#I just wanted to draw one looooong boi

[cavity-core]

Water sentret variation and looooooong evolution line

[little-lynx]

ICE CREAM

Hello! So I’m finally in my working condition (lol) and I slowly go through all the things I need to draw. Today I will post some of the requests I’ve received on my Buy Me a Coffee account (which is not existing anymore unfortunately). That was looooong ago! But I’m happy I’m finally doing it haha ;)

So the first one was requested by my lovely @alwayseverlark :

katniss eating an icecream (and if possible with a toast baby having one also and/or Peeta)

I wanted to draw middle aged Katniss for a while and this request was perfect for that. I think dancing girl is 10 years old here and Katniss is around 45 I suppose? 🤔 I think they just bought an ice cream after school and spent some good mom-and-daughter time together while Peeta and boy with the blonde curls were enjoying themselves in the bakery ♥️

[boytearscore]

reason. — johnnie guilbert.

summary: completely unable to show your own feelings to the world after growing up being mocked by your sensitiveness and tears, you face the coldness of your best friend’s roommate (johnnie) without letting it get to you, until one day watching a movie with both, he smiled at you for the first time.

warnings: mention of anxiety, depression, past traumas, psychal abuse, daddy issues, emotional blockage, angst, comedy, strong female lead, a bit of fluffly? we’ll see. (jake as your best friend.)

author's note: i got this idea last night while listening to ''nervous'' by the neighbourhood, strongly recommend you to vibe with it when reading. don't know if it will become a series, though. i'm just testing waters for now.

it was a saturday night, you and your best friend jake were hanging out all day together but he wasn’t feeling like saying goodbye yet. so to change things up a little, he invites you to watch a movie at his house.

“before you say no…” he immediately knew why you rolled your eyes and made his best puppy face. “i got your favorite chocolate at home, a whole box. you can even pick your weird thriller movies, plus it’s way cooler to watch it using our movie room. not tryna brag though.” he laughs and purse his lips. “pretty please…?”

you sigh, giving in. jake was the only person who you would do anything for. he’s been with you through tough times just as much as you’ve been with him and that created a bond between you two that no one could break.

as you both get in the car, you start driving and a few things go through your head while jake was picking a song.

the reason why you didn’t like to hangout at his house was his roommate, johnnie. you both never got along, everything began since the first day you’ve met. you couldn’t help but notice how caring, happy, sweet and all smiles he was around everyone, but you. there’s no explanation, the moment he laid eyes on you, he did nothing but be mean and cold.

but you weren’t some sensitive girl who cries when a boy says mean things, you grew up with that your whole life. no father to rely on, mean brothers and a non confrontational mother. people used to call you ''crybaby'' and that infuriated you, they spitted mean words at your face, saying you were weak and too soft, even using psychal abuse to make you cry on purpose, so much so that you’ve just hardened with time. 

you made a promise to yourself, to be a mirror. to give people what they give you and nothing else.

and that’s exactly what you did with him as well, it seemed to be working, so you didn't really care.

johnnie was in the kitchen next to the living room, grabbing a soda when you and jake arrived. he looks over at the door as you come in, rolling his eyes at the sight of you.

“so fucking nice to see you too.” you give him the same eye roll and proceeded to enter the house, throwing yourself on the couch and letting a sigh out.

johnnie scoffs as you sit down. “how long are you staying for?” he asks, sitting on the couch in front of you and grabbing his phone. 

“want me to leave soon?” you ask him, sarcastically smiling.

“i do want you to leave soon.” he finally looks up from his phone, giving you an annoyed look and you shrug. 

“then i’m staying for a looooong time.”

johnnie just ignores your teasing tone and sips his doctor pepper.  “what exactly are you doing here, anyway?”

you didn’t feel like engaging his little back and forth thing so you just ignored his question and then turned to jake that was just laughing, used to the bickering. he didn’t mind it. it was actually entertaining to him, although he was pretty sure you both would ended up fucking at some point.

“if you sleep while we’re watching the movie i’ll draw a penis on your face.” you threatened jake with your best scary face.

he laughs even harder when you threaten him and johnnie suddenly lets out a snort, but quickly composes himself when you notice.

that surprised you, he never really was a part of conversations when you were around, only to make sarcastic comments or be mean, but this was different, however you brushed it off, it’s not like you care anyways.

“you wouldn’t dare.” jake says, raising an eyebrow at you, a smug smile still on his face.

“watch me.” you whisper to him with squinty eyes, an evil smile creeping on your lips, he just sticks his tongue out at you, jokingly rolling his eyes. 

“fine, i won’t sleep. happy?”

“we shall see, my friend.” you get up and walk towards jake grabbing his hand, the perks of having a rich best friend is that he has an entire movie room in his own house, and of course a whole box of your favorite chocolates. 

as you two start heading to the room, you can’t help but turn your head back a little, looking at johnnie.

“you coming?”

johnnie looks up from his phone, watching you walk off with jake, and is surprised when you turn to ask him if he’s coming. he stands up and puts his phone in his pocket. 

“i guess so.” he mumbles, walking behind you both. he doesn’t say anything else as you three head to the movie room.

you were the first one to enter the room, immediately sitting at the huge comfortable couch, jake was right behind you picking snacks and a soda. he throws the box of chocolates in your lap, giving you a wink and sitting next to you with a diet coke and chips in hands while johnnie got himself comfortable next to jake. you grab your phone connecting to the projector and picking the movie. it was a psychological thriller mixed with comedy, very weird and gory to say at least.

johnnie rolls his eyes as you pick the movie. “course you would pick something like that.” he mutters under his breath. jake laughs and playfully shoves him.

“c’mon, johnnie! give it a chance. thriller movies are fun.”

“you can just leave, though.” you finally reply to johnnie still eyeing the projector screen reflecting on the wall. he roll his eyes and just stays quiet while jake is still laughing. “i’ve heard there’s gross scenes, i’m so excited!” you shake jake’s arm while the movie starts, laying your head on his shoulder and eating a piece of the chocolate bar. 

johnnie groans quietly, watching the screen while trying not to look the proximity between you and his roommate. he didn’t even know why it bothered him so much. 

20 minutes of movie has passed and things already gotten weird and gross, you stared at the screen mesmerised while jake frowned with a disgusted face.

“how can you even enjoy this?” johnnie asks quietly to you, watching as a character behaves weirdly in the scene.

“aw, is that too much for you?” you stare at johnnie, doing the voice adults usually use to talk to children. “do you want me to switch to a cartoon?”

johnnie’s face turns red from embarrassment, but he hides it by rolling his eyes and leaning back into the couch, looking back at the movie.

“i can handle it just fine. i’m just saying i don’t understand how you like that crap.” he mutters, a hint of a blush still on his cheeks.

“since you wanna know so bad…” you start sipping jake’s diet coke, he gives you a dirty stare and you just laugh, proceeding to talk. “it’s not about the gore stuff, it’s about the deep meaning of it, why is the character doing that? i love to contemplate and understand their reasoning, it makes me feel connected to my human side. that’s all.”

johnnie is a bit taken back by your explanation, he honestly expected some stupid answer, not a thoughtful one. he stays quiet for a moment, thinking about what you just said.

“so…  you like these kinds of movies for philosophical reasons?” he says, trying to understand.

“precisely.” you murmur, looking at the screen again.

“reasons...” he whispers to himself lost in thoughts but the scene unfolding in front of you three made his eyes pop, the character insists to engage an “action” with a girl who’s on her period.

“aaaand that's bad timing for all the things i just said, there’s no explanation for that.” you point at the screen, laughing. “this one is just a weirdo, i guess.”

“agreed.” johnnie lets out a quiet laugh. 

johnnie’s laughter was something you’ve never heard before, and that made you smile a little but as soon as you realized it, you turn to jake biting your smile away, he looked utterly disgusted and was dramatically holding back a gag as the scene continues.

“ew, that’s disgusting.” he says, looking a little sick.

“didn’t you accidentally drink your own pee before?” you ask jake, laughing out loud.

“hey!!” jake shoves you lightly, a look of embarrassment on his face. “we promised not to talk about that again.”

johnnie lets out another low laugh, enjoying the interaction between you and his roommate.

“my bad, man.” you say acting like you regretted it. “still a sensitive topic, huh?”

“you’re an ass.” the red head boy rolls his eyes but he’s still laughing as johnnie is watching the two of you, his eyes going back and forth between you and jake, his lips curved in a small smile and you noticed right away, it wasn’t a mean one like always, it was genuine. 

“hey…” you smile at him, not resisting his sudden cuteness. “for someone mean as hell you kind of know how to smile nicely.”

he looks a bit startled, not expecting you to notice his smile and actually say something about it. johnnie can feel his face heat up a bit.

“i’m not always mean, you know.” he tries to defend himself, his voice lacking the usual coldness.

this time, both of you and jake stare at him with a “really?” face. 

“not always around other people, maybe…” you say, shrugging. “to me, yes.”

johnnie’s face turns from a light shade of pink to completely red. he stutters, trying to think of a good comeback but fails, just sitting in an embarrassed silence.

the room turns quiet, just the voices of characters in the background. no one dares to speak. probably because johnnie never smiled around you before, or because you complimented him for the first time, or… because you almost told him how you feel. usually jake is the one who has to listen to you vent, not that johnnie’s behaviour actually wounded you, but because you just didn’t understand his reasons, so you finally ask him.

“why do you hate me so much?” your eyes are glued to his, not giving a fuck about the movie you were so excited to watch for ages.

johnnie suddenly feels the weight of your question hit him. he fidgets a little, feeling a mix of guilt and defensiveness rising within him. he glances at jake, hoping for him to get him out of the situation somehow, but jake just shrugs and motions for him to answer.

he takes a deep breath, his eyes locked with yours. “i… don’t really hate you.” he mutters, barely above a whisper.

you frowned confused. “then why do you act like you do?” this question wasn’t planned though, your heart spoke for you.

he looks away from you, avoiding eye contact, struggling to find the right words and feeling vulnerable under your gaze.

“i… i don’t know. it’s just... easier, i guess. i don’t know how else to act around you.” he finally manages to get out, his voice shaking a bit.

“maybe start by not being a dick.” your tone is sarcastic but you had a smile on your lips, hoping both jake and johnnie couldn’t tell you were trying to light up the mood with your usual ironic humour to not make them uncomfortable. 

jake lets out a laugh, feeling a bit more at ease with the sarcasm. johnnie, however, looks visibly frustrated. he clenches his fists, struggling to keep his cool.

“easier said than done.” he mutters under his breath, his tone cold again.

the smile on your face dropped, something inside you wanted to know his reasons badly, to dig more and more until the truth finally would show itself. 

“what’s that supposed to mean?”

johnnie notices the smile dropping from your face and feels a pang of guilt. he runs a hand through his hair nervously, avoiding eye contact with you again.

“you wouldn’t get it. it’s just… it’s easier for me to be mean to you than anything else, okay? i don’t know why, but it is.” he says in a low, frustrated voice. “does that satisfy your curiosity?”

“sure.” you whisper, giving up on understanding his heart. maybe that’s why you were so obsessed with trying to figure out misunderstood movie characters, they reminded you of people in real life. they reminded you of… johnnie. you wanted to be able to find out why he’s like that with you, but he built walls around him when it comes to your presence. no matter how hard you try, he never will let you in.

you sigh, letting your head fall on jake’s shoulder again and paying attention to the movie in silence, he watches you put your head on jake’s shoulder, feeling a mix of disappointment and frustration. he wanted to say more, to explain himself further, but he couldn't find the words.

jake wraps an arm around you, sensing the tension in the room, and squeezes your shoulders gently. he glances at johnnie, trying to give him a subtle ‘fix-this’ look, but johnnie just looks away.

the rest of the movie continues in tense silence. johnnie remains quiet, lost in his own thoughts, while jake tries to lighten the mood with occasional jokes or comments about the movie.

you, on the other hand, was fighting a war inside your head. it’s either caring about the conversation that just happened or move on completely, you were divided between those two things, but then the past rushes through your head, when you used to care and show everyone how much you were hurt. in order to change, a lot of tears were shred.

and that’s why you are the way you are now, if people don’t wanna talk, you do not force them to, why tell them how you feel if they don't care and probably will use it against you at some point? plus it’s not like you had hoped things would change between you two.

the credits start to roll, signalling the end of the movie. jake looks between you and johnnie, noticing the lingering tension in the room.

“well, that was definitely something.” he says, trying to lighten the mood again and johnnie just nods silently, his gaze fixed on the now-empty screen.

