet you at the door like he normally does, yet this time, it was his housekeeper, Mrs. Yang, that greeted you and a half asleep Jungkook.

“Mrs. Yang! What a surprise. Is Yoongi okay?” You questioned her, worried.

Opening the door wider she gestured you both inside to get out of the cold of autumn. Walking inside, you both switched your shoes out for house slippers and hung your coats up on the rack that was conveniently next to the door. Once the door was shut behind you both, did Mrs. Yang reply.

“Yoongi is fine, dear. He’s just finishing up in the kitchen. He said you’re more than welcome to join him in there, or I can take you to where you’ll be dining this evening. Which would you prefer?” She explained and asked you politely, hands clasped in front of her like usual.

“In the kitchen–,” you said.

“In the dining–,” Jungkook echoed at the same time.

Both of you stared at each other, having a silent, yet intense conversation with your eyes. You wanted to see Yoongi as soon as possible, and you loved watching him work in the kitchen, it was one of your favorite things to do. But of course, Jungkook being ever the introvert, would want to just immediately hide away and avoid meeting Yoongi as long as possible. You loved Jungkook, but sometimes his personality could prevent you from doing stuff that you wanted to do. Like now.

Letting out a quiet sigh of defeat, you looked at Jungkook, giving him a mini glare. His eyes crinkled as he gave you a small smirk, knowing that he won the silent battle. You turned your attention back to Mrs. Yang, who was still patiently waiting for your definite answer.

“We can wait for Yoongi inside the dining room, if that’s okay, Mrs. Yang.” You gave her a small smile, one she returned in full as she bowed at you both before gesturing you guys to follow her down the hall towards the dining room.

While she was walking ahead with her back towards you both, you took the opportunity to slap your hand rather harshly against Jungkook’s chest, making him wince and mouth a ‘what the fuck’ at you, now rubbing the sore spot with his hand. All you did was point your finger at him with a look that could kill. He rolled his eyes at you before reaching out to pinch your lovehandle in retaliation. His action making you jump a little, gaining the attention of Mrs. Yang enough for her to glance back at you both while still leading you. Both of you straightened up immediately upon her stare and gave fake smiles.

Arriving at the dining room, it was already set up with an expensive looking dish set for three people, various appetizers already littered the table. You can even see some of your favorites, which had you smiling lovingly at the spread, an action Jungkook didn’t fail to notice, making him inwardly gag at your lovesick look. Jungkook stepped up to the table first, cutting you off. You gave him a look of confusion.

He pulled your chair out, and nodded his head at you to sit down, which you did, cautiously, still giving him a weird look. In all the 6 years of knowing him, he’s not once pulled your chair out for you. Interesting. Eyeing him warily, he sat down across from you, taking up the second set of dishes that were laid out, the only one left was at the head table, where you presumed Yoongi would sit, since it was his house and all.

Mrs. Yang poured you both a fresh glass of water before asking if you’d like any wine. You refused politely, and Jungkook agreed to a red wine, which she also poured for him after fetching it from his wine cellar. Once you were both situated and comfortable, did she take her leave, saying that Yoongi should be arriving shortly with the rest of the food and she was going to leave for the rest of the evening. Jungkook and you half bowed in your seated position at her and gave thanks for her hospitality. She bowed politely back with a smile and left, the front door opening and closing shortly after. It wasn’t until the door shut, did your boyfriend make his appearance.

Holding a rather large tray in his hands, he carefully walked towards the table to set it just as delicately in the free space located conveniently in the middle of the table where you could all easily reach it. Your eyes widened at the plethora of food, both of your favorites and Jungkook’s. It made you smile at him with glee, clapping lightly in thanks. Yoongi chuckled at your actions, and gave a mock bow. Jungkook just stared at the delicious looking food with a ravenous look, before collecting himself enough to both comment and greet Yoongi in his usual fashion of a introvert.

“Hey, I’m Jungkook. The food looks amazing. May I?” He looked at Yoongi for approval, hands already reaching out with chopsticks and a bowl to grab his favorite, ramyeon. Yoongi nodded his head with a smile and greeting of his own, still standing.

“Nice to meet you, Jungkook. I’m Min Yoongi, but please, call me Yoongi. And by all means, dig in, it was made for you specifically.”

His attention turned to you as Jungkook started to inhale his noodles. A quiet moan could be heard from the male across from you, one you knew all too well, having made your own to Yoongi’s food countless times. You could tell, he was in heaven.

Yoongi’s eyes gave a look of confusion, but not necessarily at you.

“Why are you sitting there, y/n?”

Now it was your turn to give him a look.

“What?”

Standing behind the head table chair, he pulled it out, before taking a stand behind yours and gently scooting it back. Maneuvering to your side, he held out his hand for you to take, which you did, still not understanding what was wrong with your seat. Yoongi guided you the few short steps to the head of the table, waiting for you to sit down. Once you were, he gently pushed your chair in, then resumed to occupy your previous seat. Switching out your glasses for you, he made sure your set up was complete before taking your hand in his with a smile.

“You were meant to sit there, Mrs. Yang must have forgot. I thought it would make more sense if you were between the both of us, in case Jungkook feels more comfortable being next to you.” He explained his reasoning, once again making your heart swell with joy due to his natural, caring nature.

Jungkook was listening, but still eating, so he didn’t comment. Not that he exactly wanted too in the first place. He’ll never admit it out loud, but he was grateful for the seating change. He did feel better with you closer. Unfortunately for Jungkook, it seems like Yoongi was interested in getting to know his girlfriend’s best friend.

Yoongi took a bite of his food and swallowed before shifting his line of sight to Jungkook. Observing the male in front of him, he realized he was younger than expected. All the stories you told of Jungkook made him seem older, especially from all the various accomplishments he’s already made due to his art. Having looked up his artwork already, he opted not too look up any personal info, wanting to get it directly from the male himself. And the only thing you did tell him, was that he was engaged, which was also public knowledge at this point, so it’s not like you were divulging any secrets.

“I hear a congrats is in order.”

Not realizing that Yoongi was directing the statement to Jungkook, the oblivious male continued to shovel various other food in his mouth. Kicking Jungkook under the table with your foot is what made Jungkook snap his head up at you with a mouthful of food before swallowing loudly and glaring at you.

You steeled your own gaze at him with a tight smile on your face and tilted your head towards your boyfriend.

“Yoongi is talking to you Jungkook, don’t be rude.” You started off calm before your voice became more sharp at the end. Jungkook only stared harder at you before relenting his head to look at Yoongi and finally acknowledge him.

With a tight, bunny toothed, grin, he asked Yoongi to repeat his question. He managed to sound genuinely sorry so you’ll give him points for his on the spot acting. And then scold him later. Hearing Yoongi for the second time, he was able to give a genuine smile to your boyfriend before replying.

“Yeah! I asked my girl to marry me recently, she said yes. Thank you!” He looked happy when he said it, as he should, but you couldn’t help but feel some type of way about it. You chalked it up to the few sips of Yoongi’s wine that you stole for making your emotions go all over the place. Jungkook continued speaking, much to your surprise.

“Did you know that it was y/n that introduced us?” He nodded his head in your direction for emphasis, making you let out a small laugh to confirm his statement. How could you forget? It used to be one of the worst days of your life, after all.

“Yes. She did mention that she introduced you two, but didn’t tell me the full story. Would you mind..?” He trailed off with a smile, waving his hand at Jungkook in a silent way of telling him to reveal the whole story. Unfortunately for you, he was more than happy to oblige. Even going so far as to disregard his remaining food and lean further in his chair towards Yoongi to recall the story fondly.

What little smile you had left immediately vanished behind the facade of now fully grabbing Yoongi’s drink to chug down the rest of the red wine. Unbeknownst to you, though Yoongi was facing towards Jungkook during his story, his peripheral was on you. So he noticed the slip in your mood. He’d have to ask you about it later.

It felt like Jungkook kept making the story longer than it really was, the clock mocking you with each loud ‘tick’. Swallowing yet another glass of your only reprieve for the night, you pouted when you grabbed the now empty bottle of wine in your hands before setting it back down with a – you thought quiet sigh, but apparently not, cause both male’s turned to you at your heavy, loud, exhale. Oops.

Clearing your throat at the sudden attention, you sat up from your once relaxed position in your chair that you settled for when the story kept droning on, long since finishing your food after the first 20 minutes of it.

