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ohbo-ohno · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 12 - Somnophilia

Soap x Reader - 5.5k (on ao3)

summary: Your doctor offers to help you get home after your lasik eye surgery. (Reader POV & Johnny POV)

cw: noncon sex, drugging, kidnapping, briefly mentioned lasik eye surgery (no description past one mention of a scalpel)

note: tysm to ceil for giving me this idea <3 i did a few google searches on lasik eye surgery and tried to mention the actual feelings as little as possible, and also the drug johnny uses is probably literally impossible but its fic so who cares lol

“And… how long did you say I have to wear these?” You ask, tentatively touching the glasses resting over your eyes.

“Och, not long at all. Just until tonight, then you come in for a check-up tomorrow afternoon and I’ll let you know what other care you’ll need.” Dr. MacTavish replies, big hands adjusting the frames and pushing them up your nose.

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, but are they usually painted like this?” You’d hardly been able to see post lasik-surgery - mostly just big swaths of color - but you feel far more vulnerable with the sunglasses on, their blacked out lenses leaving you entirely in the dark except for the blurry light around the rims.

Your doctor’s laugh is low and comforting, his hand patting you on the shoulder before you hear him moving away. “Of course. Not all optometrists use them, but I’ve found for patients like you they have the best results.”

“Like me?”

“Yes,” another chuckle, and the sounds of what you assume are tools being put away. “Patients who struggle to be good and sit still during their surgery.”

“Ah.” You feel your cheeks go hot in embarrassment. “I really am sorry about that…”

“No need,” he reassures, his hand coming to rest on the back of your neck. You can’t help but jerk a little, the glasses slipping down your nose. “Oops, don’t be losin’ those, bonnie.”

Your cheeks go hot and you have to fight the urge not to reach up and fix them yourself since his hand gets their first. He rights them quickly, then taps the tip of your nose with a finger. “There you go. Let’s keep those where they should be, hm?” He gives the nape of your neck a squeeze, his palm warm and rough, and you do your best to nod without awkwardly dislodging him.

“Now, do you have a ride home?”

You suck your teeth a little at that. You hadn’t known you’d be wearing the dark glasses after - the care plan you and Dr. MacTavish had discussed beforehand had made it seem like you’d be able to ride the bus home, but you’re not comfortable doing that in your blinded state.

“Ah, not right now,” you start, tangling your fingers together in your lap to avoid rubbing at your itchy eyes. “But I can probably call a friend-”

“Nonsense,” Dr. MacTavish dismisses, moving away from you and back to whatever he’d been moving before. “You’re my last patient of the day, how about I give you a ride home?”

“Oh,” you start, startled at his offer. “Oh, that’s… no, that’s alright, Doctor. I’m sure one of my friends could-”

He interrupts you with a tsk, and suddenly there’s a hand at your elbows guiding you up, then just one as he walks you out of the office. “No, that won’t do. We need to get you home and in bed as soon as possible - it’s not good for you to be keeping your eyes open so much after surgery, you know.”

“Oh, really?” You gasp a little, letting him guide you. “Should I be keeping them closed? I don’t want to make anything worse…”

“You’re doing just fine, bonnie, no worries.” The hand on your elbow squeezes as you come to a stop, and you hear the sound of something being written on. “I’ll take good care of you now. C’mon.” What must be a pen is dropped onto what you can only assume is the front counter, and you’re guided forward again. “We’ll have you safe at home in no time.”

Dr. MacTavish’s car is nice - the seats aren’t cracking at all, the air conditioning works to cool the interior quickly, there’s a faint minty smell - but it disconcerts you more than you might’ve expected to be left completely blind in an unfamiliar environment, and with someone you don’t know past a professional relationship.

You give him your address after he buckles you in (you swear his hand brushes your chest, but it doesn’t linger and you don’t want to accuse him of something unfounded just because of a slight touch) and he doesn’t bother to input it into the GPS, tells you he already knows where the neighborhood is.

You haven’t felt so vulnerable in a long time. Even around the edge of the glasses, all you can see are blurs of color, and you feel oddly exposed without the ability to see. Your eyes itch and sting, and it takes conscious effort not to rub the feeling away.

You lift a hand to rub them without even thinking but before it’s even halfway to your face Dr. MacTavish grabs it, pinning it to your thigh and making a low noise of dissent. “No rubbing now, lass, you know the rules.”

The heat creeping up your neck is entirely involuntary, and you tuck your free hand beneath your leg to resist the urge to squirm. “Right, of course, I’m sorry Dr. MacTavish.”

“Johnny, lass, no need for titles off the clock.”

You try to make a vague noise of understanding but end up sounding a bit like a bird, your hand clammy beneath his. He gives you a squeeze, but doesn’t let go. You’d ask him to move but… well, you don’t want to make things awkward when he’s your only way home at the moment and you figure he’s just helping. So you try to relax your fingers, and zone out to the sound of him humming along to the radio.

“Here we are,” he announces eventually, the car slowing to a stop before he turns into your driveway. “Nice neighborhood, hen. Very safe.”

You try to laugh casually and cringe when it just comes off as awkward - you’re unsure how to naviagte small-talk when all you really want to do is curl up in bed and sleep. “I just moved here recently, but it seems to be a pleasant area. I certainly don’t have any complaints.”

Dr. MacTavish - Johnny - hums in response, turning the car off and getting out to come to your side. He unbuckles you quickly and again there’s a little voice in the back of your head that says his hand lingered by your waist for just a few beats too long. But his fingers don’t venture anywhere appropriate, and you tell yourself that you’re seeing something that isn’t really there.

He keeps a hold of your elbow as he guides you up the stairs and into your building. He pauses and then a moment later you hear a ding, and the clear familiar sound of an elevator opening.

“Oh,” you say, shocked as he tugs you forward. “I had no idea the elevator was fixed - it’s been out of order since I moved in.”

“Really?” You hear press a button.

You stand there in silence for a moment, eyebrows furrowed, before you feel the elevator start to move.

“Um, Dr Ma- Johnny, what floor did you pick?”

There’s a pause before he answers, and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

“Och, silly me,” Johnny laughs, the sound echoing in the metal walls. “Force of habit, bonnie, I picked my floor in my building. What’s yours?”

You try to laugh it off, but the way his fingers tighten almost imperceptiably against the crook of your elbow has you sounding a bit too stiff. “Four, please.”

“Four,” he hums, and you hear him press another button.

The ride up is a bit awkward, at least from your perspective. Johnny makes no attempt at conversation past the occasional hum along to the music, and you’re a little too on edge to worry about small-talk right now.

Calm down, you insist to yourself. He’s just being polite. Making sure you get home safe. You’ve got to stop seeing the worst in people.

You take a deep breath and force yourself to relax.

There’s a slightly uncomfortable silence when the door opens for the first time, both you and Johnny just waiting for it to close and take you to the proper floor.

The doors are much quicker to open the third time, and you figure Johnny must live on the third or fifth floor in his own building for you to have gotten to your floor so quickly.

“What’s your apartment number, lass?”

You tell him, and his hold loosens slightly against your arm. There’s a part of you - the part still a little cautious for reasons you can’t quite name - that relaxes when the path he takes is familiar. Only a few steps, apartment on the right side of the hall.

“Let me get my keys,” you mumble, tugging your arm away from his and pulling your keychain out of your pocket. You’d opted not to bring a purse to your surgery, thinking you’d be riding the bus home mostly blind, so you’ve got virtually nothing to dig through before offering your keyring up.

They’re taken, you hear the familiar jungling soun, and then you’re being guided into your apartment by a firm hand placed at the small of your back. You can’t help but sigh deeply in relief, the familiarity of your home a comfort when you still feel so unachored without your sight.

“Very cute place you’ve got,” Johnny compliments, a smile audible in his voice.

“Thank you.” You hesitate just a moment before going on, unsure of how to phrase your next sentence. “And thank you for all the help getting home, Doctor, I really do appreciate it.”

A.k.a., I’m safe, you can leave.

“Aye, of course!” Johnny says, sounding almost offended like you were implying he wouldn’t usually take his patients home. Another part of you relaxes - he probably does this for every patient he sees at the end of a workday, you’re certainly nothing special. “Now, let’s get you settled nice and snug in bed, and then I’ll be on my merry way.”

“Oh, you really don’t have to-”

“Nonsense!” You’re cut off as he drops a heavy hand onto the nape of your neck, ignoring your slightly dramatic flinch and guiding you forward. “I’ve gotten you this far, would be a shame if I left you now and you took a tumble, hm?”

“I think I can get around my own apartment well enough, “ you try to protest, a little huff of offense escaping without your permission.

“Well, now we won’t have to test that theory.”

He moves quickly and just seconds later you’re sort of shoved onto your bed - almost oddly high off the ground, but you chalk it up to the way you stumble onto it.

Johnny scoops your feet up, laughs a little at your yelp and lays you out on the bed. You blink up into the dark glasses, a little gobsmacked at the sudden shift and odd amount of manhandling from the doctor.

“Do you have any pain meds, love? We wouldn’t want you wakin’ up in the middle of the night, all uncomfortable and hurt. Something light, like Advil or Tylenol?”

“Um, yes,” you stutter a bit, pushing yourself up onto your elbows and glancing up at where you hear his voice. “In my bathroom, on the counter. But Dr. MacTav-”

A hand presses into the center of your chest, forcing you back to the bed with a little oof before your hear him walk away. “Johnny, lass! What’ll I have to do to get you to call me the proper name, hm?”

His voice is almost jovial, and you hear him muttering to himself a bit through the open door of your bathroom before he returns. You hear water running for a moment, and then his shoes on the carpet of your bedroom as he comes back.