“he killed everyone in order to get the life he wanted.” you start talking. “he also drank his friend’s bath water and went down on his sister while she was on her period.” you bite your lip and smile at jake. “i’ll be thinking about that for a while…”

jake burst into laughter, remembering the scenes you mentioned. “yeah, that was pretty messed up. but the whole drinking the dirty bath water scene made me lose my shit!” he laughs again, wiping a tear from his eye.

johnnie tries to not show a reaction, but he visibly cringes and lets out a soft “ugh” at the memory.

“bro, the slurping sounds got to me.” your laugh was so loud and genuine that jake couldn’t help but laugh with you as he nods, clutching his stomach from laughing. 

“dude inhaled it like a chocolate milkshake."

johnnie can't help but crack a small smile, enjoying the friendly banter between you and jake, but he still keeps his comments to himself. 

suddenly the room is quiet again and before things possibly get uncomfortable, you get up.

“alright, that’s my queue.” you give jake a small hug and take the box of chocolate in hands. “i’m taking these with me thank you very much.” jake hugs you back, still chuckling at your laughs. johnnie watches silently as you get up and head for the hall, a mix of disappointment and relief showing on his face.

“leaving already? you can crash here, you know.” jake says, sensing your intention to leave.

“nah, i’m good.” usually you’d actually do that, but sleeping in the same house as johnnie wasn’t the best move right now. “text me later, yeah?” you smile at jake and leaves without looking at johnnie.

he stayed silent as you left, watching you go without another word. he felt a mix of emotions, frustration, guilt, and a hint of sadness that he couldn't quite explain. jake glanced at him, sensing his inner conflict.

as you drive home, a million thoughts go through your head. mostly about him. and the worst part is that you didn’t even know why, but that was sort of okay, no one was there to watch you being vulnerable, so the questions naturally got to you.

why do you care so much about it?

why does your heart kind of sink everytime he doesn’t just tell you how he feels?

you don’t care about people who don’t care about you, why is that different when it comes to johnnie?

when finally home, you find yourself rewatching the memories from earlier, the way his voice softened, or the brief smile he let you see. it’s as if you caught a glimpse of the real him, and you can't stop wondering what lies beneath the icy exterior.

just when you think things would finally settle down in your head, your phone lights up, jake was calling.

“are you home yet?”

“yeah, what’s up?” you pick up right away, trying to hide your anxiety, but jake could sense something off just by the way you spoke.

“everything okay? you sound a bit off."

“i’m okay.” you fake a laugh, jake was your best friend after all, he knows exactly everything about you, including when you try to hide your pain and feelings. in fact, he was the first person to notice them and not judge you for that. “don’t worry about it.”

jake is still not convinced by your fake laugh.

“bullshit. i know something’s wrong. don’t try to hide it from me."

“it’s just…” you sigh, what’s the point of hiding it, anyways? you don’t need to be strong in front of him, jake would never hurt you like everyone else did in the past. “i care more than i’d like to…” you finally confess, hoping he would get what you mean without making you explain any further. 

jake is quiet for a moment, understanding what you’re talking about instantly. he’s not surprised, jake could feel the tension between you and his roommate today. and how you seemed affected by it.

“it’s about johnnie, isn’t it?” he lets out a soft sigh on the other end of the phone. 

“don’t say his name…” you tell him in a whisper, cringing with the possibility of johnnie finding out you’ve been talking about him. “i feel like there’s something underneath it.” you explain, laying on your bed and staring at the ceiling. “you know i don’t care about people being mean to me, got over it a long time ago. i just give it right back, not giving a shit. and i tried that to him for years, but the way he looks at me…” you close your eyes, taking a deep breath. “i can’t figure that look on his face, jake. and it’s driving me insane.”

“yeah, i get it, but here's the thing… i know for a fact that he doesn't hate you." jake pauses for a moment, trying to figure out the best words to say. "he’s just… confused when it comes to his own emotions, you know? he’s got this whole mean act going on because he doesn’t know how to deal with feelings.”

“i would get it…” you begin to say, collecting your thoughts not to show the quavering voice . “if he acted like that with everyone, sure, that’s understanble, but it’s only with me. what the fuck did i do to him?” you almost yell the last part in frustration.

jake listens to your words, feeling your frustration through the phone. "i don't know, man. he’s never really explained his reasons to me either.” he ponders for a moment, wondering if he should tell you. “hey, can i ask you something?"

you got confused for a second, thinking he was about to make a joke or change subjects.

“sure.”

"have you ever considered that maybe... just maybe... johnnie is a dick to you because he likes you?" jake waits for your reaction with a small grin on his face, knowing your tendency to never consider the obvious.

and react you did, frowning and squinting your eyes so hard that for a second your head started to hurt. 

“what kind of nonsense are you onto about, dude?” you blurt it out, finally laughing. jake laughs at your reaction, finding your disbelief amusing.

"i mean, think about it for a second. it fits all your theories, doesn’t it? why else would he be so mean only to you? maybe he’s trying to hide his feelings by being cold."

“too much weed inside your rotten brain, jake. that’s what it is.”  you said still laughing and continued to tease him a little “i’m gonna put you in rehab or something.”

jake chuckles, still enjoying your denial.

"hey, you’re the one who can’t stop talking about how johnnie looks at you. i’m just planting the seed of thought, man. you never know." he pauses for a moment before continuing. “and just for the record, i’m not smoking anything at the moment. thanks for the concern, though."

“well, your seeds are just rocks and they’ll never grow anything but disappointment.” you tell him catching your breath from laughing so much. “but i do feel better now.” jake probably could tell you were smiling because he went quiet for a second, and that made you smile even more. “thanks for being my best friend, yeah? you’re my anchor.”

jake grins, happy that he was able to make you feel better.

"that's what best friends are for and just so you know, you’re my anchor and my sister." he chuckles before continuing. “but i won't stop planting those 'rock seeds' of mine. maybe one day they'll turn into an exotic flower or something."

“yeah, a toxic one.” you hear his laugh and roll your eyes. “i’ll go to bed now, talk to you later, okay?”

"sure, get some rest. and think about what i said." jake teases you before continuing. “sleep tight, darling."

you roll your eyes after hearing the ridiculous pet name, remembering when it started. one time you told him he gives father vibes to you, so he just calls you that because in his words “messing with your daddy issues is fun”.

after you hang up the phone, the room falls silent once more, and your mind begins to wander to the conversation you just had with jake.

now the stupid rock seed of thought he planted in your mind refused to disappear. the sentence  “maybe he’s trying to hide his feelings by being cold” playing in an infinite loop inside your head.

as much as you tried, the thoughts kept nagging at you, refusing to be ignored. you sigh, realizing that sleep would elude you until you figured this out.

an hour ticked by and you tossed and turned in your bed, no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't stop thinking about johnnie's behaviour and the possibility of him somehow “liking” you.

memories of the way he looked at you, the way he softened, only to revert back to his aloof self seconds later, it was so confusing.

eventually, the morning sun began to peek through your window, signalling the start of a new day. you felt exhausted and frustrated, with no answers and no sleep.

as you drag yourself out of bed, you feel the exhaustion weighing down on you. the lack of sleep and the endless loop of thoughts about johnnie had left you feeling drained.

you head to the bathroom and splash your face with cold water, trying to jolt yourself awake. but even as you look at your reflection in the mirror, the thought of johnnie's hidden feelings still lurks in the back of your mind.

“well, now i’m fucked.”

you whisper to yourself, feeling defeated.

[zankydraws]

You got any Wekiddy headcannons? Especially for MJ?

idk if these count as hcs or not but I might have some!

MJ 182: - he's a shapeshifting alien. idk what his true form would be yet but I want to draw it someday, I'd go with some sort of anthro reptile/shark mix probably - a bit of an asshole, likes to cause problems on purpose (his main goal is pissing off El Cool P) - loves pop-punk (bruh MJ makes me wish there was an actual pop-punk version of Incredibox where he's the main character..) - he thinks Xenomorph is a hottie.. (dfkgjhdfks) - I like to think he's a good artist, specifically good at spray painting (and he uses his talent to destroy public property or El Cool P's belongings) - definitely the most rebellious guy in the group - hates to dress up - can and will bite people (mostly Cool P)

El Cool P: - huge ego. absolutely massive - probably commits crimes (loves arson) - idk there's something wrong with him - would do good stuff for people (like giving money to charity) just to make himself feel better and make people love him more - uses his good looks and charm to his advantage - if he wants something, he WILL get it - probably has tons of merch with his own stupid face on it (he owns an El Cool Shirt and an El Cool Plushie for sure) - owns like millions of suits (and matching bucket hats) - argues with MJ all the time - a terrible driver (don't get into a car with him) (how did he even get a driving license?)

KC Glow: - precious baby boy, an absolute angel - looooong sleeves - does the excited flappy hand thing a lot - can actually glow in the dark, somehow - has freckles! - you could probably pick him up and carry him around and he would be chill about it

ASAP Bee: - looks like a cinnamon roll but could kill you - loves bees, they are his best buddies - probably stores bees in his fanny pack - if you hurt/kill a bee, he will beat the shit out of you - seriously don't mess with him and his bee friends - loves bee memes, puns and everything bee related - owns a machine gun (this one is ridiclous but some people call him a machine gun guy and it made me think that it would be funny if he actually owned a gun. so don't mess with his bees unless you want a bullet in your butt) - absolutely loves honey, he's obsessed with it, always carries a bottle/jar of honey around

Big Duke: - looks like a cinnamon roll and is a cinnamon roll - a very chill and nice guy - always ready to help! - I like to think he's a little chubby - short king

Swingy: - works out a lot, he's very fit and pretty strong - I talked about this some time ago but he gives me the 80's fitness instructor vibes so he can probably teach people how to work out properly and dance - kinda stupid but he's very nice! :D - loves food and eats all the time - likes his hair a lot and doesn't want anyone touching it - generally likes to look pretty

Blue GT: - kind of a bitch - has heterochromia (I drew him with different eye colors once and loved the idea a lot lol) - he's sooo tired of hearing MJ and Cool P argue ("just kill each other already") - he just wants to be left alone - wears turtlenecks and rings - has to look fabulous at all times - loves coffee

Memphis: - doesn't want to get in trouble but somehow always ends up getting in trouble because of MJ or Cool P (because they are assholes) (Mephis still likes to spend time with his buddies tho, even if it doesn't always end up being good for him) - his hair is extremely floofy and soft, it's unbelievable - he seems a little shy to me..

and that's all I guess.. I don't really have any headcanons for the other dudes, but I might come up with something someday

[wannabe-cartoonist-blog]

Jabberwock Redesigns + Headcanons (pictures incld. read description)

Thought it'd be fun to redesign/edit pics of Jabberwock from knb, bc I've never really liked their designs (for various reasons).

This is a looooong post, so it's going below a cut, but I hope you enjoy!

Prefacing with these are just my opinions/headcanons.

One of my main issues with Last Game has always been the change in animation style. Characters' hair seems flatter, their eyes smaller, their frames lankier, they also seem much older than they actually are due to an abundance of fine linework. Another thing that always bugged me was Jabberwock. Besides from having only really 2 characters of note (Nash and Jason) their designs were just so....jarring. It didn't feel like these were characters who existed in the world of knb. So I've always wanted to try to redesign them. These are less redesigns, and more like headcanons + edits. I feel like I would draw them (namely Nick, Allen, and Zach) differently if I had the chance (to make them more distinct). But that is a job for another day. A post over on the other subreddit got me thinking harder about my Jabberwock headcanons, and I've always wanted to try to "fix" what I found wrong with their designs, so that's what this post is inspired by. I namely wanted to make it look like you could find these designs for Jabberwock in the anime TV series and not find them aesthetically out of place.

Before I get into my redesigns + explanations, I want to go over something very quickly.

Names in KnB

Canonically, every group/team/character in KnB is given a name with significance by the creator, Fujimaki-sensei. It's one of my most favorite things about knb; how much thought goes into a simple name. A character's first/given name in knb signifies their character traits (Ryouta means "cool boy", Shintaro means "serious son/boy", Atsushi means "serene", etc). A character's last/family name groups them together with their teammates with some sort of theme (the Miracles have colors in their family/lastnames, Kaijo's are names of Japanese rivers, Shutoku's are names of Japanese mountains, etc). Jabberwock's theme for last/family names is precious metals (as assigned by Fujimaki). Of the five significant/named characters in Jabberwock, only two of them have both a first/given and last/family name (Nash Gold Jr and Jason Silver). "Gold" and "silver" being the two precious metals represented by each character. The rest of Jabberwock doesn't have last/family names, and their first/given names are the reference to the precious metal (Allen; aluminum, Nick; nickel, Zach; zinc). So, you can see why this bothers me (bc I'm insane); only two characters match the rest of the knb's cast's pattern of naming. So, a major change I'd make would be to assign lastnames to/rename Allen, Nick, and Zach. But even then, Nash and Jason's last/given names are outliers too, as their names are simply the name of the previous metals by themselves. I've always seen Jabberwock as mirrors to the GoM, and the GoM's last/family names not only have the name of a color in them, but also another word, so their names aren't simply the name of a color on it's own (for example, Kuroko is "kuro" [black] + "ko" [child] and not just simply "Kuro" [Black]). So, if I had control, I would also modify Nash and Jason's last/family names so they weren't simply just the name of the previous metal on it's own. The GoM also have hair + eye colors that are reflective of the color in their names (besides Kuroko, who's color is "black", yet is assigned light blue). So, I would also recolor Jabberwock to have hair + eyecolors that match the colors of the precious metals in their names.