“What?” You eyed the two males, but due to your up until now, quiet persona, when you opened your mouth to say the word, it got stretched out with the sudden yawn that came out to accompany it. Your entire body screamed that you were tired, both of them could tell. It was Yoongi that would come to your rescue, much to Jungkook’s hidden displeasure.

“As enjoyable as this was, we should probably call it a night. It looks like our y/n, here, is ready to pass out in her chair.” Jungkook didn’t miss, or like the way he said our. It left a sinking feeling in his stomach as soon as the simple word left his mouth. But he couldn’t argue with him over it, cause technically, it was true. He might have been your best friend, but Yoongi was your boyfriend, your lover. It held more weight to his title.

Nodding in agreement, Jungkook went to help clean up and clear the table, until Yoongi suddenly sprung up out of his chair in a flourish. The action startling you enough to wake you up and follow suit to Jungkook’s ministrations. Now he looked at both of you with an embarrassed look across his face, waving his hands in front of him in a fervor, he tried to stop you both.

“Please, you don’t have to help clean up, I’ve got it covered. You’re my guests–,” he stuttered the sentence out, losing his confidence in the matter now that he’s well and sober. His recluse side wanting to shy away from the innocent act of hospitality and just being a kind person, cause he wasn’t used to it, having company. Being doted over. It was unnatural to him, foreign.

But you both chose to ignore his pleas of stopping, it only making you two want to do it more. Stacking up the dishes, Jungkook gestured for you to stack yours on top of his already haphazardly stacked pile. You, being ever the smart one, made a show to stack your pile on top of the large tray Yoongi first brought out that could hold much more than you both ever could. Jungkook chuckled at your smarts, and you just winked at him, sinking back into the pleasant atmosphere it once was before the dreaded story came up.

Yoongi’s shoulders sagged in defeat, him reaching out to help gather his own dishes to set on the tray, before you gently swatted his hands away with your own and gave him a warm smile.

“Baby, please. You went through the hassle of cooking dinner and setting this up for us, it’s the least we can do. You just relax, okay?” You spoke in such a soft voice, it made Jungkook pause in his actions, savoring the warmth it brought to his body even though you weren’t even talking with him. It was just the kind of effect you had on him, but he’d never tell you.

He had Isla, he had to remind himself. He chose Isla. And you chose Yoongi. Now, he had to live with the consequences of his actions he didn’t act upon when he should’ve. Back when he once had a chance.

Feeling you both were about to share an intimate moment he didn’t want to be apart of, let alone witness, he noisily clustered Yoongi’s dishes on the tray and grabbed the handles, lifting it up with ease.

“If you could point me to the kitchen, I can bring these over there for you.” His voice was flat when he spoke, something you noticed, but didn’t comment on. Yoongi didn’t pick it up, thankfully, too focused on your figure in front of him and the way you made him feel with just your words alone.

Sparing a glance at Jungkook, Yoongi smiled at him in gratitude and gave him directions to the kitchen, informing him that he could just set them next to the sink and he would wash them later. Jungkook just clicked his tongue at him in a way of saying ‘got it’ and left the room in a brisk, yet careful pace.

You followed his figure until he went out of sight, your brows furrowed at his change of demeanor. You swear, his moods could give you whiplash. With a touch of his hand on your cheek, Yoongi had you looking back at him. You didn’t even realize exactly how close to you he got since Jungkook’s absence.

“Are you okay, y/n?” His face showed concern, though you don’t know why.

“I’m fine, Yoongs. And thank you for an amazing meal and evening. I think even Jungkook might’ve had a good time, and he’s a tough guy to please.” You joked with a light chuckle, leaning into the hand that still caressed your cheek.

“I’m glad to hear that, I was worried he wouldn’t like me.” His confession made your eyes widen. He usually never cares what people think of him, so why now?

“You? Were worried about someone liking you? Are you okay, Min Yoongi? Are you sick?” You playfully placed the back of your hand against his forehead, acting as if you were checking his temperature. He rolled his eyes at you playfully back, lowering your hand gently only to hold it in his own.

“Of course I want him to like me. He’s your best friend, y/n. If he doesn’t like me, then I’m basically cut. Out. Shouldn’t even exist if I’m being honest, cause you’re the only good thing I’ve got going for me.” At his words, you let out a laugh, thinking he was joking. He wasn’t, you soon realized, when he didn’t laugh along with you, looking at you as if you were something he wasn’t worthy of having in his life.

To him, you were just a friend, until you weren’t. It happened so smoothly, so naturally, he didn’t see it coming, until it did. And now, as bad as it may sound, he can’t picture life without you, nor does he want too. But he can’t help the nagging feeling in his gut that something is up with you and your best friend. And that that something is more than capable of Jungkook taking you from him in more ways than one.

But he knows, as you look at him with a look of worry and, dare he say, maybe even a hint of love, he doesn’t have the heart or courage to ruin the seemingly nice evening you three shared by voicing his concerns. It’ll have to wait for another time, when the source of his concern isn’t in the next room.

Your only reply to his statement was to lean up and kiss him softly, yet meaningfully, on his perfect lips. Using your actions, rather than your words you know would only hurt him if you told the truth. And right now? You wanted to enjoy your time with Yoongi, without the lingering thought that is Jungkook, burrowing himself more into your heart and mind like he always does.

Successfully ending the too deep conversation in your current state of mind, you sank into Yoongi and all he had to offer, hands splayed against his chest to keep you upright in his hold. Yoongi returned your affection ten fold, effectively getting lost in you and forgetting where you two were.

A throat clearing behind you is what broke you two apart, both of you coming to your senses as you sheepishly stared at each other as if you got caught doing something worse than what you actually were. Wiping the lipstick that somehow made it onto Yoongi’s lips with your thumb, had the male’s cheeks lighting up in a pale pink hue. The sight had you chuckling fondly at him, before you gave him one last quick peck on the lips. Pulling away for the last time, you patted his chest and stepped away from him to look over at Jungkook.

He stood in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, looking straight through you at Yoongi with a glint in his eyes you’ve never seen before. Tilting your head into his line of sight, you broke whatever spell he was under. Giving him a ‘you good?’ look, he shook his head at you before gesturing towards the front door and directing his attention back at the host of the now night, seeing as the windows were encased in blackness around you.

“I’m gonna head out. The dishes are by the sink. You can stay if you want, y/n. Wouldn’t want to interrupt anything.” He glowered at you pointedly, a not so subtle jab that you definitely noticed. “I’ve already called for a car, they’re waiting for me outside. So I’ll call you later, okay? Thank you for the nice evening, Yoongi. It was a pleasure to meet you.” He half assed a bow, then gave a shit eating grin and walked out of sight. Shortly after, you heard the tall tale sign of him leaving, as the door opened and closed. The heavy door leaving a loud noise in it’s wake, as it cut through the silence like a knife.

*******

Jungkook would contact you a few days later. When you asked what made him suddenly drop off the face of the planet after your evening at Yoongi’s, he used the ruse of working on a ‘new project’ as his excuse of ignoring your texts and calls. You didn’t believe him, but you humored him anyways. The reason he called you, however, was because he had a model that cancelled on him last minute, and he was in desperate need of another. So, naturally, he thought about you, his best friend who could never say no to any of his requests, especially when it came to something as important as his art.

He didn’t really explain what it is you had to do, but you trusted him fully, so you didn’t really care. Sending you the address to his own new art studio, he told you to come over as soon as possible. Thankfully, it was only 20 minutes away from your place, so the ‘as soon as possible’ request was possible to accomplish.

When you arrived to his studio, you were let in by his assistant who was leaving for the day. He told you Jungkook was finishing up a previous project and wanted you to wait for him in the main lobby area. Though walking into the lobby, you were surprised. The ambience of the place exuded a romantic aura. The lights were dimmed and there’s even a bottle of bubbly sitting in a bucket of ice cubes on a table in the middle of the room, but no glasses. Weird.

Looking around the spacious room, it’s tidy and modern. You can see his artistic taste shine in the way it’s decorated. You couldn’t wait to get a tour of the rest. Just as you went to touch one of the many statues that littered the room, you could hear footsteps behind you. Pivoting in your heels, you came face to face with a grinning Jungkook who held two wine glasses in his hands. Ah, so that would explain the missing glasses.

