#I'm so charmed by these little guys I can't wait to draw them more

[the-writer-nerd-ro]

New little guy alert this is not a drill we have two new little guys and, as a juli-verse first, they have limbs!!!

Heath (any pronouns) is named and based off of when I was younger and grew intensely obsessed with drawing a little face I saw in the smoke detector which, you guessed it, I named Heath. Lorna (she/her) looks like a Taco Bell sauce packet but is actually based on a fire alarm.

Are they lore important? Of course they are

Bonus, for scale:

[nipuni]

Blog time Hello! We are back from our trip! I'd say I'm feeling refreshed but coming back to sweltering dry heat shut down that feeling very quickly. Now we are even more determined to move to the seaside within the year though 🏃‍♀️ It's incredible how much of an effect on your health the weather can have. These days we have been hiking for around 8 hours a day in the mountains and coast without breaking a sweat in 17-22ºc high humidity weather. In contrast, today back home we walked to the store five streets away in a dry 33ºc sun and we felt like throwing up and never leaving the house again lmao and it only gets much worse until september aaaa I can't wait to move out of the city and start a new colder and quieter phase of life where I don't have to dread the coming of summer every year!! But at the same time I've been feeling this trepidation about settling down somewhere permanently, I realized that every 5 years or so I get the itch to move somewhere new and it worries me a bit tbh, I hope it is just my fear of commitment acting up and the fact that we just haven't found the right place yet. And the longer we spend in this place the more we feel like it will be the right one so I'm hopeful!

We have also been watching more of David's filmography! we watched Des, Single Father, Recovery, Bad Samaritan and Deadwater Fell. We enjoyed Recovery, Single father and Deadwater Fell the most, all were really good!! then Des was decent and Bad Samaritan was terrible. But as expected David steals the show every time and you end up sitting through the most ridiculous scripts just to see him give it his all and elevate the whole thing with every scene lmao the sheer range of this man!! let me gush for a second, he goes from the most charming and pitiful train wreck you would kill to protect to the most terrifying monster of a person so effortlessly you can hardly tell it's the same actor. He is so outstandingly good at every role!! Anyway I love watching our little shows of our favourite guy with Nicolas everyday, it has been the highlight of my year 🥰

I've also been meaning to get back into games but I just can't find the right one! I tried the whole cozy farming/survival/sandbox game thing and came to the conclusion that it's not for me, I don't find them engaging enough so it ends up feeling like a time sink 😞 I also thought of going back to FFXIV but the new expansion doesn't sound like something I would really enjoy and while I love RPG I'm finding it hard to commit to 40+ hours of storyline lately, BG3, Cyberpunk 2077 and Disco Elysium have been sitting in my library for ages now and I can't bring myself to play them even tho I want to!! I'm hoping DA4 will get me back into the RPG mood. I've also played Hades II but I'm all out of content until release! Maybe shooters will do the trick, something fast paced I can play for a little bit as a distraction from work. I've been meaning to check how Warframe is doing too, I love it and haven't played in ages, and every time I check it's like a completely different game so that could be fun! but I'm rambling now, if you have any game recommendations let me know! I hope you are all doing well 😊 I'll get back to drawing now and will share some sea pictures later!

[partoftheband04]

Encounter

Description: You meet Matty Healy, despite not knowing who he is, as his waitress in a restaurant during his date with another girl.

Warnings: none, other than the singular swear word :) (there's also no description of the readers appearance)

Word count: 1,884

I don't know what I'm doing so ignore this if it is bad.

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It has been a long shift in the quiet, yet almost ridiculously expensive, restaurant that you work at in the heart of the city. Despite the lack of customers you have somehow still been busy waiting on tables, taking orders and running back and forth between the restaurant floor and the kitchen, working entirely too hard for the pitiful wages you earn. 

