#I’m SOOOOOOO normal about them

[va-draws]

Oh my sweet boy~

If something has to remain, let it be your kindness

[emily-mooon]

NORDEGRIM HEADCANONS

I need to get my many thoughts for them sorted out so here’s one big post for those many random thoughts!

- They are both very good listeners and will listen to the other talk for hours on end about their day and their interests

- Stacey and Neil will play video games together and almost always Neil will win much to Stacey’s chagrin. She will then proceed to throw the controller (it’s canon that she’s a sore loser w/ video games)

- Stacey’s the big spoon while Neil’s the little spoon (despite the fact that hes taller than her)

- Stacey does all of the talking. She will tell the cashier at McDonald’s that Neil asked for no pickles

- Neil fell first, Stacey fell harder*

- Stacey will steal some of Neil’s shirts. He doesn’t mind (though the comic panel one is iffy territory as that’s his favourite)

- I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, they will share bracelets and make their own together

- if they get married they DONT have kids. I just can’t see them having any (same goes for like every other SP character tbh)

-In their first year of uni, they shared a creative writing class. It was a big class so that’s why they didn’t know each other before volume 6 (despite being in the same room way before that)

- I imagine in SPTO Scott’s future (not the one we see where he didn’t change and was going through divorce) that old Stacey and old Neil are like newlyweds and are the most insufferable people to be around. After they get married they are in the honeymoon phase forever

- Stacey is a power bottom argue with my brick wall. She’s a bottom but Neil is even more of a bottom than her

-Neil works part time at an EB games near Second Cup so before they started dating he would stop by before his shift and get like a coffee and hope that Stacey would be there. After they started dating if their shift times line up they will commute to work together

- Stacey got Neil into her 60s rock music. He will randomly hum ‘I’m A Believer’ by The Monkees and get annoyed when some asks if that’s smashmouth he’s humming to (that song I mentioned is a nordegrim song to me)

- SPTO Neil turned Stacey into a cinephile so now they are both talking about the movie Crash

- DORKS IN LOVE IS THEIR CAPITAL D DYNAMIC

- they hold hands a lot :3

- they propose to each other at the same time

- Stacey has cold hands, Neil has warm hands

-they cuddle no matter how hot it is

* the trope of “A fell first, B fell harder” is misunderstood a lot. It doesn’t mean that B loves A more than A loves B, it means that A slowly fell in love with B while B had a moment with A that made them realize how much they loved A. That’s just how I’ve seen it described and I’ve been in fandoms where ppl have misunderstood the trope sm that I just wanted to make this fact as clear as I could.

And that it!

Feel free to share some of your own headcanons if you have any with me cause I would love to hear them! Make a comment on this post or send me an ask and I’ll do my best to answer them as fast as I can :]

Oh and also:

Hope you enjoyed my little headcanons!

[leahaart]

Kissy kissy

[goatpunches]

almost finished with the mdzs main story and the amount of 3zun fanart i want to make …

[munamania]

it’s like you guys don’t even care how much it’s them

[mello-when-hi]

hey does anyone want to be insane about the parallels between Dnf and Achilles/Patroclus with me?????

[pnuk-r0ck]

*Sees picture of Gerard Arthur Way, a 45-year-old he/they man* Omg it’s my wife😊

[sonic-adventure-3]

it’s insane how well sonic characters lend themselves to being in silly comics. i have so many ideas oscillating in my head that i’ve genuinely had to start writing them all down

[alcohol-eyes]

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[sonodaten]

Part-Time Soulmate, Full-Time Problem

[rottingcorps3s]

god i’m obsessed with men eating box. sue me.

konig is ravenous for some putang. little bit of mean!konig, but not too bad. overstim. mention of bruises. siiiizzeee kink bby.

this was not proofread. who has the time? ENJOY!

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i see konig as someone who isn’t fully aware of how strong he actually is to a normal person. like yeah, he obviously knows he’s big and strong, but thats when he’s being compared to other military personnel. it becomes evident once you enter the picture. he doesn’t mean for it to happen. you’re just so fragile and…sensitive in so many ways.

once you guys were ‘official’ is when it started. konig had always been respectful of your space and your body. having never gone out of his way to seek physical contact unless you initiated it first. it was like a light switch had been turned on, day to night within weeks.

his hands were constantly on you in one way or another. first off, his hands are MASSIVE. no matter who you are or what size you may be, his hands will always dwarf your own. he was rough, unintentionally…mostly. the finger print bruises on your hips, your ankles, your ass; the hickeys that littered just below the neck of the shirt you wore. juuuussstttt barely out of sight.

it had started in a play fight, one you had initiated and frankly, weren’t prepared for. konig had just come back from the gym, adrenaline and testosterone still coursing through his veins. he just looked sooooooo good…irresistible, really. sweaty and slightly out of breath from his run back. he b-lined straight for you, like he always did when he arrived home. he yearned for his ‘welcome home’ kiss.

his arms encircled around your waist, his neck craning down to collect what was rightfully his. his eyes flashed with disappointment when his lips made contact with something other than your lips. he thought maybe he had accidentally missed your lips, but when he tried again and was met with your forehead, he pulled back. a shit-eating grin spread across your face.