Holding his arms out to his sides, you noticed his loose tank top he was wearing was splattered with various colors of paint along with his worn out jeans, a tall tale sign that he was finishing up an art project like his assistant told you. Some paint even made it onto his face, which had you lightly giggling at his appearance, but you were used to it.

“What do you think of the place?” He asked you, genuinely curious of your opinion that he held in high regards, knowing you would never lie to him. One of the many things he liked about you, you were blunt, yet honest.

“Wow, it looks great in here!” Your voice and facial expressions showed pure awe and admiration. You only wished you had a sliver of his artistic taste to decorate your own place as simple, yet luxurious as this. “Looks like you have a little more than just a photo shoot prep in mind…” you trailed off, looking at him with a raised eyebrow and coy smile. Being a model, you naturally assumed his new art project had to do with a photo shoot, one of the many ways he created art.

“Are you trying to seduce me, Jungkook? I don’t think Yoongi or Isla would like that very much.” You playfully jested at him, as he set the glasses down on the table to uncork the wine.

“Oh, absolutely.” He cheekily threw at you, winking at you and laughing heartily. His eyes meet yours as he straightens up and once again holds both wine glasses in his hands to walk towards you, his expression becoming more genuine.

Once he’s in front of you, he offers you one of the glasses that you graciously take and swallow a big swig of. You needed it after your own grueling day of work you had yesterday, working with a photographer that was infamous for his harsh critiques during his photo shoots as he strived to get the best pictures possible. You initially wanted to vent to your best friend, but when he refused to answer you, you decided to vent to Yoongi instead, who was more than happy to lend you a listening ear. His comforting words and presence alone, stifled the anger and self deprecating thoughts you held, and for the first time ever, you both spent the rest of the evening in his bed tangled in sheets. It was everything you dreamed it would be, and more.

“I mostly wanted to make it up to you for bailing on you so suddenly.” His face looked sullen as he swirled the wine in his glass gently before taking a sip of his own. “And anyways, who’s to say we can’t get some work done, and have some quality time together simultaneously?”

“I’ll cheers to that!” You lifted your glass towards his as you both clinked them together and took another big gulp in sync.

“I even have something else in mind, other than the usual photo shoot.” He said it with a mysterious tone, making you narrow your eyes at him with caution. Just what exactly did he have up his non-existing sleeves? “You wanna hear it?” The excitement he now showed in his voice and facial expression was infectious. You’re curious to see what he has planned for you, which is exactly what you tell him.

“My big priority for tonight is color tests. I was hoping you’d let me practice on you?” His usual confident demeanor turned into a shy one right in front of your eyes, only getting worse with his following explanation that made your eyes widen and cheeks burn under the low light of the room. “Your back would make the perfect canvas for this.”

“Am I going to have to stand very, very still for this?” As much as you loved helping him, you were going to dread having to stand in one spot for potential hours.

“Stand?” He echoed you with a deep chuckle. “No, no! We’re going to use my bedroom.”

“Bedroom?” This time it was you echoing his response. What bedroom is he talking about? Not that you weren’t familiar with his bed, having innocently crashed in it with him on multiple occasions. But it never related to anything needed for his art, so you were very intrigued now.

“Do you want me to show you where I get my best work done?” He asked you with a raise of his brow.

“My interest is peaked. By all means.” You gestured at him with your almost empty glass of wine, before chugging the rest. He followed suit and grabbed your glass from you to set them both back on the table.

Jungkook then walks past you, waving at you to follow him as he does. He leads you down the same path he took to get to you in the lobby, but this time in the opposite direction, towards his bedroom. One, he explained during the short walk there, he had in case he needed to stay over night and finish up any projects at the studio. Stepping into the bedroom, he waits for you to walk inside before he turns to you to speak.

“First, let me get a little more comfortable and keep the mess to a minimum.” He winks at you, reaching back behind him to grab the material of his shirt, his elbows now on either side of his ears, effectively making his muscles strain from the action as he pulls his shirt off. You would think the sight would have you hot and bothered, cause normally, it would. Now that you have Yoongi, however, whose body is just as delectable, if not moreso than the male’s in front of you, to satiate your sexual desires, you don’t even flinch.

A realization that Jungkook notices, having secretly always watched your facial expressions to him undressing in front of you with a hidden sense of power over knowing he could get that kind of lust filled reaction out of you. Not that he would ever act on it, of course, having a girlfriend. His pants pool to his feet next, that he kicks off somewhere unceremoniously. And now he’s left in nothing other than his short, skin tight, black, boxers. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t sneak a peak at the very obvious bulge that was prominent within the confines of his boxers, both a blessing and a curse in your opinion, of just how endowed Jungkook is.

Waiting for his instructions, you stood there, stiffly. All of the sudden feeling very overdressed, and slightly uncomfortable with the whole scenario. But you agreed to help Jungkook, and if this is what he needed, you would oblige him.

Pointing over to the bed with a lazy finger, he gave you your first instructions.

“Can you lay down on your stomach for me and just get comfortable?” He asked you, fully giving you the chance to back out and say no if you wanted too. You didn’t. Having avoided looking at the rather large object in the room, the bed, you now saw that all the blankets were shoved off for the occasion. And there was even an equally as large, white, silk sheet that was draped over the entirety of the bed that you would be laying on top of.

You crawl your way to the middle of the bed and lay face down, your head laying comfortably on one of his pillows that was conveniently left. You can feel the bed dip as Jungkook makes his way on the bed himself. He takes the position of straddling you, his butt coming to sit directly on top of yours. In one hand, he already has a paintbrush, and occupying his other hand is his palette of various colors of paint. It’s all you can make out, from the little bit of peripheral you have on either side of you, of his figure due to your current angle.

“You good? You comfy? I’m not too heavy for you?” His onslaught of questions came with a joking tone, but you knew that he was genuinely concerned for your well being, wanting you to be comfortable every step of the way.

Jungkook’s weight on your lower back isn’t uncomfortable, but despite your previous feelings, you can’t help how fast your heart starts beating as he relaxes in his position on top of you.

You take a deep breath in and snuggle into his pillow. It smells like Jungkook — fresh, herbal, soothing.

“Very comfy.” Your voice was already coming out in a sleepy tone by how relaxed you felt, but you were wide awake.

“Perfect. I’m ready to get started, if you are?” This was it. Your last chance to bail out if you wanted too. Once again, you steeled your nerves and pressed on. For Jungkook, and for his art, you nod at him, giving him your final answer.

He grabs the bottom of your shirt and begins peeling the material off your back, pushing it up until it rests directly above your shoulders. You shiver slightly as his hand brushes your skin, the contact feels electric, and you wonder if he felt it as well.

“Your body is so amazing.” His low tone doesn’t come off sultry, but moreso it’s one of awe. You dig your head deeper into the pillow, feeling a wave of excitement go throughout your entire body at his blunt, but honest, words. Easing the tension that filled the air, you replied with a nervous laugh.

“You haven’t even begun painting yet!”

“Look, y/n.” His voice was still low, but also soft, and equally as persistent as he continued his heartfelt statement. “I know art when I see it.”

Rolling your eyes at yourself, you decided to humor the male.

“If you think it’s art now, I can’t wait to see it after you work your magic.”

“It’s like you’re giving me a head start.” With that final comment of him admiring your bare back, he begins his work. slowly at first, but then building with intensity. You try to imagine what the painting looks like, but you find your eyes wandering around the room. It feels like you understand Jungkook a little bit more as you take in the details of the space around you.

The room is tidy, but the longer you look, the more you notice. The art on the walls, the plants by the window, the trinkets tucked away on shelves. They were all whispers of Jungkook’s taste and passions. Eclectic, but tranquil. You’re surprised by the neatness, his creative energy seems like it would always leave a mess, but the bedroom feels curated and well kept. While he works, he effortlessly makes conversation with you, one of the only people who makes it easy to initiate a conversation with. His voice is soft, yet low, and you feel safe.

“You should tell me more about yourself. I want to get to know you better.” This has your brows furrowing in confusion. Know you better? Doesn’t he already know you?

“Uh, like what?” You ask, clueless as to what he means.

He ‘hmms’ thoughtfully, before responding.

“What are you looking for in a relationship these days?”

What?

You decide to answer his question truthfully.