“Here,” he says as he grasps your hand, holding it palm open and dropping two pills into it. “And you had a spare cup in the bathroom, so you won’t have to swallow dry.”

“Thank… thank you, Doc- Johnny, truly, I appreciate it.”

You swallow dryly, suddenly thankful for the glass of water. The pills are small in your palm, familiar but there’s something in the back of your head screaming at you. You run your fingers over them absentmindidly, the stinging itch in your eyes growing.

Johnny scoops an arm around your shoulders, helping you sit up a bit and guiding the glass to your lips. “Here you are, lass, quick sip.”

You listen, then pop the pills into your mouth and swallow them with the water.

“Good girl,” Johnny hums, his voice vibrating through your side. His hand squeezes the shoulder in his grasp, and you shudder out a breath at the odd… intimacy? That doesn’t quite feel like the right word, but affection feels too distant for how close he holds himself.

You’re guided back down, head resting on a somewhat-flat pillow, and Johnny moves down to the end of the bed to take off your shoes.

Now that you’re resting in bed, it hits you how exhausted you are. The past few days of worrying over your procedure, the actual stress of the surgery itself, and the odd tension you’ve carried since all leave you feeling drained entirely once your head hits the pillow.

“We’ll get these shoes off so you’re nice and comfortable,” you hear Johnny say, his voice a little muffled now that you’re nearly half-asleep already. “Tired, lass?”

You only hum a bit, curling onto your side once both of your shoes are off, the sound of them thudding on the carpet almost silent. Your nose scrunches a bit as you get your first scent of the pillow. It doesn’t quite smell right, the lingering air of shampoo is definitely not one you’re familiar with.

There’s a shift of weight against your back, then a hand stroking over your head.

“Just sleep, bonnie. I’ll watch out for you.”

There’s a part of you, still awake enough, that thinks that isn’t right. But the more major part of you is already asleep.

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Johnny can’t help but smile as he watches you sleep. The little trail of drool dripping from your lips onto his pillow, the soft sounds of your breathing, the twitches to your expression as you dream.

You’re truly adorable. He’d known it as soon as you came for a consultation about the surgery, and every moment spent after has only cemented that in his head. Even the way you tensed and squirmed in his chair while he was working was cute, your desperation to be good and listen overpowering your fear of what he was doing.

He reflects on the day as he gets undressed, folding his clothes on your dresser. You’d been very nervous, and even his most soothing tone and friendly conversation topics hadn’t done much to help. It’s natural - nobody’s ever at ease with a scalpel held over their eye - but he’d still felt a little dissapointed that his presense wasn’t of much help calming you down.

But it’s alright. You’ll learn very soon that you can trust him.

It was easier than he’d expected to get you back to his home. You’re far too trusting, apparently - another reason it’s for the best if he keeps an eye on you - and past some clear tension in your stance, you hadn’t fought him once or even tried to make sure he had taken you to the right place.

Johnny’s certainly not going to complain, though. His plan had been half-baked at best. Honestly if you’d even put up a slight bit of resistance, he probably would have taken you back home - your home - and gone back to the drawing board.

He can’t help but smile a bit. The fact that you hadn’t fought at all is just more proof that this was meant to be.

He climbs over your body, his naked skin brushing against your clothes. You don’t shift at all as he rolls you to your back, your face still relaxed in sleep. His smile grows.

“Pretty girl,” he coos, brushing a hand over your face. “Can you hear me?”

Nothing. Not even a twitch.

It’s easy to push your shirt up your stomach. He doesn’t take it off, not quite willing to risk that much movement while the drugs could still be settling in.

God, the way you’d just taken his pills with no hesitation, with just complete and total trust in him to do right by you. It makes his cock stifen against your stomach, the way you’d just listened and trusted him.

He moans as he finally pushes your shirt up to your collarbones, the sight of your tits bringing him to full hardness almost immediately. You’d dressed up for him, soft white lace wrapped around your beautiful chest.

He ducks down to suck a peak into his mouth, tonguing at a nipple through the fabric. He groans a bit at the taste of your skin, muted as it is, and quickly tugs down the cup of the bra to get a real bite of you.

He could lay there at your tits for hours, he just knows it. He kisses his way across your chest, gives your other nipple some love and thumbing at the first with a free hand. He forces his movements to stay soft and slow, resists the urge to bite and leave a ring of teeth marks around your areola.

“Taste so good, baby,” he whispers as he pushes himself up, admiring the shiny spit across your skin. He rubs it in a little, spreading himself across any place his lips hadn’t touched. “Gonna let me get a taste of your pussy too?”

Obviously you don’t respond. Still, Johnny smiles down at you and moves to pet your stomach.

“Yeah, I know you will. Just wanna be a good girl for me, hm?”

Of course you do, he already knows you’ll be good to him - be good for him.

It’s easy to wrap his hands around your waist and flip you gently to your stomach. He guides your head to the side and pulls your hair away to make sure he can get a good view of your pretty face, leans down to give you a soft kiss on the cheek and breathes in the scent of your bodywash and shampoo.

Your pants are easy enough to get off, and he forces himself to tug them all the way off both legs before even looking at your sweet little ass. He’d been staring at any chance he could all day, had kept his eyes glued to your backside for the entire elevator ride up to his apartment when he was sure you couldn’t see his leering.

Now he can’t help but groan aloud when he kneels over your thighs, the sight of you vulnerable and limp beneath him almost too much to handle.

“C’mon, spread your knees for me, lass,” he mutters, slowly moving your legs to the side and moving between them. He’s careful as he props you up onto your knees, folding them beneath you and making sure to balance you with one hand on your hip so you don’t fall to the side.

He’s nearly drooling as he gets his first sight of your core - lips just slightly spread, pretty pink pussy peeking out at him. It’s almost too much, he has to give himself a few quick jerks just to lessen the ache building in his cock.

“Look at you,” he says on a sigh, dipping his head low enough to breathe in your scent. He hikes your hips up a little higher to keep you at the right angle, quickly shushes your little noise of discontent at the shift.

“It’s alright, you’re ok,” he reassures, petting over your hip a few times to calm your unconscious mind. “Just wanna make you feel good, pretty thing. You got nothin’ to worry about.”

He licks you, from clit to ass, to help you calm down a bit more. It works - your body goes a little more limp in his hold, your back arching more easily into the position he wants. He licks you several more times, groaning as he tries to cover every inch of your cunt, tasting every piece of skin he can. He lays his tongue flat at first, then uses the tip to make sure he doesn’t miss a spot.

“So good,” he moans, burying his face into your center and just breathing there for a moment. There’s a little bit of slick beginning to drip from your hole, but not much. He licks it up anyway, savoring the taste and promising to feast later.

He stays glued to your clit for a bit, taking the little bud between his lips and running the tip of his tongue over it again and again until he finds the exact spot that makes your thighs twitch, the pattern that has you whining every other breath.

Johnny moves back up, laps at the sweet nectar dripping steadily from you now. Every little flick of his tongue arouses you more, and no matter how long he keeps his mouth on you he knows he’d never run out of your taste.

It’s with only a bit of reluctance that he pulls away. He spreads both of your cheeks with his palms, admiring your two tight little holes and the sheen covering your most sensitive spots. He’d like to give your ass a few smacks, paint it red and watch you squirm, but he’s not sure how much sensation he can give you without pulling you from the drugs’ hold.

Which is also why he tucks a few fingers into your cunt, just to stretch you out. He’d like to fuck into you without any prep at all, watch your pretty face scrunch up as you’re spread on the thickest cock you’d ever taken (and he knows he’s the biggest you’ve had). Maybe you would even cry a little, blink teary eyes up at him and ask him to slow down.

He groans at the image, scissoring his fingers inside of you to prepare you as quickly as he can.

It’s easy to ease himself forward and line his cockhead up with your little hole. He knows another finger would’ve been a kindness, but with how his cock throbs between his legs he’s not sure he’ll make it very long once he’s finally inside of you.

So he taps the tip against your leaking hole, snorts quietly when the thought pops into his head that he’s almost knocking on a door, then slowly lets himself sink inside of your heat. He’s stares transfixed at the way your body opens for him so easily, a smooth coming together that he wishes he never had to look away from.

He keeps a secure grip on your hips, letting gravity do most of the work as his hips push forward steadily. His head rolls back on his neck, mouth hanging open and grunts spilling from his lips as your tight heat envelops him further and further.

He pauses halfway in to take a breather, just so he doesn’t come before his balls even meet your clit. Your body’s grip on him is unlike anything he’s ever felt, and he knos he made the right choice in bringing you home with him.

It’s hard, but Johnny manages to control himself and keep from fucking you too roughly. His thrusts are long and slow if a little extra harsh, and he stares down at your scrunched up little face and imagines all the filthy ways he’ll have you in the coming weeks.

You shift on your knees when he hits a particularly nice spot, little whines pouring from your throat on exhales. His thrusts nearly punch the air from your body, and he finds himself breathing in sync with you as he loses himself more and more to the pleasure.

He slips a hand from your waist to your clit as he gets closer. It would be awfully selfish of him to leave you needy after getting himself off, and he’s not about to deny himself the tight clench of your body as he brings you to climax.

It takes a little bit of trial and error to figure out what feels good for you - he can’t quite discern the difference between a nose scrunch of frustration and one of pleasure - but the steady pumps of his hips and the constant motions against your clit quickly bring you to the edge.

Your cunt tightens deliciously around him as you finally come, but the true beauty is in the way you go absolutely boneless beneath him. He has to firm up his grip on your waist just to keep you from sinking flat on the bed, huffing a laugh as he thrusts just a bit faster, just enough to get himself there too.

He lets his head fall beside yours as the two of you ride out your climaxes together, staring wide-eyed at the way your face relaxes into the pleasure. He leans forward enough to mesh your lips together, messily forcing your mouth open and licking at your tongue.

