#the shade of blue tho .. kinda prettie

[bweirdart]

#mARTch 2024

text version (with more info!) under the readmore! please check it out if you're confused about anything <3

F.A.Q

do i have to draw every day? no!!!! there are skippable days built into the event, please use them whenever you need them! i really don't want anyone getting a wrist injury!

can you share my art? yep! i try to share entries to @bweirdevents daily during the event!! the tags can get busy tho so i might miss some posts OTL sorry

what are the tags? #mARTch is the main tag, but this year you might find posts in #mARTch2024 too!

wait, i'm confused about a prompt... full breakdown of all the prompts below ↓ with helpful hints if you're stuck!

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INTRO WEEK

this week is all about your artistic identity ... technically, you don't have to draw anything new this week if you have some art that already fits. the starter days are:

1 ⭐ self portrait who are you? it doesn't have to be you IRL .. if you feel more comfortable drawing a fursona or mascot, that's fine too! if you don't wanna draw, you can also just share old self portraits today and talk about why you drew yourself that way!

2 🤍 inspirations see how this day doesn't have a star? that means it's optional and you don't have to do it at all! but if you really wanna- tell us all about what inspires you to create art! this could be anything from the people that inspire you, the shows you like, the pins on your big messy pinterest board, or concepts that you're drawn to! you can draw something about it, talk about it, or just post your inspirations! anything is fine

3 ⭐ fav thing to draw what do you like drawing most? backgrounds? animals? one specific animal? bust of your oc facing left? cars? the same anime boy over and over and over? no judgement!! show us :)

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STUDY WEEK

this is the week we actually start drawing from reference! polished art is not required at all, quick sketch studies are fine! please don't burn yourself out

4 🤍 plant

5 🤍 body

6 ⭐ animal

7 🤍 object

8 🤍 food

9 🤍 face

10 ⭐ hand

these ones are pretty self explanatory! you can do them as realistic studies, or adapt them into your own art style, it's all fine! you can reference from your own photos or from resources on the web.. have fun!

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COLOUR WEEK

this is the week for playing with palettes and working on your colour theory skills! if you're really struggling with these ones, don't worry about drawing scenes or characters, you can just have fun splashing colours around on an abstract canvas!

11 🤍 RGB a set or primary colours typically used in digital/screen art - red, green and blue!

12 🤍 CMYK a set of primary colours typically used in traditional/print art - cyan, magenta, yellow ... and key (black!)

for both of these days ↑ you can add in black and white. and feel free to combine the two days into one, if you're struggling with a three-colour palette! use all six!

13 ⭐ WARM COLOURS the warm side of the colour wheel, reds oranges and yellows!

14 🤍 MONOCHROME monochrome doesn't mean black and white ... it means one colour! that can be any colour at all- shades of red, shades of purple, shades of green .. or yeah, grey if you really want!

15 🤍 COMPLIMENTARY complimentary colours are the ones opposite each other on the colour wheel! they're kinda married

16 🤍 YOUR FAV COLOURS pick any palette that works for you! where's your comfort zone? what looks nice to you? what colour combos do you always go back to?

17 ⭐ COOL COLOURS the cool side of the colour wheel, purples, blues and greens!

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CREATIVITY WEEK

this week is all about vibes! try to create something that matches the mood of the prompt .. they're vague on purpose! don't overthink it, just draw from the heart!

18 🤍 SMALL you could draw something that's really small, like an ant .. or draw on a canvas that's really small .. or use a really small brush .. get creative with it!

19 🤍 DANGER try to capture the adrenaline .. the rush .. the fear that you associate with the word danger!

20 ⭐ SOFT soft colours, soft textures, soft vibes ... whatever makes you comfy!

21 🤍 MIDNIGHT darkness and secrecy .. spooky witchy vibes .. the tranquility of a forest at night .. the fun of a late-night party .. there's lots of ways you can take this!

22 🤍 POWER what does this word make you think about? superpowers? control and oppression? literal electrical power? something else?

23 🤍 CHILL chill as in calm? or chill as in cold? who knows .. it's up to YOU!

24 ⭐ LOUD try to draw something that feels LOUD! BRASH! IN YOUR FACE! how can you convey sound through art?

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FUN + GAMES WEEK

this week is just for enjoying yourself! take it easy and have fun! also .. another reminder! there are skippable prompts! if you're tired and struggling to get to the finish line, please don't hesitate to skip a day!!! or multiple days!! as many as you need!!!

25 🤍 TRY A NEW ART STYLE copy the art style of a show you like, ask a friend if you can try their style, draw the eyes a new way, develop a totally new style on the spot... whatever you want!

26 🤍 DRAW WITH YOUR NON-DOMINANT HAND righties, draw with your left! lefties, draw with your right! ambidextrous nation ... our time to show off!

27 ⭐ DRAW WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED don't peek! try to draw something without looking! if you really want, you can colour it with your eyes open after you draw the lines/sketch with your eyes closed... but please try not to cheat with the actual drawing part!

28 🤍 RE-DRAW SOMETHING OLD find some old artwork you like, or something you feel like you can do better on now, and give it another go!

29 🤍 RE-DRAW A MEME find a silly picture on the internet to redraw .. do you have any in-jokes with your besties?

30 🤍 DRAW A GIFT FOR A FRIEND create something for someone you love <3

31 ⭐ FREE CHOICE final day! you can draw anything you want today! show off your skills! draw something you've been meaning to draw! whatever!

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please refrain from reblogging this post after march ends - next year's prompts will be different, thank you! if you have any additional questions, don't hesitate to shoot me an ask!

#🎨 #mARTch #mARTch2024 #events #art meme #art prompt #art prompts #art challenge #drawing prompt #drawing prompts #drawing challenge #march

[somewhereincairparavel]

General Jason Grace headcanons ⚡

⚡ I feel like he's kinda sensitive. He isn't the crier type of sensitive tho but since he's super emotionally attuned to body language reading and stuff, he gets a little hurt easily, sometimes misinterpreting someone's behaviour to him, so maybe if one of his friend's start getting snappy with him because they're having a bad day, he'd actually be pretty damn upset about it, but would hide it.

⚡ Also also, this man HATES being yelled at. Sure, he's been trained harshly and stuff but he's very hard on himself too so I feel like if someone yells at him (like in an argument or something) the poor boy's whole day would be ruined.

⚡ This is also why I feel like he NEVER raises his voice harshly at anyone even if he's super super angry because he knows how much damage yelling can do.

⚡ But. He can still manage to be terrifying if he's mad. He'd have that intense icy stare directed at the person (I'm pretty sure this is canon and is pointed out by multiple characters in the books). And his voice would be steady but VERY firm and strong. Kinda like a strict dad.

⚡ Also, his eyes would get a slight shade lighter if he's super angry. Like he usually has bright electric blue eyes right? It would just turn into ice colured ones.

⚡ Okay I feel like before they all go to bed, he'd go check on everyone in the Argo ii to see if they're comfortable or if they need anything, etc. definitely an overbearing mother friend tbh. He gets this habit from camp Jupiter where he was kinda in charge for cabin rounds since he was centurion.

⚡ I hc him to have like lemony yellow hair, instead of platinum or golden blonde. It's not too light but it isn't dark either.

⚡ Why do I feel like sun tan literally never affects this guy? Like for instance, I totally hc that percy gets tanned pretty quickly, but this man's skin just wouldn't budge. Instead of his body getting tanned I feel like his hair would get a few yellow shades darker instead lol

⚡ I felt like he'd be sunburnt instead tho. There would be blotchy pink patches on his face and arms after he comes back from the beach.

⚡ He definitely LOVES his roman baths, could spend hours in that bath (honestly if u guys have seen traditional Roman baths, you'd know that they look like a spa day DREAM omg) so he would feel super disoriented when he has regular baths in chb instead and would miss Roman baths SO badly.

⚡ Like the Roman baths literally ease his muscle tension after a long day. It would be like the only part of the day in camp Jupiter that would actually feel relaxing for him.

⚡ He's such a foodie okay. Remember how he kept munching on his brownies religiously when the crew were in such a dangerous situation? ("Pass me the brownies bro") or when he loved the sweet stuff the snake people had made for them? Like food just makes him forget his duties and be a kid for once.

⚡ Which leads us to our next hc, he has such a sweet tooth! (Tho I feel like this was aluded many times in the books aswell). Like he's every dentist's nightmare tbh. He has like teeth stains which he'd deliberately try to get rid of by aggressively brushing his teeth (it does come off lol)

⚡ As opposed to what people usually assume about him. Jason is secretly such a hopeless romantic tbh. Nothing like his dad in that category. Remember how he snuck Piper out the window, led her into his secret rooftop passage simply to recreate their first kiss under the stars, since Piper was super upset about it being fake? Yeah, he hates upsetting his s/o. he's like super thoughtful and plans stuff like these days ahead so he doesn't forget :(

⚡ He's such a people pleaser even with people he barely knows, and the effect only doubles when he has a partner tbh. Like if his partner doesn't like a particular place? He won't like it either. So he needs someone to encourage him and tell him it's okay to like something the others dislike.

⚡ Which is also why I think that he'd be easier to emotionally guilt trip and manipulate. :(( somone wrap him up in a fluffy blanky pls

⚡ As opposed to canon, I feel like Jason only dislikes Camp Jupiter, not New Rome itself. He ADORES that place to shreds. I feel like instead of settling in a mortal area or something, he'd definitely stay in New Rome for long-term living (bc screw canon, him wanting to leave new Rome all together seems SO ooc to me idk) some parts of his roman self would ALWAYS be there tbh. That place was practically his home. Also, he only wants a peaceful, monster free life right? New Rome would obviously provide with all that, yk since they have a strong barrier for the city to prevent invasion.

⚡ He would have an aptitude for sculpting statues and stuff. He'd love to do it as a hobby, not like an architect or something like annabeth tho. He made such cool dioramas for his shrine ideas, so I feel like he just pours his heart and soul into making cool sculptures.

⚡ He would totally study in law school. His dad's legit the god of justice, he's a great speaker, can hold debates calmly, can canonically hear both sides of an argument before coming to a decision, seems very lawyer coded.

⚡ But he'd also be a good history professor. Have yall heard his yapping? Leo called him professor Grace for how much dedication he goes into explaining roman history. And he genuinely LOVES it. A very passionate teacher material to me.

⚡ Also, all he wants is for his partner to listen to him talk :( he has SO much to say but he feels like no one listens, so hed literally cry if someone takes interest in his long explanations (kind of like annabeth in this tbh)

⚡ Also, Octavian can NEVER argue with Jason because that man is just THAT good at smart and witty answers that even octavian saw him as a threat.

#pjo #pjo fandom #percy jackson #jason grace #pjo hoo #pjo series #pjo hoo toa #annabeth chase #piper mclean #leo valdez #hazel levesque #frank zhang #pjo headcanon #headcanon #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #x reader #pjo x reader

[daz4i]

this is So Much

1. their shadows being the same but going to different sides. specifically, the sides we see them positioned in in the prison scenes (fyodor to the left, dazai to the right)

2. fyodor being in an unnatural color for a human, while dazai just looks like himself. in atsushi’s mind, fyodor is this creature beyond humanity, something not like him. his dialogue - calling fyodor a monster - even backs that up. meanwhile, dazai is the man who gave him a home and a new family to belong to. he doesn’t doubt dazai’s humanity, and so he looks up to him.

2a. notice that fyodor’s shade of blue is very similar to the shade of blue the decay of angels is represented in in the op’s face frames, rather than the blue used for the ada’s abilities

3. the colors of the backgrounds also play a part in that. they’re actually the colors of their abilities, i’m pretty sure (tho no longer human tends to appear more blue-ish in tint at times).

3a. red could very easily be a color to instill fear in atsushi, as the color of rashoumon, as well as. well. blood. basically, it is a color of danger in general, but especially to him.