“fucking kiss me.” he’d demand, his eyebrows furrowing in frustration. you had yet to say anything, only offering a quick ‘no’, smile still on your lips. before he had a chance to retaliate, you were gone. running down the hall and disappearing.

he was on you within seconds, he was a professional after all. you had just made it thru the doorway of your shared room, konig grabbed you by your arm, his leg kicking the door closed behind him. he spun you around to face him. his hands now holding both of your biceps, his fingers digging into your soft skin. definitely leaving behind a trail of bruises.

you squealed in pain from his tight grip, “ow! konig you’re hurting me!” you whined, a small pout on your soft lips. his eyes held a dark stare, your small protest not affecting him in the slightest. you’d played the same card in the past, faking being hurt to get him to knock his guard down before you’d strike. he had you this time.

“ooooohhh, schatz…” he said in a fake tone, almost as if he were mocking you, “i’m sooooo sorry…” he apologized, his grip on you loosening slightly, but not all the way. he could see the excitement in your eyes, thinking you had him wrapped around your finger again. “let me make it up to you…” he said, a wicked smile threatening to appear. you only nodded, smiling sweetly at him.

you know what they say about men with big hands…

big tongues 0_0

anyway…

just the thought of the big…hot…wet appendage toying with your clit for hours…oh brother. and it would be hooooouuuurrrrsssszzz (yes with a z).

he’d pull you by your ankles to the edge of the bed. completely towering over you as he worked on getting your shorts off. which was easy enough considering he was able to maneuver your body in ways no one ever had. your thighs would sit comfortably on either side of his shoulders, his arms wrapped around the backs of your legs, holding them tightly in place as his tongue made its first assault.

your thighs would tremble from the sudden stimulation. broken curses falling from your lips as his tongue would flick your clit back and forth, unrelenting. tears would prick your eyes as your first orgasm approached at the speed of light.

“ko-n-ig,” you pleaded desperately, your fingernails digging into his scalp to try and push him back to relieve some of the pressure. he was as still as a statue and as strong as a bull. his grip around your thighs only tightened.

the pleasure was overwhelming, washing over you like a giant wave, boarding on painful as his pace didn’t falter. tears had now begun streaming down your cheeks. so soft and sweet…one of konig’s favorite spots to kiss…

he didn’t stop, no matter how much you tried to beg and plead your case…i mean he did warn you that he was going to make it up to you…you just never asked how.

only after you had your third orgasm did he stop, his grip on you finally relaxing, his face pulling away from your wet cunt. his face dripped with saliva and cum. his breathing was labored. similar to how he walked into the house earlier, the only difference being his pupils that was blown out to the size of saucers.

oh and the cum on his face.

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Oh my gawd i had to force myself to stop writing 😔 would’ve been here for hours.

[raisedbythetv89]

I’m sorry but the way buffy’s all:

UGGGHHHH I sooooooo don’t wanna have to go manhandle the hot vampire for information he’s soooo annoyingggg

Then immediately lets slip she actually does spend time thinking about what he’s up to all day in his crypt and she says she KNOWS it’s something - not creepy, not weird, NASTY 👀👀👀 😜

And then SECONDS after she says that she BARGES IN UNANNOUNCED giving Spike absolutely ZERO time to make himself decent if he was doing something. She literally bounces in and struts up to him in such a way she is getting wind machine level Beyoncé hair. Like GIRL WHAT WERE YOU HOPING TO WALK IN ON barging in without knocking 😹😹😹 which is literally the only way she ever enters his crypt… playing with fire fr

ONLY TO CHOOSE THE WORD PROPOSITION. Not “I need information, I need a favor/help” A PROPOSITION for you. Ya know like “to proposition someone” for sex…

And SPIKE just BOUNDS right up to her in a way that flexes his arm muscles in the process and gets him RIGHT in her face, saying he’s got a proposition for her too…. they did not need to be this close to talk and she doesn’t even back up at all 😹 what she does do is LOOK AWAY when he flexes his arms to propel himself up only to look back at him when he’s standing in front of her 👀 she’s like RILEY focus on RILEY do not get distracted by his arms LOOK AWAY

The SLAP instead of a punch??? He looks SHOCKED that it was a slap instead of a punch when he literally just called her boyfriend an enormous hall monitor and asked tauntingly if he was gonna die and all it elicits is a slap that doesn’t even have full slayer strength behind it 😹😹😹 like this is basically a love tap for them when we see a shove from her send him FLYINGGG across the room when she really means it in “Smashed”