It’s not the best kiss - he has to do all the work, and he ends up soaking both of your chins in spit - but he relishes in it anyway. Your first kiss together is something he knows he’ll want to remember for years to come.

He hardly notices as he slips from your body, tingles shooting through every nerve leaving him mostly unaware of his body’s functions. He hardly has the energy to make sure he doesn’t crush you beneath him, instead laying beside you and tucking you into his chest.

“Thank you, bonnie,” he whispers into your hair, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. “That was fantastic. Can’t wait to do it again, maybe you’ll do a bit more next time, yeah?” He laughs a little at his own joke, snuggling you close to him and letting his eyes shut slowly.

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You’re not sure how long it’s been when you wake up next, but you can tell immediately that something isn’t right.

First of all, you’re half naked. And you can tell you’re half naked because your legs are being cradled by someone else’s naked legs. And you know for a fact that you didn’t bring anyone home with you.

Except… it occurs to you slowly as you finally blink stinging eyes open, except you did. Dr. MacTavish brought you home.

And you let him into your apartment. You just handed your keys over to a man you hardly knew, let him guide you right to bed without any sort of fight.

Your head pounds with a vengeance, right behind your already hurting eyes.

You let him give you pills, too. You remember that, though it’s the last thing you remember. He asked where your pain meds were and you didn’t even bother to check that he’d given you what you expected. You just swallowed them with water, like this was a man you could trust.

The slight soreness between your thighs tells you that you couldn’t.

The tears that begin to gather in your eyes hurt, which makes you want to cry even more. You can’t hold back a sniffle, then a hiccup, then what sounds more like sobs than anything else.

You bring your hands up to cover your mouth, briefly recoil and the weight over your torso.

You can’t bring yourself to look, but you know who’s in bed with you.

Johnny wakes up just minutes later, shifting and making a soft sound of confusion. It must not take him long to put the pieces together because it only takes him a few seconds to start cooing, his rough palm cupping your face over your own hands.

“Lass?” He hums, and from your peripheral you see his brows furrow. It’s only a slight comfort that you even can see. “What’s wrong?”

That almost gets a laugh out of you. You nearly choke on the sound, spit catching in your throat. “What’s- what’s wrong?”

He sighs, like he already knows. Of course he knows. He has to know.

“Don’t be upset.” He leans a little closer, and to your horror you feel him press his lips against your forehead. “You can be awake next time, yeah? Then you won’t feel so left out.”

“Left out,” you echo, a strain of horror making its way into your voice.

“But only if you can be good,” he clarifies. “No fighting me now. Just keep being good for me and you can stay awake, alright?”

“Good…” You feel like a robot, but the combination of your headache and the absurdity of your situation leaves you unable to process what’s happening.

It processes much faster when you feel one of his hands slide up the shirt you’re - by some miracle - still wearing. It’s instinctual to jerk up the bed and away when he goes straight for one of your breasts.

“Get- get off me!” Your voice is nearly a shriek, the pitch sending a shock of pain up your skull.

You don’t make it very far in your tiny escape attempt, Johnny quickly hefting himself above you and pinning you down with his weight.

“Now, lass,” he scolds, face set in a frown that you can’t tell is sarcastic or serious. “What did I just say?”

You can’t make yourself speak, fingers trembling beside your head as you stare up at him with wide eyes.

“C’mon,” he goads, dropping his weight a little lower. “Just gotta do one thing for me to stay awake, tell me what it was.”

“I’m not-” you gasp a big breath, blinking up at the man above you. “I’m not fucking calming down! Get off of me, you freak, how dare you-”

“Alright!” He nearly shouts, drowning you out. “That’s enough of that. Back to sleep with you, I think. We’ll see if you can handle participating next time.”

He’s leaned to the side before you can really register what he’s said, scooping two little white pills into his palm and coming back over you.

“Open wide,” he taunts, lips curled into a small smirk as he holds his closed fist above your mouth.

Every instinct in you says to scream and shout, to fight back. But he’s got you pinned with your arms stuck between the two of you, unable to lift your hands and cover your mouth, so you clamp your lips as tightly shut as you can to keep him out.

Johnny only sighs, like you’re making his drugging terribly inconvenient. You squeeze your eyes shut to block out his face, praying that you’ll open them and this will all just be a terrible nightmare.

“Really, lass?” He complains, his free hand reaching up to pinch your nose. Without anything to hold him up, you’re nearly crushed beneath his body weight. “Very mature. I can pinch far longer than you can hold your breath, y’know. You’re making this difficult for no good reason.”

Your eyes fly open at that, glaring up at him with what you hope is a scathing look.

He only laughs.

“Very cute,” he hums, rubbing his nose against your cheek. Your chest burns from the lack of air. “I think you’ll be just perfect to keep around the house. You’ll brighten this place in all the right ways, won’t you?”

Your eyes well with tears as black stars begin to dance across your vision. Completely against your own will, your lips part and you suck in a deep breath.

Johnny doesn’t waste any time - you nearly choke on the pills as they fly down your throat with the air you desperately inhale. You nearly choke, hacking with tears streaming from your eyes, but Johnny just holds a hand over your mouth and brings you both up enough to harshly pat your back.

“There you go, you’re ok,” he mumbles in your ear, rubbing the place he’d slapped as your chest heaves with desperate breaths. The pills leave an uncomfortable lump in your throat, and you reach up to rub at it as if that will make it any better.

He stays like that, holding you close, for several long heartbeats.

“Good girl,” he hums, lips pressing to your temple and the sound rumbling through the contact. “I hope you won’t make me do that next time, I’d much rather you be awake for this next part.”

He lays you back slowly, and you distantly wonder what on Earth he’s given you to knock you out so quickly. Already your eyes feel heavier and you’ve hardly swallowed. You try to keep your eyes open as long as possible, which leaves you staring up at Johnny as he hovers above you.

“It’s not the worst thing, though,” he whispers, hand cupping your cheek and thumb passing your undereye. “I don’t mind having you like this, soft and sweet for me.”

Your eyes finally flutter shut just as you feel your legs being nudged apart.

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haleyrude · 2 months

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I Feel Safe with You

Pairing: Jake Webber x fem!reader

Disclaimer: I had this really cute idea of Jade dating someone with the complete opposite when it comes to style and more of a quieter personality. Maybe a couple different videos all together of Jake’s but with my own spice? It’s just some fluff. We’ll see. Enjoy!

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5 months of dating Jake Webber and it’s just now that you agreed to partake in one of his youtube videos. The world knows of your relationship with Jake. At first they were not accepting and you understood since a lot of the fans were still hung up on Jake and Tara. Plus your style is very different from Jake. Coquette style is the term you could use to describe your everyday clothes.

Jake had explained a little bit about the agenda today. You packed a small bag because Jake, Johnnie and you were all going to stay at the Queen Mary. You were not into haunted places but for Jake you’d suck it up. Zipping up your bag you walk to the full length mirror in your bedroom to check your outfit one more time before meeting Jake and Johnnie outside. Today you went with a baby blue bow in your hair. You’re warmer baby blue leggings under a darker shade of blue skirt that connect to the top half of your outfit being the same color. You did decide to put on black combat boots as you noticed that Jack and Johnnie seemed to favor those shoes, usually accompanying their black outfits. It was a bold decision on your part but you think that Jake would like the surprise. Accepting what you were wearing you grab your phone off the charger along with the bag on your bed and head outside locking the door on your way out.

You see the all too familiar Tesla outside and you see Jake leaning outside the car. His eyes lighting up once he sees you “Bunny!” He started calling you bunny after him explaining to you one day that the light colors you always wore reminded him of an innocent little bunny as he put it. His smile is big and you couldn’t help but smile back whenever you see those precious dimples of his. Before anything he wraps his arms around you and you drop your bag to put your arms around his neck and lean up to meet his lips in a kiss. The tiny electric zap you felt everytime you both kissed never left since the first one. He leaned back from the kiss taking you in. “You look beautiful, and I love the shoes” he leans down to get a better look as you chuckle to yourself. “Hey guys we have a video to shoot” you jumped not even realizing Johnnie rolled down his window. Jake took your bag to put in the trunk and you smiled at Johnnie, “I told you that you didn’t have to sit in the back just because I’m here” He rolled his eyes playfully, “Just sit up front, I know you want to be next to your lover boy” You did as he said. Johnnie and you have developed a good relationship since you were always going over to Jake and Johnnie’s place to hang out.

Jake slides into the driver seat putting his seatbelt on and turning his gaze to you, “so here’s the plan’ he held up his finger and pressed record on the camera he had situated on the dashboard of his car. “Hey guys it’s Jake and today I have a very special guest” “ME!” Johnnie puts his hands up and it makes you laugh. “Yes it’s Johnnie, but we also have my girlfriend joining us today in our adventure tonight. It’s going to be a long video so hold onto your horses” you quirked an eyebrow at him after waving to the camera, never hearing that phrase come out of his mouth. “So here’s the plan, we’re going to the store to get snacks and drinks because it’s going to be a long night. We will be staying overnight at the Queen Mary.” “I’m not excited about this,” Johnnie added. “How’re you feeling Bunny?” you couldn’t help the blush on your face knowing that his fans will be watching this. “I’m nervous for sure but it should be fun” Jake started speaking again, “ Alright with that we will see you all at the store” he leaned forward and clicked the button on the camera to stop recording.

“What music do you want to listen to, Bunny?” you sat with your hands in your lap as you looked over at Jake, his eyes bright, the slight smile that’s always on his face, his sharp jawline, tamed hair and the tattoos on his arms as that’s the only exposed skin you could see. “Whatever Johnnie wants” you smiled sweetly as Johnnie cheered in the back seat. With that, some alternative music played in the background as Jake started driving toward Walmart. It was already dark out so you could only assume it was the Queen Mary you all were staying at and not a hotel.