3b. white, a color of purity, neutrality - in a situation of everyone being against you, a color to indicate safety. alternatively: a symbol of objectivity, which atsushi is looking for in order to make a decision. ...and another option: white is atsushi’s color. him seeing dazai standing surrounded by it in his mind is a sign of his trust in dazai and the impact dazai has on his psyche

4. as for the actual shapes in the background, my only thoughts are about fyodor’s red lines looking either like cuts - fits how violent his plans are - or like red string you use on conspiracy boards - works with him being the brain behind the plan, and tying the conspiracy to the detective agency

5. dazai’s pose is the same one he held when he first introduced himself to atsushi. i take it this is how he’s cemented in his mind. i don’t really have an idea for fyodor’s pose, but he kinda looks like he’s being crucified, which i wouldn’t put past him honestly.

5a. fyodor’s also standing with his back turned, highlighting the alienation atsushi feels from him, while dazai is facing him (but, not fully. imo both to fit that original pose^ but could also be a nod to his current separation from the agency)

these are my takes for you today. really interested to hear if i missed anything or if you have any other ideas for the details i did present! 👀

#bsd analysis #bungou stray dogs season 4 #bsd spoilers #bsd fyodor #bsd osamu dazai #dan rambles #i promised i'd make a post about these didn't i!

[bat-stuff]

Damian Wayne headcanons: “Totally can make girls swoon as long as he’s not standing next to Damian (we’ll talk about Damian’s body and pretty boy features in another post)”, can we get that post discussing Damian’s pretty boy features and how he most likely gets the most people coming after him thx to his perfect mix of Talia and Bruce’s genes (Talia’s brown skin color, her green cat shaped eyes w/long eyelashes, Bruce’s face (tho I headcanon the older dami gets the more he physically resembles Talia until the resemblance is uncanny, or he grows to become a perfect match of both his parents facial features), hairline (unless dami grows his hair out a little more in the future), the Wayne charm etc.)????????? Also how the others (Collin, Jon, & Billy) attractive looks attract others as well?????

Honestly, I totally forgot that Tumblr existed for a while so thess are way overdue. But here we go.

Also, excuse Damian's for being hella long but I've had a lot of time to think about Damian

Ok I also have a feeling that I haven't mentioned this before ...

All my content for these boys is aged up, which means they aren't a gaggle of 12 year olds. I'm imagining them between the ages of 16 and 18 unless otherwise stated.

DAMIAN WAYNE, JON KENT, COLIN WILKES, AND BILLY BATSON FEATURES HEADCANONS

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DAMIAN WAYNE

Damian has green eyes, I know people will argue and say he has blue but his eyes are definitely a dark mossy green.

Though they definitely have the capability of changing color in the sunlight, they light up and turn into lighter shades depending on the lighting and time of day, but personally I think they are a dark mossy green.

I don't want to spend too much time on Damian's eyes but for example, in Gotham they tend to be darker because of the atmosphere, whereas when Damian goes to see Jon in Metropolis, they'll be lighter shades because of the sunlight

He 100% has Talia's eyes, and facial structure. I can see him having more of Bruce's features, but his facial and body structure is closer to Talia.

Strong jawline but softer than Bruce's. Damian looks a bit like Bruce but not as sharp, so to speak. His face is slimmer and more rounded, his eyes are more pointed and are sharper but Bruce's are wider.

Bruce is ruggedly handsome, Damian is flawlessly pretty.

Damian's body structure is closer to Talia's too.

I don't see Damian really being able to pack on muscle mass in the future like Bruce. As Damian gets older his body structure looks a lot like Dick's, he's very well fitted.

He does have nice biceps tho. To the point where when he moves you could feel the muscle flex underneath if you were touching them

(If you haven't experienced this personally with anyone, I highly suggest it. Biceps are hot.)

He doesn't have thick thighs like Jason, but he's still very muscular. Sometimes it's hard to tell unless he's flexing, he's not busting out of his clothes, but he is quite strong.

On to other features, Damian isn't white.

I think we've all established it by now but just to make sure.

His skin is a lot like Talia's, light olive skin. Though, in the summer, if Damian gets even the smallest ounce of light he tans instantly. I'm the winters in Gotham, one might mistake him for white because his skin is lighter but once he's put next to Tim it's easy to see that he's not.

Damian has perfect eyebrows. Nothing else needs to accompany this. His eyebrows are flawless.

Ok, so hair. Another thing I've seen some disagreement on.

I believe Damian's hair is Black, like Bruce. But unlike Bruce it's not coarse and heavy. It's light, wispy and soft. When he was younger at the manor he used to gel it up, but now that he's older he's come to realize that it'll just go wherever he wants and it will be fine.

Damian's voice, which I've kinda already covered, is wide range. He can sound like a little girl or Corpse. He generally leans towards a deeper voice, it vibrates a little so if he's talking while you're touching him in some way you can feel the grumble.

He hums a lot. Not musically, but in response to things. He's taken up a habit of humming into words, like saying "mkay" instead of "okay".

I strongly believe that Damian doesn't laugh, he chuckles. Deep, hearty chuckles that make anyone whose near stop and listen to him laugh. He also snickers and sharply exhales through his nose to make that snorting/snickering sound, I don't know what it's called but I think you can guess what I'm talking about.

Damian doesn't have veiny hands, sorry to disappoint. But his hands are very soft for being a swordsman. His skin is very smooth and he doesn't have many imperfections. No birthmarks because of the Artificial Womb, courtesy of Talia.

Not me going back to his eyes, but he squints a lot. Out of confusion, anger, just looking at something, disgust. His eyes generally take the shape of siren eyes, so it doesn't look unnatural that he gives people sharp looks unintentionally.

His lips are on the thinner side but are still soft. Boy definitely uses chapstick. He doesn't have a big mouth or a little one, he's very well proportioned.

Probably has a plump bottom lip tho

Many know this but he frowns a lot. It's not because he's upset, but it's his thinking face. His eyebrows scrunch together when he's doing this too. If he's thinking about something unpleasant his nose with wrinkle. When Damian's thinking hard he looks very confused and upset.

Nicely shaped abs. He has a long torso

HELLA PRETTY SHOULDERS AND BACK MUSCLES MY GUY

Smells like pine needles and sandalwood. Definitely a rich person scent that's strong but not overpowering.

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BILLY BATSON

Figured I would start with Billy because if we're ranking them, he's the second prettiest.

Personal opinion but you'll see what I mean.

So Billy's eyes are brown. Like a dark, chocolate brown.

Some people might say "Well in the dcau and Young Justice they're blue" but I have a personal belief that they're brown. How many blue eyed superheroes and children of superheroes are there? Too many. They're brown.

In the sun they turn into a dark honey color

DEFINITELY has light freckles across his cheeks, I mean really light tho. You would have to be pretty close to him to see them

Billy's hair is soft, and medium brunette.

it's sort of straight, but kinda wavy

the length of it depends on the season, for instance in the summer he has it cut shorter in the back. But in the winter he lets it grow out a bit more

The skinniest of the bunch but it suits him

He's not SKINNY tho, I mean he's being compared to Superboy, Batman's son, and a Gym Rat Gothamite, cut the little guy some slack

Billy has very slender, lean build. Most likely doesn't have Damian-level muscle but he's still easy on the eyes shirtless

Billy has a a bit of a lopsided smile that sometimes expresses laziness

Teeth smile 100%

He has that sort of soft handsome look

Where Damian is very sharp and defined Billy is smooth

He has softer cheek bones (squishy cheeks) and a defined yet round jawline

Billy has thinner lips

I'm not sure how to describe them honestly

Very calm deep voice, deepest voice of the bunch, adding on to this I imagine that he likes to sing and is the best vocalist in the group

His laugh, contrast to Damian, is boisterous and very open mouthed. He's loud and sometimes it sounds like a cackle, but most of the time Billy has a charming laugh that fills the room

Billy almost smells sugary with a hint of linen. Like warm bed sheets but they were washed next to a bakery.

(He once accidentally stole Mary's Japanese Cherry Blossom lotion and now has this sort of addiction to cherry scented things)

Honestly, Billy smells like a lot of things all the time, so the best description is that he smells very warm and sweet

Boy is part of the super soft hands club

Long. Freaking. Eyelashes.

Like, they might tickle you when you kiss him long

(This isn't a romance headcannon but he would be a great person to kiss, OOOH NEXT POST IDEA)

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JON KENT

Ok so on to Jonathan

So our boys eyes are a sky blue

An open sky in the country, and where some eyes have grey tones, Jon's don't

Dark, black hair that has a loose curl to it

A lot of times it hangs down in his eyes so he developed a tendency to play with his hair

He has one of those headbands that comb/hold back your hair, and he wears it a lot

Wouldn't wear it around the guys, there's no way Colin wouldn't make a little fun of him for it. Damian honestly wouldn't care and Billy would probably buy one once he sees Jon wear it

He has pretty fair skin, but tans often due to being in the Sun at the farm a lot.

Has tan lines on his wrist and ankles from bracelets, he's that kind of guy

I mentioned in a previous post that Jon isn't really big on sweating so our boy probably always smells very clean

His scent is lemony with a hint of linen.

Not that the other boys don't smell clean, Jon is just less musky

Jon us bulkier than Damian and Billy, but smaller than Colin.

Another member of the super soft hands club, as well as the pretty shoulders club

he has a soft voice, but it also holds a lot of energy. He talks fast

the highest pitched voice of the bunch, and for the longest time was slightly squeaky.

lovely sounding voice, can't sing for shit tho. Hes a bit tone deaf.

has DEFINED dimples, the king of dimples

always has a content look on his face, looks and is incredibly friendly

I have a feeling Jon doesn't have completely straight teeth, but still a beautiful, toothy smile

he isn't a mouth breather but has a habit of staring at people with his mouth open a bit.

kinda like a goldfish

lip biter (In the cute/hot way)

(ok so my best comparison for Jon is Dave Lizewski from Kick-Ass. I feel like they would have similar energy. I feel like he and Jon would sound similar as well.)

Toned abs. He doesn't even try, they just happen

nice arms, not super huge but you can visibly see the muscle

His entire vibe is secretly buff nerd boy

loves his glasses, only takes them off when he suits up

they're the round-ish square ones with the iron rim (Dave Lizewski glasses)

sharp jawline, but has a square face

Pouty, thick lips

Jon has fairly big hands, and skinny fingers.

Slightly veiny hands

Has never had a lick of acne in his life so incredibly clean face

Definitely a pretty boy

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COLIN WILKES

Colin is definitely the scraggiliest of the 4

Silly ginger boy

Has straight-ish hair but probably got a perm at some point and it kinda worked for him so he's recently discovered that if he puts stuff in his hair and takes care of it right he has some natural wave

Puppy dog brown eyes that look like melted chocolate

Used to have freckles but they faded as he got older so you only see them if you're extra close

Colin had the widest smile of the group

Never had braces because he couldn't afford it so his teeth are a bit uneven

But they were significantly worse when he was a middle schooler so he's glad they figured themselves out a bit

BIG BOY

THE BIGGEST BOY

This dude has the broadest shoulders of the group, the thickest thighs, the meatiest arms.

Colin is built like a tank

Has the veiniest hands, and they never go away. Just constant veins

Is ALWAYS smirking/smiling.

Has a look on his face that always makes it seem like he'd done something bad and he's proud of it

Obviously he hasn't but it somehow lands him in trouble 9/10 times

Colin is the palest of the group, not just because he roasts like a turkey in the son but because he obviously lives in Gotham, where sunlight doesn't exist

Like Billy, his lips are on the thinner side, but they're NEVER chapped. Loves chapstick, probably would eat it

Colin has a fairly round face, when he was younger he had huge gigantinormous ears, but by 15 he had grown into them

If any of the boys had a glow up it was Colin, he went from Kiddo to Daddy within a summer

Smells like grass and mahogany. Also lysol. Sometimes leather. It depends on what time of day it is.

