#yet

[itsabouttimex2]

Plot Idea: Azure Lion unknowingly had a child with his lover before his defeat and death at the hands of Sun Wukong. Subsequently leaving his lover (and future Cub) to live on without him. Maybe their mother passes away during their birth? The kid long out lives their human family and their friends and their village.

Alone, sad and bored they go off on their own to explore the city that they’ve heard traveler’s passing through their village speak off. Megapolis is a bit overwhelming for them at first but they come across Pigsy’s Noodles. Pigsy seeing this borderline feral kid looking in his shop hesitated on shooing them away and offers them some food, a few years later MK arrives and the rest is history…

They finally meet Azure with MK and Mei trying to get the scroll. The kid has no idea that he’s their dad and Azure is just shocked to see them. He sees both himself and his old lover in their features.

His kid feels extra betrayed and he can see it in their eyes when the group confronts the now reunited brotherhood. They are 100% on MK’s side and don’t hesitate to fight with the group.

Maybe they land some heavy enough hits the Azure has to leave them behind or maybe he’s able to capture them and force them to come along with him and his brothers. Though with their rather vicious stubbornness they might be more of a hinderance to his quest than he’d like. Maybe he traps them in the scroll and keeps them on his waist like he does with Wukong?

I’d love to hear your thoughts about this idea 💖

Leonine Love

This is a really fun (and kinda sad) idea! I’m a big fan, actually! I loved this so much that I wrote a little (admittedly, non-yandere) intro because this is such a creative and interesting story idea.

Just… Lion!Y/N being pried the arms of their dead mother, taken in by humans who recall Azure not as a delusional tyrant but a hero, recalling his mighty blade and fondness for mortals. How he knelt to level with children, how he stopped to help with the harvest. Feeling as though they owe him, the village takes you in and raises your as their own, watching in awe as your leonine ears and tail come in, marveling at the cyan growths.

Through a few generations you grow from infant to child, just in time for the legends of your father’s exploits to be consigned from legend to rumor, and now all the love you were lavished with has turned to dust.

To these new folk you are more fixture than family, an ever-present individual that they merely accustom to.

No more praise or warm embraces, no further tales of your ‘heroic papa’. All that you know about him is written on an old scroll that none are allowed to touch. Each story has been carefully penned, allowing you to preserve the legacy of a father you’ve never met.

With that scroll, a notable stash of pilfered money, and the clothes on your back… you bid farewell to a village that is no longer home, trudging out to find somewhere new.

And what name do you hear again and again?

Megapolis.

A few kind strangers help you along the way, hikers and hermits pointing you to the illustrious city and sharing supplies with what they take as a hapless child.

It feels too much like how you were treated by the original villagers, a communal child to be cherished and loved. Still, you thank them and leave, still intent on seeing this city with your own two eyes.

Of course, you’ve spent all your life in a slow and quiet village, so nothing has prepared you for even a single neon billboard, much less an entire futuristic city of light and noise, electric sugar for the eyes and ears.

The photonic onslaught of blinding light sears your eyes, leaving you disoriented and dizzy. Your stomach turns in circles, empty and begging for food. A strange black post that reaches to the sky blares with sound, causing you to scatter into the back alleys.

Any note of wonder at the electric rainbows and thrumming music is dashed by now, leaving you to curl up and sob, paws clamped tightly over your ears. There’s no one to wipe your tears or ask you not to cry, no one to tell you to be strong and brave. All you can do is crawl into the nearest discarded cardboard box, feeling like a coward and an outcast as you weep yourself to sleep.

And you wake up in a cozy little store, wrapped up tight in a two-tone changpao. A scholar argues at the front counter, the porcine demon behind it looking at you cautiously.

“They’re starving, Pigsy! You can see their ribs poking out, can’t you?!”

“I can see that! I’m just not sure about feeding a demon, Tang…”

“You’re a demon! A pig demon!”

“No, that’s different! I am a perfectly respectable noodle-chef! Not some damn ‘pig demon’!”