So, here are the main points to keep in mind as you read through this post and look at my redesigns:

- I want Jabberwock to look like they would fit into the anime TV series' style

- I would re-name them so they all fit a theme + pattern established by the main series/Fujimaki

- I would recolor their hair + eyes to reflect the colors of the precious metals alluded to in their names

Okay, now here we go.

Nash Goldbourne Jr.

I feel like Nash would have a name that sounds pretty distinguished, and is perhaps from a well-regarded family, but is sort of the wayward son. So, "goldbourne" seems sort of thematic to me (aka, it means to me "born-into-wealth"). I would also give him darker hair, that is more golden and less flaxen. His eyes are green canonically, but again, I want all of Jabberwock's hair and eye colors to match their precious metals, so I'd change those to gold too. I also feel like his Belial Eye would look extra cool all golden (and would serve as a good mirror to Akashi's golden Emperor Eye). He is also the only character in all of knb to have eyelashes the same color as his hair?? So I would take that away and make 'em black, like everyone else. Nash's OG design just looks too much like Alex (light blonde hair, green eyes) to me. (Alex also has black eyelashes despite being white, just as Nash, so it's not like it's a stylistic choice assigned to all caucasian characters). Jabberwock has a lot of piercings, so I thought it'd be fun if all their piercings were made of the precious metal in their names, so I changed Nash's silver piercings to gold. He still looks a little like Kise, but that was the case for his OG design anyway sooo. -shrug-

Jason Silverton

So. Elephant in the room; anime is notoriously bad at designing characters' of African descent. In specific, I've noticed over the years that a lot of anime artists love to give African characters beady eyes, despite the fact that every other characters' eyes are exaggerated/accentuated. They also love to add a lot of fine linework, which, imo, creates the illusion of wrinkles, which can cause characters to look significantly older than they actually are. Fujimaki/knb is no exception. Jabberwock's members are all in their late teens-early 20s (at most). So, basically, you'll notice a major thing I did for all of Jabberwock's members (that I personally think improved their designs significantly) was simply enlarge their eyes and irises + remove some of their wrinkles. Canon Jason's hair is also very white to me, and doesn't really convey "silver" imo. I don't think I executed it that well, but I think it would be fun if Jason had that same duo-toned hair that Kagami and Aomine had. I think it would be a fun way to allude to the reflective/shiny nature of actual silver. I don't really have a fun explanation behind "Silverton" like I do for Nash's lastname, other than I think it sounds nice and that something, somewhere in the far recesses of my mind is telling me that some sort of irl athlete has the last name Silverton...? Someone lmk is I'm crazy or not.

Nicholas "Nick" Nickells

His OG design wasn't so bad, but he suffered from small eyes + excessive wrinkles like everyone else, so I adjusted those to help make him look younger. If I had full control, I'd probably make his hair sliiightly longer, so that Nick's hair less resembles Jason's hair and also makes it so Nash doesn't stand out too much as the only character with longer hair (I think it'd help make him look more youthful too). Also, I had no issue with his OG hair color, but since I wanted to keep him on theme with everybody else, I changed his hair color to resemble the hue of actual nickel a little more (and his piercings!). Canonically, he is only known as "Nick", and since I decided to give all the lastname-less Jabberwock characters lastnames, I thought "Nick Nick____" would sound very cheesy. And since nicknames are a big thing in the US, I thought it'd be fun that what if his firstname was actually "Nicholas", and all his boys simply dubbed him "Nick" based on his lastname/nickname for his given name?

Zach Bronsley

First things first: I gave him less wrinkles, bigger eyes + irises. Now we are truly entering my "I'm doing whatever I want" portion of this post lol. Canonically, "Zach" is suppose to alluded to "zinc" but it doesn't convey that like at all to me. Zinc is also grey-ish and we've got too many elements that color already imo. Plus, we have gold and silver, why not have a bronze, to truly round out the Olympic medals? (lol). So, since I changed his precious metal to "bronze", I recolored his eyes, eyebrows, and 'stache (to a lesser extent) to be more bronze-y. Plus, piercings are now made of bronze!

Allen Copperty

Last but not least, we have our camera-shy Allen. Seriously, it was so hard to get a decent pic of him (and even then, Nick is still in this frame, I just cropped him out lol). Again; bigger eyes + irises, less wrinkles. His canon element is also aluminum, and just like with "Zack" + "zinc", I don't get "Allen" from "aluminum" at all (plus it's also another grey-ish metal grrrr!!). So, I decided to change his precious metal too. Copper is a very iconic precious metal to me so it came to mind/seemed fitting. Also, if we have nickel, it only seemed right to have copper. So I changed his hair and eye color to a more orangey/coppery brown. And his jewlery, but probably not made of actual copper, bc that shit would turn green so fast lol. I also think it'd be quite fun if he had medium-length dreads or something (akin to Meguro's, but with Allen's sweatband pushing them back, plus perhaps copper-toned tips?; it'd also help make him look more youthful). But I wouldn't have been able to edit that well, so just accept this for now.

And that's that!

If you read all the way to the end, thank you! Again, this is just for fun and I don't mean to upset anybody. These are just choices/changes that I personally would make, hypothetically. Lmk what you think!

[heartstringsduet]

Ohh for the wip name game - any of them that you would love to talk about but wasn't asked yet!!! Or one that you just wanna gush a little more about!!!

Okay thanks, then let me talk about Fathers. It doesn't have a fancy name yet but it was supposed to explore the relationship of the boys with their fathers-in-law.

So Carlos and Owen. TK and Gabriel.

And basically, the premise is, they both change their minds as they get to know the other. TK starts liking Gabriel more and Carlos starts liking Owen less. Which...is a bold claim, I know. I do love Owen/Carlos scenes. I just also watch the show and think, if I were the partner of TK, would I truly truly always love Owen? I mean it is complicated of course. I don't think Carlos would end up hating Owen. He's too important. But I want him to lose a bit of the glossy admiration and see him as more as a person. This is the part I already started and got a bit deeper in. Gabriel/TK was supposed to be Part II so nothing is written there and for obvious reasons, it might look very different now with how short the time was they knew each other.

(and I actually think it has some of my strongest writing in any WIPs so that's something. I do want to work on it but have sooo many other projects)

This was such a looooong reply. Still, here's a snippet of Fathers:

When Captain Strand enters the room, everyone exits their stupor, this vigil they held around TK’s bed. It’s then that Carlos notices that he hadn’t even greeted them, doesn’t know the people TK works with and has probably burned that bridge by being this impolite. There’s little he can do now, because he doesn’t dare interrupt them as they talk to their Captain. It’s best to use the distraction to slip out the room unnoticed, even if his heart tugs painfully every step he takes away from TK’s side.

There’s no way he can go home now. There’s no way he can overstay his welcome with TK’s father here either. He’ll just change at home, then go to the hospital cafeteria and wait until it feels like reasonable time has passed to return.

“Officer Reyes,” Captain Strand says, just as Carlos is at the door out, “would you mind sticking around for a minute?”

His insides raw, Carlos longs to be rude enough to decline. Contention fosters between Southern politeness and male assertiveness. At last he remembers that staying means a few more moments in the room with TK and it’s suddenly the easiest decision to stay.

Captain Strand pulls up another chair on the other side of the bed and gestures for him to sit. The seat is still warm like Carlos never left. He wonders if the mattress is too, from where he leant on it to hold TK’s arm. Now, he doesn’t dare reach out. Instead Carlos draws back up, slips into the hardened persona like it can shield him from this fatherly presence.

“Sorry for keeping you here longer. You must have come after a long shift.”

“No need to apologize, sir. I--” and here he pauses, unsure on how to finish, but only the truth dares to be spoken, “I want to be here. If that’s okay.”

“You know, TK has never been any good at keeping secrets,” Captain Strand says, smiling at the hand of his son held easily in his now. “Even as a little kid, you could just immediately tell when he lied. It's his eyes. He doesn’t need a tell, his eyes are a window. Anyway... there was no use in telling us he didn’t secretly secretly have candy before dinner, or that he did his homework, or that he didn’t throw sand at the neighbors kid on the playground.”

Carlos had expected questions. Hadn’t expected pieces of TK, he could treasure. It immediately makes his throat burn.

Holding Captain Strand’s gaze now is a herculean task, especially when he hears, “I knew he’d been acting different the past few weeks. But he never told me about you.”

[glitchylaptop]

New Pin Post / New Year Special ☆!

Heeeeeeello there! Como estan jeje :], I was finally able to update this and improve some things, buuut in order not to make the introduction so looooong, we are...!

Ok ok so, why that name? Why with a theme from the Super Mario Brothers franchise? And among other things that maybe they will have their answer later and well, here you have my little introduction!

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Hello again hehe, as you see it is not surprising that my name is Glitchy but you can call me a nickname or just Glitch honestly, the reason for my name is "unknown" :)

Your Glitchy Hostess to serve you ✨

I'm the main and only Host at the moment (there's a possibility that there are two Hosts but I am thinking about it) of the Super Glitchy 64 System! And you will see that I am mostly the one who fronts the most but whatever! And my color text, as you already saw, is black, pink, purple and blue in order, because they're my favorite colors in order (not because I'm bisexual xd) but sometimes it will just be the basic black text

We are fictive heavy, although there's two others alters and then me, but if you want to know the list of all the members:

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˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　˚　　　　 . ★⋆. ࿐࿔ THERE YOU GO!.   　　˚　　 　　*　　 　　✦　　　.　　.　　　✦　˚ 　　　　 ˚　.˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　 　　 　　　　 ੈ✧̣̇˳·˖✶

Now here are some basic information about me if you are interested in reading hehe!

I'm currently 19 years old, my birthday is June 9, my native language is spanish but it is supposed to be english but meh! I mostly speak spanish than english, I don't have the best english so sorry for any mistakes I have ^^"

My pronouns are she/her and I'm pansexual, I'm currently taked with my girlfriend, I used to date a boy but currently I don't know what happened to him, I just hope he's okay

I currently have a hyperfixation with Murder Drones (as seen on the V-themed blog) and you may see me reblog other hyperfixations but my main focus is Murder Drones (I don't care if the series has already ended for a long time, I'll still be waiting for the season 2, "but that will never happen" I KNOW, I KNOW VERY WELL but let me be happy with that non-canon thought in my head)

Even if I mostly reblog hyperfixations, I also reblog random things, like photos, gifs, art, ect, things that do not include a specific fandom, here I also warn you that sometimes I reblog suggestive/NSFW/+18 things but I reblog those things in the early morning when I'm not sleepy or bored lol. Also if you see posts posted between 10 pm to 3 am, they are posts in queue

Sometimes I would like to post random things, like my drawings or opinions, but I'm honestly a lil embarrassed, I'm even embarrassed to meet and talk to people, I don't mind meeting and making new friends, but sometimes I have negative thoughts

Even if I said that I have hyperfixations, none of them compare to the great love, affection and comfort that I have for Super Mario 64. That game was somehow part of my childhood along with other games that I played as a child with my brother, like Mario Kart 64 or the DS version of Super Mario 64 but the original Super Mario 64 takes the crown, although I had hyperfixations like Frozen and My Little Pony, Super Mario 64 remained saved and marked in my childhood heart ♡

And here I don't know what else to say, I would say more about Super Mario 64 or my likes but that would be going on too long, if you want to know something about me, don't hesitate to ask me!

Oki doki! Well, I hope I haven't bored you with some things about me, so let's move on to this next part:

‧˚₊꒷︶☆︶꒷꒦⊹EDIT REQUESTS INFO ☆!‧˚₊꒷︶☆︶꒷꒦⊹

Ok ok then, next I will give you an explanation of what I can do, the whitelist/blacklist and sources!

So far I can make icons, headers, layouts, moodboards, stimboards, reply icons, gifs. Maybe in the future my edition will change or add more things

WHITELIST ♡!

