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So this was on the @writing-prompt-s site- so I'm treating it as a writing prompt. (I can't fucking draw right now due to a busted shoulder, so I'm doing a bunch of them because I'm alone, hurt, and sad, and they're fun).
Anyway, the story:
I sat down next to him. I looked at my former student, now an adult. A brilliant engineer. I remembered him. I had really liked this kid. The man in front of me was impressive as hell too. It didn't surprise me at all.
"I'm really, really sorry this hurt you. That I hurt you. What I was trying to do was show you some techniques. My goal was that, later, after you learned them, you could deviate from them and make your own thing.
We have a set of guidelines of things we need to teach. It's a mandatory curriculum, with national guidelines, just like math or science or whatever. But it varies from state to state. And who the hell knows what they do in private school. And the curriculum isn't focused on self expression as much as teaching you how to use fine motor skills and..."
Shit, stop it Anna. You don't need to keep justifying yourself.
I try to remember when he had moved away during the school year. I wonder if I hadn't gotten to the point in the spring semester where I gave my students more lee way, to experiment and deviate from the techniques I showed them. To let them decorate their dishes any way they wanted. To make trees and flowers for different seasons. I wondered if he had been part of one of my first classes, before I figured out how to create a really solid curriculum.
Regardless, I could have been clearer about it. I was new to teaching when I had him as a student, I know that much. I was overwhelmed, and honestly, barely keeping it together for the first, like, 4 years I taught. And there were 20-30 students in my classes. It took me a a while to figure out what works and what doesn't in the classroom.
The most important thing was this man in front of me. He was way quieter and more hesitant than the kid I remembered. I hope I didn't do that to him, but I'm was probably reading too much into it.
I took a sip of my coffee.
"You know what's cool tho? The shit you've been doing at work-"
He looked surprised and snorted.
"What?"
"You swore."
It was my turn to laugh. "Yeah, to be fair I'm not in classroom mode right now.
Anyway, the stuff you've been doing at work, it all sounds like it takes a ton of creativity to accomplish."
"I never thought of it that way..."
"Well, you've been on the forefront of a bunch of stuff because you think outside the box. I'm glad I didn't rob you of that."
We sat next to each other on the bench. He was thinking it over. I was trying to not dwell on the fact that he brought this up, that he had carried this pain with him for 20 years.
"Do you still make art?"
"No, not since elementary school, since my last-"
"Your last required art class. Got it."
I gave him a side eyed glance.
"You know you can get back into it at any time, right?"
He was taken aback, he obviously had never considered it.
I smiled. I've had this conversation before, many many times.
"It's not like a sport or something. You can start at literally any point in your life, you don't need to be young and in peak physical condition. Art ain't basketball.
The cool thing too is that you can choose what you want to make, you're an adult. Nothing in art is required for you to learn. You can pick any class you want, or no class at all."
I gave him my business card.
"If you shoot me an email, I can give you some books to read for you to get started. Not to teach techniques, but exercises that help get you back to the point where you just make stuff. I think a LOT of people stop making art for all kinds of reasons, not just because of a novice teacher. There's been a bunch of stuff that's come out recently to try to help adults make art again. y'know, to recapture the joy of it."
We said our goodbyes. I really hope he thinks it over and reaches out.
Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: âToday we are going to make a picture.â âGood!â thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.
But the teacher said, âWait!â âIt is not time to begin!â And she waited until everyone looked ready. âNow,â said the teacher, âWe are going to make flowers.â âGood!â thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said âWait!â âAnd I will show you how.â And it was red, with a green stem. âThere,â said the teacher, âNow you may begin.â
The little boy looked at his teacherâs flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacherâs But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacherâs. It was red, with a green stem.
On another day The teacher said: âToday we are going to make something with clay.â âGood!â thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.
But the teacher said, âWait!â âIt is not time to begin!â And she waited until everyone looked ready. âNow,â said the teacher, âWe are going to make a dish.â âGood!â thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said âWait!â âAnd I will show you how.â And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. âThere,â said the teacher, âNow you may begin.â
The little boy looked at the teacherâs dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacherâs But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacherâs. It was a deep dish.
And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didnât make things of his own anymore.
Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.
The teacher said: âToday we are going to make a picture.â âGood!â thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didnât say anything. She just walked around the room.
When she came to the little boy She asked, âDonât you want to make a picture?â âYes,â said the little boy. âWhat are we going to make?â âI donât know until you make it,â said the teacher. âHow shall I make it?â asked the little boy. âWhy, anyway you like,â said the teacher. âAnd any color?â asked the little boy. âAny color,â said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.
~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy
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a minor analysis of Manepear's manipulation (mane-ipulation)
A few thoughts to frame the discussion: Clownpierce has the mace; Clownpierce has not yet died. Clownpierce doesn't log on very often, and of everyone on the server Clownpierce is closest to Kaboodle.
With that in mind... 1hr 13min into 'A New Leaf..?', after a lot of open honest conversation about the war, morality, honour and Mane's potential as an interior decorator, Kaboodle brings up her constancy towards Clownpierce and Manepear starts telling her she should put herself first, because Clown doesn't.
He starts with the basic, obvious facts: Clown doesn't log on very often, he's never attacked Mane for her, he's never sacrificed himself for her like she has for him. Even... Woogie..? backs him up on all that.
Then she starts bringing up counter-examples and he pushes back, with subtle mis-framings like "it would have been easy for him to say I searched for Mapic on purpose so that I could get back for you" when, like, I saw that video and I bet you did too, he said that to Mapicc, and not to Kaboodle. Or brushing off that time he did fight Mane's team as if there's "10 people he knows he's not going to get targeted and if he gets a kill on Main and Flame that would be huge for him", when, uh, it's not that Mane has specific knowledge that the other group chat was considering jumping Clown for the mace earlier in the day, but I do feel that dynamic is sufficiently common knowledge.
I've actually had this thought before because I thought that he was, I was, I was confident that he was betraying me cuz I was thinking like "why would Clownpierce betray and and use everybody except for me? how does that make any sense? why would I be the only one?" and it doesn't make sense like nothing would make me special
Drawing parallels digs into her fears without him directly saying she's not special so as to elicit sympathy and not offense. (and pay no attention to the dissimilarities in their relationships to clown)
I think it was easy for him to defend you from Subz because he knows that he can kill Subz but if it was me in that situation I'm not so sure if he would he would have done the same thing
(y'know i didn't actually notice at the time that uh that's a very different line than his Subz Glazing to Zam&Mapicc)
Mane: did he leave my alliance or did I force him out? Kab: you did force him out Mane: he didn't have a choice not to choose you Kab: yeah that's a horrible... Mane: [crosstalk] he could have at least shot me a DMâwait! Oh my gosh! I just remembered
Things I did not notice on first listen: sorry, when could he have shot you a DM? When you turned on him?? No, no, that segue makes no sense. Mane absolutely did not "just remember". DMs only came into this because he wanted a segue into: his climactic reveal.
When I was looking for your base, I told him about my, my plan to find you using dogs, and he was telling me how to do it more efficiently.
So. Let's look at [the screenshots that i copied off someone else o7]
The first thing that stood out to me, as I was watching the stream, was this: Mane says "he was telling me how to do it more efficiently", and then he lets Kab stew in that for a bit, and then he sends her these screenshots. The framing is set up. But there is not one line in there that is Clown giving Mane advice on how to track her.
The nearest he gets to advice is "she knows when you do tho". Mane glosses that to Kab as "he was telling me exactly what not to do as well", but listen: look at it. The closest he gets to advice is: maybe don't track her. Maybe you shouldn't even try.
Mane asked "what should I say", he relates it like it's another example of advice, which looks like it could lead to advice, and then the screenshot cuts off. And... it's shorter than the first one. We know for an absolute fact that the height is not limited by, say, the height of the screen. It cuts off there because whatever comes after that does not back up the narrative Mane's selling her.
Laughing about her, saying she's scared: it's emotionally affecting, but it's not actionable information. It does not help Mane find Kab. All it does is give the feeling that Clown is on Mane's side.
After exiting the conversation Kaboodle grieves to chat about it; she starts off thinking of it as"actively telling Mane how to find me is, is..." but a few minutes later she's caught on to "if you look at the messages he's not actively selling me out"; she has prior history of coming back the next day going hang on...
Very interested to see how far she gets with it. That thing with the dogs was streamed live; I watched it. The memory of it tickled at my brain, so after today's ended I tracked it down, and found:
youtube
Clownpierce: Did he find the manepears? What? Kaboodle: So all the manepears teleported to me when they hit, when he hit them. Clown: [AWKWARD LAUGHTER] Kab, fearless: I'm thousands of blocks away, I'm really far away. Clownpierce: Maybe they... they sometimes do move in the direction they teleport to, maybe he knows the location. Maybe - maybe move around.
Clownpierce was DMing Manepear saying "ok good idea"âand then, on a call with Kaboodle, telling her Mane's tactic and what to do about it.
:)
(He doesn't maximally betray Mane, he doesn't tell her he knows Mane's doing that or tell her before it starts happening; there's a degree of trying to stay on both sides. But he isn't neutral, and he is ultimately, materially, on Kab's side.)
I, like Kaboodle, saw Manepear's "removing all netherite" video and really enjoyed it (the twists genuinely surprised me) but there was this doubt whereâvideos and not streams usually feel this way to meâI wasn't sure whether, to convince the server that he wasn't the guy on his friend's account, he had to actually convince them. I just knew that was a kind of story he wanted to tell, and hoped he'd try it on Lifesteal.
Now, though, I believe it. I've seen maybe two other fandom people even doubting this. I believe he did because I see he can. And oh my goodness I love it.
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PRICE OF FAME | MYG â
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â§Â PAIRING: yoongi x fem!reader
â§Â SERIES SUMMARY: You were about ready to give up, your career nowhere near what you dreamed itâd be when you started at eighteen, bright-eyed and naive. Reality for you these past few years has consisted of pouting at a camera, ignoring whispers of your name at company events, and ensuring that the stupid, tiny designer purses they keep forcing on you can at least carry a flask. But now, youâre helping a friend in need. For the first time in a long time, it feels like youâre doing something worthwhile with your life. Too bad Min Yoongi, the newest thorn in your side, seems insistent on stopping you.
â§Â SERIES TAGS: enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst, smut, fake/pretend relationship (not main couple), rockstar!yoongi, model!reader, guitarist yoongi, singer jungkook, bassist taehyung, drummer jimin, manager namjoon, yoongi & maknae line are in a rock band, reader & seokjin are best friends, yoongi & hoseok are best friends (sope duo ftw), yoongi has a tongue piercing, reader is a brat
â§Â CHAPTER WARNINGS: aqua uses her journalism degree to write a fake article, lots of yoongi pov, MC lore drop, extremely brief descriptions of sexual acts, some questions are answered but not many, sope cameo! also seokjin cameo! do you detect a hint of hyyh yoonkook-ism? because you should! EVENTS TRANSPIRE! (see series masterlist for series warnings)
â§Â CHAPTER WORDCOUNT: 5.2k words
â§Â AUTHORâS NOTE: damn i always drop early don't i? here's a pre-holiday gift for those of you who celebrate thanksgiving. thank you to tanni @yooniivrse for beta reading SO FUCKING FAST LOL <3
p.s. from here on out updates are going to be much slower. weâre getting to the Real Plot now and i have to use my brain a little bit more. plus i want to make time to write other, shorter things! so be sure to check out my other fics if waiting for this becomes unbearable lol
CH. 02: A HIT IS HARD TO RESIST
Love in the Spotlight: Is "Burn The Stage" Singer Falling for a Scandal Magnet?