Hic. Sniff.

The little pitiful noises draw their attention, looking upon your quivering form with split reactions.

The scholar is worried, clearly. There’s a kindness in his eyes that looks almost ancient, like it’s been passed from generation to generation. He nudges his… friend? Rival?

You can’t tell what their relationship is, really.

The pig isn’t unkind with his gaze or words- cautious, maybe a little nervous. But he grumbles to himself at the sight of tears, stomping off to his kitchen and turning on the stove.

“You better be right about this kid, Tang…”

The scholar- Tang, then, comes to you and ushers your shivering and scrawny form onto a chair, pulling the changpao tighter around you.

“It’s alright, dear,” his soft voice promises. “Just sit down and try to relax. We’ll get a nice bowl of noodles ready for you-“

“There’s no ‘we’ about this, Tang!” Calls Pigsy, his voice booming above the clatter of metal and the sizzle of oil.

Actually, they do remind you of something- the old couples in your village who had been together a little too long and thus grown sick of one another.

But those were always men and women, weren’t they?

Tentatively, you wipe your eyes and ask:

“Are you two married?”

———————————————————————-

“That’s how we met Y/N,” Tang cheerfully explains, patting your head as you fixate your eyes on the ground.

The child (or is he a toddler?) -MK, as your fathers are calling him, looks up at you, stumbling over to your slowly swishing tail. “Kitty,” he says, a new animal he’s learned from the children’s books that you gave him. Tang had gifted them to you not long after he had convinced Pigsy to take you in, and now you had given them to the new kid.

New. Younger. Cuter. No demonic features. No fangs or sharp pupils or sheathed claws.

Are you being replaced?

“Kitty,” the little one repeats, tugging on the cyan fur of your tail. “Meow.” The babbling of a toddler or at least a very young child, stilted and happy. “Kitty.”

“Very good,” Tang praises, clapping his hands to provide encouragement. “What other animals do you like, MK?”

You step out of the room just as the adorable little thing starts to make loud oinking noises.

The storage room is tiny, just big enough to fit a few people and a cleaning cart. It’s fortified in case of emergencies, serving as a tornado shelter. You’ve spent a few prospective storms in here, clinging to Pigsy and sniffling at the sound of blaring sirens. Thankfully, nothing bad had ever even come close to happening, and eventually you shifted to viewing it as almost a break from the world. Just you and your…

Guardian. Boss. Caretaker.

You want to add father to that list. But taking that first step is a terrifying ordeal, and would involve putting yourself through a potential rejection.

You don’t think you could recover from that.

Another person enters the storage room, one hand on your shoulder. It’s not rough or big enough to be Pigsy. Not warm enough, either.

“Y/N? Is everything alright?”

“Everything’s fine, Mister Tang.” Too fast. The words slur together, a falsity even by the first second you speak.

The freeloader sighs, lightly moving to tilt your chin up, meeting you eye-to-eye.

“You don’t come to hide in here when things are ‘fine’, dear. And you don’t slur your words like that, either. Why not tell me what’s wrong?”

“…do you think Pigsy likes MK better than me?”

“Wh-what? Y/N, why would you- dear, what’s going on?”

“…MK is a normal kid, isn’t he? He’s not some half-breed freak like me, and-“

“Y/N. I know you’ve been through a lot, but I don’t ever want to hear you say that again.”

A scholarly man with the build to match, Tang is far from strong. But he’s got just enough strength to pull you into his arms, letting you bury your head into the cloth covering his shoulder.

“Please, Y/N. Tell me what’s wrong.”

“I’m scared that he doesn’t see me as his child,” you gasp out, clinging to Tang. “I’m not just his sous chef, tell me I’m not just his sous chef! Dad, please-“

“Dad?”

You break down a little further, legs giving out as your body struggles with the fearful anticipation of potential disappointment. You wait there against his chest, weeping.

“I don’t mind if you see me as a father figure, dear. If anything, I’m actually flattered. You don’t need to be worried about that.”