In the morning, it's lysol and leather because that's when he goes to the gym. But after he showers it's mahogany and like Irish spring. But by the end of the day, for some reason he smells like grass and no one can figure out why

Colin's just kinda strange

His voice is lower than Jon's, but slightly higher than Billy's. (When he's Abuse his voice is much, much deeper)

It's rumbly

Has the best morning voice

When Colin laughs, it's a cackle. He sounds like a hyena

Definitely has toned muscles. The most defined muscles of the group

Has ENORMOUS hands

Rough and calloused from weightlifting but the rest of him is fairly soft

Rougher face because he shaves, puberty hit him HARD

He's not pretty, he's hot

#batman #batfam #robin #batboys #damian wayne #colin wilkes abuse #colin wilkes headcanons #damian wayne headcanon #gotham #jon kent x reader #jon kent headcanon #jonathan kent #jon kent #superboy headcanon #superboy #billy batson headcanon #billy batson #shazam #dc captain marvel #shazam headcanon #dceu #dc comics #dc #metropolis #philadelphia

[a-soft-hornytiny]

I just did my nails and since my brain is always in the gutter and thinking about ateez I thought- what would be ateez's reaction to their significant other getting their nails done for them and who's mlt ruin them 😏

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Reaction: Getting your nails done for them.

Requested by 🍓 anon

Genre: Fluff, Suggestive

Pairing: Ateez x reader with pretty nails (neutral)

Warnings: none

Notes: Okay this format is a bit weird and new but it works I guess haha reaction and mtl in one

I added some details about what kinda designa you would get for them but im horrible with nail designs so it’s probably bs. Hope its what you wanted hehe

Taglist: under the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)

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Most

Wooyoung:

all day, all tease

“ohhhh you like me so much???” a lot of sighing

he is happy inside but he gotta do his job and annoy you

and he’s most likely to ruin them because he wants to. kinda wants to prove something. probably what an amazing lover he is xD

But he would pay for the replacement.

and because you knew that you had gotten a simple black design with his initials and some of his lines in their songs

Jongho:

he would notice immediately but wouldn’t say anything because.. idk why tbh

similar to Yeosang you would get frustrated abt it but he’d be like “yeah nah I noticed” .-.

but as he noticed it upsets you he’d be really sweet and shower you in compliments, he just has a hard time putting the gesture in context of importance

that is until he googles how much getting your nails done costs

even if its just a purple sky design like you did for him

when it comes to ruining them tho- that man is probably an absolutely beast in bed.. i assume. they wouldn’t survive for long.

Yunho:

puppy eyes, puppy design (or smth blue)

“for me?🥺 really?🥺” i CANT

takes your hands all the time to kiss your nails

cute as fuck but also kinda too much

which may ruin them

and listen: that man will be most likely be ruining them by making you grab the bedsheet to hard if you get what I mean

Mingi:

“are those for me?” you deny it at first to tease him

“oh come on they gotta beeee” whiny man

really full of himself as soon as you admit it, which is why you didn’t at first

maybe some kind of combination of a princess theme with his favourite colour… cement colour.. (i swear he is such a man)

wants to get matching nails 100%

if he ruins them, it was an accident. but since he is clumsy af it may happen xD

San:

happiest bean, so excited

why do I feel like one half of your nails would be like super serious, beautiful gold black designs and the other half is like.. san memes

like a literal mountain or the muscly cat yk

would be careful not to ruin them at first but as the time goes on he wouldn’t have the control to care haha

Yeosang:

wouldn’t notice at first and you’re kinda upset you had to say something

“Your beauty is so distracting y/n, im sorry I didnt see your nails” ironie and shade

but appreciates it, even tho he has a hard time saying it

he’d be proud that you chose a doberman design instead of a maltese one tho (yes i needa be cliche)

would he ruin them? maybe, maybe not. depends on the position👀

Seonghwa:

admires them when you don’t look

he‘s unsure if you really did it for him but as soon as he finds out he is all blushy and happy

definitely either a sakura, strawberry or star design

and he‘s to careful and tidy to ruin them

only if he’s normal hwa tho, horny hwa wouldn’t give a shit

Hongjoong:

he would adore it SO much

would go on and on about how your nails are perfect and that he feels honoured that he was the inspiration to get them done

i think for him you‘d get like a sunflower or music sheet design and he’d definitely want to get some inspired by you too

also least likely to ruin them because they are just too precious to him

Least

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[nerosdayinanime]

su au lets fucking goooooo

edit: TUMBLR ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS. WHY THE FUCK DO YOU SCRAMBLE SHIT WHEN I USE A READ MORE YOURE A FUCKING CUNT GOOD LORD

edit2: it added the edit but not the fucking read more. im tired

i had the brush set too small at first & didnt realize until i was already too far along- full body diamond authority is ok w the shaded fit & wings but the headshot is just. eh. kinda dislike it. im fucking obsessed with the other headshot tho

giyuu's a lapis along w tsutako, normal lapis terraforming job but some shit went down, tsutako got shattered, giyuu was left to fend for herself until she ran into a lost kunzite fresh out the ground (she had a slight imperfection, showed up as a spot along her cheek (corner of mouth to center base of ear) that looks like raw kunzite/ yk when a helmet or somethn gets shaved down sliding against a road? that)

they tough it out in the wilds for a while, they got attacked and accidentally fused to defend themselves, kept fusing when they were in trouble after that- yadda yadda meet makomo (also a gem) & sakonji and learn how to be their own person, getting their own names (giyuu got Giyuu, the kunzite got Sabito) and meeting a group of other rogue gems & making human friends

sabito got particularly interested in the concept of human masculinity & highly respected the closest man she knew, sakonji- transed his gender & chose to dedicate himself to protecting those he cares about. giyuu is very close to him and also changed pronouns & vibes bc sabito loved it so much, though he doesnt really care about human perceptions of gender (hes a pretty rock made of light, the fuck does he need a gender for? (sabito doesnt see it that way, he never got indoctrinated/had a formal gem education or whatever, so hes just vibin))

something something giyuu found a way to precisely control water, and what is ice if not Structured Water. sabito never got whatever his job as a kunzite was, but he has a similar ability as Pearl where hes able to summon a blade from his gem (rectangular cut, back of his left hand). when theyre fused they become Hawk's Eye (also know as blue tiger's eye), able to both control water(& subsequently ice) and form blades along his arms and feet; the blades on his feet allow him to ice skate, the blades on his arms are attached at two points on the forearm and is curved over the hand- the blade's allowed to spin around the arm, tip of the blade is at the point of rotation so itll be in the same spot above the hand no matter what side of the arm its on

#tomioka giyuu #giyuu #sabito #hes like Talked about. makomo & sakonji are only mentioned tho so no tag #loserboy giyuu posting #neros art tag #kny su au #lapis lazuli #also very obvious excuse to draw giyuu in a dress #the actual focus of it originally was the sbgy fusion but i was having trouble drawing #i also have. not a fucking clue for sabito's design #at least he never has to have a diamond authority fit. wild bby kunzite & transed gener kunzite #w Hawk's Eye i actually really like the makeup i gave him but i dont like the color palette. i raw dogged it and it looks alright solely #bc dark blue & gold look so fucking good together. the pink hair & light blue 'skin' tone fuck it up imo #i was thinking of sabito being dark + lighter hair so maybe Hawk's Eye can be dark + darker hair. only problem #is i REEEAALLY wanna have the fuckin dark fingerless sleeve gloves w light blue fingers/palm. #maybe light blue hand-black sleeves-lighter blue maybe purple/tealish shirt-medium blue 'skin'-dark blue & gold hair? #i probably need to saturate the pink to be the same as the gold & thatll help it be a bit more cohesive. idk shit abt color theory man #this au's focus is less on Lore and very much more on fun designs #if only i had a fuckin design- #anyway its been a while since ive drawn #i think like a week and a half? havent posted much either. i think i forgor to post the sabigyu getting stoned bit

[green-alien-turdz]

Wanted to ask some questions (feel free to answer the ones you want) about you/SP characters

-best part abt South Park

-worst part

-favorite kid character

-character you think has missed potential

-favorite adult character

-least favorite adult character

-one that’s relatable

-moment that was really unfunny

-moment that was really funny

-kinda overdone in every blog but what pronouns you go by

-how’d you get into South Park

-are you in any other fandoms/do you make any original art n stuff

Feel free to only answer the ones you want to, no pressure here

Ight, here we go

Best Part: It's just a fuckin funny ass show. Shit makes me happy as hell. Even when they have some pretty dogshit takes, the rest of the show usually makes up for it.

Worst Part: Kinda like the last one, there have been some episodes that aren't all too great. I understand that they have a SUPER tight deadline, so there's SO much room to get issues wrong n stuff, so I don't give too much of a shit. I also don't expect everyone to have the same views as me, and it's usually not terrible. Sometimes you'll get right wing conservatives thinking that SP exaggerations of things is 'proof' of some stupid shit. I could do without that, but it's like once in a blue fuckin moon.

Fav (kid) Character: I think it's obvious it's Kyle.

Character w/ missed potential: They've honestly done a pretty good job of showcasing a lot of the character, giving a lot of secondary and tertiary characters their own episodes. BUT, I do think seeing more of David or Tammy woulda been cool.

Fav (adult) Character: Nostolgia wise, it's Chef, cuz I miss that mf (fuck scientology tho). Comedy wise, ealier Randy was pretty good (tho I'm not a big fan of how he has been since Tegridy, that's not to say he doesn't have his moments, but he's not the same). Also, I used to fucking LOVE Ms. Crabtree when I was a kid, I though she was funny as shit.

Least fav. adult: Officer Barbrady. I can deal with him bein dumb as fuck, but his voice and speaking pattern is like a fork scratchin across a plate. I hate him SOLEY because of his fucking voice. Also, SkankHunt42 Gerald is annoying as FUUUUUCK.

Unfunny moment: The Butter's and passed out Paris Hilton scene. In general, is just kinda stupid and uncomfortable. Also the whole Ike and his teacher thing. The Cartman as Dog was a funny thing, but the rest was uncomfortable (to be fair, I'm almost certain that was the point. They used Ike to REALLY send home just how fucked up it was).

Funny moment: Almost all of the show, dude. I love it so much.

Pronouns: Dick/Balls jk He/him, but I couldn't give a shit. I'm a dude, but a short one, so maybe I don't really count

How: I grew up on South Park. You could catch my toddler ass watchin this wit my siblings all the time.

Misc: I am into other shows and movies, but not into fandom stuff. I'm barely in this one, seeing as I only post art n that's about it. And I do make original art. I got a shit ton of stories and oc's. But my 'normal' art style uses soft shading, unlike the hard shading I use on fanart stuff.

#asks #this was kinda fun lol thank for sending it in

[chromacryptid]

Alright im sure this has been rehashed a million times, but i wanna talk about monsterhigh so too bad 😤 i will talk to the void. If ur not interested , enjoy the art but my thoughts about the new lagoona below👇

-im glad that they’re leaning into athlesiure with her!! Obv the og design is iconic, but the best piece is inarguably the hoodie. So even tho i have issues with the colors, i think the new hoodie is actually cute n fitting :] The mesh and sandals are also nice.

-im glad that they’re leaning into athlesiure with her!! Obv the og design is iconic, but the best piece is inarguably the hoodie. So even tho i have issues with the colors, i think the new hoodie is actually cute n fitting :] The mesh and sandals are also nice.

-the fanny pack and asymmetrical earrings are my favorite of the accessories!!!!

-i…I really cant say anything good about those pants. What was the concept there

-the purse is just really uninspired imo,, especially if you compare it to the original

-ok ive stalled long enough. I have to talk about the colors…i guess the new concept is rainbow? But its also very pink? The execution just isnt doing it for me 😓 besides, her name is lagoona BLUE man!! Honestly i think the biggest problem is that there are so many pinks. Different shades, cool tone, warm tone, all over. This might be fine, except for all the rainbow on top of that. Theres just no clear color story:

Example a) i dont hate the hair that much on its own. But in combination with everything else? It’s giving unicorn barf instead of unicorn magic :[. It could be pretty pastels but instead it feels drowned out/muted

Example b) Im glad they kept her fins but the peach skin tone is just strange…its like, almost a human color, but also colorful enough to clash with the other colors?