Itâs the love story thatâs rocking Seoulâand leaving fans divided. Jeon Jeongguk, the smooth-talking, chart-topping frontman of âBurn The Stage,â has been the subject of intense speculation after rumors surfaced that heâs been secretly seeing one of South Koreaâs most talked about models, YLN YN. And while Jeonggukâs millions of fans would do anything to claim him as their own, itâs YNâs wild reputation thatâs making this relationship one to watch.
The dating rumors of the two surfaced online when YN was seen on the balcony at Wasteland during the final show of the Burn The Stageâs world tour. Eyewitnesses claim that after the show, the two were spotted backstage together, sharing a private moment.
While Jeonggukâs image has been polished and pristine despite his rock star persona, YNâs name is frequently linked with controversy. From a string of public feuds with fellow influencers to rumors of reckless behavior, she has garnered a reputation for attracting scandal wherever she goesâa trait at odds with what fans have seen from Jeongguk. So what could possibly draw the two together?
Some fans are already sounding the alarm, warning Jeongguk that dating someone like YN could tarnish his squeaky-clean image.
âI donât know why Jeongguk would choose her,â one concerned fan commented on Instagram. âSheâs trouble, and heâs too good for her. His image will be ruined if this is true.â
Despite the criticism, others are rallying behind the couple, suggesting that Jeongguk may be the one to help YN change her ways. âEveryone has a past,â one fan posted on X (formerly known as Twitter). âMaybe Jeongguk sees something in her that no one else does. People can grow and evolve.â
While neither Jeongguk or YNâs companies have released an official statement on the matter, YN hasnât been shy about fueling the rumors. In a recent post on her Instagram, she shared a photo of herself wearing a Burn The Stage hoodie, captioning it, âi guess iâve got good taste đâ which has sent fans into overdrive speculating that sheâs sending a not-so-subtle message about her relationship with Jeongguk.
âYouâve gotta be fucking kidding me,â Yoongi groans to himself. He canât read any more of this drivel. The wooden table in front of him suddenly looks all too inviting, perfect for him to bash his skull into.
Youâre everywhere, completely inescapable for the past week. Apparently, Yoongiâs bi-weekly breakfast with Hoseok is no exception. The first one theyâve been able to have since the tour, too. God forbid he wants to mindlessly scroll on his phone for a second while he waits for his friend to return, because there you are, taunting him.Â
After the concert, Yoongi had been so annoyed by seeing you again. Pissed off at the circumstances. Ready to do anything in his power to extricate you from Jeongguk as fast as possible.
The past week has dulled his rage considerably. The endorphins of playing live have died, as have the potent emotions that come with them. Yoongiâs logical adult brain has set in, leaving him with only a headache.
âWoah,â Hoseok says, snorting as he slides a coffee into Yoongiâs field of vision. He slips into the booth across from him, taking a sip from his own cup with an amused look on his face. âYou look much more homicidal than I left you. What couldâve possibly pissed you off in the last five minutes?â
Wordlessly, Yoongi hands Hoseok his phone, the article still displayed on the screen. Hoseok silently reads the first few paragraphs, and when he scrolls back up to look at the photo attached, his eyebrows shoot up in surprise.
âOh?â he says, zooming in on your face. On Yoongiâs phone. The audacity. âThis is the Innisfree girl, right? Sheâs dating Jeongguk?â
âAllegedly.â
âIs her skin really that nice in person?â
âNot the point,â Yoongi hisses, snatching his phone back from Hoseokâs grip and hastily closing the article to get your dumb face off of his phone. Dumb, poreless face.
âOkay, touchy,â Hoseok says, raising his hands in surrender. âPlease explain the point.â
âI donât trust her,â Yoongi says, tapping his foot under the table. âThe relationship is bogus. Sheâs after something, I just canât figure out what it is.â
âAnd youâre basing this onâŠ?â
âIntuition,â Yoongi says flatly.
âRight. Because your intuition is never wrong,â Hoseok says, tone laden with sarcasm. âNeed I remind you that you werenât the biggest fan of me when we met?â
âI thought you were annoying,â Yoongi agrees. He takes a sip of his coffee to mask a smirk. âWho says I was wrong about that?â
âIâd probably be hurt if you hadnât essentially bought us couple rings last year,â Hoseok says, waggling his eyebrows. âYou want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.â
âAish, they werenât couple rings,â Yoongi complains. âStop saying that. The wrong person is going to hear you and think itâs true.â
âYour ears are pink!â Hoseok exclaims triumphantly, pointing at the evidence. âYour mouth says one thing, but your ears always give you away.â
âIâm going to kill you,â Yoongi grumbles, pulling his beanie down. âStop changing the subject.â
âRight, right. Sorry, hyung, youâre just so easy to tease,â Hoseok says, not even bothering to stifle his snickering. The bastard. âJeonggukieâs new lady love. Go. Wait, do you want to fuck her?â
âWhat?â Yoongi sputters, eyes widening because what the fuck? âNoâwhat? Look, itâs not just intuition, okay? Iâm right about her. And you saw what the article saidâdrama follows her wherever she goes. Maybe she thinks dating Jeongguk will rehabilitate her image, or something like that.â
Yoongi had been so confident that wasnât the case, since youâve maintained all of your brand deals even in the midst of your many scandals, but maybe he was wrong. He still doesnât know why youâre doing this, and itâs like the closer he gets, the less he can see.
âI donât know,â Yoongi groans, rubbing his hands over his face. âSheâs also just a bitch.â
âOkay,â Hoseok concedes, crossing his arms. âIf you say so. Sheâs a bitch who you donât want to fuck. What are you going to do about it?â
Yoongi shrugs. âI have that dinner tomorrow night. I was thinking of talking to Jeongguk after or something.â
âAnd telling him that his girlfriend is the devil? Iâm sure thatâll go over well.â
âIâll figure it out,â Yoongi sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. âJeongguk is a stubborn kid, but he knows I wouldnât ruin something good for him. If I word it right, maybe heâll listen.â
âYouâre not wrong. For whatever reason, Jeongguk trusts your judgement.â
Yoongi glares at him. âGo fuck yourself, Hob-ah.â
âWhatever, hyung,â Hoseok says, rolling his eyes. âLetâs talk about something else, please. I havenât seen you in months.â
Yoongi relents easily. He doesnât really want to be talking about you either, not when it feels like an ice pick is being jammed into his temple.Â
Heâll just have to figure out what to say to Jeongguk later.
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âWow,â Seokjin says around a mouthful of jjapaguri. âHe really hates you, huh?â
Heâs fresh out of a long shift at the hospital, but he still headed straight to your apartment at the promise of food and celebrity gossipâhis two biggest weaknesses, especially when the food doesnât have to be made by him and the celebrity is you.
âSeems like it,â you sigh, using your chopsticks to push your noodles around aimlessly. âNormally I wouldnât care, you know? Like, get in line, asshole.â
âBut you care.â
âBut I care.â
âBecause of Jeongguk,â Seokjin says knowingly.
You drop your chopsticks and groan, stifling the sound by covering your face with your hands.
âYes,â you concede. âBut not because of that. I just want to help him, you know? He got me through a really rough spot last year. Iâd feel like shit if I agreed to do this for him and then it ended up blowing up in our faces because of me.â
âMmm,â Seokjin hums, chewing thoughtfully. âIâm sure the fact that youâre in love with him is a big motivator, though.â
You pick up your head, glaring at him. âLove is a big word, Jin.â
A very big word, you think, picking up your glass of wine to take a long gulp. God help you.
âA fitting one, too!â he says gleefully. âCome oooon. No judgement here. Heâs hot. Not as hot as me, of course, but I have to give credit where credit is due.â
âYes, youâre a god among men,â you mumble, rolling your eyes. âI donât love Jeongguk. Not like that, at least. Do I need to remind you of the whole reason Iâm doing this in the first place?â
âYeah, yeah, the secret girlfriend,â Seokjin says, waving a hand dismissively. âWhatever. Youâre spending a lot of time with him, is all Iâm saying. The tides may turn in your favor.â
Wow, and you thought you were delusional.
âFat chance,â you deadpan, polishing off your wine. âEspecially if Yoongi is as persistent as heâs making himself out to be.â
âWhatâs his beef with you, anyway?â Seokjin asks, snorting to himself as he picks up a piece of steak with his chopsticks. Hilarious. âI feel like heâs going a little far for it to just be protectiveness, you know?â
Right. When youâd given Seokjin the rundown via text, youâd left one pretty substantial piece of information out.
âHe said, um,â you start, picking at one of your nails nervouslyâa habit that Hyerin would smack you on the back of the head for, if she were here. âHe said that he knows⊠more than I think.â
Just like that, all of the humor drains from Seokjinâs expression. âMeaningâŠ?â
âI donât know,â you say, your voice wobbling just a bit. âI donât know, but if it does mean that⊠It makes the idea of rolling over and doing what he says pretty enticing, not gonna lie.â
âFuck that,â Seokjin says firmly, your eyes widening in response. âIf heâs the type of guy to use something like that as blackmail, then heâs a piece of shit. I donât care if he is trying to protect Jeongguk.â
âHe canât know, though,â you groan, fully resting your head on the cool marble of your kitchen countertop now.Â
Youâve been wracking your brain for days now, trying to figure out if itâs even possible for Yoongi to know anything. Youâre pretty confident the answer is no, but thereâs no way to be one-hundred percent sure without confirmation from the man himself. And youâd honestly rather die.
âNobody knows except the people involved and you. Youâre the only one who didnât sign an NDA, and Iâm pretty confident youâve never met Min Yoongi. Not to mention you just wouldnâtââ
âShare that information? Hell no, I wouldnât,â Seokjin interrupts, scoffing. âOkay, well⊠Regardless of whether he knows anything, he honestly just sounds like a dick and I think you should kill him.â
You snort, lifting your eyes to look at him from where your head rests on the counter. âMaybe that can be plan B,â you offer.
âFine, then whatâs the plan A?â Seokjin counters, crossing his arms and raising a conspiratorial eyebrow at you.
Fantastic question, one youâve been thinking about the answer to since you abruptly left the afterparty that night. Itâs not like you can tell Jeongguk whatâs going on and risk having to tell him the whole truth. You trust Jeongguk, butâŠ
No, itâs not an option. You donât want anyone else to know. So, if Yoongiâs going to insist on being a problem for you, you might as well return the favor. Itâs only fair.
You grin, lifting your head and leaning closer to Seokjin.
âIâm going to make his life a living hell.â
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Yoongi hasnât touched a cigarette since he was twenty one years old.