At Walmart, Johnnie was holding the camera filming Jake and you as you three went around the store with a cart getting snacks. Jake and Johnnie continuously make you laugh with their ridiculous jokes and comments. In a random aisle as Jake is talking he randomly starts singing ‘Fall for you by secondhand serenade’ you couldn’t help but join in as he was just singing the chorus. When you both stopped singing you looked down blushing slightly not noticing the way Jake looked at you with so much adoration in his eyes, the camera catching everything. While shopping it was the little things Jake did, putting his hand on your back, holding onto your hand and sneaking forehead kisses whenever he could. That’s what you loved about Jake, he was funny and entertaining but he cared with his whole heart.

After Jake put the snack bags in the trunk, you all got in the car and headed toward the Queen Mary. Your anxiety was getting worse as you got closer and closer to the ship. You’ve never been to the Queen Mary but you heard of it, and saw the video with Sam, Colby and Jake. It never looks so bad behind a screen but you could only imagine what they were actually feeling during the whole thing. Pulling up to it would never prepare you for the feeling of dread that washed over you. The ship is way bigger than you expected and you wish you could back out of the video but you’d never want to disappoint Jake like that. The expression on his face when you agreed to finally be on a video is something that you’ll never forget. Your heart felt so full that day.

Getting out of the car, Jake waved over someone you couldn’t see until they got closer. Then you realized it was their friend/cameraman. He immediately set everything up and you stood in front of the ship. Jake in the middle of you and Johnnie. The camera started recording and Jake started, “Ok, so as you see, we’re in front of the Queen Mary, one of the most haunted places in the United States.’ Jake stopped talking and said “look behind you” you immediately wrapped your arms around Jake, his arm going around you and started rubbing circles on your arm with his thumb “Oh god what’s there?” It was a man wanting to hear Jake talk about the ship. So he continued talking about different facts about the ship, you still held onto him as he made you feel safe and protected. You three talked about ghosts and then made the journey onto the ship. Refusing to let go of Jake’s hand, you made it to the lobby to get the keys to your room.

Jake held both your bags as you got the keys to the room. Jake and Johnnie kept making jokes to lighten the mood which worked. Your nerves were still all over the place but being with them helped. The ship was absolutely exquisite, carpet lined the floors, polished oak for the walls, not much furniture but still pretty either way.

The hallways were very creepy and gave you an uneasy feeling. As you all were stopped and the boys were talking to the camera there were footsteps in the background so you all looked toward the noise waiting to see someone walk out and it never happened so you went to investigate but no one was there. Your heart dropped, not seeing anything to explain the footsteps. Continuing on everytime Jake gasped when he saw something you jumped a bit into him ready for something to jump out at you but it was just him wanting to point something out. You took some deep breaths to keep your nerves in check but it was getting worse. Getting to the front of the ship, you couldn’t help but laugh as Jake and Johnnie did the titanic stance. You were on edge, nervous that one of them would fall over the railing but you let them have their fun. Everytime Jake laughed you just wanted to kiss him endlessly as it was a noise you never wanted to stop listening to.

Going back to the ship you made it to an elevator and a maintenance guy stopped you to explain some things he experienced. The air in the room seemed heavy. Moving on from the elevator you started walking toward the pool area. The cameraman was catching a conversation between you and Johnnie as Jake walked a bit in front of you both. All of a sudden your foot slipped from under you and you hit the floor. Johnnie knelt down to help you up as Jake came over looking concerned. “Bunny, what happened?” After Johnnie helped you up you slid your foot on the ground, “The floor is very slippery, sorry” Jake hugged you, “don’t be sorry, as long as you’re okay.”

Jake suggested visiting the most haunted room in the ship, you really didn’t want to go but you followed regardless. Nothing exciting happened where the room was located and you were grateful. Finally making it toward the room you were all staying in, Jake put the bags on the bed. It was a decent sized room. A room with two twin beds and then one queen bed. There was a lot of space but the room still made you feel some type of way. Johnnie made a joke about Jake and you not being able to keep quiet during the night which made you blush once more.

Exploring the room, Jake wanted to do a seance with candles. Jake made sure all the doors were closed and then sat down with you and Johnnie lighting the candle. You scooted closer to Jake and he put a hand on your knee making you feel better. You all heard tapping and you grabbed Jake’s hand. The room was dark, the air still heavy, you three closed your eyes as Jake started. “Is anyone here with us?” you followed up “If there’s someone here with us, give us a sign” Johnnie asked a question after and the camera glitched. Once verifying the camera was still working Jake continued with the questions. You heard a few more noises, “Jake I think you have a connection” you whispered as the bathroom door opened. You all jumped, your anxiety was through the roof. All three of you jumped up trying to debunk why the door opened. Jake walked toward the door and closed it once more after checking the bathroom.

Jake wanted to continue with the seance. Johnnie stated that he was scared to continue. You all took a moment to calm down and then Jake blew out the candle as you all heard a noise by the bathroom so you all got up and stood by the bathroom door. The door once again opened and Jake pushed you behind him as Johnnie backed up. “We’re done” Johnnie said and you couldn’t agree more. The camera was shut off after that. “Hey listen man, I’m not sleeping here” Johnnie looked paler than normal. Jake shook his head in agreement, “Let’s head back home and I’ll end the video there.”

As soon as you stepped off the Queen Mary you felt like a weight was lifted from you and you were able to breathe lighter. The car ride back to Jake and Johnnie’s was quiet. Jake brought the bags in the house, “Let’s end the video real quick” we followed him to the living room where he lifted the camera. “Ok so we decided that we were not staying at the Queen Mary and went back home. Thanks so much for watching and I’ll see you all soon!” He shut the camera off as Johnnie walked away to his bedroom you assumed. “Bunny’ Jake looked toward you holding your shoulders, ‘did you want to go home or stay with me?” You never slept over Jake’s, though you’ve been over more than a dozen times. You bit your lip and nodded not wanting to stay at your place alone. He smiled lowering to kiss you. It was short and sweet before he went to get your bags and lead you to his room. “You can get changed and I’ll be back in a minute.” He left the room and you changed into a light pink short and t-shirt pajama set. Taking your bow out of your hair and walking to his connecting bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth.

Once finished you walked out seeing Jake shirtless in his bed. You stood there smiling. He patted the spot next to him, “Come here Bunny, I won’t bite unless you ask me too” You chuckled while getting under the covers next to him. He shut his lamp and put his arms around you pulling you closer. You felt safe in Jake's arms, you felt like you were at home. “Thank you for today, I know it was a lot for you but you were gorgeous and did a great job” he kissed the top of your head. “I had fun besides almost peeing myself multiple times” That made him laugh. It was quiet for a moment, “Bunny?” you looked over able to see him now that your eyes have adjusted to the darkness, “Yeah” “I love you” he held you tighter as he waited for a response. You couldn’t help the smile that took over your face, “I love you too” With that you both fell asleep in each other's arms.

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downtownbunnybaby · 1 year

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JACKASS CHRISTMAS SPECIAL

Jackass x G!N Reader

A/N: accidentally deleted the ask in my inbox requesting a Jackass Christmas special, so I really hope this reached the person who asked.

Description: Christmas Activities With the Jackass guys. Fluff. SWF. Once again Johnny Knoxville romance subplot. This came out a litte shorter than I wanted but at least it's here. It's more of a blurb than a full length fic but whatever.

Warnings: emetophobia, swearing, alcohol consumption, Bam being a flirt, MAJOR romantic Johnny Knoxville subplot, and general Jackass nonsense.

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From your days working at Big Brother Magazine, the Christmas parties always felt close to you. This year was the first official Jackass Christmas party, and everyone had the full intention of making it remarkable.

You entered the elevator, heading to the floor the Jackass offices currently reside. You had spent all night baking an assortment of sugar and gingerbread cookies, and although you weren't the best, you still had an affinity for baking. As each ding signaled your destination, you grew increasingly more excited. Once the elevator doors open, a sweet familiar face greets you.

“Hi, doll,” Johnny smiles, swiftly taking the container of cookies from your hands and placing a quick kiss on your cheek. “Notice anything new?” You smile at his outfit. You had purchased matching Christmas sweaters to wear to the party, but you had no idea Johnny would follow through.

“You look amazing,” You say as you make your way to the party.

“I had to let everyone know you’re mine,” It’s the last thing he says before you’re interrupted by your friends greeting and offering you an assortment of drinks and snacks. Festive ornaments and colorful lights decorated the room, and the smell of pine and cinnamon lingered in the air. You could only assume it was an attempt to mask the smell of cigarettes and vomit.

Everyone was in the holiday spirit, laughing, joking, and sharing stories about their wildest stunts from the past year. You stood by the snacks, listening to Steveo retell how he made it into Big Brother Magazine.

“Yeah, dude, I jumped into the freezing water because I wanted to be famous so badly,”

“We almost ditched you,” Adds Tremaine, laughing at Steveo’s shocked face.

“Not cool, man,”

Preston and Wee-Man join you at the snack table as the conversation evolves into a bodily fluid talk.

“Here! have a cookie,” The duo graciously takes your homemade cookies, despite the burnt edges and other “minor” flaws. “Good, right!”

“A little burnt but still pretty good,” Says Wee-Man, taking another bite of the gingerbread man. Preston nods in agreement.

“Yes! Here, let me get you a drink,” The two laugh at your enthusiasm as you pour them eggnog. Wee-Man does not hesitate to take the cup from your hand, the burnt part of the cookie becoming a little too dry in his mouth. However, Preston simply eyes the eggnog in the festive paper cup, shaking his head. “Don’t ever offer me eggnog again,”

“Why? What happened? You ask, not understanding his deadpan expression and displeasure with eggnog.