-this is kinda minor but i liked the body shape changes of some of the other g3 dolls and wished lagoona got something. Wouldn’t it fit great with her athletic fashion vibes and personality if she had some defined muscles? Maybe they were going for more of a lean yoga girl vibe.

Overall, Lagoona is my least favorite doll of g3 rn. I feel like they missed the mark on blending her character with modern fashion and the result was a weak, busy design. Although, I am curious as to why so much of her design was changed compared to the other g3 dolls, which pretty much keep the hair and skin of their originals. Hopefully she’ll look better in future outfits, and maybe even win people over on the peach skin?

#monster high #lagoona blue #lagoona pink #fanart #mh g3 dolls #gen 3 mh #artists on tumblr

[narrators-journal]

Just a dream

I’m still on a bit of that horror train, so I took a bit of a softer idea I’ve been chewing on for a bit and decided to flex my descriptive muscles. That’s it. Is this super fucking clear? Probably not. But I hope it’s at least descriptive, and effective in painting the picture I want.

I also wanted to explore a bit more of a dark take on my usual writing energy? Idk, kinda hard to explain. I just wanted to write something that crossed wires in a way.

CW: Beware! There be attempted gore ahead! There’s also a bit of a sexual energy, dipping slightly into Ryoji’s darker tastes. Maybe this counts as a hint of Ero Guro? Not super heavy on the Ero tho, it’s just there. The biggest warning is for there being gore.

Minato squirmed beneath Ryoji’s touch, his back arched into his palm, his body offered up for each of Ryoji’s whims. Which, was a sight that brought a soft smile to the god’s face before he dipped his head and began a slow trail of feather-light kisses at the wildcard’s jaw and moved down his neck, then his sternum. “Ryoji…” the shaggy-haired man beneath the god sighed, his cloudy grey eyes focus on the brunette as he continued to leave delicate kisses down Minato’s belly. Each kiss and playful nibble enough to make the muscles below his pale skin flutter, or a shiver run down Minato’s body. A phenomenon that made Ryoji pause with his lips still against the man’s warm skin as he purred, “God, you’re so pretty, funeral lily…” Each fresh inhale of the wildcard’s lavender scent afterwards intoxicating him further.

“R-Ryoji…” And, just like that, the fog of lust was lifted by the distressed tone of the blue-haired man’s whimper. “Mina? Why do you sound so sad all of-” Ryoji didn’t need to finish his question. Because, when he lifted his eyes to look back up to his lover’s face, the pained grimace and tears he saw answered the question. “Funeral lily, what’s wrong?!” Ryoji asked instead as he pushed himself up from the wildcard’s belly to instead reach a hand up to the man’s cheek. Then, his breath froze in his throat.

His fingers. His pale skin, usually the color of a beam of moonlight, was now a sickeningly sticky shade of cherry against Minato’s own fair cheek. A shade that could be tracked down the wildcard’s body until he found the source. The spot where the skin of Minato’s belly had been torn open. A yawning, bloodied maw barely held together by the last few strands of the wildcard’s skin that remained.

For a moment, the sight his funeral lily stained red like this was morbidly beautiful, in that deeply unspoken manner. Yet, the sticky reminder of the blood on his face brought the god back to the reality of the moment. “Ryoji…”

It was Minato’s blood on his face. The crimson color that bloomed across the sheets was his fault. He hadn’t brought his lover any pleasure in exchange for his own. He’d only hurt him. “Ryoji.” The wildcard’s voice called. Muffled by the buzz of blood in the god’s ears as the brunette’s gut twisted and tied itself into knots. “Mochizuki!”

Freed from his dream, Ryoji threw himself out of the bed. Desperate to somehow get away from the copper scent on his skin, only to fall against the sturdy bedroom door before he sank to the floor. With his sapphire eyes barely cleared of sleepy haze as they darted from one corner of the shadow-filled bedroom to the next, the brunette’s heart thundered in his ears. The harshba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump in his chest nearly so loud, that it would’ve drowned out Minato’s voice when he huffed, “Ryoji, what the hell are you doing?” if the midnight-haired man had not moved as he spoke.

Minato?

Sure enough, Minato Arisato sat on the bed. His voice thick with sleep and confused annoyance, but the snow-colored button-up he was draped in seemed...untouched. His shaggy, dark hair was mussed and frizzy, but the wildcard was in one piece. He was perfectly fine.

He was unharmed. Though storm cloud eyes flashed with lightning, those bolts were what allowed reality to trickle back into Ryoji’s brain through the fog of anxiety and the slam of his heart against his ribs. Until, finally, the reaper’s fear had ebbed. “Ryoji.” Minato said in a firmer, yet suddenly kinder, voice that snapped the brunette out of his thoughts to look at his suddenly-softened partner. Why is he so nice all of a sudden?A dumb thought, for sure, because it surely wouldn’t take a rocket scientist to realize that something must’ve been wrong with the god of death to have him huddled against the door like a frightened animal. And, despite his bad attitude and sharp tongue, Minato knew when honey was more effective than vinegar. “Nightshade, why did you jump up like that? Are you okay?” The shaggy-haired wildcard asked as he crouched down in front of Ryoji.

Yet, his quiet, gentle words still didn’t seem to be enough to receive an actual response from the half awake Shadow. only tears. “Hey, hey shh. You’re okay, Nightshade. It was just a bad dream.” the wildcard swiftly soothed, his hands moved to cup Ryoji’s round, soft face and swipe his tears away with his thumbs.

There was no fear. No hesitation to touch Ryoji and pull him from the sharp claws of his hysteria. “I’m so sorry!” The brunette finally sobbed, unable to tell whether the apology was for his dream, or the tears he couldn’t stop when they poured down his full cheeks and over his lover’s hands. Not that the reason mattered, though, to anyone but Ryoji. “Why are you apologizing? All you’ve done is startle me and have a bad dream.” He pointed out, the brunette only able to continue bawling as he stammered on uneven breaths, “I-I didn’t- I didn’t mean to h-hurt you.” Yet, Minato only continued to soothe him. “Nightshade, you had a nightmare. I’m fine, you haven’t done anything to me, see?”

As he spoke, the midnight-haired wildcard moved his hands from the distressed god’s cheeks to instead grab his wrists and put his hands on his hips. The warmth in his voice, the intimacy of the soft skin beneath Ryoji’s palms once more, with no fear or hesitation, only trust. Seemed to be the final anchor the brunette needed to fully realize that his dream wasn’t his reality. So, the brunette was slowly able to pull free of the self-imposed, irrational guilt and just curl around his lover. “I’m so sorry...for scaring you.” He eventually mumbled into the lavender-scented skin of Minato’s neck while the wildcard threaded his fingers through the brunette’s hair. Now sat in the god’s lap, with an arm draped around his shoulders and a thread of amusement in his chuckle, “It’s okay, Nightshade. I’m honestly sort of endeared that your worst nightmare is hurting me.” which, earned a weak giggle from Ryoji before the two settled into a comfortable sort of silence.

Eventually, they would likely move back to bed. But, for the moment, Ryoji simply buried his face in Minato’s scent to replace the stench of blood and distract from how vivid the moment had felt.

#persona 3 #persona 3 reload #persona #Ryoji Mochizuki x Minato Arisato #Ryoji Mochizuki x Makoto Yuuki #unhinged shit #Makoto Yuuki #Minato Arisato #Ryoji Mochizuki x male!persona 3 protagonist #angst #angst and fluff #attempted gore #Ryoji Mochizuki #male!persona 3 protagonist #scenario

[thesoftestcowboy]

thoughts on the colors red, blue, green, and yellow? any comments on the shapes triangle, square, or circle?? rhombus

first of all i gotta tell you that im enjoying this ask twice as much cause i got multiple spam asks since yesterday and did not expect an actual question... anyway. im gonna answer this 200% in earnest, as it should be, obviously (yes i actually did write this out, strap in ig)

red: listen i know everyones favorite color seems to be blue for some reason but red is RIGHT THERE. i heard somewhere that not all languages differentiate the same colors as english (and other european languages), but the first color after light/dark there will be a word for is usually red. idk if thats true but seems plausible, cause yknow whats red? fuckin berries to eat, also blood (either concerning or also to eat, ig). cavepeople knew red was important business. also its pretty and you use it to make pink.

blue: not to imply that blue isnt also good. its got a range. looks very fresh. i do like a teal-ish blue but others are cool also. its really rare in nature ig? but if it does occur its looks rly good! (im saying this rn cause my desktop wallpaper has blue flowers lmao) also if i had a cent for every time i had dreams with intense, seemingly really significant blue night skies, i'd have 2 cents, which isnt much but weird etc etc.

green: ok i like green but, unpopular opinion time, i want neither a green couch nor a green kitchen. i want a pink couch and a blue kitchen. that being said green fucks and is part of some iconic things, such as HES GEEN, and also my favorite song green soop by dooboo, which references the fact that soups can be green (@geminyde)

yellow: finally yellow is super underappreciated. im kinda mad that yellow doesnt suit me super well in clothes cause theres so many cool yellow things id want on a shirt. people only ever think of bright neon yellow but it also had SHADES.

now, the shapes. people at art school will try to convince you that these have some deeper meaning and even a gender (??) cause some guy whose name i forgot claimed they do and thats bs. heres the actual truth about them. triangle pointy. also an instrument! theyre really flexible cause they can have wildly different angles and like?? thats different from squares, which are literally all the same, except for size ig? but thats nice it gives them a sense of stability. theyre ol reliable. ever wonder why they had town squares but never town triangles? well,

anyway the circle is most definitely the princess of shapes. you might think its really basic compared to like uhh a trapezoid or whatever cause you learn about it in kindergarten, but its so fucked up it has ZERO angles?? but then if you wanna render it its got a huge amount of angles/into infinity instead? you can calculate any shapes area with basic maths basically but ohh noo not the circle. its soo special. we love that for him but you gotta be honest.

ngl i had to look up what a rhombus is and its just idk a Raute ig. its a rectangle who wants to be special. which is fine we all need some attention sometime but like, its a rectangle on its side. its doing its own thing. i think it should have a different english name tho tbh. rhombus reminds me of the name rhonda and that has a different vibe. idk if that one was also a question or just an addition tbh but there u go

so thats it thanks for asking like comment subscribe

#please no one ask why #reply #txt #doppelnatur

[midnightcreator12]

Well, only one person replied to my post..... but that person was @antimattercontainment​ Who is awesome soooooo....

Fr tho, just wanna talk about this cus I drew a thing, anyway!

My one main issue with the 2012 Mutant Apocalypse was this guy here VVV

Maximus Kong, aka Leo, aka the Shredder stand in for this arc. And I don’t dislike him because of the design, but because he’s Leo.

You’re telling me Leo, who is routinely shown to be a very empathetic person with a strong sense of justice throughout the show, became a ruthless, tyrannical overlord who's only goal is to take over the world after losing his memories?

And yeah, we could make the argument that he was alone and probably got picked up by a bad crowd, or he got like this to survive, but I personally wouldn’t have gone in this direction.

So, I guess this is kinda an AU? Does it count as an AU if I’m not really gonna do much with it?

idk, anyway!

So, the arc goes down like normal, the only change is Kong is not Leo and he’s brought up from episode one as this kinda boogeyman that everyone tries to stay as far away from as possible and his Beast. The story goes that Kong has this powerful, unstoppable mutant that no one can kill. No one really know what kind of mutant it is, anyone whos gotten close enough to see it is swiftly killed by it.