He picked up the nasty habit at sixteen, when one of his friends doled out African Ice Jacks amongst the group, bragging that his hyung had bought the pack for him. As soon as the lighter was flicked on and the bittersweet taste of bubblegum and tobacco filled Yoongiâs lungs, he was hooked.
It was stupidly easy to get his hands on cigarettes before he was of legal age, even when his friendâs hyung couldnât supply them for whatever reason. All of the adults around him smoked, including his parents.Â
It felt as though cigarettes were an extension of his hand, felt wrong when he didnât have the option to light one up. During school hours, Yoongiâs fingers would twitch on his desk as he waited for his last class to end.
He was a fucking anxious, wound-up kid. Smoking was the only thing that helped, sometimes. If he had a shit day, at least he could have a cigarette.
When the band got signed, though, things changed. Despite the fact that the majority of the population in Korea smoked, celebrities were vilified for it in the media. For whatever fucking reason. Yoongi didnât care much what the media had to say about him, but he reasoned that it would be pretty stupid to let his dream die over Ice Jacks. So he quit.
It was hard at first, but itâs been five years now. After so much time, itâs rare that cigarettes even cross his mind, even when others smoke around him.
Sitting across the table from you now, though, Yoongiâs fingers twitch just like they had when he was in grade school staring at a clock.
He and the band started frequenting Yoojung Sikdang long before there was any real hope for fame. It was their chosen spot after every practice. The ajumma who owns it knows their names, remembers their orders by heart. Over the years, the only part of the restaurant thatâs changed is their autographed photos on the wall. Theyâve celebrated every single milestone here, big or small, just the five of them. Alone.
Wrapping up their first world tour should be no different. Itâs their biggest milestone yet, and all Yoongi wanted was to eat ssambap with his best friends. Remind himself that none of the fame matters as long as they still have this.
But here you are. Of course. Encroaching on everything Yoongiâs built, everything he holds dear to his heart.
The only time itâs ever been more than the five of them here was the night they signed their contract, accompanied by two label executives. Even if youâre allegedly riding Jeonggukâs dick, no way are you that fucking important.
Yoongi would laugh if he wasnât so pissed off. You are such a fucking pest. He just canât shake you off.
âYou donât like what you ordered?â Jimin asks you, snapping Yoongi out of his thoughts.
Yoongiâs made an effort to keep to himself for the majority of the dinner. No use in ruining everyone elseâs nightâitâs still a special one, after all. Besides, heâs still trying to be an adult about things. You may have ruined his plan to talk to Jeongguk tonight, but itâs not like heâs going to cause a scene in front of a restaurant full of peopleâ
âOh, Iâm just not very hungry,â you say. Yoongiâs eyes narrow.
All youâve been doing all night is burrowing into Jeonggukâs side, barely touching your food. Lipgloss still perfectly in place. Normally, Yoongi wouldnât careâheâs not paying for it. He wastes food on the labelâs dime all the time. At Yoojung Sikdang, though?
âWhy did you come, then?âÂ
The words come out of Yoongiâs mouth before he can stop them, sharp and pointed. Heâd fully intended to keep his mouth shut, eat his food, and then go home. Maybe buy a pack on the way. But now theyâre out there, and Yoongi canât bring himself to care. Certainly not to feel bad.
For the first time since youâd walked in on Jeonggukâs arm, you make eye contact with him. On purpose this timeâchallenging. Yoongiâs not a little bitch, so he stares back.Â
âBecause Jeonggukie invited me,â you say, faux sweetness dripping from your words as you lean your head on Jeonggukâs shoulder. Eyes still fixed on Yoongi. âI figured it would be okay, since you all gave me such a warm welcome last time.â
Yeah. Yoongiâs buying that pack of cigarettes.Â
âYouâre always welcome to come out with us,â Taehyung coos, like he thinks youâre the cutest thing in the world. Knowing Taehyung, he probably does.
Everyone seems to be in agreement on that front, too, except Yoongi who rolls his eyes as he shoves a ssam into his mouth. Whatever.
âItâs gonna be hell getting you out of here, though,â Namjoon adds from Yoongiâs left. He leans over to glance at the crowd of people peering through the front of the restaurant, cameras at the ready, desperate to get a glimpse of you and Jeongguk. Not that youâre making it particularly hard.
âWeâve never had a crowd like that out there,â Jimin says, in awe. âIâm not surprised, though. Those articles about you two have been getting tons of clicks.â
âAh,â you say. If Yoongi didnât know better, heâd think you sound almost sheepish. âThat, um. That might be my fault. I told my manager I was coming here. She mustâve tipped someone off.â
Of course.
âAnything for a photo-op, right?â Yoongi sneers, unable to help himself. Itâs such an easy shot, after all. Youâre being so transparent.
âHyung,â Taehyung says, eyes wide as if heâs appalled.Â
âIâm sorry, Yoongi-ssi,â you say, tilting your head at him. That little flash of a challenge is still in your eyes, and Yoongi doesnât like it one bit. âDo you have a problem with me being here?â
Yoongi scoffs, sitting up. When he speaks, itâs laced with bitterness. âWe just donât normally come here with guests, thatâs all. I guess I didnât get the memo that thatâd suddenly changed.â
âI invited her, hyung,â Jeongguk says. âSheâs my girlfriend.â He wraps his arm around you protectively and, fuck, youâre good. Youâre so good at making Yoongi look like the asshole.
âI get that, Guk-ah,â Yoongi tries, his voice considerably softer now. âBut, come on⊠Here? And the mob outside, I mean⊠Do you really think that was just a harmless mistake?â
âWhat are you implying?â Jeongguk grits out. Heâs angry now, that much is clear, and itâs Yoongiâs fault.Â
You have him trapped. Heâs surrounded by landmines, unable to come up with a single response that could possibly defuse them.
âCome on, guys,â Namjoon says, glancing at Yoongi pointedly. âWeâre here to celebrate.â
âIf Yoongi-ssi is uncomfortable that Iâm here, maybe I should go,â you say, making to get up.
Jeongguk reaches for your arm, stopping you. âNo,â he says. âYoongi-hyung, you can either get over it and stay with us, or you can leave. Youâre the only one who doesnât want her here.â
Un-fucking-believable.
âAre you serious?â Yoongi scoffs, looking around at everyone. Is this really happening to him right now? This is his band!
The table is deadly silent. Everyone refuses to meet Yoongiâs eyes except you and Jeongguk, who raises a challenging eyebrow at him. Itâs immediately apparent to Yoongi that heâs not winning this one. That somehow, heâs ruined the night meant to celebrate him and his friends.
Bitterly, Yoongi laughs. âFine.â
No one protests when he pushes his chair away from the table and stands up, and that stings much more than Yoongi would like to admit.
He catches your eye as he grabs his jacket off the back of his chair, anger flaring at how pleased you look.Â
âHave a nice fucking dinner,â Yoongi mutters, before turning on his heel and walking towards the door. Leaving his friends to face a crowd of photographers and fans that you called.
As he walks out into the cold, dodging the phones being shoved in his face, all he can think about is the way Jeongguk had looked at him.
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You met Jeon Jeongguk a year ago, give or take a few months. You just remember it was cold.
Less than twenty-four hours after a particularly nasty breakup with a guy you didnât love but liked enough, you were back on the clock. Zipped into something tight and expensive, wearing the best waterproof mascara money could buy.
You hated those events to begin withâthe galas, end of year ceremonies for awards you were no longer viable to win. They were torture for you. But the sting of being freshly single only made things worse, so you had decided to make the most of it.
You may not have been able to win a KMA, but you were well within your rights to treat the KMAs themselves like your own personal dating pool. No better way to rid yourself of your ex like getting with someone new, you thought.
Which is where Jeongguk came in, devastatingly hot in his tailored suit. Youâd ran into him on your way from the bathroomâmuch like you had with Yoongi, now that you think about itâand you instantly found yourself wondering what it would be like to kiss a guy with a lip ring. Jeongguk, as it turned out, was very interested in showing you.Â
You were both a little drunk, but the attraction was real. Instant.Â
One very handsy cab ride later, and you were in his apartment, grinding on his lap as you experienced first-hand just how little of an obstacle a lip ring can be if the man who has it knows what heâs doing.
Things were going so wellâJeonggukâs tongue exploring your mouth as you felt his cock stiffening beneath you. But it all came crashing down as soon as his hand slid under your dress.
The fact of the matter was, youâd just been dumped. Regardless of how strongly you did or didnât feel about your ex, youâd still been dumped and it still hurt. As soon as Jeongguk really touched you, it became all too apparent that you wouldnât be able to go through with it. Luckily, at the slightest bit of hesitance from you, Jeonggukâs hand immediately retreated from under your dress.Â
He was sweet about it. Really, really sweet. Valiantly ignored his erection and offered to listen instead, which made you laugh. Comforted you even though you hadnât thought you needed it. Let you sleep in his bed anyway. When you left the next morning, kindly offered to be your friend, because you clearly needed one.
Youâve been friends ever since.Â
Not in the same way that Seokjin is your friend, of course. Seokjin is your best friend, has been since you were both kids. But Jeongguk just⊠He gets the industry, in a way that Seokjin never will.
Which brings you to last month.
Last month, when Jeongguk called you nervously in the middle of his tour schedule. Asked you to be his fake girlfriend in guilty, hushed whispers.
You didnât need to know why. You were always going to say yes.Â
But Jeongguk explained anyway. He explained that he has a girlfriend, a real girlfriend, who isnât from your world. That he hasnât been able to see her nearly as much as heâd like to because heâs terrified of the backlash she could receive from being connected to him romantically.
You read between the linesâyou have nothing to lose, at this point. There isnât a day that goes by where someone online doesnât have something to say about you, reputable or not.
He explained that in order to maintain the lie, no one in the industry could know the truth, not even Jeonggukâs bandmates. According to him, they wouldnât understand why he felt the need to go to such lengths. You didnât completely agree then, but having met Yoongi now, you get it.
His girlfriend knows about you, heâd told you. She knows who you are, knows about that night last year, and that she still agreed to let him ask you this. She doesnât see you as a threat.
It stung, a little. Of course it did. You and Jeongguk may be friends, but youâve always felt a hint of something else there. Maybe it was the kindness heâd shown you when you met. Maybe itâs just him. But you never said anything, convinced it was one-sided.
Clearly you were right.
Still, you want to do this for him. You care about him, and just because you canât maintain a stable relationship doesnât mean Jeongguk doesnât deserve a chance at one.
You think, if Yoongi knew, heâd feel the same.
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Five years down the drain, Yoongi thinks. Ashes his cigarette. Oh well.
Honestly, itâs not even really about you, although Yoongi would love to pretend otherwise. If he pins it all on you, it makes his mission to get rid of you all the more noble. The label breathing down his neck. The impending deadline of an album he doesnât know if he can write. Dongsaengs that donât know how to stay out of trouble. If itâs all your fault, it canât be his.
Thisâthe smokingâwas bound to happen, with or without you. You just helped the process along.
Heâs perched on his windowsill, puffing his way through cigarette number two, when his phone buzzes next to him.