Glitchcore (obviously hehe), vaporwave, cyberpunk, starcore, spacecore, horrorcore, any aesthetic honestly but I'll have to check if it's problematic or not

My hyperfixations or brainrots that I have, sometimes if you request something related to something I like at the moment I would be so happy to do it :3

Any character and ship that are ok for me, of course I also know that not all characters and ships will be ok for me

BLACKLIST ♡!

An aesthetic that is problematic or that I don't feel comfortable doing

No source honestly, but problematic sources are selective

Any problematic character (depending on what actions they did) and problematic ship (there are some ships that I hate or make me uncomfortable)

SOURCES ★!

Here I was too lazy to put specific sources, so I made this list: movies, series, webseries, video games, webcomics, comics, animes, ocs, etc. I can make problematic sources but as I said, they are selective

Mmm, what else is there to put here? Oh yes! I don't have a DNI but I can block you if you discomfort me, but for now thanks for reading! <3

[wondon23-the-drowned-kid]

ill confess this is a lot even for me to do it... (the m.o.d tome features) (inportant read the desc at the end)

(Huge thanks for the mod Mowzie’s mobs for the ferror Worghtnaut i think thats how its spelled)

(seasons include winter,attum,summer and spring diferent events happen depending on the season)  

(how i hate the fact my english is more shiter then horse shit... forgive me viewers ;w;) now lisen up this is the mod speaking and i just wana say that yeah... this book only the first chapter has like THOUSENS of things new... and ill be honest it would take SO FREAKING LONG to make it all so i added some of the things i wanted some of theses mobs werent even made by me but the mobs: apiary,warrior,mage,lotti,monsterhunter,mysteryus trader,king villager,megaboomer and Peak-a-boo. were made by me. so heres how it will be ill make a list of all of the new things that were added here cuz if i try to draw EVERYTHING dear god...it would take so freaking looooong ;-; so in this case if you must know the ref or the information about such thing as mob or feature you have 100% permission to dms me for the dethails im open and ill awser you when i have time besides this is the path im takeing. over 50+ mobs like cmon and 8 new bosses. (one last thing before the list some of theses mobs were also made so people could just do their charecters based on them. however lotti is sort of mine so dont copy him too much hes a boy i have been dreaming for the past 3years and I WANT HIM IN MINECRAFT PLEASE MOJANG) also some of theses features are entirely form mods well its the M.O.D tome what ya expect ?? for thoses ill still give info by using the mod the most ill describe is the one mobs made or based on smt but still made by me.

so heres the list and feel free to dms me for ref and new sutff:

Blocks: Ores: silver ore,thaleonite ore,ruby,topaz,saphire,lithium,titanium. decotrative: Mushy carpets,mosaic block (it has diferent colors), Cristal block,cristal glass,wallpaper empty blocks,drain block,chain block, stick block,hopper block and camuflage block. plants: Fosfirita flower,cotton flower,blue gaper,cornila flower,mountain moss.

Mobs!! (theses here are diferent ones from the first ones showed): illagers: Dynamite illarger,horse illarger, stealth illarger, tank illarger, villager: the painter,the quest maker and the floricultist. creepers:(along with a huge pack from the more creepers mod),burried creeper, missile creeper and the hollow creeper. animals: (EXTREMLY BIG thing from alex mobs NEVER UPSETS ME but no animals from the nether and the end are here from the mod) Quivster,beetle,ants,firelizard and viper, undead: dead warrior,dead chemistry exper,dead mage,dead archer. reinforced skeleton,golden skeleton,jungle skeleton, lost miner skeleton. 

BOSSES!!!: the 3 brothers of acient magic, The dead king, scrapster, meteoriter, sky chaser, sea recker.

features: Heavy wind!,mega trees (aka trees made with 12 spalings together),sandstorms,snowstorms,pushing winds,heavy rain,color change of trees.

items: Bloat fruit,dynamite bar,silver,titanium,lithium,thaleonite= amors and tools., wardrober table,forge anvil,fish net, long bow, harpoon,copper tools,mushy balls,rubble,wallpaper,camuflage paint, automatic pusher,beetle meat,magma scales (and boots), poison glands, rusty axe,rusty sword,rusty shield,old wand,rusty bow, reinforced bones, golden bones, muddy bones, cracked bones. flying potion,blasting potion,firetouch potion,morph potion,quest paper,advence fishing rod,golden fish rod, angler trinkets, super sword, zaladios, blasting powder, super streagth potion,super insta heal potion, contrapack.

food: (cooking for block heads makes a aperence here for variouse things) icecream,pizza,spagtthie and shulker meal.

new gran quest: 4 elemental stones (foreshadow ;) )

Mod: i guess I GUESS this is everything im trying my best on remenber everything i planed im telling you I THINK A LOT! and if theres smt im missing here and there i juge myself a lot for forgeting but again ya guys can ask for info im open im sorry i dint draw everythign but look at that IT WOULD TAKE AN ETERNITY. anywayes thats all.

(when your langueg isnt english) 

inglesh people:

[jingabitch]

Armed to the Fangs ch.11

SUMMARY: you grew up in the hunter’s guild, understanding that it is your sacred duty as a hunter to protect humanity from the vampires that lurk in the dark, draining the life from anyone unlucky enough to be caught. while making the rounds one night, you encounter taehyung, a fabled born vampire - not that you know that when he tries to entice you into a dark alley. next thing you know, you’re kidnapped and taken to their home, where you realise that all of them somehow crave your blood and seem to know more about your past than you do. finding out about where you came from might be the key to setting humanity free.

PAIRING: eventual ot7 x reader

WARNINGS: some description of violence, angst, pining, maybe eventual smut but not for a looooong time, slow burn (really the slowest of burns), fainting from blood loss, things move along in this chapter!

RATING: T

WORD COUNT: 3.8k

A/N: thank you @pasteljeon for looking over this for me. hope you enjoy this update before i disappear again LOL

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All of them watched with bated breath as you walked across the room. They could hear your heart pounding madly inside your chest, but your footsteps were resolute and steady. If not for their supernatural hearing, they would have been fooled into thinking that you were completely confident.

“Y/n,” Hoseok rasped, his gaze fixed on you. You tried not to think of the gleam in his eyes as predatory.

Clenching your fists to stop your hands from trembling, you perched lightly on the edge of the mattress. Hoseok’s eyes zeroed in on your jugular, on the almost imperceptible motion of your pulse under the thin, sensitive skin. Even as his instincts clamoured for the blood rushing under your flesh that would save him, there was a sense of hesitance, of guilt, and it was reflected in the slightly sluggish way he reached for you, beating back the urge to pounce.

The other boys shared glances. It was all but clear that you didn’t know the extent of the commitment you were making right now. It wasn’t just a one-time thing: this would bind Hoseok – and the others – to you forever. Were you really okay with this?

Tension was high in the room as the boys debated with each other silently over what to do. They knew that Seokjin wouldn’t tell you until after the deed was done. Better to ask for forgiveness than permission, after all, and once you were bound to them, there would be time aplenty to make it up to you. Jungkook, on the other hand, had his fists clenched by his sides.

“Wait—” he cried, his cheeks flushed and his brows drawn down into a scowl.

It felt like everything in the room stopped as all the occupants swiveled their heads around to look at Jungkook. He seemed to realize, too, immediately clamming up and ducking his head as all his bravado vanished in an instant.

Luckily for you, Yoongi took courage from his younger brother’s outburst, continuing where Jungkook hadn’t dared to. “There are some things you should know before you commit to this.”

Hoseok, who hadn’t had the energy for a long, drawn-out explanation, slumped back against the headrest with relief – and a little disappointment. After all, if you ran out of here screaming – which was a real possibility – he might not survive it.

Perched lightly on the edge of the mattress, you redirected your attention to Yoongi. From the sombre inflection in his voice, you could tell that what he was going to say was serious.

“Hoseok… he isn’t sick, or dying because of what happened the other day, or anything like that,” Yoongi started, taking some time to gather his thoughts before he launched into the main part of his explanation.

“You triggered… something in him when you met him,” he continued, putting it as delicately as possible. There was a lot of information that you probably shouldn’t have yet, and all of the brothers were in agreement that regardless of whether you bound yourself to Hoseok, it would be too soon for you to know the full extent of your significance to them. Hell, not all of them were even ready to admit to themselves what was going on.

“What is it?” Curious, you leaned forward.

“His body is rejecting packaged blood,” Namjoon cut Yoongi off smoothly with a more elegant explanation that was less likely to send you screaming for the hills. “He can’t keep any of the blood we have on hand down. He needs a live donor.”

“A live donor…” you murmured to yourself, turning back towards Hoseok thoughtfully. You didn’t know if what they were telling you was true, or even plausible, but then again, you weren’t really an expert on vampire anatomy and biology. Unless it was about the most efficient way to dispatch one, of course.

“Not just that,” Namjoon continued. “There are… some people who are more compatible with certain vampires than others.” That was an understatement of the mate bond so severe it was basically mischaracterization. “You and Hoseok just happen to be compatible in that way. Once he drinks from you, he will need to keep doing it.”

That was the key information you needed, they thought. The mate bond, and all of it… none of them were quite ready to lay all their cards on the table, but you had to know that this wasn’t a one-time deal.

You blanched, your head whipping back around to Namjoon, who was leaning against the wall next to the bedroom door. “I… what?” you breathed in shock and some horror. This had to be a trope from a horror movie, right? Being a permanent blood bag, getting drained of your life bit by bit until there was none of it left to sustain you…

There was nothing you could imagine that was more terrifying. Visions of all the drained bodies you’d come across in your life flashed before your eyes, pale, cold, hard, their necks torn and bloody. You didn’t want that, you thought, feeling like you were sinking into a black hole.

Taehyung sprang forward as you swayed slightly, your face pale as you processed the bombshell Namjoon had dropped on you. “Y/n! Are you okay?” he asked in concern, his hands outstretched to catch you if you fell.

“No…” you murmured. “If you’re going to drain me, do it in one shot. Don’t draw it out.” Even faced with the fear of death, your commitment to the debt you owed Hoseok won out. He’d saved your life, and now you would save his – even at the expense of your own. It was the hunter code, and even if you weren’t a hunter anymore, the habits ingrained in you since you could remember were impossible to break.

Despite how faint and thready the sound of your voice was, all the boys heard you fine. It was so silent in the next moment that even you could hear your own heartbeat pounding in your ears.

Then the room exploded into action. There was indistinguishable yelling, and Taehyung lurched forward, grabbing your hands. It seemed you’d tripped over a land mine somehow, though you weren’t sure what it was, or how you’d triggered them.

“Y/n,” Taehyung said, getting way too close to your face. He gave you an imploring gaze, and the sadness in his eyes made you want to turn away in discomfort, though you couldn’t bring yourself to. “Hoseok would never drain you.” His voice, filled with sincerity, made you feel almost guilty for ever thinking that Hoseok would do such a thing, but then you remembered your first encounter with him, and pulled your hands out of his grasp.

“Y/n, I promise you,” Namjoon added. “The bond between m—vampires and their feeders is all but unbreakable. When… if,” he amended hastily, “you let Hoseok feed from you, he will do everything in his power to keep you safe, including from himself.”

You looked up, and Namjoon nodded at you, the conviction in the set of his jaw clear. The rest of the boys were nodding in agreement, and you turned to look at Hoseok, who was still leaning weakly against the headboard. There wasn’t much expression on his face, but he’d marshalled what seemed like the last of his strength to nod at you, leaning forward slightly.

You took a breath, steeling yourself. “Okay,” you whispered, your voice sounding like it could dissipate into the wind. You trembled as you walked towards the bed, but your steps didn’t waver. The time it took you to cross the room felt like a microsecond stretched into eternity, and you were almost surprised when you reached the bed.

Hoseok’s eyes immediately fixed on your neck, watching the almost imperceptible way your vein throbbed. He could hear the thrum of the blood rushing through it, smell the delicious aroma wafting off you. In your agitation, your heart had quickened, and your face had become flushed, making the scent all the stronger.

You could sense more than see the ravenous hunger pouring off the vampire. It might have been because of your hunter training but, you thought, it was more likely the survival instinct of prey animals that made you hyperaware of the intense stare you were pinned under. That same instinct made you want to run for the hills, but instead you fisted your hands in the sheets to anchor yourself.

“Okay,” you repeated, almost like a mantra to keep yourself calm – or at least, looking that way on the outside – as you steeled yourself, leaning closer to Hoseok as you tipped your head to the side to expose the vein that he’d been eyeing so hungrily.

There was a breathless second of anticipation… and then he struck.