“I’m looking for someone I can confide in.” Though you can’t see, he stares at your back in wonderment, inwardly checking off a list he has in his mind that pertains to himself, knowing that you confide in him all the time. It gives him hope, until you utter out your next words, not yet done with your line of thought. “Like a best friend, you know? If you’re not there for each other, nothing else matters.” His face falls, then once again contorts into one of concentration as he focuses on a few strokes of his paintbrush, watching as it glides over your skin. The action somehow feeling more intimate with the deep conversation that accompanied it.

He nodded in agreement, before realizing you couldn’t see him nod, and instead answered verbally for your benefit.

“Yep. I totally understand.”

“I’m just over people who don’t see me as a friend and equal in the relationship.”

His brows furrowed at your words, not knowing you felt that way about relationships. But he agreed wholeheartedly with you.

“I don’t think it would be possible for me to relate to that harder.”

Now this has you staring at the wall ahead of you, lost in your own little world. Is this how he was really feeling with Isla? Was she not treating him right? Confiding in him? Seeing him as an equal? You hoped you were wrong, but the way he said it with such conviction and mirth, you couldn’t help but think it was true. And that alone made your heart drop into your stomach, cause you wanted nothing more than for Jungkook to find someone who treats him as if the sun shines out of his ritually bleached asshole. Not that you judged him for it, accompanying him various times to get the action done yourself.

“What about you, Jungkook?” He didn’t miss the way your voice softened as you asked him the same question he just asked you. “What are you looking for?”

“Well, I’m kind of looking for something pretty serious.” Your lips pursed at that, knowing he got recently engaged, so of course that would be his answer. Plus, he always told you how important it was for him to build both a family and legacy.

“And honestly? I think I’ve found what I’m looking for in yo–,” his eyes widened as he coughed to cover up his mistake of almost slipping up and saying ‘you’, instead of his fiancée’s name. “–in Isla.” He finished with a bitter taste in his mouth, knowing that was far from the truth, but he was already in too deep to change his mind and actually follow his heart. The one that always wanted you.

Jungkook sets down his paintbrush briefly to say this, emphatically separating his words from the task at hand, making you believe it more. His voice, to you, sounding sincere. It causes a deep pit in your stomach to form, as you try your best to cover up your true emotions to wish your best friend well.

“That’s great, Jungkook. I’m glad you found your happiness in Isla. It must be nice knowing you for sure found your happily ever after.” Laced with fake enthusiasm that went unnoticed, Jungkook grimaced, wanting nothing more than to say what he truly felt over the matter, but bit his tongue instead, knowing he can’t. Did this mean though, that you don’t believe you’ve found your own happily ever after in Yoongi? He had to ask. So, he did. Your reply shocked him to his core.

You blame the wine, you blame the intimacy of it all, you blame how safe Jungkook makes you feel, and you, for the first time in your 6 years of knowing him, bare your soul to your best friend.

Letting out a forced laugh, your eyes start to water, once again blaming something other than your feelings for the tears that wanted to shed and cleanse you of your prolonged guilt and affection. You were thankful that he couldn’t really see your face at his current angle, or you his, for what you say so shamelessly.

“Wanna know something funny?” You start out with a light, playful tone. One that makes Jungkook chuckle awkwardly in response to yours. “From the very first day I knew you were going to be someone special in my life. I just didn’t realize until it was too late, that it would filter out into me being ridiculously, madly, in love with you.” You gave out another light, now watery, laugh. One that this time, Jungkook did notice.

His eyes softened on your figure, suddenly becoming much more aware of how intimate this all was for two supposedly ‘best friends’. And now, he instantly regretted inviting you over to do this in his bedroom of all places. It was wrong of him, and deep inside he knew it was wrong, yet he did it anyways. It just made him feel more like shit with your sudden confession of love, one he’s waited all his life to hear fall from your supple lips. He just wished it was under better circumstances, like you both being single and not in your own, separate, relationships. His being one that was serious. Getting married, serious.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He didn’t know what to say, and cautiously, he continued with his brush strokes. For a moment, you hear only paintbrush on skin and the sound of Jungkook’s breathing. Your lips pursed at his silence, and you regretted saying anything, but powered on in hopes of him finishing his work on your back soon. If he still didn’t want to stop after your raw confession, than you wouldn’t let it effect you either.

“With Yoongi, I do feel needed. I feel cared for. I feel heard. I feel safe. I feel loved. But–,” letting out a quiet sigh you continued, reluctantly. “I’m not sure if I see a future with him, yet. I’m just taking it day by day and hoping for the best. You know?” You shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly. Giving your answer, and deeming it acceptable, Jungkook opted to change topics.

“What about if we went away to relax? Let’s say I whisked you away for a weekend. Where would you want to go?” The sudden change in topic made your body sag into the silk sheets with relief, knowing he was atleast trying to help you ease the tension that hung in the air around you both, thickly.

It was your turn to ‘hmm’ in thought.

“Somewhere you could show me around the art scene.” It was such a simple request, yet held so much weight to Jungkook, his heart soaring at your suggestion.

“You just made my heart explode a little bit.” He chuckled fondly.

“It would be awesome! An insider look at an artsy city? You’d be the best tour guide.” He felt touched by your confidence in him.

“Thanks for trusting my knowledge in art. I think I have pretty good taste.” He boasted a little at the end, making you scoff in amusement.

“You must! I mean, you think I’m art.”

“I think you’re a masterpiece, huge difference.” He stated it so casually, and matter of factly, butterflies began to make a home in your once pit of a stomach.

Now bent over, holding himself over you with one hand, as he focuses on the little details of his artwork on your back, his breath is hot on your ears as he speaks. It sends a chill down your spine. He’s obviously deep in the flow of his work, you can feel the paintbrush moving in passionate strokes, leaving cool paint across your back. Your conversation may now be innocent, but the combination of the paintbrush that’s now on the small of your back, Jungkook’s hushed voice, and your position in bed, has you feeling tingly all over.

His next question breaks you out of your not so innocent thoughts.

“What if we could go anywhere in the world?”

“Somewhere with a lot of history.” You instantly reply, not needing to even think of your answer. “Like, give me something straight up ancient.” You emphasized the last word with excitement.

“How come?” Not the answer he was expecting, but he was genuinely curious.

“Historical sites inspire me so much. I think it’s so cool that some places hold centuries or millennia of history, and countless people’s stories. More than you and I could ever know.” Your genuine passion and excitement shine through in your words, making him grin fondly at you. You were unique, you were different. He loved it.

“That makes a lot of sense. I love the way you think.”

“What about you? Where do you get inspiration from?” You’re inwardly shocked you never quite directly asked him this question over the years, but it’s better late than never, right?

“Well, nature is a big one…,” he trailed off, wondering if he should finish the natural occurring thought that crossed his mind when you asked your question. He came to the conclusion that you would never judge him, so he said it. “You know, there’s nothing like being nude outdoors, the sun on your skin. Being able to blend in with the flowers and forget about everything. Some of the best camouflage paints are done in nature.” His voice gradually got louder, the more passionate he became with his answer, it was nice to hear.

“Oh wow, I’d love to see that.” You spoke honestly and in earnest. The whole scenario he described sounded so freeing. Something you haven’t felt yourself in a long time.

“Maybe we should explore it together sometime.” He casually suggested, not meaning it in a sexual way at all, you’re sure. But you couldn’t help but prod into his suggestion to gain more info.

“You mean like…get naked outside? I love the way you’re always testing the limits. I hope you can teach me a thing or two.” You truthfully always admired that about him, the way he always thought outside of the box, unlike most artists who chose a more ‘safe’ approach with their art. You always wanted to see things through his eyes, wondering what the world looked like to him. And you always incorporated whatever he so graciously taught you in your own line of work with modeling. Conveying emotions, letting new poses come naturally to you through your body expression, choosing what you wore on the rare occasions that they let you pick your own outfit.

“Give me some time, and I promise I can bring that side out in you, y/n. Cause I know it’s in you, it’s in all of us, if only we look hard enough.” He vowed to you so solemnly, you swooned with a lovesick smile he couldn’t see.

As his words hang in the air, Jungkook finishes his painting test. The final strokes of the paintbrush leave you both breathless, and when you look at the final design in the body length mirror he supplies for you, you see a beautiful pattern weaving green stripes across your back and flowers sprouting from your spine.