Namjoon doesnât call him nearly ever. Yoongi has a way that he likes things done, and Namjoon is probably his only friend that actually respects it. Emails for work. In-person or texts for personal shit. Video calls never. Phone calls only if Yoongi needs to hear it now and thereâs no other way.
Yoongi picks up.
âJoon-ah?â Cautious. He likes phone calls the least because phone calls mean trouble, like someone is in the hospital. Heâs gotten that call before, more than once.
âHyung,â Namjoon says. âDo you have a minute?â
Namjoon wouldnât be asking that if someone was in the hospital, so Yoongi allows himself to unclench. Just a little. âYeah, I have a minute.â
He hears rustling on the line, like Namjoon is fidgeting. But Namjoon is always fidgeting, so that could mean nothing.
âI figured, given the events of tonight, that it would be a good call to warn you ahead of time. I wouldâve come by your apartment, but Iâve got meetings all morning tomorrow and itâs late. I didnât want to wait until next time I see you though, soâŠâ Namjoon starts, trailing off.Â
Yoongi works his jaw. âSpit it out, Joon-ah,â he says, because Namjoon is shit at delivering bad news. Heâs always beating around the bush, trying to soften the blow. Itâs great for the kids, but it makes Yoongi feel like heâs about to have to bury his first-born or some shit. Yoongi likes clear, direct.
Namjoon knows this, so he always gets it right on the second try.
âYN is going to the Jeju house with you guys,â Namjoon says. Clear and direct, but the absolute last thing Yoongi wants to hear right now.Â
âYouâre fucking with me.â
âIâm not.â
âShe has literally no fucking reason to be there, Joon-ah,â Yoongi grits out. The cigarette secured between his index and middle knuckles has burned down to nothing, singes his fingers. He hisses and flicks it out the window. âIs she going to help us write an album? Is that it?â
âHyungââ
âNo, she isnât. Sheâs going to distract my lead singer the whole time and make the whole point of the trip fucking impossible,â he interrupts, because once he gets started he canât stop. âWho signed off on this? Doesnât she have a job? Isnât there a goddamn camera that needs to be smoldered at?â
âYoongi-hyung,â Namjoon says. Heâs using his manager voice, and Yoongi shuts up instantly.Â
Namjoon uses this voice on the kids all the time. Realistically, itâs not a big deal. Itâs his job. But heâs never had to use it on Yoongi before.
He deserves it, though. Yoongi knows that. He knows that heâs been insufferable ever since you showed up, and he doesnât like it either. Heâd wanted to talk to Jeongguk, to have a heart-to-heart with him about it, but thatâs proven impossible given that youâre always around. And Namjoon is their voice of reason.
Yoongi tries again.
âI donât like her,â he explains, keeping his voice level. âI donât think she has Jeonggukâs best interests at heart. Iâm just trying to look out for him.â
The line stays quiet for a long moment, like Namjoon is taking special care in choosing his next words. It would make Yoongi nervous, but thatâs just what Namjoon does.
âHyung, you need to leave it alone,â he finally says.
What the fuck.
Yoongi could have foreseen plenty of responses from Namjoon. Heâs been on the receiving end of Namjoonâs sage advice more than heâs proud of. Yoongi worries a lot, and Namjoon is particularly good at quieting those worries, particularly when they pertain to the kids. And they usually do. But he sure as shit wasnât expecting to be blown off like that.
âJoon-ah, Jeongguk is gonnaââ
âJeongguk is a grown man. Heâs fully entitled to make his own decisions, and you need to respect that if you donât want to lose him.â
Lose him? Is Yoongi going insane? Is he fucking missing some integral piece of this puzzle that everyone else seems to have?
The notion of losing Jeongguk is completely absurd. How could he lose Jeongguk over something like this? Jeongguk, the college freshman with the huge eyes who followed Yoongi around like a puppy. Jeongguk who sang so softly when Yoongi asked, who beamed with pride when Yoongi told him he had something special. Jeongguk who dropped out alongside Yoongi, took a risk because he trusted his hyung to take care of him.
It was Yoongi and Jeongguk before it was anyone else, and Yoongi has never let Jeongguk down once, wonât allow himself to. This is the thing thatâs going to change that?Â
âWhat are you even talking about?â
âJust⊠leave this one alone, Yoongi,â Namjoon sighs. âSheâs coming whether you like it or not, and you need to at least pretend to play nice.â
Yoongi doesnât appreciate being treated like a child whoâs the cause of his parentâs headache, not by Kim Namjoon. The label dickheads are one thing, but the one person Yoongi has entrusted with everything for the past five years? Before that, even? Fuck that. Namjoon doesnât talk to him this way, and thatâs not about to change because of you.
âNamjoon-ah, if youâre going to blow me off, at least put my cock in your mouth and do it right,â Yoongi spits, hanging up before he can think better of his words.
Fuck.
Yoongi hasnât bitten Namjoonâs head off like that in a long time. It doesnât feel good to be back in old patterns like this. Yoongi knows why he doesnât trust you, but he doesnât know what it is about you that makes it soâurgent. Like heâs a wild animal primed to bite. To hurt. Yoongi isnât that guy.Â
If what Namjoon said is true, if Jeongguk really is at risk of slipping through Yoongiâs fingers, he has to get his fucking act together. He has to try harder to handle this like an adult.
So, youâre coming to Jeju. Fine. Yoongi can be civil.
Even if the only way for him to be civil is not to speak to you at all.
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Ur art is such an inspiration and motivation for me, as a fellow artist. Iâve been following ur stuff for a bit now and I was wondering how you decided to draw loid, yor, and anya the way you do. I say this bc I really want to start making my own fan arts, but i struggle to take this anime style and have these character read as [insert character] without it being in a âanime style.â
And I guess this applies to any character you want take from a media, and translate it into your style. Bc i donât necessarily think ur art style is considered âanimeâ i kinda just see it as an abstraction ig. But even if it is, it isnât in the style of anime show is yk? Yet the characters read as who theyâre supposed to be.
And I think a while back you u mentioned that you were struggling on decided how to draw loid. ig i wanna know How did you come to the decision that âyes, this looks correct and I wanna draw him like this.â
Is it finding defining feature and proportions? Just messing around until you figure something out? And I assume you make a character sheet to keep it consistent?
Like i literally go to art school but cant draw anything without a reference photo and it killing me đđđ
Sorry for the yapp iâm just down bad rn and really love ur work. Please help be get out of the reference photo trapđ
Also sorry if this reads weird and has errors iâm sleep deprived and canât bring myself to go back and reread
WHAIUGOUGH???? UR TOO KIND??? THANK U
i will try my best to answer below, but i dont think it is anything profound or super secret lmao
so i think that artists get really caught up with finding/establishing a style when they are first starting out. i say this because i was no different. to me it was like 'oh if i have a style then i am a Real artist instead of just a copier'
but like, i think that order is backwards. like the more that you draw things you enjoy, the more those drawings will become your own and in your 'style' if that makes sense. heavy emphasis on the quantity here. you just gotta go really at it. and the best way to do this is through sheer quantity tbh.
however at the same time, i dont really agree with the whole 'draw x things per day every day' thing cuz sometimes thats just hard man. i mean you mentioned you were in art school so you're probably drawing every day anyways, but for a hobbyist or fanartist (me lol) its mostly based on whether u feel like drawing or not. Which is why its rlly cool when you have a show/book/movie/anything you're really into which makes you want to draw more! it becomes something fun rather than a chore.
so basically, dont view a style as something you have to develop right away, or turn drawing into a chore, because that will be very counteractive trust me.
another important thing i wanted to mention, you said "reference photo trap" but ITS NOT A TRAP! USE REFERENCES!!! REFERENCES ARE IMPORTANT AND GOOD (i am assuming you already know this, but using references is not the same as tracing. just to make it clear)
this is another thing common with newer artists (and of course how i used to be), where you feel like you have to draw 'from your mind' for it to be an indicator of any skill. NOT TRUE!! you need to use references to get better!
lastly, to answer your question (as best i can lol) there was never any point when i decided 'yes this is it' when drawing. you just draw and draw and keep changing and growing. it is a little of everything you said (defining features, proportions, messing around) but it is also just drawing a lot and having fun! :D oh and i definitely do not have a character sheet. i am not anywhere near that organized LMAO
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like that, perv!sohee x reader
! obsessive behavior, voyeurism (from both sides), reader kinda take revenge on sohee, dry humping, blowjob, a little bit of spit... some cum eating kinda...
based on the song like that by babymonster
note : i LOVE that song so badly but the lyrics are absolutely insane i couldn't stop thinking about it its been WEEEKKSSSS and finally i decided to do something out of it... lyrics will be written in red, please enjoy :3
if you ask him, sohee will tell you it's not that bad. no, he's not being too much. it's not too much when he follows you around the corridors, it's not too much when he tries to take pictures of you when you wear special kind of outfits, it's not too much when he sits behind the bench in front of your building so he can get a peak of you in your pajamas when you get close to the window. he likes you, it's a common behavior, isn't it?
you know sohee has been keeping an eye on you since the start of the year. you know he's been watching closely, a little too closely. you used to have a quite normal relationship with him, just two classmates that share a lot of classes together, and sohee has always been friendly. you don't really know what happened, but his behavior flipped after the first month. he used to sit next to you and he loved chatting between classes, but you soon found him sitting at the very far back of the class. even if you thought it was in your head, you could swear you felt his eyes on you the whole time. and sohee avoided you in the hallways. sometimes he would walk very close to you, without looking at you and his gaze fixed on his shoes.
you were a bit sad, sohee could have been such a nice friend through this school year, and you kept wondering what you did wrong. did you do something that hurt him? the whole time, you felt really terrible as if sohee's behavior was your fault. maybe just seeing you made him feel bad and he couldn't do anything about it, so you started mirroring the way he acted with you.
it's only after months of feeling a pang of guilt in your heart every time you saw him that you finally caught him. you arrived late to an early morning class, and you had to walk behind sohee to reach your desk. that's when you saw on the screen of his phone a picture of you in a very weird angle, probably a shot taken really fast and in an awkward way. and you couldn't miss the way sohee was slowly palming himself through his pants, his finger drawing circles on the faint bulge poking at his jeans. it felt dirty, and disgusting, you hated every part of it. the pretty and innocent face of your classmate turned out to be one's of a pervert that got off by seeing you.
since that moment, you became more aware of sohee's acts toward you. the way his eyes would quietly travel your curves, his hand in the pocket of his sweatpants each time you met him in the corridor and the weird tension each time he had to speak to you. after a while, you started finding funny how desperate he was. he was probably dreaming of having you all to himself, probably fucking you or anything else he could have in bed, but in the end, he was only jerking off in the school's bathrooms.
instead of confronting him in front of your class like you had decided at first, you decided to play with his mind. just because it was much funnier that way. on the days you shared classes with sohee, you started wearing your most revealing clothes, you created appealing outfits to fuck with his head. and you couldn't help the smile on your face when sohee would rush out of the class the second it ended, or the blush that creeped on his cheeks and up to his ears. and the best of all, sohee was completely oblivious. he had no idea you were playing with his heart -and dick, for some reasons-, he just thought to himself that he got really lucky to meet you.