Almost absently, you noted the fluid grace to his movements as he grabbed you, the fingers of one hand spearing through the hair at the base of your head to hold your head in that position as the other rested on your shoulder. There was something almost tender about the way his thumb stroked your collarbone. By contrast, the inhuman speed he used to move his head to your neck and sink his teeth into the flesh reminded you that this was no intimate encounter. You were food, and from the muffled moans of satisfaction you could hear coming from Hoseok, a rather delicious meal at that.

Helplessly, you let out a small whimper, your fingers loosening from the sheets. You wondered if it was in your head, or if the slight weakness you felt in your extremities was because of the blood loss. Despite the boys’ assurances that no harm would come to you, the way Hoseok continued greedily gulping down the blood currently gushing into his mouth was definitely cause for concern, you thought.

Just as you were sure you were going to pass out, Hoseok extracted his teeth from your neck, lapping at the wounds to close them and clean the errant rivulets of blood running down your neck. Hopefully he got them all, you thought slightly dizzily. You liked this shirt.

It was nice that Hoseok was still holding on to your hair, you noted as you leaned against his arm. He was basically propping you up at this point.

You were conscious, but just barely, as you felt Hoseok lower you onto the mattress. Yoongi was the first one to step forward, and he pushed your hair out of your face and behind your ear tenderly. “You took too much,” he castigated Hoseok.

“I know,” Hoseok mumbled, looking ashamed.

“No, you’re good.” You didn’t know why, but the misery radiating from Hoseok stirred something in you. Despite how weak you felt, your priority was making him feel better instead of your own self-preservation. “I’m fine, see?” Taking in a deep breath, you tried to push yourself into a sitting position, but the arm you were using to support your weight collapsed, and Yoongi caught you before you flopped back onto the mattress.

“We should let her rest.” Seokjin came closer and rearranged you, tucking you in next to Hoseok. “She’ll need a cookie or something to raise her blood sugar level.”

You meant to get up and protest that you were fine, you could take care of yourself, but you were suddenly so tired and cold, and it was so cozy and comfortable under the sheets that you just let yourself drift off.

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Your head hurt like you were hungover, but you knew that definitely wasn’t the case because there hadn’t been any parties at the manor. With a groan, you turned over and opened your eyes slightly, wincing.

In a flash, Hoseok was there beside you, slowly helping you up. He looked a lot better than he had earlier, his cheeks rounder and fuller, his eyes sparkling again.

“How long have I been out?” you asked, your voice raspy. Immediately, Jungkook appeared, holding a glass of water out for you. You reached out to take it from him, but he refused to hand it over, instead holding it in front of your face.

Annoyed, you sighed. “I’m not an invalid,” you told him, grabbing the cup anyway. He didn’t let go, and in the end, your hand was around his as you both tilted the cup towards you.

When you drained the glass, Jungkook took it away from you, putting it down on the bedside table, before returning to fuss over you.

“You guys, I’m okay,” you protested, trying to push the covers off your body to get out of bed. This clearly wasn’t your room, and you wanted to go back. “Where’s Injeolmi?”

“Jimin’s looking after him,” Hoseok reassured you. “You can go back to your room, just eat something first?” The imploring gaze he levelled on you left you powerless to do anything but nod at him.

Seokjin must have been eavesdropping, because it wasn’t even thirty seconds after that that he appeared in the doorway, holding a giant tray of food that he set down in front of you.

“Where did you get this?” you asked, bemused. You hadn’t seen a bed tray in the manor before, and it wasn’t something you’d have thought seven vampires living alone needed.

“Just laying around,” Seokjin said cagily before taking the covers off the food. A hearty beef stew, rice, and an array of side dishes sat neatly on the tray.

“Wow,” you marvelled as you picked up the spoon. Seokjin, despite being unable to eat, constantly wowed you with his culinary creations. The boys watched over you closely as you stuffed your face merrily, only seeming to relax when you’d finished every last morsel of food and slumped back, spent, against the pillows.

“You should get some more rest,” Seokjin said as he picked up the bed tray and made to leave the room.

You nodded in response. The carb coma was starting to get to you, and you pushed the covers off, intending to go back to your room to sleep it off. The other boys protested, but eventually gave in, on the condition that Jungkook would walk you back to your room.

Thankfully, you made the short walk back without any mishaps. Jimin was still there with Injeolmi when you came in, but after making sure that you were okay, he left too.

“Hey, baby,” you crooned at Injeolmi, who leapt off the couch and came to weave around your ankles. You picked him up and went to sit on your bed, leaning against the pillows. Leaning your head back and staring at the ceiling, your hand came up to your neck. The wounds had healed almost instantly – some sort of supernatural magic, you were sure – but the skin was still tender.

For the first time, the gravity of the situation sank in. What the hell were you doing? Sure, you’d wanted to save Hoseok, and the vampires had been nothing but nice to you, challenging your perception of them, but one split second decision had shackled you to them forever. All your grand ideas of using your newfound freedom to do something more normal with your life, or maybe travel… all gone in a second. You had to be here at the manor now.

Was this really okay? Being a blood bag for Hoseok? It wasn’t as bad as you’d thought, but that was because you’d been prepared to die today. Losing consciousness from blood loss definitely wasn’t great, and if this was going to happen frequently, your health was definitely going to suffer for it.

You were on the brink of spiraling into a panic when you heard a knock on the door.

“It’s open,” you called, not moving from your position to see who it was.

“Hey,” Namjoon said when he entered, standing in the entrance of the room.

“What is it?” you asked, lifting your head off the pillows to look at him. You shifted the hand that had been resting on your neck down to your stomach, but Namjoon had noticed it anyway.

“I went out and bought those brownies from that shop you like,” Namjoon said, holding up the paper bag.

That was sufficient to tempt you, and you sat up on the bed, crossing your legs. “Wow, what’s the occasion?” you asked, holding your hands out for the brownies.

Namjoon shrugged, handing them over. “You need to get your blood sugar levels up.”

“Right,” you said, scooching off the bed to sit on the floor. You weren’t about to get crumbs on your sheets. Namjoon came and sat down next to you, both of you leaning against the bed frame.

“How are you feeling?” he asked as you popped the box open, picking up the little plastic fork that came inside. Salted butterscotch, your favourite flavour.

“I feel a lot better now,” you said, half distracted watching the fork sink into the brownie. You popped it into your mouth and groaned in bliss. This one shop was open at odd hours of the night, and sometimes you used to pop by to grab a snack after your patrol when you’d had a particularly bad week, or when you were expecting your period.

“I can tell,” he responded drily, watching you savour the sweet treat. Despite his deadpan countenance, the fact that he’d managed to make you so happy made joy unfurl in his chest, suffusing him with warmth. “Jin-hyung told me that you finished all the yukgaejang.”

“Mhm,” you hummed around another mouthful of chocolatey goodness.

“I was talking about emotionally, though. A lot happened today. Are you okay with it?” he asked carefully, ducking slightly to get a better look at your face.

That statement stopped you in your tracks. You swallowed the mouthful of food, then laid the fork back into the box and put it on the ground carefully. Reaching up, you took the bottle of water on the bedside table that you were sure Jimin had left for you when he came back with Injeolmi.

You opened it and took a long, slow sip of water. Then another one, as you gathered your thoughts. When you couldn’t drink any more water or draw it out any longer, you bit your lip before speaking slowly and carefully. “I’ll learn to live with it,” you said, trying to tiptoe around it.

Namjoon frowned. “That doesn’t sound promising.”

You shrugged wearily. “What difference does it make? I made a commitment, and I have to see it through.” As you said it, you knew it was the right answer. You’d give up all the new dreams you’d been nurturing deep in your heart since you’d come to terms with your expulsion from the guild, and repay your life debt to the fullest.

Namjoon hummed. “Why do you seem unhappy, then?”

“I just…” You tried to choke back the sob, but your voice went high and weird, and you had to stop to compose yourself. “I’d been thinking about what I could do with my life, now that I’m no longer a hunter, you know? Maybe travel, or pick up new interests, or something. Normal things that normal people in their twenties do.”

“Well, you could still do that,” Namjoon said, bumping his shoulder against yours.

“How? I have to stay in the manor forever. I won’t be able to travel.” Your shoulders slumped, and you leaned slightly into Namjoon, unconsciously seeking his support.

“You know, we used to travel around the world all the time,” Namjoon said lightly. “So don’t rule it out yet. Things might change again.”

You were about to interrupt to question him, but he’d continued speaking. “And if you want to find new interests, I’m sure we can figure something out. Between the seven of us, our interests run the gamut.”

That made you crack a smile. “Really?”

“Really,” Namjoon confirmed, turning to look at you. You brought your knees into your chest and rested your cheekbone on the tops of them, facing him.

“You already know that Jin-hyung loves to cook. Yoongi-hyung likes music and I’m sure he’d be glad to teach you if you asked. Hoseok used to love dancing, although he hasn’t in… a good while.” Namjoon grimaced at the thought. “You’re always welcome in my library or garden, you know that. Jimin… well… you seem to have bonded well over your love for Injeolmi. Taehyung, as I’m sure you’ve noticed, is into fashion and has been dying to revamp your wardrobe.” He gave a little eye roll at that. “And Jungkook, that little muscle pig, is always working out.”

Blinking, you tried to digest all of that. To be frank, you’d never quite bothered to take note of the boys’ individual personalities and interests, something that made you feel a little ashamed now, since it was clear that they’d been so conscientious about you.

“I’ll think about it,” you finally said, shooting Namjoon a small smile. “Thank you.”

He smiled back at you, and feeling a lot better, you picked up the pastry box again.

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“Report.”

“The target was dispatched, sir.” Jennie stood at attention in front of the imposing desk in the Head’s office. Her toes twitched uneasily in her boots, but her gaze remained resolute and steady.

“Excellent. You are dismissed.” With that, Master Bang looked back down at the papers on his desk.

Bowing, Jennie turned to see herself out. It wasn’t until she was back in her room that she allowed herself to relax, sinking onto her knees right in front of her closed door. The bald-faced lie was the last favour she could do her ex-best friend. At least now Master Bang wouldn’t send anyone else after you… at least as long as you were smart enough to lay low.

The moment the door had shut behind Jennie, Master Bang stood up and made his way down the narrow flight of stairs in his bedroom.

“The plan is moving along smoothly, Sir. Y/n has thrown in her lot with the vampire brothers.” There was no way you were actually dead, as Jennie had reported. If you were, he would have a massacre on his hands, led by the born vampires holed up in the manor. Master Bang wondered idly if he should punish Jennie for her dishonesty, but then discarded the idea. He had much bigger fish to fry.

“When I take back my birthright, you will be by my side forever.”

The words warmed Master Bang’s heart. Forever was a long time – just long enough for him to spend with the love of his life.

[darkisrising]

Five Times, by DarkIsRising pt3(pt1)

What’s that you say? That’s confusing? Lol, you are absolutely right, but in my defense, this section is getting looooong. So I’ve split part 3 into two parts. If you need to catch up with the story thus far: part one | part two Five Times Din and Luke Met (and one time they never parted)

3.  

The third time he sees him, Luke actually gets the drop on the Mandalorian for a change.

He’s working on his X-Wing in a hanger on Mos Eisley, back for round two with this artifact he now has confirmation is definitely, for sure, absolutely, possibly, perhaps still here. Which is the best lead he’s had in weeks, so here he is. Docked in a hangar, repairing the worst of some damage his ship had sustained flying through an asteroid belt.

Be it the Force that Luke has been learning to listen to these past few years or the sheer dumb luck his childhood friend Biggs used to say followed him around like slime off a Hutt, either way it just so happens that Luke is glancing up at the sky right as a very distinctive pre-Empire gunship cuts through the atmo.

“Keep working on the ‘fighter, Artoo,” he says, sounding reasonably calm though his heart has kicked into hyperdrive. “I need to go see someone about something.”

He hasn’t gone two steps when he’s accosted by the hangar’s once-mechanic now-manager, who’s so pissed her dark, curly hair has reached truly epic proportions around her head. And maybe her moods and her hair aren’t actually connected, but it has always seemed that way to Luke.

“You can’t leave that here.”

“Oh, come on, Peli.” Luke is sure that Jedi aren’t supposed to whine, but since no one is really supposed to know he’s a Jedi—Leia’s orders—he tries to only do Jedi things when his face is covered in a hood. So instead right now he’s just Luke Skywalker: back on Tatooine for a visit. Which means he’s Luke Skywalker: hapless farm boy about to get a scolding.

“Nuh uh. Don’t give me those big, blue eyes, Skywalker. Two weeks. Two weeks you left me with that thing taking up space in my hangar. Costing me a perfectly good berth while you were out galavantin’ around—”

“I told you I got picked up by a bounty hunter—”

Her nostrils flare as her eyes narrow, but Luke knows from experience that her moods tend to blow over quickly. He just has to stand there and weather it first. Which would normally be fine except there’s a Mandalorian somewhere nearby and if his plan is going to work he’s going to need to get out from bay three-five a lot faster than it’s currently happening.