Laughing, Wee-Man reminds you of a skit from the Christmas Episode. “Frosty drank 100 cups of eggnog,”

“So did I, and I can still drink eggnog,” You add, still not understanding his dilemma.

Preston simply shakes his head in disbelief. “You gave up after 10 cups,”

Before you can respond, Spike announces that it’s time for secret Santa.

“I hope you know I’m offended by your comment, Preston,” You break into a fit of giggles, incapable of being solemn. It was your idea to do secret Santa, and you could not be more excited. Naturally, you gravitated to sit on the floor between Pontius and Knoxville. Chris grins, snatching the gift from your hand and viciously shaking the box.

“...I wonder what’s in there,” Chris lets out his hearty laugh as you snatch the box back.

“I guess you’ll have to wait because it’s not for you,”

“Y/N,” Spike announced. “The floor is yours,” You stick out your tongue at Pontius before getting up and addressing the room.

“As you all know, every year, I start secret Santa and set the bar extremely high,” You’re satisfied with the chuckles erupting in the room. “Bam, would you like to go first,” Again, everyone laughs at your subtle insult at Bam.

Bam simply rolls his eyes but can't contain the slight smile creeping up as he shoves his gift bag into Ryan’s chest.

“No way!” Ryan exclaims. “I got you, too,” Handing Bam his gift.

“How?! You rigged the game!” Steveo shouts, earning minimal groans of agreement.

“We all randomly picked from a hat!” Ryan bites back. “You were there!” The two open their presents. Ryan is a little more careful than Bam, who opted to rip the bag instead of peeking inside it like a sane individual. They both had somehow gifted each other Westchester memorabilia. Dunn a T-Shirt and Bam a hoodie.

Chris went next. Pretending to place the gift in your lap, he swerves at the last moment placing it in Johnny’s hands and placing a sloppy kiss on his cheek.

“Chris may be a sex symbol, but I only have eyes for you,” Johnny states, chuckling at Chris’ face of disappointment.

Nearly everyone had received and opened their presents. You had lost track of the number of gifts opened because of the numerous cups of eggnog you had. A secret ingredient graciously added by Wee-Man. Of course, you were one of the few who still had a festive box in their lap. You’re pulled from your trance by Dave waving a small box in front of your slightly glossy-red eyes.

“Merry Christmas, Y/N,” He says, returning to his spot next to Ehren and Preston. You stared at the red and green striped wrapping paper, excitedly anxious to unwrap it. Ehren decided he couldn't wait and shouted at you, receiving a head slap from Dave. Your grin widened at the gift—a framed photo of one of your first skits together; Urban Kayaking. You enthusiastically showed the group the picture—you and Dave helping Ehren out of a fountain he kayaked in somewhere in Los Angeles.

Finally, it was your turn to reveal your secret Santa, although it was already obvious who it was. Circling the room, you pretend to hand it to someone. Once they reach for it, you dramatically move on. Eventually, the gift lands in the lap of Spike Jonez. Shouting at him to open it, you stumble back to your spot on the floor.

“Woah. Is this…” He says, in shock.

“The first and only copy of the failed skate video we made,” You reply, giggling at his reaction. When you started working for Big Brother Magazine, Spike and you attempted to make a skate video. However, you failed to make any of the skate tricks. The video finished as a compilation of you eating shit for an hour and eventually scrapped.

“Y/N, where did you even get the footage to make it into a DVD?” He asks, genuinely confused. As far as he knew, he lost the camera with the footage years ago.

“That is classified,” You say, poorly winking at Tremaine, who had stolen the camera from Spike after an argument.

As the group dispersed into smaller batches, Bam quickly grabbed your hand, pushing Dunn and Ehren away, who wanted to follow.

“Oh, I see what he’s doing,” Says Ehren, catching the attention of Knoxville.

“Should we tell him?” Ryan inquires.

“No, I think Knox’s got it,” Adds Chris. The three men snicker as Johnny makes his way to an unbeknownst Bam.

“Y/N, notice where we are?” Bam asks, hoping you’d look up on you’re own.

“The doorway?”

He huffs, gradually losing his patience with you. “Yes, but look—”

“Bam, Jeff needs you,” Johnny interrupts, slightly pushing him away from you.

Bam rolls his eyes, telling you not to move, and mumbling curses towards Jeff and Knoxville.

Johnny’s fixed expression is replaced by his signature smile once he sees you. “Jeff doesn't need him,”

You playfully hit his chest, flustered by his antics. “You did that on purpose, didn't you?!”

Tilting his sunglasses so you can see his eyes, he leans forward, whispering. “Bam’s been trying to get you over here all evening,” Thinking his statement is a joke, you giggle but find no hints of comedy in his eyes.

“What’s so special about a doorway?”

Now it's Knoxville’s turn to laugh. You could be so ditzy. That’s what hanging out with a bunch of jackasses all day-every day does to a person. Regardless, Johnny liked you all the same. He softly grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up, and that's when you saw it—mistletoe. You couldn't help but grin widely—a rose tint emerging on your cheeks.

“You do know what a mistletoe means, or do I also have to explain that to you,” He teases, enjoying how you roll your eyes and softy punch his chest. You’re quick to shut him up by pulling him into a kiss way too heated for the “work” setting. Unfortunately, the romance temporarily fizzles with gasps and shouts from Bam.

“They’re together?!”

“Yes! Everyone knew except you,” Dunn replies, slapping the top of his friend's head.

“Why does Knoxville get everything?! Christmas is about giving to others!”

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Merry Christmas from Jackass

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A/N: I hope you all have a wonderful holiday.

#jackass #bam margera #johnny knoxville #ryan dunn #viva la bam #jackass tumblr #cky #danger ehren #dave england #wee man #steve o #chris pontius #preston lacy #jackass fic #jackass x reader #johnny knoxville x reader #jackass headcanons

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oldfashionedmorphine · 10 months

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well now i can’t say “nobody asked for this…”

(dear anon, i hope this helps!)

fyi—i spend way too much of my time looking things up for this fic… and this is some of what i saved when it came to outfits/hair and also just some basics info/stuff :)

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mike in 2004

hair: styled like johnny depp’s hair in the 90s… he’s kept it shoulder length or longer since 1986—he ditched the bangs at some point in the early 90s! and since he doesn’t dye it, there’s some gray throughout

outfits: white or black t-shirt’s, black jeans, and converse high tops are still his bread-and-butter base. his style is pretty consistent because he’s not a big fan of change—he likes what he likes! it’s just super easy for him to throw something else over a plain t-shirt and walk out the door.

overall: he doesn’t typically keep his face clean-shaven, call it laziness, but sometimes he will wait two weeks or more between picking up a razor. he’s still skinny because he doesn’t always eat right, skipping meals because he gets too distracted with video games, but years of drinking are starting to take a toll and reflect in his skin, at times looking sallow

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will in 2004

hair: styled basically like whatever hayden christensen was doing to his hair in 2003/2004, also not a fan of hair dye, and also as he got older there was a bit more wave to his hair

outfits: wears lots of flannels, band/graphic tees, polos, button ups with sweater vests, jeans/corduroy/khaki pants, adidas/saucony jazz/new balance style sneakers—usually laid back but he will also use any excuse to dress it up! wears square-framed tortoiseshell glasses since 2001 (when he had to renew his driver’s license he couldn’t pass the eyesight test—got his eyes checked and sure enough he needed glasses!)—and included that picture of noah wearing glasses cause when i saw it i was like, wow yeah, that’s not too far off, just change the frames and age him 15 years… lol

overall: usually keeps his face free of any stubble, also has a few gray hairs but not as many as mike and he likes to walk or run for exercise to better keep in shape, in the summer he’s been known to pick up a tan, and he has one tattoo—the word “love” written in morse code under the scar from where nancy burnt him with a hot iron [ .-.. --- ...- . ]

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holly in 2004

(holly is 24, about the same age as kristen bell so I kinda picture her from veronica mars season 1 but with long hair/dyed like cady heron from “mean girls”—holly watched the movie earlier that year and liked the look!)

outfits: low rise flare jeans, denim jackets, fitted shirts, canvas vans sneakers, low top converse

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el in 2004

hair: long, always past her shoulders at least—she doesn’t like cutting it short for obvious reasons—she also dyes it and never skimps on spending money to maintain it and loves adding things like butterfly clips or barrettes with sparkles

outfits: she loves fashion and experimenting with her wardrobe. lots of delicate details and whimsy. a lot of what claire danes and anne hathaway were wearing 2002-2004

what she’s up to: el never went to college, but attends a few business seminars in between all her world travels and eventually invests some of her government hush money into opening a vintage/antique shop in hawkins that her and joyce run together.

el’s exact outfit from ch 8!

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outfit inspiration for mike + will in 1999 (aka for ch. 15)

mike: black jeans, ochre yellow striped button down, and of course he would’ve worn his typical converse shoes if he had to physically travel to the house that night, but alas… lol

will: brown dress shoes (normally wears sneakers, but for special occasions he gets fancy), light wash denim with navy turtle neck, plus brown leather jacket

(yes… i purposefully made them wear each others colors 😏)

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the mood board i made for nancy + jonathan’s wedding in 1993

(i’ve posted this before but idk how many of you saw it lol)

of course there is more i could add and sadly there’s things i’ve since cleared from my phone like the picture i had saved of a wedding dress i thought nancy would wear… but if there is anything else you’d like to know, i’m always down to talk more about this story! send me a message—you don’t have to stay on anon unless you wanna, but i don’t bite!! ;)

#iawwyh #nonsense about my fic #if my drawing skills weren’t so rusty…#i would draw something from each chapter lol #very out of practice and no longer have my wacom tablet #and it would take me forever :(#so this was the next best thing for me :D

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hoperays-song · 3 months

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I wonder, with the possibility of having a sing 3 sequel, I wonder if Ryan would even be in it. If he would be added , I'm curious if they would redesign him to be more unique, in Sing 2 he looked like any other tiger character in the movie, considering he has the same models as the tiger background, and considering that the main cast have unique models that differentiate them from the other background characters that are the same animals as them.