you knew sohee would often follow you home. it's the part that creeped you out the most, and you thought it was also the most pathetic of them all. fucking his fist at school with his tshirt in his mouth to muffle his moans was a thing, but jerking off to the sight of someone while sitting outside of their home was another level of desperation. you started walking more often in underwear in front of the window, only closing the blinds when you were sure sohee left his poorly hidden spot.
each day only made sohee grow more addicted to you. just your scent when you walked past him, or the outline of your body when the lights were dimmed in your apartment, it was enough for him to go over the edge all the time. he spent another evening sitting beside the bench in front of your building, his eyes quickly wandering to the open window on the first floor so he would catch a glimpse of you taking off your hoodie and ruffling your hair. god why do you need to be attractive to him? why is he feeling that way each time he sees you? just like any other day, sohee couldn't help himself, his hand quickly making its way inside his boxers so he could massage his dick to the sight of you. more than often, he'd end up covering his underwear in the sticky liquid after he wiped his hand on it before making his own way home.
sohee wished you would never know. his situation wasn't the best, and he could only dream of having you on your knees for him, he wished he could take you with him and hide you somewhere so you'd be his forever. sometimes he felt like you would catch him taking sneaky pictures of you and it made his whole body burn with anxiety, his heart pounded in his chest to the point he believed it was going to jump out. he felt ashamed, but how else could he act? he liked you, he wanted you so much, he couldn't think of any other ways to fulfill his desires and needs without having to tell you. probably because he would melt on the spot if you ever asked him about it.
one more evening of watching sohee fumble after he came in his pants outside your window and you had enough. he was so desperate, you were sure taking care of him was going to be a dream come true to him. you almost felt pitiful when you imagined his pretty eyes turning wide. after all, that's all he wants, you were doing him a favor! maybe if you have fun, it wouldn't be a one time thing. you decided to consider it like a punishment, it made you feel a little better about it. a revenge, a way to fight back for his nasty acts.
you walk into class and look right at sohee. you meet his eyes and he immediately looks away, you can already see the red that paints his cheeks. you smile to yourself, he's so easy to play with, you couldn't wait to make his mind spin. for one of the first time, the class seems endless. you're really passionate about your studies, but your brain is focused on sohee and what you planned for him.
and when finally your class ends, you quickly get out so you could catch up on sohee. he's walking away so fast in the hallway that you almost lose him, it's like you're taking his place when he chases you home at the end of your day. when he finally slows his pace, you extend your hand to grip his wrist. sohee jumps in surprise and turns to you, his heart is pounding so loud in his ears he feels like he's gonna pass out. he can barely recall how your voice sounds like, it's been so long since you spoke to him, and when you call his name, he feels weak in his knees.
"sohee? can i speak to you for a second?"
"is there... something wrong..?"
his voice sounds so hesitant, he doesn't even try to free his wrist but the feeling of your fingers burn his skin to the bone. his breath gets shorter, his throat feels so dry he doesn't know if he'll be able to speak again. he licks his lips and looks down at your hand, where your grip is tight on him. you clear your throat and sohee looks back at you again.
"you know we have this essay due at the end of the week... you always do well, i figured out you could help, what do you think?"
"oh um... well maybe, when do you-"
"come over tonight? is that okay?"
"oh..."
sohee couldn't believe it, his flushed ears couldn't believe it. the forbidden door of your home finally opens, he will be surrounded with your scent, your clothes, and you all in the same place. he can't help but the warmth that colored his face with nervousness travels down his body to start a fire in his lower stomach. he looks away and nods, freeing his wrist from your fingers. he believes the smile that appears on your lips is just a grin of relief because he'll be studying with you.
you couldn't sit still while looking at the large clock on the wall, the seconds are ticking abnormally slowly to you. you look back at sohee and you could feel his anticipation from his seat, for once he seems really concentrated on your teacher's speech. as if he wanted time to stop so he would never have to follow you to your dorm room. he can't maintain eye contact with you, he wonders how he's going to even speak to you once it's just you and him.
the clock finally shows 5pm and you gather your notebooks. sohee is stuffing his paper sheets in his bag as slow as possible, he can feel your presence next to him and waiting for him. the silence between the both of you is unbearable to him when you walk home, you try not to innocently ask him how he knows what path to follow. you open your door and sohee wonders if he still have the time to run away. suddenly his spot behind the bench outside feels really safe and comforting. but you lock the door behind him, and he knows he's trapped for god knows how long with you. how is he supposed to stay concentrated? you're everything in his mind, you devour every little thought he can have, his blood flows in his veins so he can wake up for another day and see you. after all, he just likes you. just a normal amount.
you offer a seat to sohee at your desk, there's only one chair, you just want to be polite. you drag the chair closer to your bed so you could sit in front of him, and once sohee is settled, you plan can finally start. sohee's leg bounces nervously on the floor and he fidgets with his fingers to avoid putting any kind of attention on you. he knows if he does it's going to be impossible for him not to get hard immediately. you walk behind him, your hand rests on his shoulder and reaches the back of neck, brushing your fingers in his brown hair. sohee is completely frozen in place.
"sohee? did you hear what i said?"
oh. sohee jerks his head up to look at you from the corner of his eye, and you make your way in front of him. he can't escape you anymore.
"what did you say..?"
"i said, i know the look upon your face, you know?"
you walk so close to him sohee can feel your scent filling his mind, he feels like his heart is going to explode, he wants to hand it to you so you could keep playing with it as much as you want. you sit down on his trembling lap, your hands on his shoulders, and the boy in front of you is just a mess under your eyes.
"i might know what you need sohee. if i show you that i know what it's like, would you like that?"
"w-what do you mean..?"
"if i come close baby, do you think you will like that? much closer?"
your breath hits sohee's lips, his desperate eyes plead you to make the first move, to make him realize he's not having another dream. instead, you cover his jaw with warm kisses, you suck a little on his skin, your fingers tangled in his hair. sohee grips his knees so tightly he can feel his nails digging into his pants. you trail your mouth down his neck, you discover every hidden mole on his throat, your teeth sink into his skin and you listen to sohee's whines with a smile. you draw your body closer, your hips pressing down on his. you tug a little on his tshirt to reveal his collarbone, tracing the curves with your tongue, and sohee swears he's going to lose his mind. he's going to wake up, and nothing is going to be real. or if it is, he's going to be home soon but empty, you steal everything, his brain, his heart, his lungs, his secrets. and when you suck on his shoulders to paint pretty red spots, it's like you're sucking his soul away. when you stand up to look at him, his eyes are heavy with need, his hair already feel damp and some strands stick to his temple, his lips are a darker shade of pink probably from staying between his teeth the whole time.
"are you scared sohee? because if you do, i know the way to make sure you never leave."
your voice turns into a whisper that sends a delicious shiver to his spine.
"baby would you like that?"
sohee finally looks into your eyes. the way he nods so eagerly and desperately makes you smile, you slowly roll your hips into his and watch his face contort in pleasure. his eyes flutter shut, his head falls back, exposing his neck. you immediately attack his skin again, and sohee's hands that clawed at his pants catch your shoulders, he pushes you closer to his body as you cover his throat with hot kisses. you can feel his hips rut into yours messily, the hard bulge growing in his clothes brushes you each time. you let all your weight on him and grind your core harder, this time sohee moans audibly. the noises he makes fall into your ears like a melody, one that stay in your mind and play over and over again. one that gets you obsessed.
sohee is breathless, he feels so hot it makes him dizzy. if you don't stop your actions anytime soon he will definitely cum in his pants. it's not new to him, but in front of you it's embarrassing. he wanted to hide. deep down, he wanted to have you watching him, he wanted you to know, to make him yours too, but his innocent facade is almost unbreakable. he's shy, he's embarrassed, you know you'll need so much more to melt his armor.
"sohee baby... how do you feel? tell me."
"mhh i... c-can i have more..."
you can finally feel the crack in his voice, you're slowly making your way inside his locked mind. your hand travels down his chest and under his tshirt that's starting to cling to him, your nails graze his skin and you can feel his shivers under your fingertips. you hips rock against his to a steady rhythm, sohee's hands finally resting on your waist after he found the courage to hold it. his high pitched whines fill your room, he can't hide the pleasure that courses through his veins and burns in his stomach. when you nibble on his earlobe, you feel sohee's grip tighten and he moans your name, his hips twitch against yours in a desperate need of release.
"you like that? better than your hand hm?"
"s-so much better..."
"right baby... i know..."
"please p-please don't stop i'm s-so close..."
it would be too easy to let sohee have his way. he guides your hips into his with weak hands, his moans grow louder each second. you finally stop all movements and you hear sohee's breath stop in a silent whimper, like a desperate cry. when you look at him, he's so pathetic, tears shine in his eyes and threaten to fall off his eyelashes, his face is flushed and his hair messy from how many times he pushed them away. his tshirt now sticks to his chest that moves heavily, and when you get up from his lap, you can see the wet spot that formed on his sweatpants from how much he's been leaking under you.
you walk around him, almost like a predator that finally trapped its prey. and that's how sohee feels like under your hungry gaze, as if you are going to eat him whole. you're already tearing up his mind, the flow of thoughts frozen from the pleasure so intense it makes his head spin. your hand holds his jaw from behind, you tilt his head the way you want and play with his face with your fingertips. each touch sends jolts of pleasure through sohee, making his cock twitch in his pants. the way you whisper in his ear has his eyes rolling back in his head.
"is that what you want sohee?"
"i want- i w-want it so much..."
"don't worry baby, i'll make you feel way better than in your dreams."
you kiss his temple, your hand rest on his neck and you push his head to the side. your lips go down his jaw while your hand goes under his damp tshirt, you rub his chest with your nails and watch him lean into your touch. sohee almost cries when your hands leave him again, as if being far from you is now painful. he doesn't know a world where your hands aren't on him anymore.
your hands hold his knees and you part his legs enough to place yourself in between. sohee can't get his eyes off you anymore, the mask he tried to keep on for so long finally breaks, he gets drunk on your touch, he craves your gaze into his, if he ever felt shame for a while, it got wiped out by the pleasure and the lust. your hand grabs the bulge between his legs, you massage him very slowly through his pants. it's a sweet torture but sohee wishes he could feel it everyday, all the time. you finally pull down his sweatpants, you lean closer into his thighs so you can give kisses to his cock through his underwear. the fabric is already wet from the amount of precum that keeps leaking from his swollen tip, your tongue traces the outline of his hard length through the fabric and sohee can barely hold it any longer.
"m-more... please g-give me more..."