Luke sighs, posture sinking down until he’s less of the poised, blade-sharpened Jedi he’s been working on becoming and more the boy he’d once been.

“Yeah and whose fault is that?” Peli Motto’s stance widens, her fists find her hips, and she settles in for the long haul. “Skywalker, you have been a pain in my ass since the day the Darklighter boy pulled you in here to gawk at the ships and it never stopped, not once, in all those years you spent bugging all the pilots with your kriffing karking questions. Now you seem to think all this time later you can show up here with that New Republic stink all over you and with bounties on your moisture farmer head and I’m supposed to let you do whatever you want for old time’s sake? Boy, I know you must be space-addled if you think for one click I’m just going to roll over and let you cost me pay on top of whatever else you’re getting me mixed up in.”

The years he’s spent away from Tatooine dissolve and he’s feeling almost sure that at any minute Aunt Beru is going to be commed to come get her nephew out from underfoot at the hangar again.

“I’m really sorry, Ms. Motto,” he says, like he used to be made to say by his aunt, her hand biting into his bicep where she held him as she whispered be polite. “I never meant to cause you any trouble.”

“You never do, kid,” she grouses, pulling down the towel that had been thrown over her shoulder to swipe the grease off her hands. “I agreed to let you fix your ship, nothing else.”

“I know, it’s just that there’s someone I’ve gotta go talk to. He isn’t far, just somewhere in the hangar. I won’t be long, promise,” Luke lies easily. “I’ll be back so fast you won’t even know I was ever gone.”

She relents with a scowl and a flap of her greased up towel.

Luke bends over the cockpit to grab his poncho, whispering to Artoo before he leaves: “It’s not going to be that fast, but I’ll be back for you as soon as I can make it.”

Artoo gives a series of concerned clicks and whirs while Luke is throwing his poncho on, running out while behind him he can hear Peli Motto yelling: “Wait. What did he say to you? Don’t roll away from me, droid, I know you understand me.”

He’s not worried about Artoo giving him up. He knows how to keep a secret.

*

Luke sprints through the hangar, dodging the pilots and mechanics and service droids as he goes. There’s a corridor between a few of the docking bays that he remembers and Luke slips into it, emerging out the other side to the bright suns beating down from their perch high in the sky.

His eyes quickly scan the crowd for a glint of beskar and a sharply hewed helmet. He spots it, and can’t help but grin when he realizes that he’s really done it. For once he’s the one that will be catching the Mandalorian off guard. Luke draws the shadows around him as he steps near, careful not to tip his hand before he’s ready.

The Mandalorian is looking over a speeder as the owner haggles over the rental price. He watches, amused, and when he’s ready he drops his Force cloaking so that as far as the Mandalorian is concerned, he’s appeared out of nowhere.

If there is a way for a man in a helmet to look surprised, well then that’s how the Mandalorian looks when he notices Luke standing there, grinning like the idiot everyone in Tatooine knows him to be.

“Don’t say anything,” Luke says raising his hand and he doesn’t mean to but there might be the slightest push of Force persuasion in his words. He shakes his head, and lets how much he wants this to happen leave his voice. Luke’s not looking to compel anyone into sleeping with him here, not even by accident. “I just think you should know that right now I'm not in your custody.”

“But you’re going to be,” comes the response after a long, assessing moment. His voice through the modulator doesn’t sound threatening, just matter of fact.

“Okay, well, maybe. But right now I’m not.”

“Okay?”

“Right,” Luke agrees, talking fast, his nerves making the skin around his mouth tingle faintly. “So since I’m not currently in your custody I was thinking that it, you know, wouldn't be unethical if we. You know.”

The Chagrian with the speeder quickly cuts his eyes to the side as he realizes with a darkening of his blue skin what kind of conversation he’s suddenly found himself in the middle of. “I’ll just…” he says before clearing his throat and wandering off.

After that it’s just the two of them, alone in a crowd. Luke can feel the weight of the Mandalorian’s gaze as it studies him through the blacked out visor of his helmet. It’s a long silence, and the longer it drags on Luke gets the sinking suspicion that he’s just going to be dragged back to the gunship in cuffs and thrown into carbonite. Again.

“Yeah, okay,” the Mandalorian says at last.

What? “Wait. What?” Wait. “Really?”

“Yeah. Come on,” he doesn’t sound particularly eager, but he also doesn’t sound particularly uneager, either.

Luke’s shoulder is grabbed by a gloved hand and he finds himself dragged toward an alley that takes them further from the hangar.

“But the helmet stays on,” he’s warned sternly and Luke nods quickly as he struggles to get his feet underneath himself so he can follow the Mandalorian’s brisk pace.

“I can work with that.”

(tbc)

[idylliceden]

Can I request hcs how would gom+kagami+himuro react during their gf's first time doing 'the do' ? How would they treat their s/o? 😳🤭if that's too much characters feel free to write the ones you want !!) thank you!!

I already kinda did kagami when i wrote his dating headcanons so i’m just gonna skip him

GOM+ Himuro being their s/o’s first time:

Akashi:

He found out on the spot

Straight up between your legs making out with you, things are getting hot.. and THAT’s when you decide to tell him you’re a virgin

Thankfully he’s well aware of what to do, just teeny bit annoyed cause he could’ve at least brought lube

Will prep you like his life depends on and we all know akashi never does anything half-assed

Experience wise? Doesn’t have much. But he knows what he’s doing

Will take it slow and practically make an evening of it, he mainly studies your expressions to know if he should move or not

Is very proud to be your first, it means alot to him

especially since i see akashi as more of a date for marriage type

Will draw you a bath for aftercare and even ask your preferences for salts and scents

Bitch you’re getting fucked lavishly

Midorima:

Tell him before , do NOT catch him off guard

Studies it

I’m not even joking , he studies it

Even went as far as looking into kama sutra

Probably is a virgin as well , not that he cant get any?? He’s just not into flings and is picky with dating

Wants to ask takao since he has more experience but also doesn’t wanna let takao tease him so he just keeps staring at him angrily

Took a looooong while for midorima to finally ask him and thank god the latter didn’t laugh

Just chuckled and gave him pointers on what to do and NOT to do on their first time

“I suggest keeping it simple and slow, don’t try to experiment too much on your first time, i’d say avoid kink/fetishes till you’re more comfortable with eachother”

Surprisingly takao was very mature with his explanations but midorima still cant help but blush

When it was time to do the DO, baby was very slow and careful

Will probably be worried if you seem like you’re in pain even though he took his time to prep you and used plenty of lube

So both of you will need to reassure eachother

Over all a very wholesome experience, will clean you up, hold you close kissing your forehead and ask if you’re okay before drifting into much needed sleep

Murasakibara:

Probably asked you if you’re a virgin as soon as you got comfortable in the relationship

Definitely fucked before but he cares about you so he’ll just do a quick double check on the way back from school with tatsuya

Knows he’s fucking big and that he needs to take it slow

King of oral lemme just say it

Will eat you out until you have to ask him to pull

“I think we should do this more often”with your juices on his chin

Gives you a break to catch your breath before starting to penetrate

He loves how you hold on to his biceps

Very fucking observant, he almost bottoms out instantly when your expression changes from pain to bliss

Absolutely enjoying every single second of it

Is the type to kiss you while thrusting into you because he just cant get enough of your lips

Cleans you up after and sleeps holding your waist with his head against your stomach

Aomine:

DEFINITELY fucked before

Many times

In other words, boy is experienced and he knows what he’s doing

Asked you if you were a virgin by the second date

Wasn’t into doing it with virgins because he has to hold back and take it slow but .. found himself being so turned in by the thought of being your first

Is determined to not use lube but brings a bottle... just incase

The amount of times you came on his fingers or mouth???

Honestly you probably did that so many times but today.. is the day.. ya get deflowered if you catch my drift

Usually have a tit for tat rule , as in if he gives you oral you give him oral and vice versa

But today he said it’s all about you with the softest smirk before kissing you deeply and ma’am, your toes curled

And he was NOT lying

You never even thought aomine could be that gentle

Takes his time, lets you adjust and kisses you to distract you from the pain

Goes slow at first and gets excited when you ask him to go faster but he still won’t go at a 100%.. that’s for next time

Tells you that you’re fucking beautiful and that you were made for him

You cum together and both of you fucking loved it

Carried you into the shower with him and if you feel like it.. hey round 2

Kise:

He’s a model so let’s not pretend he didn’t have some flings here and there

Not as experienced as aomine but definitely knows what he’s doing

Never actually asked, you just brought it up one time

He feels very special to be your first

Honestly this boy is definitely a romantic

Will kiss every inch on your skin while telling you how gorgeous you are and how lucky he is

Literally looks in love

Loves it when you grip his hair while he’s going down on you and when you cum he leaves a little peck on your clit before going back to kissing you

Holds and caresses you thighs while penetrating you

Asks you if you’re alright and if he should move

Eye contact when he’s not kissing your lips, your jaw, your neck

Surprises you with a gentle spank and squeeze on your butt

Would prefer to relax with you in a bath but if he’s feeling tired, you’ll take a quick shower together, and nap right after while holding you close

Kuroko:

Is a virgin

Let’s not even deny it you’re obviously his first

You’re both honest with eachother so you knew pretty early

Reads some books to have an idea on what to do but doesn’t go crazy into research

Doesn’t ask anyone or talk about it

It’s a private matter and he’s a private guy

Encourages both of you to explore and experiment, i mean you’re both newbies and he sees no shame in that

He’s rather excited to learn and discover with you

Asks you to not hold back on being vocal as it will let him know what he’s doing right

He’s surprisingly vocal as well

Just lots of caresses and slow movements but so passionate

Honestly you practically cancelled all plans and made a day of it

Tries SO many things

And the boy is kinkyyyyy but you love it

Will clean up and hold you against his chest, brushing his fingers in your hair until both of you drift to sleep

Himuro:

Boy gets fan letters day and night

So i’m just gonna take a wild guess and say he definitely fucked

Mainly when he was frustrated to be honest with you

When he starts dating you and finds out you’re a virgin, he gets this weird possessive side popping up

Too happy that he’s your first

When he gets too arrogant you tease him by saying maybe you’ll have someone else pop the cherry and his ego deflates

“Yeah maybe kagami would do the trick-“ “ now wait a damn minute”

Definitely had non-penetrative sex many times

Like when you tease him he feels the need to prove himself and thats how you find yourself in the locker room against the wall with one leg slung over his shoulder and his head disappearing under your skirt

You didn’t set a date or plan for it to happen , it just did

Like one day you were in his room fooling around and asked him to take you

God he almost came right then and there when he heard you

Kisses you deeply while penetrating and whispers small encouragements while pushing into you

Like “ you’re doing so great baby, almost there.. just a bit more”

You barely cought your breath after orgasming before pushing yourself on his lap to his surprise

Kissing your shoulder while you ride him and encouraging you while holding your butt and helping you move, meeting your thrusts to get you close because he knows how tiring it can be the first time

When you’re done you just stay in his lap while his dick goes limp in you, slowly kissing before you push his hair back and smile

“You’re so beautiful”

His breath actually hitched in his throat

He was just so love struck and knew he never wanted to leave your side

[aj-writes-here]

dad levi is the best 🥺 may i request where his son is really clingy to his mother and a jealous levi? 🌸

Sorry this one took me so looooong, but here it is! :( I hope you liked how it turned out

Are You Jealous?

Levi raised his sight from his computer just, to see you playing with your five year old, he smiled on his insides at the picture, how could he not to? Both of you were his ray of sun, there was no doubt about it.

He was checking the last report of the lot, and he stood up when he saw Theo walking to his room, claiming he was sleepy and that a nap would be good. Finally, Levi thought. Sitting next to you, you placed a kiss on his cheek.

''Are you done?'' You asked him with a smile.

''Yes, at least this first part,'' He pointed the computer, with his chin. He had just finished checking over fifty files  ''The idiot in charge is supposed to send more anytime soon. And my eyes will fucking burn if I see another one.'' he let his head rest on the back of the couch.

''You need a rest, Levi.'' looking at him with understanding eyes, you kissed his cheek and placed a hand on his thigh.

At the second you did that, Theo's hearing got him down of his bed and ran your way, as if he had a radar. He got in the middle and held tight on to you. You looked at him in amusement and Levi raised an eyebrow. He had lost the count on how many times had he got between the two of you. He couldn't even remember the last time it was only the two of you. He loved his son, with his entire soul, but he was also feeling quite jealous of him having all of your time. Tch, he said in his head.