AND THEN SHE’S LIKE “I’D BE DATING SPIKE” as her attempt at reassurance to Riley that super strength isn’t what she cares about BUT IF IT WAS it would in fact be Spike 👀 like she had that alternative READDDDY to go. To me this says she’s thought about what would life be like if she had started dating Spike after “something blue” instead of Riley. Probably since she found out Riley was a demon hunter and no longer the “normal” option between the two which was Riley’s biggest appeal to her as part of her attempt to show she had “normal” taste in men after thoroughly enjoying being all over Spike in “something blue” (as I talked about in a previous post)

Also Spike isn’t the only one showing off his arms!! Buffy has her jacket on to go look for Riley but is just in her white tank and red leather pants to flirt TALK with Spike. Which literally is showing more skin, but ALSO is a physical representation of the relationship she’s always had with spike that revolves around vulnerability and the differences in her behavior between Riley & Spike with how vulnerable she is this season but even as far back as season three when she says she can’t lie to herself OR SPIKE.

AND the fact that Spike is in a different outfit in his dream but Buffy isn’t 👀 he was checking her OUTTT in that outfit and even though he saw her with her jacket on at the hospital he’s dreaming about how she looked when she came looking for him. Also the way she’s just BATHED in light when she first walks in UGH 😻😻😻 looking like a leather clad angel of death sent to destroy the version of spike created by Angel and Drusilla’s abuse bit by bit. I quite literally could not be more obsessed with them

[vio-starzz]

Perhaps allowing Shadow to get somehow drunk on evil root beer, wasn’t the smartest decision.

Before Vio even realized it, he was being dragged outside, around the top of the tower to look out above.

In the moonlit sky, the view from above was beautiful. The way everything was set from a high, the lack of clouds revealing the thousands of stars across the sky. The slight glow from the full moon. The way everything aligned so perfectly.

How the moon flowed upon Shadow’s face. How…. Perfect he looked. Sitting there, at the edge laughing away, and just- looking beautiful-

His trail of thoughts blurred as he looked at Shadow. He could feel his face flush a slight crimson color. He knew he was staring, hard. But, no matter where his gaze started, it always wound back up to him.

Someone so misunderstood. He could understand it, just wanting someone- just wanting a friend.

Yet, the way Shadow slowly started to cloud his thoughts as the day went on, changed him. He wanted nothing more than to admit to Shadow what he’d done, how Green is still alive, how he betrayed him, how he wants to help Shadow.

But it all feels so wrong. Why? Why does he want to help the enemy so bad? Why can’t he look away- what’s… this feeling he has?

The warm and overwhelming feeling in his chest, how he thinks of him- what… is this sense of feeling he has? Why can’t he… make sense of it?

“Vio!”

He snaps out of it instantly, looking up, back into Shadows eyes- instantly going red, from embarrassment, considering he’d been staring at Shadow the whole time he zoned out.

“Let’s go back innnnnn~ I’m sooooooo tired!”

Rigggggght… He’s basically drunk. Somehow.

The whole situation is honestly odd, Vio still doesn’t understand how he consumes so much ‘evil rootbeer’ and then just turns out completely wasted. But, he’s not one to judge. (He truly is, but this is Shadow he’s thinking about.)

As Shadow gets down from the ledge, he quickly staggers around, before Vio comes to his side, holding him upright. He stays oddly embarrassed. Or, red.

The feeling deep within them burns and feels… so strong. He’s so confused, this feeling is so odd to him.

It’s new, but, he can’t understand it. Normally there’s always some explanation for such a strong emotion. Yet, he can’t find one. He can’t understand it- and he hates that….

But as he leads Shadow back inside, his thoughts wander again. Back to Shadow, back to him.

He doesn’t get it… but, he doesn’t hate the feeling.

He doesn’t hate it at all.

Something about Shadow is… different. Then others. Something… that draws him in further.

As Shadow drifts to sleep, he can’t help but feel a painful bitter feeling deep within him.

Something about Shadow makes him feel good, something the others don’t make him feel.

But he’s a hero, he’s a part of Link.

He has to do this, he has to break the mirror…

He has to say goodbye to Shadow…

Right..?

[bk-179]

I’m sooooooo normal about them btw (lying)

[padawansuggest]

I’m writing a fic where Obi-Wan gets bit by a feral cat (they have never seen a cat in Star Wars they think it’s just a really fucked up tooka) and instead of getting rabies shots, like a normal person, he’s on campaign with the 212th, and ends up mutantly growing cat ears and a tail. But wait, there’s more. Since he’s already got fangies and purrs super hard and has glow in the dark eyes, the 212th sorta just accepts it. He’s not much different than normal. Likes to crash in their cuddle puddles more, plays with feathers sometimes, accidentally dragged Dooku and Ventress back to the light side through purring hard and meowing at them till they followed him home, normal Kenobi stuff. So the clones are like ‘yeah, this is his new normal’ and accept it.