I wonder what would his redesign would look like to make him more unique that removes him from the background but also relates to him as a part of the cast.

What do you think his design would be if he was added?

Thanks so much for the ask! And I'm sorry for the rambling that's about to follow this, I just really love this topic. Hope you enjoy though! - <3 Gooseless

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Ryan does actually have a unique model! His stripe pattern and eye color is completely unique to him, as well as his build being slightly different. Which is why the tiger we see at the auditions is Ryan in my opinion, as legit every other tiger has the same stripes besides that one (who we actually never see audition so might just be there as a represenative).

We only see two other tigers in the movies (that I could find) and while their stripe patterns aren't the same, they are more similar to each other than Ryan. Ryan has a distinct flame shaped stripe on his left cheek. And while the other two's stripes are similar, that's because bengal tigers do have those type stripes on their cheeks.

See below the facial patterns on an actual bengal tiger:

And then the stripes of the two other tigers we see:

And finally, there's my boy Ryan:

They are distinct from the other stripe patterns we've seen, no longer sickle shaped but flame shaped on the left cheek.

And while it is compressed in the auditions photo. you can see the blobs that would likely look like the other flame branches if he had higher pixelation in this frame (he's tiny and in the background).

And the other two tigers we see, though not in the best pixelation or lighting, seem to have dark colored eyes, while Ryan's are very noticeably green, and likely a shade between olive and sage green judging by how it changes in the various lightings. Even in the auditions, that tiger has a lighter coloured iris.

And as for builds, we'll use a handy dandy chart!

As for the other two, we actually see two different builds for them too. While Ryan is an inverted triangle (mesomorph), which is also Johnny's too for reference, the other tigers do seem to be rectangular in build (to be fair they are in loose clothing and that is my perspective of it but this also would align more with actual tigers too). They also differ from endomorphs and ectomorphs as well.

*Sorry photos aren't the best and from weird angles, they literally are barely on screen lol*

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Ok now on to the redesign. The reason Ryan looks more like a background character despite his unique model is his clothing imo. Whenever we see him, he's either in a uniform (the leotard and leggings), or very plain, nondescript clothing (the costume underclothes and the suit).

So, we can fix this by giving him a new outfit! Which is amazing because otherwise we would have to change the entire model and that would take forever lol.

Almost all the teen/younger characters wear jeans in the movies (the exceptions are the eldest two, Nooshy and Ash) and Ryan does seem to be at least close to Johnny's age so he joins the jean club. Now adding cuffed light wash jeans to his outfit.

Second, Ryan gives off strong perfectionist vibes. You don't become a principal (or at least high up) dancer at a company like the one we see him in as young as he likely is without an ambitious and perfectionist streak a mile wide. So we're gonna go with something that codes that to the audience (aka yes, somewhat stereotypical clothing for that cliche), a dark green sweatshirt over a white button up. This type of aesthetic is also not used by any of the main cast so far and the dark green accent will highlight his eye color, making it stand out more and further giving him a unique look.

And for accessories, which please let's give these kids jewelry, I typically describe Ryan as having two double lobe earrings, with one being a long simple gold one and another that is either a rainbow heart or a gold stud. I also give him a jade and gold necklace (which is tiger shaped in the continuation fic) and have him wear dark green sneakers for more green accents. You can also add in a brown or black belt if you want so he can tuck in the sweatshirt and shirt, but those don't necessarily have to be showing.

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So, yeah, that's how I would change Ryan's design to make him fit more in with the rest of the main cast! I really hope we do see more of Ryan, though I am not sold on the idea of a third movie, so I'm pretty sure I'd prefer to see him in shorts lol. But I hope you enjoyed all of this chaos of a character design analysis/comparison of sorts, thanks again for the ask!

#sing 2 #sing ryan #ryan my boy #essentially i would just put him in his continuation fic outfit lol #but a character with a darker green colour palette and an academic aesthetic is not part of the troupe now so he'd be very recognizable #also would really contrast johnny's skater style which i love #gives prep and punk vibes which is adorable #if you cant tell i like character design lol #and ramble a lot #also yes i do believe ryan was supposed to be a bigger character in the movie #i mean he has his own model and is the only named dancer and could be a really cool parallel for johnny #but thats a rant for another day

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literaticat · 14 days

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Hi Jennifer,

So art notes for PB should be minimal. We’re supposed leave absolutely as much room for the illustrator as possible.

But for graphic novels, the writer provides lots of descriptions, breaks the script into pages and panels, has notes about emotions and tone, etc etc. There’s so much to do in illustrating a GN that it takes some load off the artist to predecide a lot of stuff.

So, my question is: how should a writer (who is not an illustrator) format a “script” for a comics-style pb and handle those “art notes”? Do PB editors know how to read a comics script? Should we still be leaving as much room for the illustrator as possible? Should we break the script into pages and panels?

Thank you!!!

First, yes, you are correct on both your first points.

A script for a graphic novel looks much like a screenplay. The "Art Notes" are where descriptive places would be in a screenplay. The dialogue is tagged, as are sound effects.

So it might look something like:

Page 1.

Exterior, a suburban neighborhood at sunset -- the street lights have just come on, and a boy, age 10, stocky build, is building something in a treehouse while MOM, still wearing nursing scrubs from a long day at work, calls to him from the doorway.

1981: Two Days Before Doomsday

It started like every other night.

MOM: "Johnny Jefferson, you get in this house right now!"

JOHNNY: [hastily putting a cover over his creation] "ALRIGHT, Ma!"

[Johnny scrambles out of the tree-house and Mom returns to the kitchen]

Page 2.

Interior, a homey but somewhat cluttered working class home. DAD is already at the table, drinking a beer and watching the news on an old-fashioned small B&W TV. 12-year-old sister JOSIE is setting the table with a sour expression on her face, Mom is clearly annoyed and plating lasagna as Johnny, disheveled, pulls up a chair.

TV announcer: [blaring] "More after an ad from our sponsor!"

JOSIE: "Thanks for helping, nimrod!"

JOHNNY: "Whatever, buttface!"

MOM: "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!"

The kids are shocked silent

TV: "Friends, do you have wobbly dentures?"

MOM: "DAVE. TV. NOW."

Dad shuts off the TV and everyone is now obviously abashed and on their "best behavior"

MOM: "THANK you." [demeanor changes to bright and cheery] "Now, who is going to say Grace?"

Though that's just a for-example. There are lots of ways to do it, and you aren't going to get dinged as long as you are consistent and it makes sense. You are leaving room for the illustrator here - you don't need to specify exactly what the characters are wearing or what they look like or what is happening unless it's actually important to the story. So for some stories, these descriptions will be VERY important. For some, not so much. In my example, it's important that Johnny is 10, that he's stocky, that the neighborhood is suburban, that the mom is a nurse, that the street lights have just come on, that they have a small, old TV, that dad is drinking beer, that it's a little cluttered, etc. It's NOT particularly important what kind of home it is (craftsman? ranch? etc) or what color hair mom has or what the other details are -- the illustrator will add all kinds of other details that round out this family.

Some authors do paginate, and I think can be helpful for you to do so so that both you, and the reader/editor/artist can tell how many pages the dang thing is going to be and approximately what's on each page -- if you have a TON of dialogue on one page for example, that's going to be a problem -- the artist needs to actually have room for all those words AND the pictures. Some authors get into the weeds about panels-per-page, etc, some only put that when it is important to the pacing of the page or something. Neither is strictly necessary, though.

There are lots of resources about how to format a GN online, and I'd also suggest you study books like Words for Pictures and Understanding Comics (and I'm sure there are lots of other good ones!) so you can get a better idea of what the medium is all about.

(And a PB editor may or may not be a GN editor. GN editors do, indeed, know how to read a GN script!)

#graphic novels #formatting

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gemini-sensei · 1 year

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You know what I think is one of the most stupid things in early Cobra Kai was?

The whole thing with Hawk’s lip.

I find his scar to be extremely attractive, like a lot. Like scars in general are pretty attractive, but lip scars are so cute and hot, even sexy.

It was just stupid that that was the only thing they could do to make Eli “less attractive” and use as a joke to “not get girls”.

I would have licked that shit so much while kissing him-

-Sensei-Venus

@sensei-venus

I agree, it's stupid, like most bullying is. But I also understand from a visual media standpoint why they chose to go with it.

Giving Eli a visual reason to get bullied was the easiest way to explain why he was being bullied instead of giving us more background information on his character given the runtime of each episode. Using a visual is more effective in that regard, as in other shows have had to use flashbacks to show an embarrassing event or younger version of the character to explain the reason for bullying. Think Hanna from Pretty Little Liars except that's a terrible example because to show she was "fat" before, they stuffed her clothes and made her eat all the time and didn't treat her ED seriously.

However, Eli's scar proves more visual aid throughout the show. In season 1 it's very obvious and catches the audience's eye without it being pointed out. It serves to show how shitty characters like Yasmine and Kyler are and that they are going to be our main characters' antagonists this season. Ofc we know that Yasmine is Aisha's main bully and Kyler is Miguel, Eli, and Demetri's. Making this line clear is important lays out the stakes for not only Miguel, but Eli as well, since it's Miguel that shows Eli he can be strong too.