Throughout the arc Kong shows up just behind our heros, starting pretty far away but getting closer with each appearance. And whenever he appears, the audience sees flashes of a hulking beast with mutagen glowing spikes and murdious glowing eyes. No one gets a good look at it, not even Donnie can get a good read on what that thing is, but where ever Kong is, his monster is right at his side.

Then we get to the final fight, Raph is on Kong’s rig and is actually winning the fight. But then Kong whistles and Raph is tackled to the ground by the Beast. It towers over Raph, wild eyes and snapping teeth inches from his face, claws ripping at his armor.

And at first Raph fights back, ready to give his all against this monster. But then he looks, really looks, the monster in the eye, in an attempt at intimidation maybe, or ready to face his death head on.

But he knows those eyes. The scalaria has gone green and bloodshot but he knows that shade of dark blue almost as well as his own neon green.

(look this is as close to scary as I can get, just pretend he looks scary)

“Leo?”

And at first, the name doesn’t seem to do anything but make Leo more mad, doubling his efforts to try and take Raph down. But Raph has switched tactics, now going on the defensive and begging Leo to recognize him, to remember him.

Leo doesn’t seem to hear him, he does hesitate a few times but Kong commands him to “Take that worm down for your master!” And goes right back to attacking Raph.

Eventually he slams Raph to the ground hard enough to daze him. Kong laughs as Raph hoarsely keeps calling for Leo, saying, “Whoever that freak used to be is long gone. You waste what little breath you still have.”

Kong grabs Raph, intent on beating him to death. Raph cries out when something in his shoulder snaps. He turns to look at Leo standing to the side, staring at the scene unfolding.

And, thinking he’s going to die here, Raph wants Leo to know one thing, “Leo....I love you brother.”

And something shifts. It’s still fuzzy but something deep in Leo’s mind stirs, remembers a much smaller, younger Raphael.

His brother...that’s his brother.

Kong was not expecting his loyal attack dog to suddenly pounce, he barely had time to react before powerful jaws closed around his neck with a wet crunch.

Leo then goes to Raph, his voice is all but gone from years of not using it, but he nudges his brother, wheezing out a weak, “Raph.”

Then the tank lurches. It had been heavily damaged in the fight and was veering through the canyons out of control. Leo doesn’t even hesitate to curl himself over Raph, tucking his long lost brother close as the rig is ripped to pieces around them.

When the rest of the gang catch up, they find Leo, curled up in a ball. At first they freak out when they see Leo’s maw is coated in blood but Leo slowly rises, revealing a very alive Raph under him.

Leo stares at his family, voice still rasping painful as he calls for them, “Donnie....Mikey....”

And then it clicks for everyone and they all surge forward to hug their big brother.

They’re reunited, brothers against the world. As it should be.

So, yeah, that was the one bit in MA that I didn’t like and how’d I fix it. Have a good day y’all! 

#tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt mutant apocalypse #mutant apocalypse #episode rewrite

[kheprriverse]

How did I NOT notice that you put a rainbow overlay in Ko'jins hair?? It's so pretty now that I notice it!

Thanks so much! If his hair is white and semi-glowy there's usually some sorta overlay/filter on it. Especially since I'm pretty close to defaulting on the rainbowy version.

Below the cut are some examples of where its used and what it actually looks like xD

Young Ko'jin Moon Serpent Ref [before vs after] The ref I'm working on now will have a better version tho using the method in the next images. (I'm not actually that much of a fan of this design rn but not much will change I promise. But I do like how it turned out regardless considering I didn't know how I wanted to do this.)

[older] Ko'jin's white hair -> flat white with grayish-blue shading -> then the rainbowy layer overtop before filter -> then after. Its not always overlay but it works well for the effect I like going with. The colors I place are usually kinda random? depends on the vibes ig and what looks good. I also feel like doing them randomly over using a pre-made image/gradient looks better too.

His younger design also has a slight overlay? but not rainbow. Sometimes I put a little red or orange in his hair to make it semi-glowy. It's never as drastic as his older counterpart tho.

In flat colored images, I just color pick already finished work and not bother with fancy blending modes/filters. Makes it easier on me. Kinda like the images here? Or maybe his current older ref?? idk lol.

Anyways I'm glad you like it! Sorry for the rambling :'D

#kheprri ask #anon #Some kojin love. which he deserves #Ko'jin (Kheprriverse) #Moon Serpent (Kheprriverse) #I think the only color that wouldnt be random is the yellow? because I like how the yellow fades into the white. sometimes its a cyan tho #anyways ty for the ask <3

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

miss kitty | jjk

pairing(s): jungkook x reader

summary: Oh, Miss Kitty, you're so bad but so good, so damn beautiful that you make me sick, ah, for real tho, Jeon Jungkook swallowed too much alcohol and ice-cold chaser at once and now he's sprinting to the bathroom to vomit. But, oh, he does want all those kisses so damn bad.

warnings: language; alcohol consumption; pining what's new, it's JK; vocal line ogling Miss Kitty, what? she's in a bikini, we know she's doing it on purpose; if the outfits sound familiar, refer to the original ITS outfits, lmao; literally just crack + fluff; mentions of a blowjob and sex daydreams; non-idol!BTS - a mess (of bad decisions)!Jungkook x noona!reader, ft vocal line shenanigans, mentions of Joon + Hobi, and Yoongi appearing at random inappropriate times; JK's POV with a tiny bit of Seokjin's POV

ofc inspired by 'bad decisions' by benny blanco, bts, and snoop dogg

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“You’re kidding me.”

“She never comes to these things.”

“The hell are you guys looking at – holy shit.”

“Are those cat ears?”

“Who gives a shit about the cat ears? She’s in a goddamn bikini!”

“What is her tongue doing?”

“Can you be jealous of air? Because I’m jealous of air right now.”

“I heard she bites into her popsicles.”

The four heads admiring the woman in a black bikini and fluffy cat ears snapped to the side in unison where a bored voice sat under them, using the four men as his personal shade. Sunglasses, wide-brimmed straw hat, watermelon popsicle, wearing a long-sleeved white shirt and black pants at a pool party, nodding sagely as he continued.

“I lied. I’ve seen it. It’s hardcore,” Min Yoongi said with about as much enthusiasm as a rock.

“Where’d you get the hat, hyung?”

“Hoseok put it on me. I don’t know where he went.”

Kim Taehyung put his large hand on Min Yoongi’s straw hat and patted the golden-yellow circle. Yoongi continued enjoying his popsicle and squinting at the sun. Well, it was hard to tell because of the sunglasses, but that was what Jeon Jungkook assumed because he had seen Yoongi’s disapproving face enough times to see the wrinkle of distaste in his otherwise neutral, slightly upturned mouth.

Strangely cat-like.

“She’s crawling on people and pouring their drinks into their mouths,” Park Jimin suddenly said.

Kim Seokjin made a choking sound and covered his eyes, looking straight through his fingers. He was also wearing a straw hat that coincidentally matching Yoongi’s – or, rather, previously Jung Hoseok’s. He was looking handsome in a bright pink tropical-print shirt, robin’s egg blue t-shirt, and white shorts, itching closer to the drinks table to grab… something.

“What are you doing, hyung?” Taehyung suddenly piped up, making Seokjin squeak and send the red plastic cup he had been reaching for shooting across the table.

“Nothing!”

“Bring her over here, Tae,” Jimin hissed, taking his sunglasses off his head and hiding his eyes, as if he could hide in his royal blue shirt and distressed denim shorts that showed off his powerful calves.

“How?”

“How? Your face, bro!”

Taehyung was apparently completely unaware of how naturally handsome he was, but he was also the guy in a half-unbuttoned lemon-print collared shirt with green shorts that exactly matched the shade of green of the leaves, so it was pretty obvious that he was pretending for the sake of his dignity. “My face? What am I supposed to do? Smile?”

“It works on everyone else!” Jimin retorted.

“It kinda does,” Yoongi agreed, licking his popsicle.

Jungkook chanced a moment to stare at her.

This was bad.

Firstly, she was definitely out of his league. Those full, shapely lips in that teasing half-smile. Eyes that promised making secrets if you got her alone. The movement of her hair cascading over her shoulders as she walked. No makeup – he could tell because the small mole under the left side of her lower lip was visible. So fucking pretty that he wanted to throw up. Soft little cat-ear headband giving her a demure look even though there was nothing demure about that sleek, sexy body tucked into a simple black bikini. Clean lines, nothing fancy, but a million bucks because it was on her, perky ass and long legs ending in strappy heels.

She bent over and Jungkook had to stare at her face to avoid thinking about ramming his hips into that plush booty.

Secondly, she was older than him, which was not a problem except it was a problem because Jungkook was trying not to be that guy, you know, the kind of guy that went after older women because they most likely knew how to suck dick better or was that just his brain trying to justify watching her tongue dance across her lips as she leaned in and poured a drink into some girl’s mouth. The girl looked like she was about to orgasm.

Same, miss, same.

Thirdly, women like that had a reputation for only appearing when they wanted someone to prey on and Jungkook didn’t want to be that guy, you know, the one that was eagerly waiting to be preyed on every day of the week, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, I mean what, no, but, well, he had to admit that there was something sexy about letting it happen even if it was clearly a bad decision.

Fourthly.

She looked up and made eye contact with him.

Shit!

Jungkook threw himself behind Taehyung and stumbled right into Seokjin’s midsection.

Jimin gasped.

Yoongi scooted out of the way and finished his popsicle.

He wouldn’t. No, of course, no. It was a terrible choice. And what was he gonna do? Those legs around his waist and that insane confidence all up on him – no, Jungkook didn’t believe that he could survive. And the whole situation was even worse because one time he accidentally overheard some noises and saw something at the back of another party, at the gazebo in the lavish garden. Surrounded by trees and dark wood, there it was, Kim Namjoon’s dick down her throat and her tongue flashing against his crotch, her hands clutching tan shorts that were still-half-on.

Nope, Jungkook would die if she came within ten meters of him.

He didn’t want to be that guy.

God, she was so fucking hot that Jungkook wanted to die.

He grabbed Seokjin and dragged him around the large table of drinks and coolers, grabbing a cold glass of pink ice and pouring two shots of vodka down his throat, chasing it with the frozen slush.

Okay, it wasn’t two shots of vodka.

The soju bottle was half-empty in his hand.

A bad decision.

Jungkook choked at the ice-cold sensation and Seokjin, instead of helping him, snatched the glass from him and chased down whatever god-awful burning fire he also ingested, leaving them both collapsing and dying under the table. Taehyung rushed over as Jimin scooped up an ice tea-looking drink that definitely didn’t only have ice tea in it.

“Guys, are you okay? Drink this!”

“What happened, Jungkook suddenly malfunctioned…!”

He didn’t have time to explain through his blurred vision and inability to feel his throat that was both hot and cold at once, thoughts swimming, those legs popping into his head again, the soft curve of that v-line, hips that begged for hands, tiny waist trapped between his arms, okay, fine, Jungkook had sex dreams about her, but who could blame him, he accidentally watched her give a blowjob! At a public party! Not in public, but… basically! And she had that beautiful face, he hated how she could look sexy and cute at the same time, and he didn’t see her often enough even though he went to these parties with Taehyung and Jimin in attempt to see her again, just to see her body line and her smile, not to touch, of course not, he couldn’t.

She was there only rarely, but.

He wanted to make out with that mouth so bad.

Feel those kisses on his skin and squirm in a dark corner, trying to hide from everyone but also not, at this point he didn’t have shame anymore, he was clutching Seokjin like a life raft on the patio under a table and drunk on his thoughts, in another dimension where this sexy noona in a black bikini and cat ears was crawling over him, her fist on his chest mimicking a kitty cat as she leaned in and pressed that underlip mole against his skin, lips and tongue connecting with his.

He had never even spoken one word to her.

Wait.

No, one time he said, hi.

That was a strong enough foundation to at least hold hands, right?

Jungkook felt a hand on his right leg.

“Hey, you alright? Should I call paramedics?”

Everyone froze.