You can never do anything half heartedly. Even the smallest of tasks are treated with the utmost importance in your daily life, which explains why you more often than not become unnecessarily stressed during your shifts. Most of your coworkers couldn’t care less for the satisfaction of the people that they served, simply wanting to get the excruciating eight hours of their day over with and wait for the money to arrive in their accounts. You too cannot wait for the eight hours to be over - god it’s a long eight hours - but the thought of someone leaving with a negative opinion of you or your work prevents you from relaxing on the job.

So far, your night has been relatively calm with no complaints or angry customers even if most do barely acknowledge your existence and utter little to no “please”s or “thank you”s. Most of your tables have left for the night, only a couple sat together in a small corner tucked away at the back of the restaurant remain - your last customers of the night having booked the latest table possible. 

The rest of your coworkers are busy cleaning around the restaurant, laying tables and wiping down the bar, as you approach the couple speaking in quiet whispers. You plaster on your not fake but also not quite real customer service smile, pulling the pad of paper and a pen out of the front of your apron.

You can't help but notice how gorgeous the couple are as you walk closer. The girl is undeniably stunning, conventionally beautiful and something you think you'd see on the front of a magazine, although considering how overpriced and popular the business is you probably have seen her staring back at you from the magazine aisle of your local shop. Her hair flows effortlessly down her back, stereotypical but true, and she sits with perfect posture that you couldn't manage if you tried your hardest.

Despite her looks, it's the man that really draws you in. He’s also conventionally attractive, but he has a boyish charm as he chats more animatedly with the girl across from him. Something about him seems familiar. He wears a black suit with a white shirt, somehow slightly overdressed for the fancy restaurant, his (also) black sunglasses resting on the table beside him. His curly hair and his slightly less perfect posture along with his clear excitement gives him a childish aura, contrasting your usual serious and drab customers and his formal, sophisticated choice of clothing.

You always love a contrast. Something different.

You push these thoughts from your head, instead hoping to take their orders and get their food out quickly so that you can go home as soon as possible. Your pen and paper in hand, you near the edge of their table with a quiet yet friendly “Hello!” to alert them to your presence. 

The unnamed male responds with a similar greeting although the girl remains quiet, a stoic look on her face as she stares ahead at him without giving any hint that she even knows you're there. You choose to ignore it, getting on with your job as any other employee would.

“Ready to order? What can I get you guys?”

They have ordered drinks at the bar before sitting at their table and you’ve given them plenty of time to browse the menus; however, it is at this point that the girl turns to you, a slight grimace on her face as she takes in your appearance. She scoffs under her breath, the man across from her doesn't seem to notice though as he looks up to her after a quick glance down at his menu.

“Yeah, we're ready. What would you like, babe?”

She lets go of the hand that he was holding across the table, picking up her wine glass and taking a slow purposeful sip of the drink before looking back up at you.

“We’re not ready yet,” she states firmly, before immediately looking away from you to the man across the table, grabbing his hand and continuing their conversation as if you had never stood there in the first place. 

You mutter a quiet apology before walking away, returning the useless paper and pen to the front of your apron as you take up position at the bar.

The rest of the night goes similarly to that first interaction with the lovely couple.

Your first return to the table after keeping a close eye to try desperately to get the timings right this time, you are met with complaints (only from the girl) about how long they've had to wait for you to take their order. You can see the man giving the woman looks from across the table, silently begging her to at least try and be more polite. At one point you even see his foot slightly nudge hers below the table, although he isn't met with any response as she spits her order at you from behind her menu as you write it down as quickly as possible - desperate to retreat from the table and the situation as a whole.

You really don't get paid enough for this.

The next problem is that their food is taking too long to arrive. Something that most people would at least acknowledge is the fault of the chefs, not you. It is also something most people wouldn't complain about after only ten minutes, yet this girl is smashing your expectations with every short interaction. 

As you leave the table for the third time, already stressing ridiculous amounts for how insignificant this woman and her complaints are, you hear the man telling her under his breath that she’s behaving inappropriately - at least you're not the only one that's noticed. 