(This is getting so much longer than I thought it would be lol)

Following season 1, Eli's scar becomes less obvious and this isn't just because of the mohawk and such. This is an intentional makeup choice made so that our eyes are drawn to the mohawk just like Johnny said. His scar is more subtle as his confidence grows, especially in the red Hawk era.

These two pictures illustrate it pretty well. Never mind the fact that one is an extreme close up, it's still obvious that the scar has been changed so that our eyes become drawn to what's most obvious (also notice how basically the same colors are used for this, Eli's scar is almost red in contrast with his skin tone while his mohawk is bright red in contrast with his natural hair color).

In closeups and scenes with bright lighting, it's still obviously there, I think because they're moments where he's talking and it's important to remind the audience that the scar is still there, but it's not at the forefront of your mind because of the action or conversation taking place. This is important because after the forced shave, his scar is used to bully him once again. The contrast comes back as Eli's confidence plummets.

I'm not a film studies student, so maybe I'm reading too much into this. Also I know this had almost nothing to do with anything you said Venus but lol this has been on my mind since day one and I saw my moment to talk about it.

And I know that this had to be intentional because all the way back in S1 for the halloween dance, they still put the scar makeup on Jacob even though he was going to be wearing the mask to hide it the whole time! Whether this was just leftover from filming a previous scene, it still feels very intentional!

All this to say, yes, getting bullied for a scar is stupid and it didn't have to be that for Eli to get bullied. Kids and teenagers, however, can be very cruel. I know; as early as 2nd grade I was bullied for being fat - how original. I was tubby and kids always poked me and laughed at me because I was the only fat kid in class (as well as the new kid). Being different from everyone else is unfortunately one of the big things that gets kids bullied.

Bullies suck, bottom line.

And I agree, that scar is so hot. Honestly anything about the lip area of the face that is different is immediately attractive to me, even just a smile can be so attractive to me. This is probably why the only part of myself I like is my lips because I actually have a freckle on my upper lip, not that anyone else has cared to notice.

Idk what the point of this was. I'm not a film studies student, but I am getting my AA degree 🤷‍♀️ so whatever that counts for ig. Did any of this even make sense? jfc I could write a book about all the ways I could pick apart this show and how much it's actually affected my life in the best way possible.

Starting with sexy lip scars!

#gemini sensei #idk what this is #what have I done #cobra kai #discussion #lol #ig #sensei venus #sensei venus speaks #jacob bertrand #lip scars are sexy #eli hawk moskowitz #eli moskowitz #what are my tags #jfc

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overthinkingtaleblr · 1 year

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omg you wanna know more uhhh okay okay-

so, ghost doesnt exactly KNOW jimmy's there. he can feel SOMETHING, when jimmy exits his body, but not see or hear him. jimmy can interact with electronics & tvs in a way that makes them "glitch out", and ghost is NOT happy when his phone overloads because jimmy decided to screw with him and he cant figure it out.

jimmy can only be away around... 10-15 feet? <- not sure if thats too large or too small. his "ghost" (hehe) form is translucent, with his body looking like.... jello? almost? idk how else to describe it. its colored in a way that you know hes wearing something, but the colors mix and gradient together so much it just looks like hes a tie-dyed humanoid jello ghost. he CAN touch people, but only the ones who can actually see him.

enter: gavin.

thanks to... whatevers going on, his ✨special eyes✨ can see Jimmy. and hear him (but only if jimmy is close enough. like... uncomfortably close) jimmy isnt always outside of johnny, though, and just because hes in ghosts mind doesnt mean hes actively possessing him (sometimes he just wants to do the demon equivalent of sleep.... in someone elses mind. yeah idk)

so first meetings were. a biiiiit awkward. because gavin just stared at jimmy, and jimmy stared back, and jimmy said something, but gavin couldnt hear him, because ghost was too far away, so it was just like:

gavin:"!!!!"

jimmy:"?....!!!!!!!!!"

and when asked about jimmy, and realizing neither his brother nor his brothers "best friend" could see him, he decided to keep coming back to ghost. at first, toast got... uncomfortable. because his brother is almost never around, and now hes here? for ghost??

but THAT jealousy quickly diminishes because gavin tells him about jimmy, and to not tell ghost, because having a demon attached to you is QUITE terrifying, especially since that demon MURDERS people. (respawning is a thing, yes, but only those in proximity to billy)

anyways, its a romcom sitcom type deal, with ghost and toast having a weird "were not dating but i treat you like were married" and javin having a "you murder/con people and i think thats hot" thing

HELLO ANON MY FRIEND ANON I HAVE THE POST IT’S HERE THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WAITING!

I love Jimmy being able to mess with electricity! It gives this really fun idea of Casket’s arrival being preceded by the lights flickering out or the radio screeching with static and I think that’s Super Cool. It also gives him an additional level of paranormal-ness that he normally doesn’t have!

I think 10-15 feet is a pretty good distance, especially if they’re inside and he can go through walls. Most ‘haunted’ buildings that have some form of public interest are large and cramped— old hotels, prisons, and hospitals. When it’s like that, Jimmy doesn’t need to go far to scare people and wreak havoc in places PIE can’t reach. Plus, if anyone in the team manages to convince Jimmy to work with them, that’s a good enough distance for him to be able to actually help out while keeping maguffins out of reach… also. The Jell-O texture made me think of Slimer from Ghost Busters (i say that with love)

ENTER GAVIN— that’s a pretty interesting take on their relationships! The romcom vibes are Exceptional and I could see some stories where these relationships bring about Really Funny plots… including one where Gavin has to explain what about a serial killer is so appealing for a relationship, or one where like Gavin and Ghost / Toast and Casket have to work together and neither team is very happy with it. Love it.

#taleblr #johnny ghost #johnny toast #jimmy casket #Gavin toast #javin

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kwangyadetective · 1 year

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🏁 Ay-Yo: Lore Elements and Thoughts

First theory post of 2023!!! But the reason why I am not writing this as an official theory is because... I’m confused😭 I remember saying I have some thoughts about Ay-Yo but after some thinking... it just doesn’t add up.

Looking at the MV itself, it feels like this Repackage, the MV is more towards aesthetic than lore? Plus even Dream’s Repackage Beatbox doesn’t really add up to the story in Glitch Mode. So it might be safe to say that Repackage MVs don’t exactly have a connection? Well either way, I have decided that If I want to write a full theory, I’d rather wait for their next comeback. BUTT if maybe a new idea came to mind so of course I will make another post.

Initially I wanted to draw some ideas from the term ‘Valhalla’ since they mentioned it a lot and it stands out.

“It is described as a majestic hall located in Asgard and presided over by the god Odin. Half of those who die in combat enter Valhalla, while the other half are chosen by the goddess Freyja to reside in Fólkvangr. (Wikipedia)

“The idea of an afterlife in Valhalla was a strong motivating force for the Vikings, especially before they went into battle, because only the fallen warriors that the god Odin deemed worthy and brave enough could reach Valhalla.“ (Encyclopedia Britannia)

In short, it is like heaven for the heroes. At first I thought maybe like this is where the Neos go after they faced the snake in 2Baddies, but looking at the MV, the overall look and aesthetics just don’t make sense. Shouldn’t the place look more heavenly? Less futuristic and their clothes look too street.

With that out of the way, lets just jump into the elements

1. Wormhole

It was mentioned in the lyrics.

“I pass through the wormhole”

A wormhole isn’t something new in the Neos lore. Essentially it took them from one place to another, or the dream world to the Reality. In their past contents, I don’t remember them using it if they were to travel from Dream to Reality UNLESS when it was NCT2020 since it involves way more people. Plus that’s a different story than the usual Dream-Reality back and forth traveling. My speculation is that, it might be needed for another NCT union project, whether its this year or next year.

2. Dream-Red and Reality-Blue

If you look into that room where Johnny and Yuta were in the MV, it changes colors from Blue to Red. When ithe light was Red, you can see that the members were doing abnormal things like floating or walking in air. This is because in the Dream world you have more possibilities and free while in Reality, you are restricted. This is a common idea since 2018 of the color associations. It makes sense too why there are many Red in the MV because they are in a Dream.

3. Jaehyun

Jaehyun definitely has an important role because he was in the snake’s grasp. Thought I’m not very sure of why he is wearing a suit, wore some sunglasses, and was walking around in the MV. I just think they could make him do more things to continue the story? This is why I think this MV is more on aesthetics.

4. Doyoung and Jungwoo Synchronizing

It really reminds me of their YearDream Resonance video and yes. Jungwoo and Doyoung were even seen together in Favorite and I can see that they are in alliance. The closest thought I have to a storyline is that the two are communicating and are aware of what’s happening with the others from 2Baddies. They might be thinking of a way of rescuing them. But this is what I have so far since there aren’t any more actions yet. At the very least, they know something and are communicating.

5. Ripples/Sound waves

Specifically, if you look at this timestamp 2:12, there are two that are colliding(?) with one another. These are sound waves, I have once explained it in another post, basically each neo has these vibrations in the Dream world and when they collide, it creates even bigger vibrations like a chain reaction. It means that they are resonating. Read more about this on 📡 United: Conclusion to NCT2021 and NCT2020.

Conclusion

The MV seems like just a general concept of how their lore works, that is if you already know how it goes😭 Again, the story isn’t that clear. I’m not saying I don’t like it either, I love Ay-Yo after all. But visuals-wise, their approach is different in this Repackage. ESPECIALLY their photoshoot. We’ll see how the story continues in their next comeback... hopefully..

#nct 127 #nct #ay yo #taeyong #johnny #taeil #yuta #jaehyun #doyoung #jungwoo #mark lee #haechan #smcu

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scilou-mdr · 9 months

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HEADCANON TIME!!

Today I'm going to talk to you about: Kalys

(the name is totally invented by me, call it what you want)

For this Headcanon my very dear best friend from insta helped me (ps: He got very attached to Kalys) I would put his insta after (mine too) go follow my friend, he deserves!