It looks fucking amazing. You expected nothing less when it came to Jungkook and his skilled hands. You now felt honored at being his canvas for the day.

You and Jungkook admire his work in the mirror, and after a few moments your eyes come to meet in the reflection. You hold his gaze, the tension between you growing with each erratic beat of your heart.

You want to say something, you want to make a move. Damn the consequences of your actions, if it meant finally succumbing to your feelings and desires you held pent up for so long. But, as fate would have it, before you could muster up the courage, an alarm on Jungkook’s phone cuts through the silence. Jungkook groans in frustration and hurries to shut it off.

“I can’t believe I forgot to disable this before you came over.” He grumbled to himself, both upset and grateful for the interruption. Who knows what might’ve transpired between you two otherwise. Something he’ll think about tonight as he lays his head down on his pillow in an attempt to sleep, which reminds him why he set the alarm in the first place. “Oh, this means it’s late. I spent way longer on that than I originally planned. I just got caught up in the process, I guess.” He chuckled sheepishly, scratching at his neck.

“You had me very close to becoming a very unruly model.” You narrowed your eyes at him playfully through the mirror, watching as he grabbed a washcloth that was close by, soaking in a bucket of warm, soapy, water on the floor. Rather than bending over the entire time to clean your back from the paint, he decided it was better for his back to kneel down behind you, his height still making it possible to reach your entire back.

Taking a picture of your back with his phone first, he gently started the new process of wiping his artwork off your back, scoffing at your insinuation, but playing off of it himself.

“In what way?” Jungkook flashes you a brilliant smile in the mirror as he tries to tease you into saying something more.

“I just imagine it would be difficult to paint if your hands were…otherwise occupied.” You tried to keep your usual, confident, flirty, exterior, but your voice failed you and cracked at the end. If Jungkook noticed, he didn’t say anything, and for that, you’re grateful.

“You’d be surprised what I can accomplish with just some paint and my fingertips.” His coy grin is intoxicating. Despite your best attempts to keep you’re cool, his own insinuation had your cheeks flushing. Your mind now racing to conjure a mental image of him finger painting across your skin, and not Isla’s, whom you’re positive has had your mental fantasy happen on her in real life, more than once.

With one final stroke of the washcloth, your back is now bare once again. You dropped your shirt as it flared around your exposed back before efficiently covering it from the mirror and Jungkook’s eyes.

“As amazing as this has been, we have to call it a night, I’m sorry. I have to get up early tomorrow to meet some models for another project.” He sounds authentically disappointed with your night ending, and if you’re honest with yourself, so are you. It started off rough, and heavy, but ultimately was super relaxing and informative. Finding out new things about Jungkook over the six years of knowing him already, felt good.

He got dressed back up in his tank top and jeans and escorted you back down the hall into the main lobby. Double checking to make sure you had everything, you paused in front of the front door and looked at Jungkook. He’s busy typing something into his phone, texting Isla, you could only assume. Taking the chance of him being distracted momentarily, you lean in to give him the usual kiss on the cheek goodbye.

Apparently you underestimated exactly how into his phone he was. As soon as you got a hair width away from his cheek, did his attention abruptly switch to you. Him angling his face at just the right time to effectively, and unintentionally, capture your lips with his own. Both of your eyes widen as you both pull away from each other in a haste. Mouths open, eyes still wide, you just stare at each other like a deer caught in headlights, not really knowing how to bypass was just happened.

It was his eyes that shifted first, staring into your own with an intensity that had your forehead lining with a light glaze of sweat. Your heart started beating erratically at the insane thought that he might have just actually liked kissing you as much as you liked kissing him.

He must’ve saw something he took as a green light as he searched your eyes, cause the next thing you knew, his lips were clashing against yours once more. In your heart, you knew it was so, so wrong. And truly, you wanted to stop it. But it’s like your brain short circuited, and your body had a mind of its own, as you kissed him back with just as much passion as he was giving you. It’s like everything you both have been holding back all night — no, for years, erupted into this long, heated, spine tingling, toe curling, passionate kiss.

With his hand secured behind your head, he let his phone drop to the floor without a care to pull you closer to him with his other hand now on the small of your back. The kiss held just as much intensity as his gaze did, as he leans his whole body into it, into you. Your hands find purpose on the nape of his neck, your own way of bringing him impossibly closer to you, your own belongings left in a disregarded heap on the floor at your feet. You don’t even notice when your phone incessantly buzzes at you that you’re getting a call from your boyfriend, just like Jungkook fails to see that his fiancée has just texted him back.

Your hands move to caress his back, as if to hold onto this moment for dear life. The one you’ve been waiting for all your life, since the moment you met Jungkook.

When he taps your ass with his hands, giving you a silent signal to jump without breaking the kiss, you do. He grabs underneath your ass effortlessly, his strong arms catching the weight of your body with ease. Your legs straddle his waist, as your arms find new home around his shoulders, your heels digging into his ass to bring him closer.

He grunts into your mouth as he expertly finds his way back to his bedroom, still holding you, somehow finding ways to maneuver you both safely, his eyes staying open during the heated make out session. Yours stayed shut, relishing in the moment.

Even when your back hits the cool, silk sheets, and he hovers over your eventual naked form with a look of pure, unadulterated love and lust, do you still not believe it’s happening. Not even when you feel the delicious snap of his hips against yours and you’re moaning breathlessly into each other’s mouths. Not when he pulls the first orgasm of the night out of you, and watches you come undone with something akin to pride on his face for being the one to garner that sinful and beautiful reaction out of you. Not when you switch positions with him and ride him to one of the most intense orgasms of his life, your name spilling from his lips in a mantra as you witness and feel your own sense of pride of being the cause of his undoing. Not when he flips you both over to give you both one last mind blowing orgasm, as you come undone in sync. Not even when you’re both panting, covered in sweat, and your snuggly pressed into his side with your arm and leg draped over him in a possessive manner. Not when he’s rubbing soothing circles into your arm and whispering promises of his love and the future he knows you’ll both have as you fall asleep to his voice like a lullaby.

And definitely not when you wake up the next morning, cold and alone, the remnants of your lovemaking still embedded in the silk sheets around you. A lone note left on the pillow next to your head, a hasty scribble that you discern is Jungkook’s guilty conscience coming to haunt him.

The words ‘I’m sorry’ mocking you, as your tears cascade down your face, the only sound being the rhythmic pattern of your tear drops as they hit the note that makes you cry out in anger and rip it to shreds, scattering the pieces on the bed around you like confetti. And you know, you just know, that once again, he chose her over you.

The only thing you do believe is that things with Jungkook will never be the same again.

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theblueskyphoenix · 1 year

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Hi and welcome to a huge backlog of sketches and concept art I’ve have on the computer for awhile that I decided to finally post in one big sketch dump.

So I have fun little thing known as Court of the King where each of the protagonists get to interact with each other through magic reasons. In this said thing, most of the protagonists have grown up and some even have families. With all this in mind, let’s get on with explaining Fusion King Judai.

Judai at this point in his life has been able to move on from what happened during the events of GX. Took a bit of soul searching and therapy but he’s a lot happier now and is content with himself. So much so, he’s now actually teaching others how to duel at his own little set up known as the Duel Lodge. A place for others like him that are Duel Spirit sensitive or are kind of out casts. All are welcome at his humble abode.

Another thing he has worked out is his relationship with Yubel. The two are pretty chill with each other and are a pretty good team now. Yubel can even shift forms now at will. Comes in handy with not scaring people off, and blending in better. Bottom line, Yubel is more chill now and only really starts to get unhinged if you try to harm Judai or his family.

Speaking of, another thing Judai has got going for him is his family. After his long journey of soul searching, Judai returned to reunite with his friends to mend some fences... and with Asuka in particular, rekindle a relationship. Which eventually bloomed into a proper romance to eventually marrying her. Leading to them have their two sons, Kichiro Yuki and Raiden Yuki.

As far as Judai is concerned, his life going pretty good for him. He went through a lot but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

And that’s basically all there is to it for Fusion King. Now as for what we see here.

Concept art for his final draft and initial draft as Fusion King. First try I wasn’t too pleased with. Felt it wasn’t really flowing all the well design wise. So tried again and well, much happier with him having a longer coat. A nice blend of Supreme King and his old school jacket. Really wanted to show how he basically came to terms with everything.