"i know baby."
you finally slide sohee's boxers down and the heavy sigh he lets out once his cock is free has you shivering. it throbs painfully under your gaze, his pink tip desperately calling for you. you lift your eyes to meet sohee's when you open your mouth, you let your tongue rest flat on his slit. immediately sohee's hands cover his face but he can't hide the moan that erupts from his throat, and the others once your hand grab his dick. you let spit dribble from your tongue and down his length while you give him slow strokes, mixing it with his wet arousal.
sohee feels like he could cum at any moment, especially if you keep jerking him off with that look on your face. you take his tip between your lips and eagerly swirl your tongue around it, you just play with the head of his cock for a while until sohee's cries of pleasure get louder. his hands grip your head and his fingers tangle in your hair when you take him deeper inside your hot mouth. you feel him hit the back of your mouth, he's pushing your head down but you try to keep your own steady pace. the way your tongue goes all the way up his length and circle around his tip has sohee breaking apart, he can't stop himself from getting louder and louder. he can feel the tension so close to break and burn his insides, he feels like he's gonna catch on fire soon if you keep going.
you never planned to stop. you jerk him off a little more and tease his slit with your thumb while covering his cock with messy kisses, and when you put him back into your mouth you can tell sohee can't hold it any longer. you let him have his way just for once, his grip on your hair tightens and he fucks his hips up into your mouth to finally chase his orgasm. it comes crashing on him, he buries himself as deep as he can in your throat before stilling his hips. you feel his warm cum fill your mouth, you let it drip on your chin and down your neck. sohee finally lets go of your hair and lean back on the chair, he's spent and exhausted, he's convinced he'll never feel that kind of pleasure again. when he looks down and sees your face covered with his sticky load, he swears he could cum again right on the spot. you slowly get up and kiss him, you share with him nothing but roughness when you play with his tongue and taste his seeds with him. you leave him panting even more as if his breath isn't already ragged by the high he's coming back from.
sohee smiles like an idiot. he feels like he's in heaven, and heaven is definitely your room, with you in it. he feels like he doesn't need to hide anymore, he gets up from the chair and lets his hand rest on your cheek, wiping away the remains of his cum. his eyes are still blurry but the way he looks at you could almost melt your heart. you pull his sweatpants and underwear up and tidy up his shirt, you savor the confused look on sohee's face. you reach for his hand and walk him around your room, you head for the door. he's still as pathetic and clueless as ever. you open the door and drag him outside, he just stands there in complete disbelief. back from heaven and straight to hell.
"i never give pervs like you a second chance. hope you remember that day though, you'll never feel like that again even in your wildest dreams."
you close the door shut.
YAYYYYY PERV SOHEE YAYYYYYY i love him
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It's like Tumblr has become almost a diary for me, thanks to no character limit and a read more button. This atmosphere of acceptance and understanding helps a lot too.
I'll get back to posting actual art, juggling with Twitter and Bluesky along with commissions is taking up a lot of my time.
Anyway, thoughts about art community and being social
For the longest time I've had this feeling of being an outsider in this vague community of artists that see as colleagues of sorts. Like I meet all the "criteria" of being in the group, and yet don't really feel like I'm part of it. Well, it seems I am right in some way, and the reason is that they interact with each other, while I sit here drawing alone.
Unfortunately I've always been prone to isolate myself from others. I grew up feeling like I should be ashamed of loving to draw, since it was always fanart monsters, creatures and cool guys instead of "proper art" like animals and portraits. Before social media, I only drew for myself and never showed anything to anybody. I hid my art from my family, from the world, so that I wouldn't be judged. I think it is one of the biggest reasons why I have trouble interacting with people in the context of art (tbh I'm shit at being social anyway but that's a whole another problem).
Even when I had a scanner and means to post my art online, I never did, due to the whole "if you put something online it'll be there forever" mindset. My first actual account anywhere online must've been Facebook in 2010ish, where I only had a few friends. It was the perfect place for me to finally post anything online, and so I did: I used to post pretty much everything I drew on there. Slowly gaining courage, I eventually made my original Tumblr account, then Deviantart, Twitter, etc.
Still, all I did was throw my art out there in hopes of somebody liking it. I didn't really know how to interact with the people who commented on my posts, so instead I mostly just... made more art. I did have some friend groups here and there, but either they ended up falling apart or my social battery drained in such a way that I slowly drifted away. I had gotten used to just being by myself and relying only on myself in the online art world.
During my design studies, I started putting more thought and work on promoting myself, so that it could be one career path for me to take. My mindset was that I'll work hard and become "big", even if it meant that one post gained me just one follower. In 2020 I ended up going viral with a meme and suddenly getting tens of thousands of followers. It was great and a welcome boost of morale, but unfortunately 2020 was otherwise one of the worst years in my life.
Throughout the years people have come and gone, so the only constant for me has been myself, and my drive to develop my skills. Thus it's been too easy for me to just isolate myself. In a way it has been my strength with regards to art, but sometimes I wish I knew how to make lasting connections. I think/know I might be autistic to some degree, which adds to the difficulty of being social. Though, to be honest, I don't know if I'd gotten this far without my autistic hyperfixations.
I guess the thing I need to do now to fix this problem of loneliness and isolation is to just... slowly try and be more social. To reply to comments and talk to people. All of which is easier said than done. Still, just gotta take that first step and then keep going.
Despite lacking the kind of community I yearn for, it seems I've made a name for myself, enough so that people seem to take pride in knowing me. Or at least that's the impression I've gotten a few times. But still, I am happy that I've had a positive effect on people. After all, my two main motivators in art are that I like doing it, and I like when people enjoy my art.
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THE WEEKLY CHECK-IN
Issue 2 Updates:
6/22 Pages have been fully inked
Page 7 is still in the sketching process, but I hope to have the inks started today!
I am technically ahead of schedule on inking pages! Yay!
Issue 1 Page 13 WIPS:
You guys voted last week on what you'd like to see from this blog between now and issue 2s release. WIPs from issue 1 won! Every week, I'll showcase a page. This week I've chosen page 13!
The Initial Sketch: When I first start working on a comic page, I always focus on getting the general layout of the page done first. This means understanding how the panels fit together and jotting down a general sense of the action. You may notice that some of these initial plans changed in the final version. I wasn't originally going to have Amy hit Sonic with her Piko Piko hammer and panel 4 was going to have Sonic kicking Amy again rather than vaulting over her. I wish I had saved more of the in-between sketches to show you guys how these evolved overtime, but I just didn't think to do it during the process. I'm saving a lot of the sketches during Issue 2, though to make up for it!
Final Ink: A page without color! You can see how some of the sizing on the boxes changed, Sonic's surprised face was turned around to better fit with his new vaulting pose and what I originally intended to be a fully in-shadow panel was turned into just having Knuckles in Shadow. This is one of the prettier inks in my opinion. It's the first page that I felt completely happy with the art once it was finished. Looking back now there are things I would do differently, but I can still be proud of it.
Color: And here's the final product, without text, in all it's glory! Coloring is not my strongest suit. In fact, every time I draw something complicated I think about how much trouble its going to be to color later. I'm always up for the challenge, though. If I were to go back and color this page again, however, I probably wouldn't use so many gradients on the background.
Let me know what WIPS from Issue 1 you'd like to see next or if you have any questions about page 13!
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Heya!!!
So about chapter 120 that shattered all of us...
I couldn't help but wonder that when Nene called out for Hanako to help her and it snapped him out of what he was doing, do you think that means somewhere deep down Amane remembers? I'd like to think he does, but then when they were just talking before shit went down Amane's memories weren't jogged when Nene was first talking to him and calling him Hanako-kun. It didn't jog his memory when Nene was crying.
But it did when he almost killed her.
I don't know what to think honestly. And I'm forcing myself to focus on something else besides kou dying.
Oh, and also, why are people so mad when people are comparing teru & kou's situation to amane and Tsukasa's? Like AidaIro was clearly drawing a parallel here. And I'm fed up with the Fandom attacking itself yk?
Anyway happy Thanksgiving if you celebrate, and have a great day/night !!
Yes, Amane seems to be lost in his own memories, even when he was still Hanako, but it doesn't seem to be something definitive.
You can see that he remembers that something happened but doesn't know exactly what or why, so yes, it's as if his memory is on a threshold.
You know when you have that dream and when you wake up you forget what you dreamed but know that you dreamed about something? It's similar.
Hanako will probably need something very strong to make him remember, and of course, it will be problematic, after all, the entity will get in the way of the process.
Oh, don't worry about Kou, he'll come back.
It's like that with most of the JSHK arcs, it starts off happy, then comes the big drama, then a tragedy, then the resolution and in the end everything goes back to the way it was before.
It was like that with PP arc and the number six arc. Aidairo still needs Kou for a lot of things, not even Mitsuba who collects deaths has gone away, he always comes back.
It's a character development arc. So, it's going to take a while for Aidairo to start creating definitive deaths. This is the number one arc, so I would be worried if it was the twins arc, but that hasn't started and we don't know when it will.
Remember, at the end of this arc, number one will lose his Yorishiro, this arc is about him. We're seeing all this now because Aidairo wants to convince us that this reality is bad (and she's succeeding).
So don't worry about Kou now, he himself said he'll come back.
About the fandom, the Minamoto brothers and the Yugi brothers, well, yes, it's a kind of parallel.
Hanako killed Tsukasa because he became a supernatural (theoretically).
Teru exorcised Kou because he became a supernatural.
One thing we have to keep in mind is that Aidairo likes to work by making the characters deal with traumatic but necessary experiences for them to develop.
Teru is closed off, he hates supernaturals, even those he knows are not that dangerous or not completely supernatural. He even treats Akane with a certain contempt.
This is rooted in him for reasons we do not know yet. Teru's development follows a path that Kou himself decreed from the beginning, "if Teru could deal with the fact that someone he loves could become a supernatural".
He did not like the idea.
But this is where the good things are born.
This is the point of Teru's development, he is dealing with it firsthand. Feeling what it is like to have someone he loves as a supernatural and how his instincts made him exorcise Kou without thinking twice.
He is dealing with the pain of having exorcised his younger brother.
Just like Hanako had to deal with the murder he committed, he has not accepted it yet.
So, here's where Teru can develop in two ways: either he becomes more flexible about supernatural beings (like Kou wanted) or he will get more hatred for them.
No matter which side he chooses, it will still be a development.
How will Teru deal with his actions?
That's the question.
Seeing that Teru judged Hanako so much and did something similar, the parallel that Aidairo created so that Teru could understand Hanako a little, because he would never understand if he didn't go through it.
So we shouldn't create a war about this, it's just a necessary phase for Teru's development (and Kou's too).
For the character to develop, he needs to suffer, he needs to make mistakes, he needs to feel pain. The two brothers are dealing with this dilemma, while the older one hates supernaturals and says that the younger one is weak, Kou deals with the desire to become a supernatural because he got too attached to one of them and realized that not everything Teru says is true.
Still, Kou is really weak and he will probably realize that Teru was right in this, even though Kou's lack of training happened because Teru wanted to protect him.
An older brother who hates supernaturals And a younger brother who likes them to the point of wanting to become one.
Teru is dealing with this possibility in this reality Just like Kou is too. He is discovering that being a supernatural is dangerous, as Hanako said.
And maybe this is the fuel for Kou to have the courage to exorcise Mitsuba, when he understands that it is the best for him and he is suffering because Kou does not want to let him go - Just like Hanako does not want to allow Tsukasa to be freed.
The parallel here again?
See the importance of this moment, of Teru having exorcised Kou, see how many paths this action can take both of them.
Because one day Hanako said he was anxious for Kou to exorcise him, when he was ready.
And he probably will one day.
Kou needs to be strong to understand that there is no salvation for Mitsuba other than freeing him.