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To understand colors better:

Purple = Canon character but the name is not canon

Blue = Canon character + canon name

Green = Ocs

Red = Warnings.

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"ID card"

Before starting when I speak of her, she has since grown. now she is 15

-Her full name is: Kalys Suzie Joivial Also nicknamed: Kalie, lysie and Cutie-pie. She was born on March 20, 20?? (March 20 is the International Day of Joy).

-She is part of a family of two children, so her and her big brothers Ethan . She is of French origin on her father's side and American on her mother's side. and his mother is Hellucard's mother's sister. So yes it is the cousin of Hellucard, Larry, Trevor and Johnny and the niece of McCoy and Karen.

Remind: Trevor is the security guy in Beaster bunny and Johnny is the killer in Halloween special (these are fanons names)

-She loves Hellucard, when she was born he was already in his punk phase. He's her favorite cousin because he exudes the same joy of life, the innocence that she.

-Her two best friends are: Olympe (my Eddsworld sona that I am preparing) and Amandine (the little sister of my Oc Jordan)

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Appearance:

- Of the 3 friends, she is the smallest, she is only 1m52 tall

- The color of her hair is "dirty blond", it is very thick and it is impossible for her to style it without her brush breaking. Ducoup she uses a lot of shampoo, detangler

- Her eyes are light brown which are beautiful to see in the sunlight.

- For the clothes she always takes simple things but is always careful to match the colors together. She doesn't like wearing colors that are too dark, she sees life in color

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More information:

-She is the type to make pastries for herself or for her friends. Later she would like to open her own pastry shop. She is very greedy like Pinkie pie (her favorite character)

- She likes cartoons (My little pony, Monster high, ever after high, Totaly spies....). She also particularly likes cartoons or even animated with "magical girls" (Winx club, Lolirock, Sailor moon....). She knows every music by heart on her fingertips

- She's the happiest person in the trio of friends, she likes to talk, talk, talk, talk and talk again...a REAL chatterbox!

- She goes to the French school "Jean de la fontaine" (even though I'm French, I've worked my ass off trying to come up with a complicated name). It is a school where there are kindergarten, primary, middle and high school students. She wanted to go there to better learn her father's mother tongue: French. Now she masters it when she is with her friends, they speak French to each other. Of course she still speaks English

- It's a boarding school and in the room she shares with Olympe and Amandine, she's the one with the most messy side and the most decorated like her notebooks which are covered with stickers. Despite her I don't know how many fluorescent pastels and her pens of all colors, she is the least organized (the most organized is Amandine)

- She loves outdoor outings especially in amusement parks, fairs, carnivals. it will always take you to thrilling attractions. But she hates queuing and waiting her turn so she prefers to go as soon as the place opens so she can enjoy the rides

-Ellsworld: Kylian ________________________________________

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#mod Scilou Headcanon #mod Scilou AU #Eddsworld #fan name tags ➡#ew Kalys

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rominadrawsart16 · 1 year

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Johnny Test: Ultimate Showdown!

After explaining basic stuff about main characters and the world where my spinoff takes place,now it's time for side characters!

Strating with the returning ones!

Sissy: Now this is the character that I wanted to redesign for a while ( which I did and it's on my Instagram if you haven't seen it), her design is somewhat inspired by Cherri Bomb from Hazbin Hotel, she now wears a lightning bolt earrings, a spiky collar on her neck, black t-shirt with dark red opened jacket, gloves with black and red stripes also with spiky bracelet, short dark pants with a belt and chains, different colored socks with one being gray with holes and the other with purple and black stripes and dark bots to give off more like "phonk" vibe. She is somewhat older than in the original series, being around 15 or so. Her personality is still the same with both being a rival and a friend to Johnny. And yes I brought her dog Missy back. Missy is topically the same as in original but the major difference being is that her dislike for Dukey is relatively low than usual but still sees him as a rival. Much like Johnny, she does manipulate lightning as well ( although she wears her necklace if it's necessary or in a battle)

Mr Black and Mr White: not much to say about them other than that they are same as in both revival and the original. You know the usual drill. They "spy" on the gang but only to fail in the end. They're designs are still the same but with more techniques and mutant powers. Since both of them are not humans even though they look like they do since in the first season explained the ropes coming out from they're hand. Other than that that's pretty much it for both of them. Since they do have mutant powers they don't wear necklace as others do.

Gil Nextdoor: His design and personality is roughly the same as in revival and in the original. Most of us remember this guy being a complete monkey in the show which he still is in the spin off as well. His "ideas" can mostly cause everybody ( minus Johnny, Susan and Mary) to get irritated by him even the villians. But that doesn't bother him much. And yes Susan and Mary are still lovestruck on Gil which is left unchanged. So far he's the only character not to obtain the necklace since because of his lack of intelligence, he will have a hard time controlling his powers which would lead into mass chaos. Individuals can obtain this necklace only if they now how to control they're powers, in his case he doesn't.

The General: he would be left unchanged and will still have his duty to be the government of the (well still unknown what town but somewhat same as the Porkbelly). His job will still remain the same as in both revival and the original.

Eugene Hamilton AKA Bling Bling Boy:

He would be slightly older than in revival and the original around 14 or so. His personality is roughly the same but mixed with revival and the original. Since this world is somewhat mixture of new modern technology and prehistoric life, he would quickly adapt to it to make his inventions more sustainable and upgraded. And with that he would start making any kinds of new weapons or invention just to impress Susan ( which it will fail). His "obsession" with Susan is remain present. His powers will most likely to be mixture of gold and light ( since most of the shinny objects are do contain light in it) however despite having powers, he can't summon his wings in order to fly, consider that you need to be "lightly-billed" in order for your wings to lift your body into the air, making him the only individual not to have the ability to fly due to his weight. But regardless he created a jetpack that allows him to fly without his wings.

With that being said now it's time for the elemental guardians!

Starting with:

Tupi the Tapejara: This guardian is described as a pterosaur with a large crest over his snout and a small crest on his jaw and has light blue eyes. His skin color is white with grayish clouds that was all over his body to symbolize as a wind element. His crest and wings were somewhat light blue. His species name Tapejara comes from a dead languages Tupi (which is his nickname that the locals refer to) which means "old being". He is relatively small pterosaur with his wing span being around 4.0-4.3 ft. Due to him being a guardian he like his other allies are immortals and lives high up in the sky though his shelter is on a highest top of a mountain which contains the wind orb. He is considered to be the most "matured" one but very much quiet. Though his element is wind he can summon tornados or any kind of storm to block his opponent's attack or just to keep them away. He will be one of the guardians to team up with Johnny in order to stop the villians.

Blitz the Deinonychus: Blitz is a small dromaosaurid being around 3 meters long. He is checky and very playful guardian and always up to challenge. He is described as a small dromaosaurid with his entire feathered body being yellow with white underbelly and has yellow eyes. He has black lighting bolts that behave like stripes on his body from head to tail and also on his arms as well. Some parts of his legs are not really feathered but has gray legs with black claws with only his second toe being somewhat "hook-like" claw. As his yellow body suggest he is lighting guardian which manipulates lighting and storm. This is why Tupi and Blitz are very good with each other. It is said to live on a mountain that contains the lighting orb. Because of him being a lightning type and has long legs,he can run pretty much fast. During any battle he mostly does the zig-zag move to fool his opponent which gives him time to tackle. He will also team up with Johnny in order to stop the villians.

River the Baryonyx: River is described as a big spinosaurid with his head being similar to the modern day crocodiles. His skin color is dark blue and his underbelly being light blue that are wave-like and has light blue eyes. He is the water element guardian that lives in a water cave deep below where the water orb is located. Much like Tupi, River is also bit matured guardian then Blitz. If any intruder comes by, River would unleash powerful waves, vortex hell even tsunami to stop them. Despite him being very much territorial, he can he understandable and kind if you don't mean any harm. He would team up with Johnny in order to stop the villians.

Pyro the Pyroraptor: Pyro is described as a small dromaosaurid similar to Blitz. Her body is red with only her hands and leg being mixture of orange and yellow and has yellow eyes. She is said to be the fire element and lives inside of an volcano were the fire orb is located. As a guardian she protects the orb from any intruders including Johnny and his gang. She is relatively calm but can get aggressive is she's frightened. Much like Johnny, she can trap her enemies in a ring fire or summon a fire wall that blocks the upcoming attack. She will be joining Johnny and the gang to stop the villians.

Edna the Edmontosaurus: Edna is described as a hadrosaurid (duck-billed dinosaur) and she is one of the largest hadrosaurid to live on this planet. Her skin color is green with light green underbelly and legs and has emerald green eyes. She resembles the grass element. It is said that she lives in deep yet beautiful forest cowered with all different kinds of flowers and plants were is the grass orb located. She is kind and peaceful guardian but can get disturbed with any loud noise considering that she lives in the most peaceful area on Earth. Since most of the herbivores including hadrosaurids are protrayed in different documentary's and films as weak and an easy pray, however these herbivores on this planet including Edna are capable of defending themselfs from any predator and danger (don't listen to the pop culture). Although her powers are not as powerful as other guardians, that doesn't mean she can take you out in a battle. One of her powers consist trap spells that can easily trap her opponent's, it may not do a lot of damage but it can hold her opponent's so tightly that eventually they won't be able to move at all. Aside from trap spells, she does have healing spells that can heal her injured friends, as well she has sleeping spell which knockes her opponent out (in another words they become unconscious due to her powerful flower smell). She alongside with her allies will join with Johnny and his gang to stop the villians.

And that's all about the side characters! Next post shall be the villians, new and old ones!

#johnny test #spin off #spin off series #concepts #side characters

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