Supreme King slight redesign. Nothing major just minor tweaks. Mainly changing the helmet design and re-arranging some of the spikes. Judai can actually take this form if he wishes but it’s rare that he does.

Asuka concept art. Blend of her look from ARC-V and her GX design. She’s a teacher at the academy so gotta look the part.

We got the Yuki boys, Kichiro and Raiden. Both are adorable and precious. Kichiro has his dad’s old jacket and wears it proudly. Raiden isn’t really looking to duel, he’s more into soccer so hence the soccer get up. He’s still a good boy.

Spooky, who is Kichiro’s Duel Spirit companion. He’s a spooky moth kuribo and he wants candy!

Yubel’s different forms. As stated above Yubel has chilled out so it has allowed some new abilities to come through. Especially for not scaring the boys. (Which Yubel is uber protect of.)

Judai, Yubel and Pharaoh while they were still traveling. (Back before I redesigned Judai so we have the old design of Fusion King.)

Johan, Cho and Hayato as adults. Johan also did some traveling like Judai but has since settled down and is a pro-duelist. (He has a family of his own to tend too.) Cho and Hayato both work for Industrial Illusion. Cho making model kits of monsters and Hayato being a lead artist of duel monster cards.

Line of the Yuki family all together, ages and heights included.

And to close out, a sweet little doodle of Judai holding a baby Kichiro.

And that’s it. =D Hope you all enjoy.

Now I need to work on my other info dumps for this Court of the Kings thing.

Stay tuned.

#Court of the Kings #Fusion King #Judai Yuki #Asuka Tenjoin #Fiance Shipping #Kichiro Yuki #Raiden Yuki #Yubel #Supreme King #Johan Andersen #Cho Marufuji #Hayato Maeda #Yu-Gi-Oh GX #Yu-Gi-Oh!#YGO GX

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shirogane-oushirou · 2 months

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poppy red, chocolate cosmos, and maroon for ren? :3c

nick my friend nick~!! hope you're having a friend lead-up to valentines day with kylar and rika and the squid kids~~~! you're going to have a busy day KJNASKJDN. 🙏🏻💕 ty for the ask!!!

Poppy Red: How familiar is your f/o about Valentine's Day or their source's equivalent of it? What's their opinion of it?

ren has had a number of partners in the past, and so has had multiple experiences with valentines day, ranging from "that was... fine...!" to "DISASTER" :'( he tried to make up for a socially isolated childhood by finding Someone. Anyone. to be in a relationship with, and he'd often flip from completely overdoing things to trying to play it too casual. his partners would inevitably leave feeling some level of disappointed... so the day's somewhat tainted by bad memories. that plus his general negative feelings towards holidays (family shit yippee) makes valentines supremely stressful for him, even though the /CONCEPT/ of the day seems nice! it takes someone with similar social expectations and views of most holidays (hieeeeee. smile.) to finally find a good middle ground approach to the day that works for both of us!.... it still stresses him out though. poor thing. 😫

Chocolate Cosmos: If your f/o was talking about you to someone like a close friend, how exactly would they talk about you? How would they describe you? Characterize you? And how often do they talk about you to other people?

before dating, doc! and v!ren spend a lot of time trying to avoid the fact that he likes me (doesn't want a repeat of past bad relationships, doesn't want to ruin something good, etc), so i feel like he's the "oh they're such a fun FRIEND, i love being their FRIEND, my FRIEND ro showed me this thing--" type, like he's trying to convince himself that that's how he sees me. most others see right through him though KJASNDKJN. r!ren doesn't have as many hangups about his relationships so he's more straightforward. if he was talking to his coworkers, he'd keep things to a Normal level. he'd mention me if he needed to refer to me for something ("oh, ro said that movie was good, do you recommend it too?" "ro and i went to a botanical garden this weekend, how about you?"), though if he was watching me stream art during a lunch break and someone asked about it, he'd fawn over me ("YEAH it's cool right? that's my FRIEND ro, they drew all of these things, look look look you can see them drawing now, they're--") kJNASDKJN. around his sister, though? no holds barred. she's the one who puts it in his head that he's ALLOWED to try romance again, and that i seem sensible and that we'd be fairly attuned to each other, so ofc she's the one he always goes to if he needs to gush. i think he'd focus on my perseverance and passion, but also my art skills, the efforts i've made to improve myself, the "gap moe" between my resting blank face vs my care for others + excitement over my interests, and uhhhhh how cute he thinks i am KJNSKJN. and i think he'd want to stress how much calmer he feels in our relationship. his past relationships all ended up being pretty shallow and unhealthy because he wasn't in the right mindset for it. now that he has a relationship that, even on days when we don't agree w each other, is infinitely healthier and easier... he wants anyone listening to know that i'm irreplaceable to him.

Maroon: What are both of your love languages? How much do they clash and/or mesh with each other?

his are quality time + physical touch, mine is acts of service. i feel like we've worked things out pretty well, actually! when he's done with work, we'll spend the evening just sitting together, snuggling and enjoying each others' company and catching up on each others' days. i like to cook nice meals for him when i can; no matter which ren it is, he could use a little extra nutrition sjkdfn. if i'm in his place, i also like to tidy up while he's out, and with my health situation, i deeply appreciate when he goes out of his way to bring things to me or help clean things around my place when i can't get up ;;; 😭 and we'll sometimes do things that combine all of our languages together!! once in a while, we'll take a night to shower together, one of us sitting in a shower chair while the other thoroughly washes their hair and body, massaging their scalp and helping them relax, and then we switch places. then we get into soft pjs, dry each others' hair, maybe continue with some skincare... yknow. just. spending time really focusing on each other, connecting physically in a non-sexual way, and doing something kind to help let out tension. 🥺💕

(ask game here)

#THANK YOU NICK these were really fun to get out of my head!!!! the general ideas have been stuck in there for MONTHS lmao.#📌 [ my posts. ]#[ asks. ]#✨ [ oc lore. ]#🍄 [ lying on the blade of an emotion. ]#🦦 [ can't escape it. ]#🧃 [ who is in control. ]#🐐 [ been up all night. ]#🌱 [ elastic. ]#[ oomfies ; nick. ]#🐸 [ look ahead. ]#🦔 [ used to be easy. ]

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tunabesimpin · 9 months

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Let's go to the beach beach! ... Ninki Minjaj

HI TUNAAAA!! Congrats on 800!! Keep up the good and honest hard work my g >:))

WHO: As for the event, Nemo will be coming in to make waves! She's gonna drag in poor Sebek with her as her plus one.

HOW: How did the jester convince Sebek? Let's just say that he didn't want to accompany her at first, but he realized the mayhem she might cause if it was Silver who supervised her instead. Better that it was him yelling at the top of his lungs over a sleepyhead letting her run loose.

Below are the silly fits I came up with for them ✨ the messy concept is all I got for now sobs

Feel free to adjust Sebek's if you wanna >:))

Here's the link for the more polished ver.

FAVE COLOR: Nemo obviously likes green, the most creative color of the rainbow! (not really).

WHAT: As for what she likes doing during summer, she loves to relax and just unwind in the sun! Thus, it's no-brainer what she's going to do at the party: sunbathing, but with a twist!

TWIST?: She's going to bury herself in the sand with only her head sticking out. The jester claims that this odd practice has therapeutic effects.

One would hope this isn't one of her silly tricks, but that's just wishful thinking...

Anyway, thank you for hosting this Tuna!! Do lmk if you need anything clarified or if I missed anything svdkdj Best of luck to you w/ this event!! 🙏

--- Nemo's schemes had already effected many of the beach goers, but to be fair those involved did have warning. The most popular of their attractions being their sand cakes, a gamble on whether you receive and actual cake or some beach sand. Even Tuna took chance on the idea, though their reasoning might have been a bit different.

Having picked a bucket for themself, Tuna began eating a lightbulb switching on as they remembered Nemo mentioning being buried in the sand. "Say, want to start a head garden with me?" It took a second for Nemo to understand, but a wicked smirk grew "I would ever be honored~" Tuna continued to crunch on their 'cake' as the two began to clean up and find a suitable spot. They used sticks to draw a border in the sand and make faux paths and used palm leaves to provide some shade. Once the base was done it was time to dig. Long flat beds were dug out and ready to be lied in, it quite a while, but they managed to get 3 done. Now it was time find their first customer and unfortunately for Sebek, he seemed to be the first to pass by.