''I couldn't sleep,'' Theo said, hiding in your neck ''Can you go with me?'' He looked at you with bright eyes, he was damn cute.

''But I'm here with your dad, can you go? I will join you in a few minutes, sweetheart'' You played with his hair.

''Then I'll stay here!'' He answered with a wide smile, laying on your lap, making Levi move a bit away from you.

The conversation between you and the small version of him took ages, and he couldn't help but feel jealous again. Just like that day in the kitchen.

He was watching you as you prepared some sandwiches, and his lips were about to be pressed in your shoulder when Theo came with a cute drawing of an abstract landscape, holding then onto your leg. Or that day when he was slowly kissing you at midnight when Theo's cry stopped both of you ''I'll go'' Levi said loudly only to hear his son's reply ''I want mommy!'' Or even the other day when he had to cancel a reservation because his son was sick. Again, he loved him so much more than words and actions can express, but that day he was jealous. Very much.

He only stood up and went back behind his desk, hopefully some more files had been sent to him so he could distract. Yeah sure, distracting with something he hated.

If that wasn't enough, then he heard a knock on the door. And if that wasn't enough again, he found Hanji, Erwin, and Mike with a huge smile.

You made your way to the living room with Theo on your arms, but he wanted to go down when he saw the pair. They explained why they were there, and at the answer, Levi looked at his son.

''So, do you want to come with us?'' Hanji asked him, she looked more excited than the child.

''Can I go?'' Theo looked at the two of you with emotion.

''Do you want to go, brat?'' Levi asked with his usual expression.

''Yes! But can we still do movie night, mommy?'' the boy looked at you with exciting eyes.

''Sure, baby. That's a must.'' You laughed and pocked his nose tenderly.

''Just don't give him a sugar overdose.'' Levi threw an almost deathly gaze to Hanji.

''Don't worry, Levi. We'll take good care of him.'' Erwin assured him nodding.

After that, you went to help him to put on his jacket and his shoes, he couldn't go to the fair at the park with slippers. He kissed your cheek and hugged you. Of course, Levi got the same ministrations, the boy loved his father as much as he loved you, but he was in that stage where he was clingier to you. Once ready, he held onto Erwin's hand and said goodbye to both of you.

The door closed, and Levi grabbed your hand, making you walk towards your shared room. 

''What are you doing?'' You asked with a smile on your face, laughing at the sudden action.

''We're using our time. You're mine now.'' Those were his words before looking at you as if waiting for approval. Of course, you just smiled and kissed him.

''Levi Ackerman, are you jealous?'' Your eyebrow lifted, looking at him playfully while unbuttoning his shirt.

''Tch, don't be ridiculous.'' He furrowed his eyebrows.

''Yeah, whatever you say.'' This time, you kissed his neck, speaking softly. ''I'm all yours, you idiot. I will always be. So don't be jealous of a five year old.'' You teased him as nibbled on his neck.

''I'll make sure of that right now.''

Holding you by your hips, you tangled your legs around his neck, going straight to the bed. Times was going to become short, and you were not going to waste a second.

[apenapaperandadoofus]

Rfa and minor trio being given a very tight jar to open and what would they do it they can't open it with force? Please take all the time you need and if you don't feel like writing don't pressure yourself ;;;; Have a great day!

Don’t worry! And thank your for thinking about me, but I still apologize for taking long! Also at one point this became full of crack I am SO sorry I just couldn’t help myself

RFA+minor trio opening a tight jar:

Zen:

Ok so, he will be all confident

Like oh yeah I am fit, I can do dis

He couldn’t

Honestly Zen becomes SO mad but he will NOT give up

A jar ain’t defeating him

In the end, after a 20 minute fucking fit like a 5 year old, Zen managed to open it!

Yay!!!!

Yoosung:

He’s the one that haves you open the jars

He’s scared of them

When you tell him you can’t, the two of you try E V E R Y T H I N G

After a mental breakdown, the two of you just give up and order some pizza

Also Yoosung WILL glare at the jar, he won’t hold back lmao

Jaehee:

Um...who do you think she is?????

Our Queen has it open in SECONDS

She just has that magic

Like the moms have, whenever you aren’t able to do something with so much force, and it doesn’t work, and then your mom will just do it the most fucking gentle way and BAM it works

Like damn

This is why we simp for Jaehee 😌

Jumin:

He will try to analyze the whole thing

Honestly, even though Jumin is pretty strong, it takes a while for him to open the jar

If it’s way too tight tho, he will go outside and ask one of his security guards lmao

And the security guard will be so confused but Jumin is just looking at him with such a poker face lmao

But Jumin struggling to open a jar is freaking adorable I need someone to draw this lmao, he will struggle but his face will be like 0_0

Saeyoung:

Alright, so the time you could’ve spent trying to open the jar, you two made a robot

Then you procrastinated and started dancing around the living room

Then Saeyoung made a cute robot that would dance with you

And then you forgot about the jar and went to bed

So like two weeks passed when you remembered, and you decided to make the jar opening robot again

But the cycle repeated lmao

V:

Oh this guy

He tries to open it

And he is smiling nerviously at you and everything

But inside he’s panicking

What? Why? Who, why the fuck is the jar to tight??

After like a looooong while, you open it

But it took a lot of work, and the both of you struggling lol

Saeran:

(This is my favorite holy shit lmao)

Ray:

Nope, no, no way

As soon as you ask him the runs away

And he starts crying too

He is T R A U M A T I Z E D with jars

And he won’t deal with that shit today, no matter how much he loves you (fine, he will, but he won’t let you see him struggle a bit)

Suit Saeran:

Verbal abuse, what did you expect?

He yells at the jar and just yeets it, I’m sorry that’s what he will do, and then he will run away angrily because fuck jars, he is still traumatized

GE! Saeran:

Even if it’s hard for him, he will try his best!

I mean you’re the love of his life, this man will walk through fire for you

But if he struggles too much, he will nervously smile and ask if you want to eat something else instead

Vanderwood:

Oh boy

Ooohhhh voy

If it’s super fucking tight

He will shoot it

He tried tasing it but it didn’t work, so he had to take out his gun

“VANDERWOOD WHAT THE FUCK”

“IT WAS TESTING ME Y/N, AND I’M NOT DEALING WITH ANY MORE BULLSHIT TODAY.”

Honestly RIP jar lmao, we will always remember you ✌️

[izukukuzi]

this is a question that i have in my mind since the beginning of bnha but i never asked anyone, but now i want to ask you: what do you think about the fact that midoriya seems to adore bakugou and to want to be his friends/at his side even if he bullied him and didn't even say sorry? idk if this is horikoshi's bad writing or maybe we have exaggerated bakugou's behaviour or idk, i'm really confused (sorry for the bad english, i hope what i said it's understandable!)

I thought about this ask for a looooong time. I usually kinda have a rough mental outline of the points I want to make when I answer any asks (especially when the answer gets really long jbdwujwjnw) but to be honest with you, nonnie, I kind of don’t know? however, I still want to honor the fact that you asked me (which... thank you??? you could have sent this to anyone, especially since you’ve probably been thinking about it for a while now), so I’ll give you some of my thoughts!!! 

the very first thought I had when I got this message was the context I usually see the “izuku didn’t stop hanging around bakugou despite what he did” argument being made in. a number of people have tried to make it a point that izu deserved the violence/bullying he was subjected to at bakugou’s hands because he was trying to force the other into a friendship, or he was following him around (or my least favorite take: izu was being stalkerish :/) 

and, while that’s not what you’re saying or asking, it does kind of lead me towards thinking of why, as you asked, izuku stayed at his side (and why the previously mentioned argument is wrong).

coming out of the isolation that comes with being diagnosed “quirkless,” I do not think we can fault izu for wanting to hold on to a friendship that’s been there for however long he and bk had known each other prior to the age of four? I mean, realistically, in this equation, you can’t take a four, five, six, seven, or whatever-year old child’s attempts to maintain his social connections as a fault of his own. he’s a kid, a lonely one at that, and if bakugou was who he knew as a friend before he was secluded, I’m not surprised he tried to keep it that way (though I don’t think he kept it that way for long)

some of the very first images we get in the manga are of izuku putting himself in the line of danger to protect another child from bakugou. while I don’t think that was something he “followed” him around for, I do think that izuku ended up around bk more times than not because he did things like this. being able to intervene, even at the cost of his own safety, would mean being around bk, so I figure that contributes to things (in some way or another dnedjnwjnd)

at some point, while I don’t think izu ever stops seeing bakugou as a figure of strength more obtainable to him than his favorite hero All Might, it seems like he does stop seeking bakugou out? from the way we’re introduced to bk/izu’s dynamic in junior high for example (i’m thinking about the moment their teacher said that both of them were aiming to apply for UA), we see that izuku tries his best to make himself small, to not draw attention, let alone bakugou’s attention, to himself... so it’s bakugou, then that initiates their interaction (though he does so with violence, a theme that’ll be followed into the start of their career as students at ua :/). so that then moves away from the “izuku following bakugou” rhetoric and, instead, shows how bakugou’s... irritation/obsession/call-it-what-you-want with izuku keeps them around each other, despite the understanding that bk wants the other at, as we see in ch. 284, “arm’s length.”

and while there’s more I could probably say about their physical closeness, I do want to kind of address some of the other points you brought up sooooo:

I can’t say this for sure, because I have no real way of knowing and can only base my understanding of it off of things I’ve experienced, but I think there’s some things that could explain why izuku “adored” bakugou, despite the way he was treated. 

on a narrative level, hori may have done this to 1) show the goodness of izuku’s heart (because, tbh, if I had to deal with half the shit he did, I wouldn’t be able to muster up a quarter of the kindness and continued grace that izu has). as the audience, we understand how good he is when we get to see him interact with bakugou despite everything, not with bitterness or malice, but with care and, when the moment calls for it (like the sludge attack or bk’s kidnapping) protectiveness. I also think it could be 2) a product of seeing bakugou as an obtainable symbol of heroism. i’m looking over the scene where they fight in ground beta and izu says some things that I think play into what you’re getting at with his admiration (also???????? these boys neeed t h e a r a p y oh my goodness):

(as a child, in a flashback) “Wait for me, Kacchan!”

“... like I said before, because I had nothing at first, along with the parts I hated about you, I saw vividly all the amazing things you could do!”

“You, who had so much that I didn’t have, were an amazing person much closer to me than All Might!”  

“It’s because I thought you were amazing... That’s why... I kept chasing after you!”

(and so you get the idea eubfrunejjs). again, I don’t see it as illogical for a child who wanted nothing more than to be a hero (for someone who kept that dream alive despite everyone telling him it was impossible) to use someone close to him personally (bk) as a model of strength. there’s other role models, like the pro heroes, but bakugou was tangible to izuku; he was within his sights for most of his life. if everyone was constantly showering bakugou with praise, telling him that he has what it takes to be a hero, why wouldn’t izuku also internalize that, hence making the foundation for his nod of respect towards bk? I don’t think it’s a problem of exaggerating bk’s behavior (because he was SHITTY to izu. that is just... not up for discussion???), but more of trying to really get into izu’s mind enough to understand why he may prioritize the things he does, and why his heart is good enough to give bk the kindness that izuku was under no obligation to provide (and I am... working on that point. I love him for it, but it does boggle me at times). 

Now... my last two points (because I’ve kept you here long enough dubwdjnwj). first, I have my opinions about where things are going currently in the manga (like with bakugou’s “atonement” and all that good shit) as well as how izuku’s trauma is portrayed coming out of his past with bakugou, but... I don’t want to speak ill of Hori and his writing abilities or anything. I’m here to enjoy the content he releases and, in doing that, all I can really do is trust that he’s telling the story as he sees best (because it is his story, not mine dbjndwjn).  

and lastly, I think that if we’re moving towards a place in the narrative where bk finally a p o l o g i z e s, then that may give us a chance to explore these ideas more! with bakugou finally owning up to what he did, and telling izuku about it, that may be a chance for izu to also open up himself and share a bit more on where his mind’s been with overcoming/forgiving the past. 

I hope some of this was helpful to you, nonnie!!!

[whootwhoot]

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Akaashi Keiji x Fem! Reader 

author’s note: hey guys! this is the first chapter for my 50 followers fic “Third Times The Charm” (TTTC) hope yall like it^^ it’s looooong so ill put it below the cut 

(quick note, I took the privilege of putting myself in this HAHAHAHA)

☕ synopsis: Iwaizumi Y/n, a student who goes to Aoba Johsai as well as the second year manager for the school’s male volleyball team. What happens when she sets eyes on the cute setter from Fukurodani?

[ CHAPTER 1 - It might just work out ]

“Woah” 

You stare in awe as words can’t express the short rush of excitement every time you watch the volleyball players spike the ball. 