JSHK talks about this, about how love is giving freedom, and suffering for it.
So, everything that happened is for their development. Just like Teru almost died to protect Kou, and Kou had enough willpower to face and defeat number six, now it's Teru's turn to deal with it.
But in the end, they'll be fine.
That's how it ends.
At least for now.
Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wish the same for you!!!
#tbhk#jshk#toilet bound hanako kun#jibaku shounen hanako kun#amane yugi#hanako kun#aidairo#yugi twins#hanakokun#jshk spoilers#jshk teru#teru minamoto#minamoto teru#jshk kou#kou minamoto#minamoto kou
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HOLA! â€ïž First of all, dropping some kudos because I love you and your art so much (basically my blog can be your side blog too at this point!) â€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž
Second, from the character ask, I'd like to know about 3,4 and 20 for both Eloise and Leo đ
Hope you have a wonderful day/night!
HOLA MI ITALIANA FAVORITAđâ I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR ALL OF THE YAPPING I'M ABOUT TO DOđ€â will this get you to finally visit međ„șâ
I'm going to answer these for Eloise SINCE I already did 3 for Leo & I have someone asking me about 4 for Leo as wellđ„șđ
3) What was the first thing you decided on, the character's name, appearance, personality or their role in the story?
This is a tricky answerâŠjust bc my evil gremlin mc in the game has NOTHING to do with Eloise in my writing. I guess I would say her name? I was just thinking of what would be the most British sounding name I could think of when I started playing in Decemberđââïž
But then my imagination took hold of meâŠI started thinking about Eloiseâs backstoryâŠand when I thought of how all of her family dynamics/how she grew up would influence her personality I started to be really dissatisfied with the game and the lack of choice we have while playing. SO I gave up on the game completely after the restricted section quest and started to use my free time to write my fic in Januaryđ„č𫶠but her backstory, personality, and role in my story are definitely the most interesting things about her to me!!
Bonus: my first ever drawings of her in January!!! Bad quality bc itâs an insta story screenshotđđ (I redid one for my ficđ€)
4) And reverse, which one of the four things did you struggle with the most?
Hmmmmmđđ I think her personality is what I struggled with the most and continue to struggle with as I write!!!! I always want her to feel like a *real* person with flaws, but ALSO convey to the reader why they should love her as much as I do. I think Iâm successful bc I get comments/messages a lot from people telling me how much she resonates with them (and sheâs some peopleâs favorite???đłđ) but I STILL CANT HELP BUT FEEL INSECURE ABOUT IT !!! Itâs so hard sometimes keeping in mind how she is and how she thinks, and I never want her to be wishy-washy or doing things out of character for her. Itâs a fun challenge but a challengeđđ (also her appearance changes like crazy in my art but whatever Iâm learningđ)
20) bonus: share any additional thoughts, art, favorite scenes, anything youâve been waiting for a chance to ramble about.
DES YOU REALLY WANTED ME TO YAP WHEN YOU SENT THIS MESSAGEđđđđđ
I really, REALLY want to yap about the foreshadowing and scenes Iâm working towards in my fic BUT IVE ONLY TALKED TO LIKE ONE OR TWO PEOPLR ABOUT MY PLANS ( @choccy-milky & @kay9leo đ€đ€) AND I DONT WANT TO SPOIL ANYTHING EVEN THOUGH I DONT HAVE MANY READERSđđđđđđđ maybe in the futureâŠ
This is me redrawing the chess scene from my fic bc Iâm really dissatisfied with how Seb looks in the original (heâs probably my LEAST FAVORITE TO DRAW BC ITâS IMPOSSIBLE !!!!!!!)
And ummmmâŠ.hmmm Eloise is DEFINITELY not a self-insert character to me, but I DID give her aspects of myself. Things likeâŠwe have the same birthday (January 31) and eye color (dark green), and I tend to overthink a lot and can be in my own head maybe too much, but Iâm ALSO a lot more assertive and gremlin than she isđđđđ I love the fact that sheâs so soft and sweetđđđ & I just want to wrap her up in a big hug and never let go of herđ„șđ€Č
(Imelda is my self-insert tbhâŠand this moment in my fic was MEđ€:
At the sight of Imelda's worried face her throat contracted - Eloise found she couldn't speak - and she burst into tears again. They were rolling, hot and salty, down her cheeks and she hid her crumpled face back into the crooks of her arms. Imelda immediately wrapped her arms around Eloise, and she melted into her friend's embrace. Hands gently stroking her hair as she cried and cried and cried, murmurs whispered in soft Spanish to the top of her head.
She was overwhelmed, desolate, lonely.
I feel really bad for Eloise at this point in her story, but I also find it really interesting to keep poking her to see when she finally snaps and decides that she NEEDS to stand up for herself and what she wants. She hasnât quite realized that sheâs the only one whoâs ultimately in charge of her life & Iâm really really enjoying watching her become the person sheâs meant to beđ„čđ«¶đ„čđ«¶
#omg itâs embarrassing to talk so muchđđđđđđđđđ#but you wanted itâŠđ€#posting without proofreadingđđđđđđđđđđ#anyways ummmm I still have a LOT of asks to get throughđđđđđ#slowly but surely!!!!!!!!#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts legacy fanart#hphl#hogwarts legacy mc#hogwarts legacy oc#eloise babbit
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Laurel and Hardy (Pack Up Your Troubles, The Devil's Brother)â[Stan Laurel was] 5'8". He's a cute little silly fella. Laurel and Hardy were very good friends IRL! In his comedy shorts made with longtime work partner and close friend Oliver Hardy, when Hardy said his best-known catchphrase, "Well, here's another nice mess you've gotten me into!", "Laurel's frequent, iconic response was to start to cry, pull his hair up, exclaim 'Well, I couldn't help it...', then whimper and speak gibberish." (From the Laurel and Hardy Wikipedia page)
James Cagney (Yankee Doodle Dandy, A Midsummer Night's Dream, Public Enemy, White Heat, The Strawberry Blonde)âWhaddya mean I've gotta SUBMIT Cagney? You look up scrungly in the dictionary and there's a picture of him RIGHT THERE. He IS the scrungle. -SHORT KING 5'4 3/4 (1.65m) I could put him in my pocket -When he rolls down his car window (in Mayor of Hell) sticks his head out and makes some snarky comment (which I didn't hear because I was way too distracted) it's like struck by lightning, let me tell you -His hair is so wavy and sometimes it falls over his forehead and then I die a little -He plays The Public Enemy number one, everyone thinks of this as "the one with the grapefruit scene" but it is SO SO much more than that, it's also the one where he wears little striped pajamas -Multilingual (Yes, I'm the same person who submitted EGR and listed this earlier. Yes, this is a big thing for me.) He spoke Yiddish, guys and you can hear him speak it in a movie (Taxi) AND when the Warner Bros. tried to discuss him without him knowing they used Yiddish not realizing he'd understand everything -He talks so fast. Like. Staccatto. It's so fascinating -Loved animals & owned CHOW CHOWS (that's a very scrungly dog, c'mon) -Plays Bottom in Midsummer Night's Dream, that's the guy who gets turned into a DONKEY, nobody else could've played it like he did -Messed with Warner Bros. all the time, threatened to quit, told them he was going to go be a doctor instead -He does this little nose scrunch thing oh my god -Boy Meets Girl is a supremely underrated screw ball comedy and he has lots of silly little outfits in it and acts ridiculous the entire time -Was fascinated by farming and just puttered around on his tractor, like he's just a little guy! -There's a movie where he has a silly little mustache (I haven't seen it yet though) -They've dressed him up as bellhops, sailorsn cowboys and itty bitty gangsters [in movies] and frankly that should be enough -His first show biz job was a female dancer on the chorus line
This is round 2 of the contest. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. If you're confused on what a scrungle is, or any of the rules of the contest, click here.
[additional submitted propaganda + scrungly videos under the cut]
Laurel and Hardy:
nobody was doing it like them! nobody!!!! weird men rIGHTS
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James Cagney:
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James Cagney is such a scrungler. He could dance, he could sing, he embodied the gangster role, he was a short king, he had curly hair, what more could you possibly want?? Something about his face just feels so Looney Toons to me. He's like a little bug and I'm observing him through my magnifying glass. I'm obsessed with his hair and his scrunging demeanor!!! He's the most guy to me of all time. I tried to draw him once and completely failed. You could crumple him up like a tissue and watch him float away in the breeze.
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He is the SCRUNGLIEST of gangsters, itâs the role that made him famous, and by god thatâs for good reason. He also plays a peculiar little guy in musicals and occasionally westerns, all with a particular flavor of scruffy city rat energy that you canât help but adore! Â
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#body horror tw#blood tw#basil omori#omori basil#omori game#omori fanart#I'm trying to get back to doing more horror stuff for Omori#I used to do it a lot more when I first started drawing for it#But then the bread twins came along and... you know#Neon's sketchbook#Queued
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hey i feel like we're really sleeping on that time Danny possessed Vlad & framed him for assaulting a minor
Editing with the clip because people don't believe me. Episode is 41: Eye for an Eye.
#Danny Phantom#i think this ties into my other post i made a long time ago about Danny siccing the GIW on Vlad#like we KNOW in CANON that if Danny was even a tiny bit more like Vlad he would literally become a supervillain#villain is such a stupid word i hate how it's spelled. why is it like that#anyways i need to like. rewatch DP cuz i remember shit & then i'm like#did that actually happen. because that sounds too insane#but like. he Did That. didnt he#i think that's what i love about this character. but a lot of people ignore it#Danny is like. gritting his teeth going ''do good do good'' it isnt effortless it isnt easy he doesnt even want to do it half the time#& sometimes yeah he WILL do crimes or get back at people who've been assholes to him or whatever#he WILL use his powers for bad sometimes#he'll be like ''dont do that it's bad'' but like. he WILL do it himself#the whole ''i'm a hero'' thing he's got going on is like. more of a. how do i put this#it's like when you're drawing or writing & saying ''it doesnt have to be perfect it just has to BE''#like Danny isn't a hero sometimes. he's got morals & has a general understanding of good & bad#but also he's 14 & being attacked every day#i would start saying bad words & threatening people that annoy me too man#okay i glanced over the scene again for the first time in years & Danny was literally in the middle of outing Vlad to the whole town???#hello?? are we really ignoring this?????#VLAD TORNADO VLAD TORNADO VLAD TORNADO#this show is so stupid i love it#love how Sam & Tucker immediately backed him up yeah fuck Vlad all my homies hate Vlad#okay you know what. maybe i will do a DP liveblog. i think it would be fun#on daddyplasmius. only posting this on pa-pa-plasma cuz it's kind of just a. weird rant post? kind of? idk
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I keep seeing fanarts of ppl's OC's being on the ship, so do you think that if there was 6st crewmember (specifically, another woman) Anya would've been more safe? Like, someone to actually call Jimmy's begaviour out, someone Anya might wanna trust? Is there a possibility something might have changed (even if a little) or it would not have mattered at all?