But then. One day, he’s laying on Cody’s chest and tummy, and maybe biting him a little, and suddenly he’s nursing on Cody’s chest…!!?! Okay??? So Cody, not wanting to get a rash, takes off his backs so his general can nurse in peace, like ‘yeah this isn’t normal or humanoid but at least he’s content and sleepy and DID YOU SEE THAT HE SLOW BLINKED AT ME WAXER IT WAS SO PRECIOUS- and he’s being a good boy yes he is yes he is he’s the goodest little orange boy in the whole world-!’ And so now that’s normal for them.

But then one day Cody is cleaning his blasters with The Boys (Rex and Fox and Wolffe are there this is sooooooo embarrassing he’s gonna kill someone) when one of them points out that his shirt is wet. Well, after some panicked (he was fine he just wanted the ground to open up and swallow him whole but getting sucked on was how we got into this mess in the first place so maaaaaaaybe no) checks with Kix and Helix (they are arguing and no one can figure out what about) it turns out he’s just a big milkie maker good lad so this is absolutely normal too.

Well, their precious No braincells orange cat General quickly realizes his normal nursing buddy is making special treats for him!!!! How kind!!! So obviously the others of Ghost company get hella jealous and start inducing lactation too so he’ll come cuddle up to them too. He will also take that.

At first the Jedi are like ‘wtf are they all doing’ till Bant frantically spreads the news that Kenobi gained four pounds and it’s not much but the numbers lately have been CONSISTENTLY down and she’s so excited she’s passing out lactation inducers like candy it’s so weird.

Anyways. Palpatine has a heart attack a month later (poor guy, someone shit on his headstone at the funeral, how sad) and now Obi-Wan lives in a big compound of happy Jedi and gets milkies whenever he wants. What a great ending. Have you seen his favorite toy spring??? He could have sworn he was playing with it in front of the refractory unit. He’ll go ask Alpha to help rescue it.

[myokk]

Can you draw a tutorial for full bodies, similar to what you did for faces and heads?

I probably will, but not right away bc I feel like I’m still figuring out anatomy too😅😅 I’m working on it a lot though (the sketches on this blog are mainly so I can keep practicing more dynamic poses & draw more than just a face) & I’m jotting down a lot of tips that are helping me as I learn💓💓 once I have enough I’ll definitely do a write-up & share it with you guys though!! (And I’ll definitely do one for hands too bc I love drawing hands!)

Here are my tips in the meantime, that I’m doing right now (if you’re interested);

1) LOTS of figure drawing, I like to do exercises where I give myself 10 min to draw something, then 5, then 1, then 30 seconds (4 drawings total, I normally just split a page into fourths). Drawing from gifs helps a lot too bc the people are moving and not static.

2) study the masters!! I have huge art books full of gorgeous quality prints, of baroque art, Renaissance, Impressionism…(you can probably find some at the library). This also helps SO MUCH with clothing draping/folds etc. these artists already did the work figuring out how to exaggerate things to make them look as beautiful as possible and we can learn from them😇

3) do studies of your favorite artists on social media!! It helps you figure out WHAT you like about their art, and how you can incorporate it into your own style. (I don’t do this but I should jajajaja). Some of my inspirations on Instagram are: withapencilinhand (super nsfw, look at your own risk😅), hamletmachine, Paul Heaston, Tony DiTerlizzi, etc etc (I can do a full write-up of my fav artists but the list is sooooooo long)

3) focus on drawing rough lines of movement, and build on top of those with shapes. But always focus on getting fluid and natural looking poses 💓 (or just draw noodle limbs like I do) (don’t do that). If I get really lost I force people to take pictures of me and then copy from that 😅 but I know a lot of professional artists & every single one uses references. So don’t be afraid to use them or feel like you’re “cheating” for not being able to just draw something straight from your brain. Bodies are hard to draw! Perspective is hard! Shadows/lighting are hard!

4) think of the bodies you’re drawing as solid forms, and think about line weight & shadows. It helps a lot!!

5) @traceyc-uk shared an amazing article in the comments that explains everything a million times better than I ever could about adding life and movement to poses so they don’t look static🙏😇 I’m linking it here since you can’t click on links in comments🥲

Some examples of what I mean:

These ones are master studies, and I was focusing on line weight, line direction, shadows etc etc

Here are some of my under sketches so you can see how messy and confusing it is before I erase them all and start to go in with the black pencil😅

I hope this helps!!🫶🙏😙

I know I talk too much (it’s a problem that has Plagued me my whole life) and also I’m just typing this up on my phone as I have my coffee. So I hope it’s somewhat coherent & it helps!! & I’ll do a real “tutorial” at some point in the future😙😙😙