“Not mad?” You manage to spit out, face thoroughly drenched in your own tears.

“Not mad,” he confirms, patting your head. “Now, let’s dry those tears and get you something to eat. I talked Pigsy into making grilled cheese dumplings with canned tomato soup.”

“Pigsy hates using canned food, though. He always says: “It’s a disgrace to my profession, using canned ingredients! There’s no alternative to fresh!” and then he’ll throw a spoon at whoever asked.”

“Well, MK loves them. And you know that Pigsy can’t say no to kids.”

And Tang was the only one who got spoons thrown at him, but he left that little bit out.

“Now, come on. Let’s get you to the bathroom to clean your face up. If Pigsy asks you can just say you got peppercorn dust in your eyes and needed a moment.”

The door opens, and you see the other half of this family, Pigsy and MK.

Family.

A real one, this time. Flaws and cons and stumbles thorned all along interwoven vines of love and adoration.

It wasn’t perfect.

But it was yours.

#Not Yandere #Yet #Lego Monkie Kid #LMK #MK #Pigsy #Tang #Noodlefam

[leaf4e]

terminal

+ comparison w/ ref pic

#i havent dona the back yet lmao #i need a ref pic to be sure of the shape #but its impossible to find #and i cant be bothered closing everything to open fallout for a screenshot #yet #leaf's posts #leaf's art #leaf's models #minecraft fallout #fallout 4 #fallout #fallout art #fo4 #fallout 4 art #blockbench #3d model #3d modling #3d art #minecraft #mineblr

[inky-quilled-dragon]

Did AO3 just go down or is that just me???

#ao3 #archive of our own #original content #sorry if i’m just being paranoid #but i am following the ancient ritual #of asking tumblr for confirmation #do not mean to cause widespread panic #yet

[emthimofnight]

Stellar's first word(s)!

(alternative title: Stellar betrays Shadow in HD)

#sonic the hedgehog #sonadow #shadow the hedgehog #shadonic #stellar the hedgehog #sth #sonic #shadow #sonic x shadow #shadow x sonic #sonic prime #sonadow fankid #fan kid #sonic fan kid #sonic fanart #my art #this takes place early in the au and Sonic and Shadow aren't together #yet #but the feelings are starting!!!

[svetochey]

fanart i drew of odysseus

#odysseus #epic the musical #<- because i didn't read the actual odyssey #yet

[princip1914]

A little hopeful moment which I missed on the first watch, but which I think is so important. Nina and Maggie come to have their talk with Crowley. Now, we all know that Crowley is Maggie—yes, sure, Nina is sarcastic and suave and cool and calls Maggie angel—but it’s obvious that Crowley is Maggie and Nina is Aziraphale. Crowley even admits it himself in the very beginning of this conversation when he tries to justify meddling to get Maggie and Nina together:

“Nina needed rescuing.” Yeah, you know who else always “needs rescuing”? Anyway, moving on.

Nina says she just got out of a relationship and it would be a disaster to get into another one right away. And then this happens:

Nina says she hopes Maggie will still be around, but she knows she can’t ask Maggie to just wait while she figures out her own baggage. There's no guarantee. And then Maggie interjects—

The parallel between Maggie/Nina and Crowley/Aziraphale is so intentional as to feel heavy handed. So what does it mean that we get this exchange in at this particular moment in the script—buried within the conversation which is the catalyst for Crowley confessing his feelings, occurring in the lull immediately before the spectacular dissolution of everything the first two seasons were building towards?

“We could have been us,” Crowley says. Crowley walks out of the bookshop. Crowley turns off their song in his car. Whatever tentative blooming thing has been building between him and Aziraphale for six thousand years appears to be very clearly over. Aziraphale presses the kiss to his lips and knows there is no guarantee they will ever have a chance to be together. There's no guarantee that Crowley will ever want to forgive him, that he will keep on waiting for him.

But.

There is.