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I feel like the game would make it part of the commentary on where she would believe and help Anya but still be sort of dismissive? Like the whole âdonât waste time crying and being scared keep going and move on, donât let him winâ. Itâs supposed to be positive and reinforcing but sometimes it does more damage in those times of mourning and grief, it feels patronizing, like you donât understand what youâre going through but they do. Even if they did call out his behavior itâs still on Curly to act and while another voice would help, itâs still 4 against 2 on guys that donât get it until they have to vs women who always have to.
I donât mind mouthwashing OCs but I do get a bit bored as they tend to be borderline saviors or like Jimmy aligned. They are either more complicit than Curly or just Jimmy haters for no reason, outside of what the creators know about what he did to Anya. I am never irked by OCs but in a story like mouthwashing you really need to think about what your character adds to the commentary, especially if they are there during the crash. Itâs nice to have like characters on Anyaâs side more whole heartedly and interesting to see characters who placate Jimmy but sometimes itâs one note.
I canât and donât want to police peoples OCs itâs never my intention when I comment on trends I notice, but I do feel like the way people make their OCs interact with these two characters and especially Curly, really show a grave misunderstanding of the narrative and these characters as people vs roles in the story. Still, I know people just make up characters for fun and thatâs fine. Great even, but I guys Iâm focusing more on OCs that are supposed to have those serious dynamics. My favs tend to be pretty-Tulpar or post-Tulpar au OCs.
The inevitably of the crash is on Jimmy. He did that not because he wasnât stopped but because all his means to kill Anya were taken. The gun, the axe. Even if Curly did strip him of his co-pilot privileges and try to keep him contained thereâs only so many people. An extra body helps but they have jobs they have to do, heâs the only one steering the whole ship and Jimmy would likely have an out: food, bathroom, etc. Heâs not new and if he couldnât crash the ship directly, whoâs to say he wouldnât sabotage something else? A clunker like the Tulpar wouldnât take much. An extra person helps but itâs just another thing that prolongs what a person like Jimmy is willing to do to shirk responsibility.
Itâs more than just needing someone to stand up to him and think thatâs what is missing when it comes to inserting a character into the mouthwashing setting.
#like again most people treat Jimmy like a misanthrope and heâs not and the way heâs just evil/rude to everyone all the time just isnât real#like heâs snarky and rude but it canât be 100% of the time like hes not going out his way to instigate#heâs the type to say shit and hope it stirs the pot like Daisuke likes him at first#thinks heâs a bit of a jerk but he likes him like unless you specifically make a character heâs dislike heâs not just gonna be#readily antagonistic to strangers or at the get go#not to mention itâs not just about Anya needing a friend but someone with the power to do something#a point in why she confides in Curly is heâs the captain sheâs not just gonna tell the only other woman just because itâs still personal#not every girl tells their friend or another woman especially if they are new and they donât know how they react not all girls are#girls girls some can be just as toxic as the men they are being confided in about#the nuance of the situation is not solved by having more people who actively hate jimmmy if anything it would make him escalate further as#clearly has issues with how people perceive him and being liked like another woman who hates him thatâs gonna do something crazy in his mind#I think itâs interesting when OCs explore another side of the pre established dynamics as Jimmy uses each remaining crew member to fill a#something Curly provided for him and represent his dynamic with Anya and being an abuser I just feel like a lot is being missed out on#and itâs mainly cause people donât want to make OCs that arenât great people like itâs okay to have a grey mediocre OCs in situations like#this its realistic and helps you write more grounded characters like idk i like the ocs but eh im not like a super fan#I really should make an analysis on Jimmy cause people hate discussing him and his character is being really misunderstood#like not saying sheâs innocent or an excuse but just not getting how he is supposed to work like heâs no dick fucking dasteredly#heâs a shitty guy who gets shittier like he ainât start out an avengers level threat#mouthwashing#đ anon#mouthwashing game#ask#anya mouthwashing#curly mouthwashing#jimmy mouthwashing#mouthwashing oc#now I gotta make an oc just to prove myself but I canât draw#so maybe not cuz whatâs the point if I canât explain the fly drip
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Letâs get to it shall we?
So, I have studied the drawing for a bit and ended up coming up with around six relevant things that are probably symbolism
First is the mirror- it is cracked though it mostly is intact, the cracks all originate from the same point in LBMâs reflection: their eye. Mirrors tend to be good for identity symbolism, showing a characterâs reflection and all, so thinking about it like that and seeing the state this mirror is at we could come to the conclusion that it probably means LBM has identity issues. This will come back later
Next is the fact LBM is making a gesture of shooting herself, which kinda makes me concerned for his mental health tbh. I see this as potentially symbolizing LBM not liking themselves or at least holding some sort of grudge towards himself. Or maybe itâs meant to be like the past them is dead or something, idk
Next is the fact the mirror is cracked over the eye it never opens, which Iâm starting to think is actually missing. Now, I donât know how you differentiate your Bloodmoons but I have seen others and myself use the âtwo eyes-two twinsâ method, so like one twin has one eye and the other the other, and if you do this as well then the implication here is that one of the twins is dead. Which I think is true actually because of the drawing you dropped when I asked you for lore the other day (which I saw but forgot to reblog :()
Next is something Iâm not too confident on and am purely adding âcuz I think itâs funny. So the yellow stains yes? They seem to be magic of some sort, though their most notable feature is that theyâre yellow, and according to the Bibble yellow is the color of betrayal. And deceit and illness in the negative side too I guess. Feel free to disregard this one :P
Next I want to turn to the background on the reflection. Itâs all destroyed and thereâs magic flying and stuff, which probably means LBM is in a really dilapidated place, or she lost her temper, or Iâm overthinking, idk Iâm not good at catching thematic symbolism
Next letâs look at the Lordâs expression. Vacant. Empty. Iâd say maybe even melancholic. This just strengthens my conviction of one of the twins being dead yâknow?
And finally, what I asked about before, the flowers. Red Anemone Flowers have a plethora of meanings, as is standard for a lot of flowers, and thanks to your answer from a bit ago I could narrow the potential meaning a bit. First the slightly more unlikely one, emotional attachment and fragility, two of the Anemoneâs meanings in Japan, tied to what we saw before and the fact a mirrorâ aka a very fragile thing âis in the scene we could get a somewhat emotional view at LBMâs state, seemingly missing someone who they cared for deeply. Then we have one Iâm almost 100% certain you intended for, death and loss of a loved one, it just fits so well with everything else, LBM, the bloody god, thinking back on his past and mourning the (potential) loss of their twin, holding resentment towards themselves for it and the environment showing that. And lastly the thing you 100% intended for, the blood of Christ, I mean, I mean, câmon almost all the art youâve made for this guy has heavy religious tones, why wouldnât you use the flower that represents The Christâs death?
So, putting this all together, I think I can string together the lore thatâs being implied here:
Lord Bloodmoonâs twin is dead, they mightâve died on their own terms or the Lord mightâve been involved someway, who knows, what matters is they are dead. And Lord BM, not being very fond of emotions but anger, doesnât tend to show how much it affects him, mostly turning all the emotions into itself, maybe even having the feelings grow into self loathing stemming from guilt? It affects her, badly.
So yeah thatâs my reading
I Am so sorry if I got it all wrong :(
Tbh Iâm not very good at symbolism; foreshadowing and implications of the past and characterization are a lot more fun to play with for me personally, and I kinda sucked a lot at catching symbolism in school assignments, so if I got everything terribly wrong I apologize
Requests?!
Lord Bloodmoon Lore
Or uh, Lord Bloodmoon as a stained glass window? Anything Lord Bloodmoon
Or canon BM in a field of flowers I guess
Or your main in Dandyâs World?
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plus these goobers
i main Rodger and Finn (Rodger for public runs and Finn for solo ones)
i like extracting a lot, so i like Rodger a lot! in the future id probably end up being a Vee player tbh,,
Finn is just fun because hes fast LOL. dont think i could play as him in a multiplayer lobby because i tend to get a bit.... reckless with him pfft
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#perhaps it is.... if you want it to be >:3c#<<< it was#god I hope I didnât mess up to bad#sorry if I did
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[vibrating a little too fast] Do You Understand My Vision Yet
#twst#twisted wonderland#cereal tries to draw#cater diamond#jade leech#trey clover#and some other guys but this aint about them#girl i do not even begin to know how to tag this one#trejeikei. treycayjay. caterjadetrey. girl fucking help#i still subscribe to jade having a crush on both of them at the same time and Being Weird About It lol#my fave thing in fanart is w/octavinelle if anyone is drawing shipping art of one of them with someone#the other two being either confused or disgusted or just bullying for fun about it#and then my other favorite is riddle being pissed as hell finding out his beloved card soldier besties are turning to the dark side#fraternizing with the enemy. [kissing a fish boy]#cater and trey both picking octavinelle for their union bday dorm choice is still so funny to me#AND THEN RIDDLE WENT AND PICKED JADE FOR HIS THEORETICAL BROTHER CHOICE LOL god dont even get me started on them#i am also obsessed with jade and riddles dynamic but god. no time for dat now goku.#cater voice hey siri what do u do when a boy holds ur hand and Wont Let Go#i love trey but i feel like i only ever draw him as a tiny head icon w/someone else talking about him fkshfkldshf#i mean ive drawn him in more things sometimes. usually treycay. i just dont post him very much#idk why hes so hard to draw LOL#i passively enjoy treyjade i think i used to look it up more in early twst days#but i ALSO like them both with CATER A LOT and u know me. love to tape characters together. into the polycule soup with you boy.#anyway in that first one cay i think was like 'wow jade kinda never expected u and trey to get together lol no offense -'#and jades like đ€ well i dont mind sharing đ#SHARING WHAT- theyre all holding hands now the end :]#riddle voice if u break cater and/or treys hearts it is On Sight jade leech#jade voice teehee well we wouldnt want that ill do my best đ#riddle is not convinced.#anyway shoutout to ME and the like 1-2 people this might appeal to lol
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My Neekeys over the last two-odd years. I was curious to see the changes đ€
#forgive the low quality dfghfds it was just an experiment#now to do the DRAW ANYONE ELSE challenge#siggy draws#he is my blorbo. my muse. i guess#don't get me wrong. i am CRINGING and SWEATING at just the thought of uploading this.#have i been drawing almost every day my entire life? yes. does my style still change all the time? yes!#and i'm mostly self-taught so i struuuuggle a lot. i'll finally admit that reference pictures help immensely. no shit lol.#i learned a lot in the last 2 years!!! there are some really ugly ones i didn't show but i kept the cringe old ones sdfghfds help.#i mean they're still here on tumblr so i can't exactly hide them#you can kind of see when i actually started to use reference pictures. and when i got more used to using a tablet#idk digital art is so hard. it's a whole other world. but i'm in it now and haven't drawn traditionally in forever#i can also literally see how i used to CRUSH my nibs while drawing. all those really thin lines?? i pressed too hard lol#i've actually kept all my nibs since i started drawing digitally and....... it's too many fghfds#that one slightly more realistic nicky in the bottom right of the first collage lmaooo. i should finish him... maybe... it's haaard.#the top right on the first collage and bottom right on the second one are good comparisons ;_; they're both pirate!nico gifts for lily!!#i'm feeling sentimental now omg
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