“Y/n~” your friend and third year manager for your school’s volleyball team, El hums as she gets your attention. 

“What are you looking at?” 

“The game obviously.” 

El bumps your shoulder with hers, sitting closer to you as she shows her sly smile

“Oh ho, you didn’t specify.” 

“Elaborate on that please.” you ask, eyeing your friend with a curious look 

“Are you watching the ball or the pretty guy setting the ball?” 

You notice how El emphasized on the word “setting”, looking back at the court as she motions with her fingers. 

“That one?” 

You proceed to playfully punch her shoulder 

El lets out a giggle as she leans closer towards you  “I can get his number for you.”

“That’s funny.”  “Besides, I can get it on my own.” El smirks when she sees you rolling your eyes 

“So you’re interested.” 

“NO- I mean, like, that was hypothetical.” 

“Your reaction reaaaaaally isn't helping here.”

The sound of a volleyball hitting the ground cuts El off as the both of you turn your heads over to see the team your cute setter is on, cheering. 

You groan while standing up, heading towards the exit of the hall, with El following closely behind. 

“Awww giving up already?” 

“What do you think?” you wink

“Woah~ were you always this bold or did this happen because you feel like getting back at your ex?”

“C’mon El, I was always this bold. That man just wasn’t worth it.” 

“Now that’s my girl!” El excitedly puts her arm over your shoulder as you slowly conjure up a plan in order to take your pretty setter on a date. 

“Anyways did you see the guy with spiky hair? He’s adorable! The way he cheers makes me want to smile…” your mouth curves into a small smile as your friend continues to gush about the team members from just now. 

----

“Iwa-chan!” 

“Yeah?” 

“Oh, fuck.” you grumble under your breath.

“Language.” your brother gives you a glare as you stick out your tongue at him.

It's always an awkward situation whenever someone says “Iwa-chan”, but hey it isn’t your fault for having the same family name as Hajime. 

Break time at the volleyball camp is chaotic, just a bunch of teenage guys fighting for meat while the team managers watch or help cook the meat. It’s hilarious to watch too.

“Hey El, can you help me with this, I need to uh, leave for a moment.” 

“Sure?” El raises her eyebrows as you pass her the tongs. 

“I’ll uh be riiiiiiight back.”  You swear you saw El wink and mouth “Good luck” at you when you left. 

----

“That’s him! Perfect, he’s not around him right now.” you take a deep breath while hoping your plan will work out like you planned. 

“Hi there! You’re uh, Bokuto right?” 

“Yup!” the boy enthusiastically replies, you look downwards to see his hands holding a plate filled with meat.

“Woah- uh Bokuto-san I have a small request if you don’t mind.” 

“Sure! I’ll gladly help a cute girl like you!!” being stunned by the sudden compliment, you fidget with your hands even more.

“Uh the setter on your team, the one with messy black hair?”

“You mean Akaashi?” 

“That’s his name?”  “Nevermind” you quickly continue to ask your questions.

“Does he have a… you know uh, a girlfriend?” the question came up in a whisper 

“AKAASHI HAS A GIRLFRIEND?” 

Your face flushes pink as you fumble with your hands

“Not so loud! It was just a question!” 

Before Bokuto answered he took a huge bite of his meat, chewing it as he reply 

“MhMm I don’t know, why don’t you ask him? He’s over there.” 

“nO-” you raise your voice at him

“AKAASHI!” 

Before the charming boy can see you, you take off running as fast as you can. Your heart beats fast with an equal amount of embarrassment and excitement. You’ve never felt this nervous before, not even when trying to get your ex out on a date for the first time. With that being said, that man was definitely not worth it. 

You can feel your face heating up as you slow down your steps, out of breath as you sit down on the stairs in front of the hall. 

Well that didn’t work out well, neither did your first attempt this morning. You had your lines ready to ask him, but before you could talk to him your brother yelled for you.  “Dammit Hajime, did you really have to ruin my chances of talking to such a gorgeous man.”

Here you are now sitting in front of the hall, you let out a soft sigh while hugging your legs. 

You didn’t just find Akaashi attractive, the way he has his focus completely in the court when he plays just draws you in more. You want to know more about him, he started out as a complete stranger, but the more you watch him play the more interesting he gets.

He doesn’t celebrate by cheering as loudly as possible, he stands there quietly, always observing and deciding which was the best move. 

He is like the sunset, you want to see more of it as the time goes on. As soon as the sun sets and the orange sky slowly fades to black, you wish to look at it over and over again. 

“Maybe love just isn’t for me yet…” “Dammit y/n don’t let him get to you! Your ex lover was just an asshole who thinks you are undeserving of love.” 

You lightly slap both sides of your cheeks before standing up, determined to find a way to talk to Akaashi. You take a look at your surroundings as you head inside the hall, it was empty at that time with only the belongings of the volleyball players placed on the benches. 

Your eyes sparkle as you come up with a plan.

“THAT'S IT!”

----

“Akaashi come get your stuff.” 

“Bokuto-san… have you been taking photos with my phone?” 

“Why? Is there something in your phone?” 

Bokuto walks over to Akaashi as he holds out his phone,

“Is that a picture of a phone?” 

“Who’s phone is this?” 

“How would I know?” 

“It also has a phone number typed on the screen.”

Akaashi narrows his eyes as he tries to make sense of the photo. He noticed that there was a figure of someone with slightly longer hair in the photo, presumably a girl who took it. There was also a keychain in the shape of an owl connected to the phone in the photo. 

“Maybe you should give them a call or text.” Bokuto suggests as he hands Akaashi his bag. 

“That would be weird… and I don’t even know who they are.” 

“I mean, that person took a photo of their number for a reason right? Akaashi just relax, it should be fine.” Bokuto reassures 

Akaashi stands up, the thought of texting the person who took that picture intrigues him, but should he? What if that person took the wrong phone? What if it was a prank? 

“C'mon Kaa’shi, you won’t know unless you try.”  “And hurry up, the bus is waiting!” 

Akaashi can’t help but softly smile at his friend, you ought to be careful when taking advice from Bokuto-san, but taking this one wouldn’t hurt right? 

----

“Gosh y/n stop it.” 

“Stop what?” 

“You can’t even sit still on the bus right now.” 

El leans closer before asking “What’s got you so excited.” she asks as she raises one eyebrow.

----

“YOU WHAT?” 

“Shhh keep it down El!” 

“You took a photo of your phone with your number on it with his phone?”

“Genius right?” 

El lightly slaps the side of her legs, laughing  “And now you’re waiting for him to call you?”.

“Hey in my defence that was the only thing I can come up with, don’t blame me for having such amazing ideas.” you mock the word “amazing” while waving your arms in the shape of a rainbow.

“Plus, third times the charm.” 

“Hmm y/n, it might just work out.” 

You blush slightly at the thought of that, looking over to the window “Maybe it might…”

“HEY- “STOP PLEASE- STOP THAT!”  El suddenly starts tickling you, making you laugh while yelling for her to stop

“This is payback for not getting the cute spiker’s phone number for me!”

“HeY- that isn’t my fault! You could’ve gotten it yourself A- STOP”

“You done?”  the both of you turn your heads to see Hajime standing beside your seats, glaring at the both of you.

“Some of us are trying to rest here.” 

“Sorry Haji…” you mumble at your brother. 

“Iwa-chan, don’t go too harsh on our managers!” Oikawa yelled from the back of the bus 

“Yeah, don’t go too harsh on us Iwaizumi-kun.” you can’t help but giggle as soon as El said that.

Hajime then looks you in the eye to tell you

“Oh y/n, you’re doing the dishes tonight.”

“Wait... it’s my turn already?” 

“No, but i thought it’d be fun to mess up our turns.” 

“You can’t do that!”

“I’m older than you.”

“BY NINE MINUTES! AND HOW IS THAT A VALID ARGUMENT??”

“Doesn’t change anything.” he smirks as you stare at him with your mouth wide open 

“Can you believe him?” you cross your arms as El pats your back, chuckling at your dismay.

----

“Haji, I’m heading to bed now.” 

“All right, good night Chicken.” 

“Stop calling me that or I’ll tell Tooru-san you think he looks better than you.”

“Using my pride against me huh, well played.” 

“Shut up.” 

Hajime smirks and shakes his head while you run up the staircase to your room.

----

“Finally.” 

You jump onto your bed, happily tossing and turning on it. Just as you reach for your phone, the notification buzzes and it falls from the table. 

“uUghH…” you try to reach it from your bed, stretching your arms as far as you can so you wouldn't need to get up. 

“Who’s this?” you mumble to yourself, staring at the unknown number who just texted you.

╔═════ ∘◦ ☆ ◦∘ ══════╗

Unknown: 

Hello?

Y/n:

Do I know you??

Unknown: 

Who are you?

Y/n: 

WhaT 😕 😕 ?? How did you get my number??

Unknown: 

You were the one who left it on my phone with a picture

╚═════ ∘◦ ❉ ◦∘ ══════╝

“What the hell? Who’s stupid enough to do that?” you read in disbelief

“Tap tap tap” the room was quiet, just the sound of you typing on your phone

╔═════ ∘◦ ☆ ◦∘ ══════╗

Y/n: 

😔 That’s some lame excuse you got there buddy.

Unknown: 

Are you kidding me? Is this a prank? 

╚═════ ∘◦ ❉ ◦∘ ══════╝

“Psh someone probably pranked this poor person.” you were about to drag his contact into your blacklist until a sudden realization hit you like a bullet. 

Are you the idiot who was stupid enough to leave someone a picture of your phone number?

“Oh shit.” 

- end of chapter one - 

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(author’s end notes: omg thanks for reading this far, im sure this was very very hard to read thru^^)

[sirhocuspocusfocus]

It has been a month since the last time I logged in to Tumblr and boy, I just realized that this shit is addictive. Or at least I made it addictive for myself. I spent a lot of time using it as a tool to procrastinate, and having crippling depression didn’t help me to stay away from it. Thankfully I managed to stop and focus on more important matters; this includes: dealing with my addiction to video games (another way to procrastinate), get back to drawing after months of not doing anything (finally got over my anxiety) and working again on my fic that I have been stuck for months. So, yeah. I’m gonna keep avoiding this place but from time to time I will poke my head up and maybe post something. BTW Story time after the break! (if anyone is interested about why I stopped drawing)

Buckle up because this thing is looooong. I left a couple of drawing studies at the end just for fun as a consolation prize. For a couple of years I have been taking drawing and comics classes which includes techniques, narrative, inking, live model, yada yada yada...  Thing is one day I was so burned out by work that during an after office (class?) I told my professor “damn I just want to get out of there, I would love of just living of this if only I have the skills necessary”. We laughed, then we all cried, then Maggie laughed... she’s such a little trooper.  So in November of last year my professor asked If was interested in working on a script aside the one I wrote and have been working on for over a year. I said “eeehh sure, why not? It would be nice to have a change of air” The next week I already had prepared the sketches for all the pages and draw a couple of designs for the characters. I worked on some additions and corrections with my professor and he asked me “Hey, would you like to work on this comic and submit it to an anthology? This script actually came from a friend’s editorial and I could tell them to contact you." And that... that just freaked me out. It was a big opportunity and all but, that peaked my anxiety. After years working on it I started doubting and seeing everything wrong with absolute everything I did and have been doing. My shit is not up to that, not even close. Ok, I know and I had read anthologies and there is a lot of different styles and skills on those, the most important thing is the narrative and that you make the story readable. But still! I went into a spiral of self deprecation from there on. I declined it and after that it was just impossible to continue. I felt like shit. I let pass that opportunity. I couldn’t work anymore on my stories. Nothing was right. During classes I did nothing nor couldn’t work on the assignments.  I explained this to my professor and he tried to help me get through it but at the end I just had to drop. We keep in touch and from time to time he sends me contests or inking applications, that I avoid them like the plague.  Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, this month I worked up the courage to... well, work on my issues. It’s hard, but I’m getting there. Getting out of this depression and starting to do things instead of just being... there, breathing and nothing more. I missed drawing and is doing wonders on my anxiety getting back at it. Focusing on this is much more healthy than doing nothing and feeling the need to do something but without the motivation to do it. So yeah, that’s it. Gonna start working on my projects again. Thanks for reading!!! ♥

Here are the few drawings that I actually felt proud of them: Some Overwatch’s fan art. Most of them are from short comics I made.

A couple of studies I did last year. I have a lot more (hands, anatomy, movement, etc) but they’re traditional art that I won’t scan.

Some really old traditional art. It has been years since the last time I did anything like this and I would like to give it a go again but I can’t think of anything to work on.

Azula and Ty Lee studies that I started to work a couple of days ago.