#good omens #good omens meta #gos2 meta #gos2 spoilers #reaching for crumbs to tide me over in lieu of a promise of s3 #in this case the crumbs are pretty textual though #Neil Gaiman never did meet an instance of parallelism he could resist #I have hope #but Aziraphale is going to have to figure out who he is first #away from Crowley #away from heaven #and he’s going to have to work on himself until he is ready #for the gift of Crowley’s love #ineffable husbands #forgive my super crappy screenshots I don’t have a download of the show #yet

[malacandrax]

Somebody asked where kidstarion got the teddy and I went uh. too far drawing dad content.

#kidstarion #astarion #halsin #gale dekarios #oakweave #they arent even together here #yet #im being brave and putting this in the tags but please I do not need to know if you dont like it #its what I think abt when im having a bad time it's comfort food for Me #and this year has been ASS

[bramblequeen]

I’ve been meaning to do redraws from this great post for ages with some of the TWST boys. Doing these reminded me how goofy House of Mouse was in hindsight and true lightning in a bottle

I didn’t draw all of them in the post because I ain’t got time for it sadly. Be glad I didn’t curse y’all with Bald Idia (Baldia? Bidia?), but you do get Jamil’s Funky Dance Moves, what is probably Idia’s worst nightmare and Dire Crowley getting a well deserved slap for…being himself.

Please forgive the quality of the drawings and how crunched I made the screenshots. I just wanted these finally drawn and out of my hair

#bramble arts #twisted wonderland #twst #jamil viper #idia shroud #malleus draconia #vil schoenheit #leona kingscholar #dire crowley #ashton vargas #coach vargas #sam twst #would Idia cosplay sora? yes but he’d never do it in public #I subbed Leona and Sam in for Lefou and Shan yu as there are no equivalents in twst #yet #grim twst #twst grim

[adeleba]

I like to think post-merge Lloyd would take a picture of his team family before any big adventures. Just in case...

(A late Lloyd follow-up)

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago fanart #zane julien #wyldfyre ninjago #nya smith #kai smith #ninjago arin #ninjago sora #ninjago riyu #his family might not be whole #yet #but after years of thinking his family was gone #lloyd would want to treasure what and who he has rn #(just had to get this headcanon out before part 2 comes out) #(congrats to those who can watch it early T^T ) #also wyldfyre in between nya and zane in case she burns something down ahgasg #adelebart

[ourfinehouse]

Losing my mind because Kaz always looks for people's tells/weaknesses, and he does this with Ohval too, he finds her husband. Then she says "He's not my weakness. He's my universe." and Kaz Brekker, who believes Inej Ghafa to be his weakness and almost constantly pushes her away because of it, hears that and it changes his perspective and he allows himself to open up to Inej about his hallucination, dares to beg her to stay in the finale, admits out loud that he wants her. Ohval's words gave him hope and–

#and then Inej repeats his words back to him #hope is dangerous #clouds your judgement #then he sees jesper hug inej and realizes he can't #then inej tells him she will only have him without armour and #realizes they can't do that #YET #😭 #kanej #they make me insane #sab spoilers #shadow and bone #six of crows #kaz brekker #inej ghafa

[dragonroilz]

Red Hot Ranger

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #pyro tf2 #this is a concept and hasnt been modeled #YET #hoping to get this done for summer #i like to make my promos before shit even gets picked up lol #my art

[stsgsk]

"You've saved me as what?" Satoru repeats for what must have been the fifth time.

You sigh, speaking again, slowly. "Cotton Swab. I saved you as Cotton Swab"

Satoru gapes at you, mouth opening and closing without a single word coming out. In the end, he pouts and look away.

You frown. "Hey, come on. Don't be like that," You walk around him so you're directly in his line of view, his pink lips sticking out as he crosses his arms. You show him your phone, where his contact really is saved as 'Cotton Swab'. "It's a term of endearment. An affectionate nickname. I mean, would you rather just be saved as Satoru? How boring is that?"

Satoru glances at your screen once, then looks away, clearly unimpressed. "You didn't even give me an emoji."

"Alright, alright" you say, going ahead to edit his contact name. "I'll add some emojis. Which ones do you want?"