Jungkook felt his eyelids stretch into huge, geometrically correct circles around his large eyeballs.

She was kneeling under the table, staring at Seokjin and him.

Holy fuck, I can see her nipples.

Her hair framed her face perfectly, wispy tips around her cheeks and over half her forehead. Inquisitive eyes with a piercing shape, the kind you would always remember. Soft pillowy lips slightly parted with that small mole slightly to the left of that full lower lip. The cups of the bikini molded perfectly to her breasts, but this angle showed off the peak of each mound, sticking out very obviously because she was on her knees on the wooden deck, under the plastic table, tilting her head as her left hand rested on his right calf.

The cat ears gave her gestures a feline playfulness.

She crawled over a little more and Jungkook nearly threw up, the alcohol suddenly hitting him like a truck. Or she was so damn beautiful that his body was physically rejecting the liquid poison so he could maintain an erection.

One of those.

“I’m gonna be sick,” he wheezed.

He threw Seokjin aside and his hyung yelled as he was caught by Taehyung, but Jungkook was too busy scrambling to his feet, losing his sandals in the process, a blur of topical yellow shirt, black t-shirt and blue shorts, throwing himself into the open patio door and hastily stumbling into the nearest bathroom to retch.

Nice.

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Kim Seokjin never made bad decisions.

Nope.

He only made good decisions, like pretending to play dead as the sexy woman crawled over him and placed her hand on his forehead, asking Taehyung if he was okay. He let Taehyung sputter as he cracked open his eyes to peek at those boobs and those supple legs between his legs. Could feel her soft skin against his and the pads of her fingers stroking his brow. He heard them suggest going inside to lay down for a bit. Saw Jimin helping her up, so Seokjin did what any person attracted to nice ass would do.

Stare at it.

Her back was turned. She wouldn’t know.

“I’ve been here before. For a vacation last year. The bedrooms are this way.”

The air conditioning felt nice actually.

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Jungkook lost them.

How could he lose three men, especially with one with massive shoulders, one of the sexiest men alive and… well, Jungkook often lost Jimin but that was because he didn’t have a reason to look down that often. Kidding! Anyway… after gargling an obscene amount of sink water and reconfiguring his swirly vision, Jungkook emerged from the bathroom, expecting to see three concerned faces looking for him, but there was nothing but bouncy club music and summer outfits on bodies that weren’t the ones he came with.

He didn’t even see the straw hat hyung.

He came because Jung Hoseok had asked him to come and celebrate summer, renting out a huge vacation mansion to do so. He had no problem coming over to help set up, but he told his hyung that he was going home right after, he wasn’t the party type, not really, oh, well, maybe stay for an hour, ah, okay, two, holy shit, cat ears and a bikini and Jungkook was doomed.

Damn you Miss Kitty.

In his defense, Jungkook had never seen her in a bikini before!

And it was glorious.

His dick was wet thinking about it.

Jungkook jerked and went back into the bathroom.

Reemerged after cleaning that up. Anyway. No. Jungkook was not gonna be that guy. Hooking up at a party? No, that wasn’t him. He was the kind of guy to dance in a corner and stay in that corner with his friends. His friends would wander off to take photos and make small talk, but that wasn’t him. And he certainly couldn’t chat up someone he was interested in, especially someone so damn beautiful that it made him sick.

Oh!

Jungkook found his sandals. Someone must have collected them and put them by the patio door. He was about to put them on and check outside, but them he spotted something in the mess of shoes. Dainty, strappy black heels in the rays of golden hour barely starting.

He whipped his head around and went back into the house.

Friends? What are those? They would find him eventually. He scanned the party, looking past the glowing faces, peering at the tops of heads for fuzzy black cat ears. He was just looking. He wasn’t going to do anything. He was just checking out what she was–

Perky faux animal ears bobbing past his vision, coming from the kitchen.

Jungkook’s brain told him, this is a bad idea.

Jungkook’s dick told him, looking at those nipples poking out of that bikini one more time couldn’t hurt.

Jungkook’s legs were already walking very fast.

In hindsight, he knew why he was hesitating. He was a simple guy. He liked what he liked and, when it was a person, he didn’t want to let go, especially when that person was cool, capable, and stunningly attractive, someone who did whatever she wanted but never at the expense of others, someone who tiptoed the line of what was proper, breaking those rules so casually that he fell deeper and deeper for that teasing half-smile, but they hadn’t even had a real conversation yet and what if he was in delulu land all this time?

But Jungkook couldn’t just let her walk away.

If it was a bad decision, then…

Fuck it.

He saw her enter a room, leaving the door partly open.

“I brought a cold cloth and some water.”

Jungkook slowly peered over the doorframe.

Seokjin was half-propped up on a bed with an obscene number of pillows as Jimin and Taehyung crowded around him, lifting his hair as she placed a damp washcloth on that handsome forehead, handing him the glass of water.

“Should I bring some hangover cure too?”

“Ah, aren’t you cold, noona?” Taehyung asked worriedly, placing a light hand on her shoulder. “We should find a jacket or something…”

“It’s so nice,” Seokjin suddenly said very loudly. “When you’re all sitting next to me.”

The eldest shot a murderous look at Jimin and Taehyung, wordlessly telling them both to not have her move from his vision again. She seemed not to notice, patting Seokjin on the head with her thigh against his, scooting closer to the pillows.

“Don’t worry, we’ll accompany you until you feel better.”

Miss Kitty – not her name but what Jungkook was calling her in his head now – leaned over to the pillows and placed her forearms on them, turning to Jimin to ask how he knew Jung Hoseok, but Jungkook had no idea what she said because he was staring at her ass nestled in the bedcovers and that gorgeous back half-covered by her hair. She was having an entire conversation with the three of them as Seokjin sipped on his water and acted as if he was slowly but surely recovering from some mild distress, and yet Jungkook was hearing none of it, tuning out their joyful laughter as he gawked by the door. She turned to speak to Taehyung.

Jungkook stared at her stunning profile, dying slowly but surely on the inside.

She leaned over to Seokjin and kissed him on the cheek, turning him instantly red.

“Feeling better?”

Jungkook nearly broke the doorframe as he threw himself inside the bedroom.

“Hey, I’ve been looking for you guys!”

That sounded way more aggressive than he meant it to sound, but Jungkook didn’t care about those sudden fear in three collective pairs of eyes because her head turned in slow motion, cat ears and all, looking over her shoulder, and then those inquisitive eyes were on him, just him, Jeon Jungkook.

“Oh! I know you. Ah… what was it again…?” She scrunched up her face a little in adorable thought. “Aah, Jeon Jungkook! Yes, Namjoon told me a lot about you.”

Everything but her saying his name went over his head.

“W-W-What…?”

She turned slightly, her chest against Seokjin’s arm and his hyung turned even redder, abruptly freezing in place and not moving. Her arm shifted and she borrowed that broad shoulder, smiling at him and Jungkook felt his mind turn into a puddle of mush, forgetting all Korean as she said, “He said you’re good at everything. Especially sports. The complete opposite of me, heh.”

“I’m not good at sports,” Seokjin blurted.

“Me neither,” Jimin suddenly added.

Taehyung was not one to be ignored. “I could teach you golf. It’s easy.”

“Is it?”

And she looked away from Jungkook.

That does it.

There was a certain bro code. Don’t make moves unless alone. Simple common courtesy. Group settings should be chill, not a competition. But all was fair in love and war and this was war, so Jungkook slid out of his yellow short-sleeved button-up and walked forward, placing his knee on the bed and draping it over her shoulders in the middle of their conversation.

She turned immediately, her hair bubbling in the collar, kissable lips parted in surprise.

“You’ll get a cold,” Jungkook said quietly. “That wouldn’t be good, noona.”

There was a second too long, a pause that seemed to linger.

“… Thanks, Jungkook.”

She patted the spot on the other side of her.

“Come a little closer.”

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“You can’t be serious.”

Somehow it was already dark. The party was winding down. Everyone was finding corners to sit in. An old-school, feel-good movie played on the massive television screen in the living room that people occasionally glanced at. Seokjin got hungry and left with Taehyung to order something to be delivered. Jimin got whisked away when someone recognized him from the door. Must have been someone that he hadn’t seen in a while because he was glued by the door now, leaving Jungkook sitting with his noona wearing cat ears and his shirt over her bathing suit.

“Over a perilla leaf? Isn’t that a little too extreme?”

She was laughing at him. Jungkook puffed his cheeks.

“You don’t understand!”

“No, I don’t. It’s just a leaf,” she chuckled, shaking her head. “You think too much about a simple gesture. What, you let me borrow your shirt and I should expect us to kiss?” She grinned, anticipating him to answer with something silly.

Jungkook opened his mouth but nothing came out.

The reality of their moment alone suddenly hit him.

The corners of her lips faltered, noticing his hesitation. He swallowed quickly and shifted his eyes, begging Jimin to come back and break this sudden tension, but Jimin was too absorbed in his friend reenacting a funny story and now this was getting too weird, he had waited too long to say anything and so he willed his head to turn and at least look in her direction but he couldn’t for some reason, his neck and ears turning hot as he sputtered then almost full-on threw himself onto the floor when her hand touched his thigh.

“Jungkook?”

He jerked robotically and laughed awkwardly, the noise immediately dying when his eyes made contact with hers.

She tilted her head, cat ears and all.

Don’t do that, Miss Kitty!

Her hand shot back like he was made of hot coal.

“Sorry. Sorry, I was… well, you acted a little weird there.”

Wait, don’t do that either.

Jungkook cleared his throat, swallowing his nervousness. “No, I…”

He suddenly noticed the placement of her hands on her lap, her fingertips rubbing the hem of the shirt against her thigh. She hummed along the bass of the song playing outside, looking away from him, and suddenly he felt bad. His odd behavior probably made her uncomfortable.

“Hey, uh, noona?”

She turned her head and gave him an attentive look, so pretty he nearly became tongue-tied again.

“What’s with the cat ears?”

She ticked her chin and gaze upwards as if she was glancing at them even though they were on the top of her head. “Oh, these? I just felt like wearing them.” She grinned, creating little bread-like puffs of her cheeks. “I felt like I should have a little fun so why not look the part too?” She raised her hand and lightly bonked the side of her head, letting out a half-sigh, half-laugh. “I’m always fighting between, am I too much or should I let myself go wild? ‘Cause I want to do things but people might misunderstand me.”

Her fist curled a little and her expression became one of cat-like mischief, his shirt falling open a little and exposing part of that tiny bikini top.

“Nyang.”

Jungkook was going to faint from her cuteness.

And losing blood in his head because it was rapidly shooting down to the lower half of his body.

She laughed, dropping her hand and waving it around. “Just ignore that, hahaha! I do whatever comes to mind that feels like it might be fun, heh.”

“No,” Jungkook heard himself saying. “That was cute. Do it again.”

Holy shit. He was smiling like a dumb idiot. Where did this confidence come from? He must be drunk. Never mind that he emptied the contents of his stomach earlier. Never mind he definitely spent the past three hours talking and drinking nothing but water. He must be drunk. Fuck, why was she so cute and sexy? With those expressive eyes and that smooth skin with the little dot of a mole underneath her lower lip on the left side, a half-smile as she raised both hands to mimic little two paws and went…

“Nyang.”

Her knuckles brushed against his collarbone lightly, smile turning into a playful smirk.

“Nyang!”

Jungkook died.

Not literally.

But, well, Jimin was still right there, people he didn’t know were right there, Seokjin and Taehyung could come back any second, and if he wasn’t in heaven, he was at least in a fever dream and somehow previous knowledge of late-night dramas popped into his head, generally not advice he would ever take in real life, but, all of a sudden, he was compelled to reach up and grab her hand, covering her make-believe cat-paw with his larger hand, tattooed fingers over her knuckles.

She froze, eyes widening.

“Hey, noona.”

Her eyes darted from his hand to his face.

This was a bad decision.