Nemo and Tuna were quick to team up on him, Tuna holding him from behind and Nemo began leading the way. Nemo became the perfect spokesman "Please right this way dear customer! Our garden is perfect for relaxation and clearing the mind~ Surely you can only be at your best if your mind is at its best as well!" Sebek squirmed, digging his heels into the sand to no avail and he yelled "I WILL NOT! UNHAND ME!" It was no use, with both Nemo and Tuna combined, they managed to pin him tot he bed and began to bury him thoroughly. At some point Sebek gave up, deciding it wouldn't hurt to try and feel the 'therapeutic' process. However, once he saw Tuna and Nemo drawing silly notes he knew he was pranked, "WHO ARE YOU CALLING A FRUIT?!" ---

LOLOLOL Poor Sebek~ I seem to keep writing him getting the butt end of the stick XD AND AAAA first nemo interaction yey!!! (if its not im so sorry i have a horrible memory-) >V< It was so fun to doodle this out! The art you made was so cute too!!! AAAA I love the hat and sand buckets!!!! Thank you so much for participating !!! I hope you can enjoy this!!!

#tuna be talkin #nem0-nee #tunasseasidesq #twst fanevent #event request #twst #twisted wonderland #twst oc #twst tuna #twst sebek #nemo #i did infact listen to nimki mimaj while working on the writing LMAO

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robsheridan · 1 year

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Skin Deep, part 1. Explorations of form and elegance in body horror beauty.

This work I started in 2022 was one of many steps in a journey of fashion/gore/sex/horror collisions that directly informed more recent work like my NYFW runway series.

I spent many hundreds of hours last year experimenting with MidJourney on my phone while rocking the baby, following trails of ideas and building upon them, feeding inspiration in and taking inspiration back, finding horrific beauty in all the “wrong” paths, letting the collaborative element of the process inform and evolve my own concepts. The result was hundreds of unfinished series’ of raw material that I was excited about but never had time to go back and edit on my computer to put them into collections that represented my vision and intent (if you think this stuff is fast/easy, you have no idea how much I over-think EVERYTHING). With the tech moving so fast, I sometimes forget to go back and finish stuff from last year, but when I do I’m reminded how much I love the surrealism and grit of older versions of MidJourney, especially V2. AI art has only ever interested me for its weirdness and warped lens, and something is really lost every time it pushes towards “perfection,” especially with regards to “clean” appearance and coherence of form.

Reminder that for now you can still experiment with previous versions of MJ by adding —v 1 or —v 2 or —v 3 to the end of your prompt. There’s a lot still to discover in the gritty, grungy, “ugly” weirdness of those liminal aesthetics.

If you need a chill place to experiment, my Discord server has a MidJourney bot room, open to all.

If you enjoy my work, consider supporting me on Patreon for frequent exclusive hi-res wallpaper packs, behind-the-scenes features, downloads, events, contests, and an awesome fan community. Direct fan support is what keeps me going as an independent creator, and it means the world to me.

#rob sheridan #synthography #body horror #horror art #body horror fashion #ai horror #nightmAIres #synthography horror #midjourney #ai art

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fainthedcherry · 8 days

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7.3.24 there was a deadline for a DTIYS my IRL friend, kobra_the_artist , hosted back around February!! I had like...3 days to finish the sketch I started back in February. It's...A pain being late to EVERYTHING with a deadline, but at least deadlines help me push finish a drawing, I otherwise would let rot in my WIP folder for almost a year (hell, some sketches are like 3 years old that are rotting in there now, that I'm self-aware about, yet still keep forgetting. ._." )

I don'ttt have too much to say on this one? Since it was a DTIYS, I recommend checking out the insta post simply, I'm not about to take my friend's artwork and cross-post it to somewhere else, I feel, that'd be scummy to do. :T SO LINK TO THE OG CONTEST POST! HUZZAH! plusssss, I think I yapped enough on my own insta post. :v

I just rlly wanted to draw Kobra, as I love her sona's design. I adore demon-anything, can u blame me LMAO. I need excuses to draw ppl's OCs willingly and gladly more. It's so hard to motivate myself to draw something at all for people anymore AUUUUGH

Somehow I won 1st place??? Don't ask em HOW, as I found other people's entries much better than mine ngl, butttt I'll never understand, that my art is actually enjoyed by some people anyway, ngl. Even years later, I still sometimes feel, like I don't deserve to call myself an artist LMFAO

I also added a little funne below, we both wanted to draw for fun, once we were in a call just rambling and stuff. On the right, has been drawn by Kobra!! (You can open the green, first link above, to her insta itself! She doesn't have Tumblr. No one in my friend group does, but I love Tumblr tbh. :"))

You should try ceramic pans. They are the best flavour. /lh

ANOTHER POST THERE IS! WHERE ART IS! I might post character concept-refs next. I'm running out of "good-looking things" to post, that won't make me look like a total amateur from the 2010s DA era. I've only uploaded these in my scraps on DA back then, so maybe you'll get weekly posts, as I draw concept refs basically weekly, to keep my chara-base up to date for comms and art exchange!

I wanna do a DTIYS myself some day!! But maybe in 4 years, where I dream of having paid off all my art-debt finally I've been working so hard to pay off on lately...

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bluegekk0 · 9 months

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i think that this song somehow fits feral pk for some reason in my head and i wanted to share it

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SECVGN4Bsgg

Men At Work - Who Can It Be Now?

i imagine that what if feral pale king was still paranoid and anxious that the point that he always isolates himself because he always thinks of his past failures as a king.

Despite that the radiance is defeated and long gone. Feral Pale King has intense fear and trauma so strong that is slowly damaging his mental health. feral pk still thinks that the radiance is watching him and is secretly plot revenge for feral pale king to make him suffer. In feral pk's mind, the radiance is patiently waiting for feral pk to let his guard down. which is the reason why feral pk became feral

and that thought gives pale king so much nightmares even though that the radiance is no longer here in hallownest

imagine an au of this au that feral pk is 10x depressed than before with a sprinkle of more angst. an au where feral pk is still paranoid of the radiance despite the radiance is dead which makes it pointless to be fearful of

an au where hornet tries to help feral pk overcome their depression and trauma

sorry for this long ask, Men At Work - Who Can It Be Now? reminds me of a depressed feral pk hiding in a cave with unwanted thoughts

oh damn this song takes me back ahahahaha thank you for reminding me of it

funnily enough, the way i see him in my head (which i don't really portray in my art much, i'll admit) he is very paranoid. not about the radiance, he's assured that she's gone. in the au, grimm is her half brother, and if there's anyone who could confirm that the radiance is no more, it would be him

instead, he is paranoid about pretty much everything else. in particular about failing everyone yet again, and hurting those close to him. the deaths of all the vessels that he was responsible for have devastated him, and it's the main thing that keeps his mental health in shambles. there are good parts to his new life, and he loves it and wants to experience the happy moments, but every so often he is hit by the reminder of what he did and how much of a failure he is. that, and all of his trauma that he can't process properly. those are the things that fuel his nightmares and constantly stress him out, no matter how happy he might be with his family around

so you're not that far off with your au idea. there is a lot of angst to fpk, and he is very much a depressed, broken man. i suppose the biggest difference is the radiance, even if she's gone in both the actual au, and your idea for the side au. also to the last part, hornet's involvement in his healing in the fpk au is a bit complicated, since she has a lot of her own issues to process and deal with. but they stick together, and that helps both of them in the long run. so i suppose in a way she does end up helping him, with the addition that she also manages to overcome her own issues thanks to him

but yeah, this was a very interesting ask! i really like this idea, it's not something i have considered, but it makes sense and i think it would be interesting to write about. if things went a bit differently with my vision, i could totally see myself going there, i might have actually considered something like that at one point if i remember correctly, though evidently it didn't go past the idea phase. so it's cool to see that someone else reached a similar concept hahaha

"reminds me of a depressed feral pk hiding in a cave with unwanted thoughts" <- i could totally see that even for the "main" fpk au btw. he does that a lot, even if he now swapped a cave for his dirtmouth house bedroom and a burrow made from blankets hah

thanks for the ask again! i don't mind getting longer asks btw, i actually really enjoy reading through them, so i appreciate this! sorry if my response is a bit incoherent, i haven't re-read it before posting. i'm very exhausted after the barbenheimer bomb (figuratively and literally) earlier today and i wanted to respond before going to bed

#ask stuff #feral pk au

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vryivs · 3 months

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Shipper tag game

tagged by @tiesanjiaoshenanigans <33

What ship were you completely obsessed with when you were a teenager, but now you don't care about anymore?

oh god i dont even know. probably any silm ship i liked since i just outgrew that part of my life organically and also dennor probably?