Before you could blink, satoru had taken your phone. He gives it back to you a few seconds later, leaving you chuckling at the long list of emojis he had put after his name. His name, you just realised, he changed to 'bf'.

You look up at him with a grin. "You gonna explain that?"

"Nope" he says back with a matching grin.

He didn't explain that you two were now matching, because he had long since had you saved as 'gf' with a whole bunch of emojis after too.

#gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru fluff #gojo satoru x y/n #gojou satoru x reader #gojou satoru x you #gojou x reader #gojo x reader #gojo x you #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujustsu kaisen x reader #fem reader #first post <3 #forgive my rusty writing its been months/a year even? I'm washed asf #i imagine it set in his high school days #but i guess adult him works too #he's so smitten #you both aint in a relationship #yet #thanks for reading <3

[pharawee]

"If you want to know, you have to test it yourself."

PIT BABE · Episode 1

#pit babe the series #pit babe #pavel phoom #pooh krittin #charliebabe #pitbabeedit #thai drama #thai bl #bl drama #bl series #my edits. #not pavel singlehandedly selling the whole a/b/o thing to me #did not have that on my bingo card for 2023 #if anyone's asking i'm officially not perceiving the a-word #yet

[mangofanarts]

Sunny and their crown friends (aka, their bodyguard, chauffeur and Accountant)

EDIT: @this-is-a-name-dont-worry Thank you for letting me know about their pronouns!! I wasn't aware :>!! Unfortunately I can't edit my tags to change some of it to they because I'm on mobile tho I'll use they/them for sunny more in the future!!

#qsmp #qsmp fit #qsmp pac #badboyhalo #qsmp sunny #qsmp sunny side up #I know she gave a crown to fit and bad #I think she told Fit to give Pac something which I had assumed was a crown #I also know she gave a crown to Tubbo but Tubbo is her dad so I'm not really counting him as her friend #I wanted to draw Sunny with the people she had given crowns too (as far as I knew) #I don't think she gave Philza one(?) so I didn't include him tho I do know she calls Etoiles her rich bestie - she didn't give him a crown #yet #qsmp fanarts #mmangoarts #also I like to think she has plastic chairs and plastic toy cups and teakettle #also only reason Bad gets to be called her friend as a title is because she literally did say she made a new friend in reference to him

[alanide-art]

is 12am

myes perfect time to model my babygirl

#tpoh #the property of hate #b3d #he's not rigged #yet #seeing click teepoh possibly doing a fortnite dance? motivation to learn yes #he's just standing there like it's his turn on the xbox #fanart #artposting #gif warning #click

[tanglepelt]

Dc x dp idea i think 175

Jack and Maddie find out about Ellie and Danny being phantom all at once.

They didn’t take it well.

They couldn’t accept it. They could never experiment on something that looked so much like their son. They couldn’t even bring themselves to hurt the “clone” she too looked just like Danny when he was younger.

Clearly the no good spook had to leave. They kick him out with nothing. Not even his phone.

With jazz in a summer program, sam and tucker out of town he has no where to go. He has to leave before they literally chase him out.

Ellie in her ever so helpful way just pats his shoulders. She has the perfect place to crash until he can get in contact with jazz or his friends.

She tells him all about the clone she met and how they bonded. About how she’d dropped by many times unannounced at his adoptive parents house. About how cool they were. They didn’t even care if she used her parents around them!

Out of all the ways the reveal could have happened he never expected to be sitting in a farmhouse with a plate of pie. He guesses the Kent’s are too bad.

They were even okay to let him stay there until he could figure out what to do next.

#dpxdc #dpxdc prompt #dpxdc crossover #reveal gone bad #jack and Maddie don’t attack him #they would of chased him out of town #pitchforks and all #Ellie and kon are friends #they bonded #basicly siblings #just not legally #yet #does he have his friends numbers memorized #who knows #maybe maybe not #but at least he has pie #ma and pa can adopt two more superpowerd kids #they can certainly handle it