Jungkook let himself smile because he didn’t care.

“I wish you would kiss me, but that’s crazy, huh?”

What the hell am I saying? Abort! Take it back right now – wait, why was she getting close–

She leaned over and her lips touched his.

Now Jungkook was sure he died. Maybe literally. Ceased to function at least. It was only a simple press of lips to lips and then she drew back a little, tilting her head a little and smiling. He was dead. This must be heaven.

“Just one? Or more?”

He was speaking but it was more like barely intelligible mumbles. “B-But… I… You… me…”

She tapped his own hand against his chest, mischievous sparkle in those eyes.

“I mean, if you think helping someone peel a perilla leaf is going to lead to holding hands, to kissing, to straight up marriage, what does borrowing your shirt lead to?” she purred against his lips. “It smells just like you, like you’re right against my skin, giving me a hug from behind.”

His brain immediately went to delulu land. A back-hug? In her bikini? With his nose nuzzling in between her fake cat ears? And everyone knowing they were together?

He would just have to convince her to be his.

Jungkook closed the distance between them and she smiled against his colliding kiss.

In hindsight, this was a bad decision. Now Jungkook was going to have to lie and tell his children that he asked his mom out on cute dates instead of the truth of becoming obsessed with her little by little, oh, and accidentally seeing her suck his hyung’s dick, and, ah, now making out with her on a bed that wasn’t his while she was in a bikini and cat ears wearing his shirt, her thighs squeezing his waist as he gasped into her mouth.

“What are you guys doing?”

Jungkook yelped and clutched her waist, shoving his face into her clavicle as she laughed and turned her head to the bored voice beside the bed. A peek over her shoulder and there was a straw hat and a pale hand holding a slice of pizza.

“Seokjin-hyung and some guys bought pizza,” Min Yoongi announced, chewing slowly as he stood there beside the bed, pointedly not explaining how or why he suddenly got there. “You should eat it while it’s still hot, Jungkook.”

“What about me?” said the laughing voice above Jungkook’s head. “I want pizza.”

“Apparently you’re eating men,” Yoongi countered. “I’m not worried about you being full. Jungkook will fill you up as soon as you let him.”

A full minute of dead silence that was filled with outside laughing and loud music. Yoongi casually munched on his pizza as Jungkook grabbed her hand and mumbled something about getting food, he couldn’t stay here any longer, he was going to expire of embarrassment, practically fusing with the wall to get away from that judging look. He didn’t regret it but it was still mortifying, all this a bad decision but bad as in bad meaning good, and he froze up as her fingers turned and intertwined with his, her body leaning against him, lips pressing to his cheek.

“Don’t worry. We’re accomplices now, you and me.”

Jungkook turned his head, staring into her eyes.

Miss Kitty and me.

The straw hat popped into his peripheral vision.

“I’m still here.”

Jungkook sputtered and ran, her laugh right by his side.

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#jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #bts fluff #jungkook fluff #jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook x you

[pianostarinwonderland]

I kinda hope they go into more depth on the Draconia family in chapter 7, and I’m hoping Malleus’ grandma isn’t “neglectful” of her grandson, with her duties and what not (tho it might be implied kinda like with Kalim). We know chapter 7 is gonna be tackling themes like family, grief, death and the impermanence of things, but the twst team has so much room for angst with any of these themes. Like I can’t imagine the pain grandma Draconian went through when her only son died (at least I’m assuming the previous king was her son), leaving her a grandson on top of resuming her role as the queen and again, it wouldn’t be far fetched to say she swamped herself with her duties to cope with the grief. It’s possible that Lilia saw this and took it upon himself to raise Malleus for most of his life. Though, Malleus seems to have a positive relationship with his grandma so maybe it wasn’t that bad.

But with the theme of death, I just watched the new Pinocchio movie by Guillermo del toro and I would totally recommend you watch it if you haven’t already, and all I’ll say is that it ends on a pretty depressing note. And if chapter 7 dives into themes of death and grieving, then the only outcome is that Malleus has to accept that things don’t last; that everyone around him, Silver, Sebek, Lilia will eventually leave and he will be left until he’s gone too.

This ask made me remember a very old Maleficent fanfic on FF.net I read when I was in my live action Maleficent phase. Essentially, it was about Maleficent watching all her loved ones grow old as she remains the same. Aurora was her beloved friend and kind of a daughter of sorts. Diavolo was her beloved pet raven. But one line in that fic said that Maleficent could no longer remember the exact shade of Aurora's blue eyes or the exact timbre of Diavolo's voice. And that still resonates with me from how quiet and heartbreaking it is.

I really want them to go in depth with the Draconia family too! Same with you, I want to think that she really doesn't intend to neglect Malleus and just got swamped with her duties as queen. Malleus did say in chapter 7 that he was upset when his grandma couldn't join him for dinner last minute. It seemed to imply that they planned it ahead, so grandma Draconia really tried to be with her grandson. Using work to cope with the guilt of losing her child, though... ;u; that's very possible. And tragic, so tragic. It's a good thing Lilia was always there with him. But it still didn't change the fact that he's lonely.

The way that they're taking the curse is really really interesting. You have Silver, who may have the movie's curse. In a way, Malleus' whole not getting invited schtick might be a curse in of itself. But I also want to talk about one other part of Aurora's curse that's related to the idea of accepting the evanescence of this world. Live action Maleficent made her curse in a way that "no power on earth can break this curse". And she tried to break this curse on Aurora later on, only for those same words to haunt her. She may not have been the afflicted one, but the curse affected her anyway in the sense that she could lose Aurora to it.

Malleus has always been revered for his power, but he even says in chapter 7 that no matter how powerful he is, he can't keep the people he cares about in his life. In a way, it's similar to how Maleficent ended up being affected by Aurora's curse. The people he cares about will end up sleeping permanently... and all Malleus can do is watch until his time comes. And in a world where true love's kiss doesn't exist like in fairy tales, the idea that Malleus has to accept that things will not last and he has to say goodbye someday is probably what's going to be the ending lesson. Aurora may have woken up at the end of the movie... but it won't prevent her from dying someday.

#walangforever :)

Also, I heard that Pinocchio movie was good! Haven't gotten around to watch it, but hey, maybe one day I will. If I can bring myself to .-. I'm not a movie person hahaha

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst jp #lilia vanrouge #malleus draconia #twst silver #ask

[dustbummy]

CINNABUN CRUSHES (part one)

Jinx x fem! kirraman! reader

Not a lot of jinx in this chapter I'm sorry.

Reader, like always, is written to be any size or skin color.

Smart! Reader

Basically just 'gaypanic!; the sequel' just with a reader in heavy denial.

Aand if it wasn't obvious already, this is an au, semi same universe, just if it had been a lot nicer to the characters. (Mainly jinx)

Basically all of the main parts of arcane happened but like vi and jinx came to like an understanding and all of the misconceptions were cleared up. So vi spends a lot of her time with jinx, because of course she would, and spends her time secretly with cait as well. Jinx never nuked the council.

Jinx still hates Caitlyn tho, because I find that kinda funny. But (name) doesn't envolve herself in enforcer business, to busy being future head of the kirraman clan and she has never met vi or jinx. (But has listened to cait rant about them both) Caitlyn hasn't told (name) about her full relationship with vi tho, so (name) just speculates on there being one.

Silco's not dead, just heavily injured and getting treated.

(The sequel to camomile dreams if that wasn't obvious)

I own nothing! Sueing me would be a hate crime.

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(Name) indeed did wake up the next morning in her plush bed, the soft fire's crackling being the sounds she wakes up to. Was it all a dream?

The young woman pulls herself out of her bed, throwing her legs over it's side nd drawing back the curtain. She had woken up in the same night gown she dreamed of, how strange. Normally, her dream clothes are the strangest and most gorgeous shade of blue.

The (haircolor)ette slides off her unusually high bed, legs buckling a little when she falls, feet slipping slightly on the hardwood floor. Damn slippers.

With her most recent dream still in her mind, the girl slowly makes her way into her grand connected bathroom. Undoing the buttons on her nightgown the further she strayed away from the soft bed.

Once in there she closes the door quickly, getting dressed without the maids or service that her mother provided. How could she have dreamed up such a 'unique' person?

Well then was she real? She attempts to recall every bit of the 'dream'. Manicured hands gripping the marble counter top as she bent over it, shaking her head in denial right after. No, she must couldn't have been.

(Name) in the dream had been a stuttering idiot. (Name) in real life, wasn't. Everything else might've been true or realistic in the dream but (name) herself, had been winning awards for being a child prodigy since she was young. Eloquent words and confident smiles had been her trademark since, well forever!

No way she would ever fumble over her words just because some pretty underground girl decided to perch on her balcony for a bit.

The young woman convinces herself of the dreams existence rather quickly after that, now dressed, the woman exits her bathroom to start her day.

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What is it about that girl and why couldn't (name) get her out of her head. The woman groans, rubbing the bridge of her nose with her index finger and thumb. Her irritation growing the fuzzier her head got while she thought of her mysterious 'dream' girl. (Name) pouts a little when she realized how that last bit sounded.

All of it had been stuck in her head since she had awoken, her angry yet soft and raspy voice, sounding a little worn out and breathy as if she'd been running for miles.

(Name) remembered how suffocating the air around her was. As if the girl had lived to intimidate and tease others. (Name) remembered how shiny and blue her long lightly decorated hair had been, how she had to manually blow her large bang away from her eyes at times. Don't even get name started on her eyes, enflamed fuschia irises that looked as if she had both held all the knowledge in the world and none at all. She was so...so, so not real! She didn't even exist!

The woman shakes her head, hand returning to the book, tightening around the bound cover. She doesn't exist! She reminds herself, shaking her head again. She was created in (name)'s stupidly smart mind. A manifestation of whatever (name) feels like she's missing in life right now.

And from the way she bumbled in her dream, (name) would guess a romantic partner. Her (colored) eyes roll at the thought. She had never been in a relationship surprisingly, way too focused on improving the kirraman name further to even come close to dating anyone.

Sure, she felt crushes like everyone else and found herself fantasizing some days about having a partner and kids but that felt more like an unattainable spinoff dream than an actual future. Said crushes had never had her so tongue tied or had such a hold over her though, never. Maybe she feels like she's behind on that front and created the balcony girl to 'catch up' in a way?

Or she could be wrong and the girl could've been her want for adventure or something, she was pretty mysterious. Though the romance one is what the kirraman girl is betting on; adventure brought risks and risks could result in failure. Something (name) absolutely hated.

The woman drifts her eyes back down to the wrangler book in her hand, immediately relaxing her grip and attempting to read the words.

"I didn't know pilties came out after dark." A raspy yet sugary sweet voice, right behind her, (name) could almost feel the soft lips brush against her ears outer shell. If the (haircolored) girl tried hard enough, she could practically feel the imaginary girls delicate yet rough and quick hands drift down her shoulder, pink and blue nails raking against her arm. Her face heats up at the illusion of such touch, lips parting as a faint gasp left them. (Name) could practically feel the warmth that bubbled up in her chest.

The hands drift lower, slinking around her back and intertwining at her front. Just under her chest. (Name) lurched forward in her seat, only moving but so far before she is yanked back into compliance. Wayward spindly fingers tracing small hearts into her rapidly moving chest, soft with lunderlying predatory intentions. How could she-

She's not real!

At the revelation, the youngest kirraman snapped open her eyes, swiveling her head around to greet, nothing. The hands are gone, replaced by the cushions on the love seat. Not even the drawn curtains had been out of place, no sign of anyone other than her in the library at all. It had felt so real...

The young woman jumps out of her seat, still holding the leather bound book in both of her hands. Surveying the expanse of the room, holding the slightly heavy book out as if in a means to protect her.

But it felt so real

A sense of hopelessness washes over her, was she going crazy? The (short/tall) girl lowers her book, eyes falling downcast standing in the middle of the open and vacant library. She's not here.