Which ship would you consider your first one?

percabeth easily

Your first fanfic was about which couple?

it was dennor hetalia

Do you remember the first couple you saw fanart of?

most likely percabeth since i got tumblr literally just to follow viria for the art

Have you ever gotten into ship discourse?

yes i was 13 and i didnt like fruk. i made an apology drawing that said 'im sorry fruk shippers' on a sign being held up by a sad girl. i was 13. since then? not really. i dont tend to have the time or energy to actively argue with people i disagree with. to me theres no point + it doesnt matter

Did you use to have any NOTP or have one currently?

im opinionated so absolutely!! didnt like hk/iceland (hetalia) or fruk (hetalia again lol). didnt like yuri/otabek (yoi), most byleth/student ships (femblem), jeanluc (when i was into genshin). currently dont like renheng (it's just not my thing), jing yuan/fu xuan (also not my thing) or dan heng/anyone tbh (although i make exceptions for tb). i dont have any massive reasons for disliking them theyre just either not my thing or dont align with my hcs (shrug)

any jing yuan/hcq feels vaguely icky to me because they knew him as a teenager while they were adults (aside from yingxing since his age is more ambiguous and it seems like he mightve grown up at the same time jy did?)

Who were the couple in the last fanfic you read?

brb checking my ao3 history

oh my god is was a fucking dddne dabi/hawks fic i found when i was looking through trans tags. i havent read or watched mha it just sounded interesting. i liked it and its here if you want to read it (mind the tags)

Currently, do you have any OTPs?

weirdly no massive ones for hsr which is my main fandom. i have ships i like tho!! kafblade, stellemarch and bronseele. also i think clara/yanqing is adorable in concept. arranging playdates between my daughter and jing yuans son. i also think voidwelt would be really interesting

Is there any couple that, to this day, you are extremely mad about not getting together?

not rlly!! i tend not to care too much about canon when it comes to shipping, so i hardly even pay it attention

Is there any ship you used to dislike but now you think they are kind of interesting?

not rlly!! if there is i cant remember them

Do you have any ship that, in the past, would've been considered normal but now you would be cancelled over?

any rpf ship tbh. i honestly think rpf is fine as long as you dont project its contents onto the very real people it's based off of.

What is your favorite crack ship?

velite/argenti

What is the couple you read the most fanfics about?

i dont read fanfic v often (combination of bad attention span, really specific tastes, etc) but when i do its usually sansang, seongjoong, or whatever ship fic @tiesanjiaoshenanigans or @kireinalix ask me to beta are hehe

What do most of your ships usually have in common?

this is a good question and i dont really know the answer. my taste tends to favour characters who make a good parental unit (seongjoong, jingliu/baiheng), but i also enjoy the dynamics of amoral pairs (kafblade), as well as goofy lesbians having a good time (stellemarch)

What you absolutely hate in a ship?

if its boring tbh. if something feels boring or overdone im p much guaranteed not to like it. like jeanluc? theyre just boring to me. i also really dont enjoy the 'i knew you when you were a kid and then you grew up hot and now we're dating' thing

tagging @himbodevotee @morifiinwe @shineoftherainbow @kireinalix @aowyn and anyone else who follows me :3

#iv.txt #tagged

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otterronpas · 10 months

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Obligatory Intro Post! Because why not

Hi! I‘m Otter!

Pronouns: she/they

I‘m 20 years old!

I‘m in college majoring in theater arts

I draw sometimes, will probably post art here more

I have the Worst Kirby Brainrot Ever

Magolor is the character ever I love him so much

Despite what my username may suggest, I‘m actually not as into Danganronpa as I used to be. I do enjoy the series! Just not as much as I used to. (I kind of like the concept more than the series now jshd)

My other interests include Splatoon, Project Sekai, Identity V, and anything Vocaloid really

Very normal about Juno Songs

I adore Pinocchio-P’s music and will probably not shut up about him (my favorite of his songs is Magical Girl and Chocolate!)

May come back to add to this later

Art Tag: #otter’s art

Ramble Tag: #otter rambles

Magoverse Tags: #egg mago #mistilor

My ask box is always open, if you ever wanna ask me about any of my interests or stories! 🩷

#otter rambles #intro post #pinned post #idk what else to tag this as lol #Spotify

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shiningdesignersreflections · 2 years

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Anniversary Live-Stream Items

I hope you all enjoyed the live stream as much as I did! ^_^

For those who missed it, I’ll give the full list of items talked about and the events that are coming. If you don’t want spoilers, here’s the link to the YouTube video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NSQlwed7ASA

Now, let’s start with the timestamps!

00:00:00 - wait room (a cute animated trailer of Nikki’s year, it repeats)

00:50:25 - countdown

1:00:28 -intro with Miraland Stylists

1:02:10 - welcome (with Dom and Yami)

1:04:12 - Lucky Draw #1 and Redeem Code #1

1:06:57 - Star Sea Theater (fun facts about the game and the players)

1:18:16 - chat with Nikki backstage

1:19:10 - Lucky Draw #2 and Redeem Code #2

1:21:23 - concert/music video for Nikki’s new song “Promise to You”

1:25:24 - calls from Miraland characters

1:30:45 - Lucky Draw #3 and Redeem Code #3

1:33:00 - new events

1:44:06 - goodbye and fireworks

Redeem Codes

NIKKI1Y - stamina x 100, gold x 500,000, SR key x 40, R key x 100

THANKU41Y - stamina x 100, gold x 800,000, Concept Shard SSR x 60, Concept Shard UR x 10

PROMISETOU - stamina x 100, gold x 1,000,000, Fantasy Ticket x 30

The official music video for “Promise to You” comes out tomorrow, 2 July.

And finally...

Events

Fallen Kingdom Sorrows Hell Event is the crystal kingdom event, and a long-awaited event by many! It has a very strong Cool Attribute UR, second only to the newest Lunar New Year tiger suit. The story is a little sad, but it has a touching ending.

Some things to know:

-they changed Krysta’s name to Christine for the global version

-one UR + one SSR pavilion

-UR Suit: Diamond Teardrop / Truth of Sea

-SSR Suit: Midnight Tears / Dream and Dawn

-top-up SR Suit: Neon Bubbles

Special for the anniversary, we will get a Timed Welfare suit: Nikki’s SSR Anniversary 1 suit! She wears the Sweet Attribute dress during the concert in the video, and it will be Indexed in Federal Style.

Volume 2, Chapter 3 will arrive, and we will get an SR suit from Marina. We will still be in the Ninir city of Cicia. The idol contest is still going on, so craft the suit Cool Girl and go with Marina to watch the show!

The third Lifetime Suit comes! Another Cool Attribute UR suit, we will craft and learn the story of Ode of Frosty Sword by Yunikina! She is from the North, so we have one more suit for the militaristic country. Here’s a link to a video breaking down the items, the score, and the pre-farming.

Memory Collection Season 3 will also begin, and we will get the SSR suit Perching Raven. For fans of gothic style, masculine styles, or pretty styles with a cape, this is one to strive for.

Styling Competition Season 5 gives us the SSR suit Sir Charles. It looks simple, but it’s designed by Qin Yi. What will his story be?

And on social media, they will have a new mini-game! You can write letters to Nikki, get a response back from her, and even win some goodies. Check out all Shining Nikki social media for the Post Office Of Time. They’re also doing a new round of fan art contest, and they will start a new contest where you touch-up certain photos of Nikki.

On the day of, you will receive the last goodie bag in your mail box: stamina x 100, Hell Event dream flower x 20, and pink gems x 2,800.

Be sure to collect all your goodies before 16 July at 23:59 (UTC-7)! Good luck, best wishes, and Happy Anniversary!

#shining nikki #announcement #anniversary hell event #anniversary #one year anniversary #fallen kingdom sorrows #ur designer #ssr designer #redeem codes #rewards #goodies

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