I-I must've just accidentally fallen asleep and dreamt her again. (Name) nods at the reasoning, deciding to chalk it up to just a weird nap to preserve her mental state. It's okay, you've fallen asleep in weirder spots.

"(Name)?" (Name) practically jumps out of her skin. Physically feeling her soul leave her body for a few seconds. Oh, it's just Cait.

Caitlyn. Oh that's right they were supposed to go to that new bakery place today. "Coming." (Name) gives her older sister a nod, gently closing the already wrinkled book, not like she needed a placeholder. She barley got through the first page placing the book back in its rightful place on the bookshelf and following her sister out of the family library.

The younger girl reaching out to hold the orders hand. Squeezing a little as to ground herself back into the present. Cait thinks nothing of it, pulling her sister closer to her and swinging their arms as they walk side by side down the hallway.

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(Name) shuffles in the slightly uncomfortable seat. Fiddling with her vanilla milkshakes teaspoon, swirling it through the teacup and further ruining the once perfect whipped cream. Who puts milkshakes in teacups?

Caitlyn sits across from her, drinking a bit of her strawberry milkshake -ew gross!-, a small blush slowly overtaking her face. The (hair colored) girl smirked at her older sister's bashfulness.

Their waiter had been flirting quite blatantly with Caitlyn ever since they entered the damn sweet shop. It was a common occurrence in piltover, so (name) wasn't too surprised.

The kirraman name was pretty well known around piltover. With Cassandra being a council woman and the matriarch of the kirraman clan, Caitlyn being a very skilled marksman and (name) being a child prodigy and Cassandra's successor, it was hard to not know the kirraman name. So, it was only natural for people to come knocking on their door, begging for a chance from one (or sometimes both) of the girls. (Cassandra would shortly after practically chase them off their property from her biting words alone.)

(Name) while flustered at first has gotten used to it over the years. So much so that it doesn't even phase her anymore when some poor soul would even try their luck with the youngest kirraman. Usually Caitlyn is oblivious enough when it comes to romance that their provocative words usually just fly over her head. The bluenette focused on more enforcer-ish? Things. (Name) still can't really tell you what it is enforcers do besides accompany her places sometimes. That was more of cait's domain if she were honest.

But today was already a strange day for her and the young woman needed a distraction. So, telling Caitlyn about the semi-attractive waiter flirting with her seemed like a perfect opportunity.

(Name) bites back a smug smirk, innocently brushing her pointer finger around the rim of her milkshake. "C'mon, you're that dense caity?" The younger of the two questions.

Caitlyn clears her throat, her ears tipped red. "Shut up (name)." The older grumbles under her breath, hiding behind the curtain of her straight blue locks. All of a sudden focused on her cremé puff.

"Oh yeah," Name rolls her eyes, lifting the teacup to her lips and looking off to her side, put the window. "You like that Vi girl." At Caitlyn's embarrassed silence she decides take it one step further.

(Name) allows herself to visibly roll her eyes, licking off the excess whipped cream she'd acquired on her finger. "What? Not interested?" The girl teases, eyebrow raised in mock concern.

"You know I'm not." Caitlyn hisses, leaning over the table so nobody around them could hear her. She lifts her hand to her face quickly after.

"Yeah you are." (Name) interrupts.

Caitlyn immediately takes offense, blush rising on her cheeks while she shook her head profusely. To no avail of course. "No! Well- but i-"

(Name) shakes her head, teasing smile still on her face, hiding it behind her cup and the copious amount of whipped cream. "Don't lie caity-cat." I've forgotten how much fun teasing Caitlyn is.

"I'm not lyin-"

(Name) snorts, "Liar." The older girl sends her sister a glare, wishing she could just get sucked up into a black hole already. "Lower you voice!" Caitlyn insists.

(Name) waves her hand in a whatever motion, shrugging her shoulders a little bit to further her point. She'd never admit it aloud, but she has missed having such moments with her older sister.

The sisters, while still living under the same roof, hadn't been able to really talk in a whole year. The both of them, far too busy working on their lives and careers to sit down and converse for longer than three minutes. Caitlyn, busy working towards her desired position as an enforcer, and (name) with her responsibilities as heir to the kirraman clan.

They used to be so close, despite their decently sized age gap, and stubborn, antisocial personalities, they were each other's best friends. Not talking in so long hurt the both of them.

It's actually part of the reason they were in the coffee shop. Caitlyn, coming home all roughed up with a growing bruise that matched her hair in color knocked on (name)'s door in the middle of the night. Almost crying in relief when she saw her younger sisters tired and annoyed face when she opened the door.

After spending her afternoon (night? Caitlyn couldn't tell) with the dysfunctional sisters, (who'd thankfully come to a non lethal and desired conclusion) the oldest kirraman daughter realized that she took her own younger sister for granted a few times herself. Suddenly aware of how long it has been since they last talked. Hm, maybe that tea party from hell actually had some benefits.

After that, it seemed like their gradual distance, just faded away. They stayed in (name)'s room all night, the two of them giggling like schoolgirls into the wee hours of the morning. And agreed to talk to each other at least once a day, never wanting their relationship to get that strained again.

"I- (name)!" Caitlyn's blush grows even darker when (name) makes kissy faces, wanting nothing more than to simply throttle her younger sister.

"Oh Vee! Your lips taste heavenly-" (name)'s voice raised several octaves, sounding akin to that of a squeaky british chew toy.

"We've never- I- my voice does not sound like that! And it's Vi!" Caitlyn obviously took offense to the blatant caricature. Her sulking interrupted by the younger girl once more.

"Feast your eye's upon my bulging yet stiff muscles my darling cupcake!" (Name) could barley get the sentence out, having to put her tea cup down as a small laughing fit overcame her. The absurdity of her words pared with the embarrassed yet pissed look on her sisters face growing too much for her.

She laughed so hard that her ribs hurt, having to shakily put one hand over her chest while the other covered her mouth. Almost choking multiple times while she attempted to calm herself down. Aware of the sudden eyes that were now on the both of them. Moms gonna have a fit.

Caitlyn's face did the impossible, growing an even darker red in color as she tried to silence the girl across from her.

Soon enough, after a couple minutes more, (name) calmed down, and caitlyn's red face turned back to normal. The semi- peaceful atmosphere returned, though the (haircolored) girl had to reorder for a drink to soothe her now irritated throat.

"Serves you right." Caitlyn pouted, still not really over the teasing.

"You knew it would come eventually." (Name) snarked right back at her. Taking a sip of the ginger tea given to her, the hot beverage helping her raspy throat.

Caitlyn shrugged, giving a single nod at the statement. She definitely did.

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Name lays face up in her bed, head resting on the multiple fluffy pillows, hand conjoined just under her chest. Her (eyecolored) eyes staring up at her painted ceiling in wonder.

She can't sleep.

The (haircolor) turns over on her side with a huff. Tucking her arm under the pillow. She doesn't want to go out onto her balcony either this time, still not over the dream girl from last time. Plus, she already finished her book and now has to wait til the next day to get another, so she'd be bored out there anyway.

After their 'sister bonding time' Caitlyn had dropped (name) off at home. Apparently, she had a date with vi so Caitlyn had left (name) to her own devices for the next couple of hours.

(Caitlyn didn't know that 'name' knew, still attempting keeping their budding relationship under wraps. She's not very good at it though.)

(Name) hadn't minded of course, happy that her older sister was happy, so she just made sure to keep their mom busy. Distracting Cassandra with long winded questions that the (hair colored) girl already knew the answer to to further stall time.

After Caitlyn returned of course, (name) had taken a shower, and practically ran to bed. Using the excuse of her being 'suddenly tired', in reality she just didn't want to be in her mothers vicinity encase Caitlyn blew it.

(Name) gives a small huff, rolling her eyes and turns onto her other side.

Just outside her canopy, her balcony door rattles. The noise itself driving the girl on the bed out of her thoughts, a soft, unheard gasp leaving her.

(Name) sits up quickly in her bed, clutching the comforter closer to her chest, small twinges of fear growing the longer the seconds drew on. Part of her wants to dive under the covers and hide there until morning. But that's childish, there's no such thing as monsters. Still, the (haircolor-ette) draws her body closer in on itself, attempting to make herself smaller while she listened on.

Silence.

A prolonged silence.

She was being stupid. There's no such thing as a monster.

It was most likely the wind. (Name) takes a small breath, acknowledging the puerile situation. But then again, the wind can't knock against doors.

Sleep. The startled heir tells herself, your just tired.

And so, she tugs the covers impossibly further towards her body. Laying her weary head against a soft pillow and closes her eyes, forces her mind to rest as she tires herself out.

Just outside her balcony, large blue braids whip around the corner. Leaving a small, delicately crafted gift near the door, for its new owner to find in the morning.

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#jinx x reader #arcane x reader #vi x caitlyn #arcane league of legends #jinx league of legends

[cocomere]

hello i have made more fanart but i actually like it this time

also i finished reading fool's gold and. why. why did you do this 😭

first off we have my wonderful child innit (yes i've adopted it, no there's nothing you can do about it)

secondly i tried to draw Vio. surprisingly the thing i was most overwhelmed about was the jewelry. i just couldn't cope with the lack of hair so i gave him some more hair.

the first one is with the colours i picked and the second one is "canon" colouring. i wasn't entirely sure what his tail or the triangle pin looks like but i tried. yes i used the splatter tool for the marking i tried drawing them by hand but it looked terrible. i also tried to include the second joint in how he bends his arms. originally i has the lab coat's colour to be more obnoxious than the one you had picked but it hurt my eyes so i changed it

also i noticed the mention of his second pair of eyelids a lot. so he has a nictitating membrane? i'm assuming that's what it is, since it fits the description and the way those open/close would be considered wrong (from left to right instead of up and down)

if it is a nictitating membrane- i remember seeing somewhere that his planet had glass(?) storms, so i was wondering if that protects his eyes like a camel's protects its eyes during a sandstorm? sorry i just find this sort of- not world. uh species-building interesting lol

!!! MORE ART FOR THE FRIDGE AYYYYY

You aren’t the only one to adopt Innit. Askblog is interesting. You can see the evolution of Daz in it, too!! I did it because I feed on reader’s tears :3c Also, Innit Going Away was pretty much inevitable. There was no way for it to be on the askblog suddenly without it having vanished, because Innit was created LONG after Daz had been introduced. I had to work backwards to figure out what would have made that happen. I think the answer is kind of heartbreaking, ngl, but like...I don’t see another way it could have turned out. It led to some fun content tho!

Oh, right, you didn’t see the very top. The canon colors are to give a better idea of what I had in mind. Sky blue could mean a LOT of different shades! I know that actually drawing with those PRECISE colors might be difficult, and I have a disclaimer about “yes, I know it could shift in Actual Art, this is just to have a solid baseline to work off of.”

The tail is more like an alligator’s, and it’s the spines along the top of it that can go flat or Not Flat as he so chooses.

And, yes, that’s what I mean by that lmao. I honestly didn’t consider it re:glass storms, but you’re right! That’d definitely help with those, as well as with general sand blowing about.

I loooooove world and species building. It’s SO fun to really dig into the minutiae of how do these things work and WHY? Vio has a lot of really interesting quirks in particular-- like, magic is basically poison to him. A LOT of enchantments either don’t work at all or cause a huge backlash if he tries to use them (water-based ones in particular. That’s why he hates tridents lmao). Others only kinda-sorta work. Silk touch is one that straight up has zero effect. Even with a properly enchanted pick, it fails to activate. This will eventually become a plot point in the rewrites, hehe!

I have a lot of lore sunk into Sanctuary itself (and a fair bit of it is in Sibling Acceptance Rituals and onwards!!) as well as Blood & Gold. A LOT of stuff that never actually made it into any fic was figured out! For instance, one of the few things bgWilbur DIDN’T lie about was his mom being Lady Death. This comes up in a few AUs, but not in the main timeline nor Welcome To The Inn/Creepypasta.