“It's not my fault the waitress can't do her job properly Matty, someone has to tell her.”

“The poor girl hasn’t done anything wrong. Stop being rude or I’m fucking leaving,” he says harshly, her hand no longer held in his.

She stops being so rude to you after that, perhaps out of true fear that he would leave, however it doesn't mean that she's nice  to you. In fact, she's resorted from saying unnecessarily rude words to you to simply not saying anything at all - only speaking when you aren't near the table. 

It’s clear that their date, which you assume it is, has taken a turn for the worse as you notice the man - Matty, you had heard her say - secretly rolling his eyes at most things that come out of her mouth. A particularly aggressive eye-roll has you chuckling as you polish a glass next to the bar, causing Matty to look up towards you. The bored expression on his face transformed to one of genuine humour.

The night comes to a quick end after that. Neither one of the couple ordering a desert as you go over to take another order. It seems like the girl is going to ask for another bottle of wine, but Matty is ready to end the date as he interrupts.

“Could we just get the bill please?” he asks kindly.

Despite his girlfriend being utterly miserable to deal with and causing you multiple trips to the bathroom to shed a few tears over how badly this shift has ended, the man seems to be the complete opposite. Actually, he’s one of the nicest customers you’ve ever had.

You mutter a quiet confirmation, your confidence and (fake) customer service smile nowhere to be seen after tonight's events, and run away to print off their bill, desperate for them to leave so that you can finally go home. 

He pays for the whole thing, of course, and they both exit the restaurant together. You can see them through the front window waiting for a taxi, the man looking just as exhausted as you.

You spend a few more minutes cleaning up, most of the work already done by other employees as you waited for the last table to leave, before the bell rings signalling the opening of the entrance door.

“We’re closed!” you shout from the bar, praying that you don't have to deal with anymore nightmare members of the higher society until at least tomorrow (another eight hour shift).

That’s when you see the man appear from around the corner.

Matty.

“I know, I know,” he says, shaking his head, hair slightly wet from the light drizzle of rain outside. “I just wanted to give you this personally.”

In his hand are a few twenty pound notes - and by a few you mean at least 15. Even though most people that attend the restaurant are rich, you don’t think you've ever received a tip of over fifty pounds due to most wealthy people’s lack of care for the people that actually serve them.

“I can’t take this Matty, it’s completely unnecessary,” you state firmly, refusing to accept the money no matter how much you want to.

He looks puzzled as you say his name. “I heard her say your name earlier, sorry for eavesdropping.”

He looks relieved at the news, a smile reappearing on his face as he chuckles quietly to himself.

“Look,” he says matter of factly. “Just take the money. I tried my hardest to get her to be considerate but she was rude to you the entire night. You obviously did nothing wrong, in fact, your service was incredible - better than most I've received the few other times I’ve come here.”

You shake your head, a small laugh leaving your lips, unsurprised that the service he has received at the hands of your coworkers was less than ideal.

“Your girlfriend really wasn’t that bad. I’ve had worse custo-” 

“She’s not my girlfriend,” he interrupts. “Definitely not my girlfriend. That was our first date, set up by mutual friends, there definitely will not be a second one.”

He’s quick to dismiss the possibility of her being his girlfriend, grabbing your hand as he places the money in your open palm and closing your hand around the cash.

“Just take it,” he says quietly. “As an apology.”

You shake your head, once again, in disbelief of his generosity and kindness, a small and timid “thank you” uttered as you stare at the cash now in your hands.

He gives you a small rub on the shoulder and a smile as a goodbye before walking out the front door of the restaurant, a small gust of wind from the increasingly harsh weather outside infiltrating the warmth of the room.

You still have a smile stretched across your face, unable to drop it despite him no longer being here.

It’s only as you move the money around in your hands, counting the exact amount, that you notice the black sharpie written along the back of the plastic note - his phone number.

[maniculum]

Bestiaryposting Results: Zomargon

Another fairly obvious one -- perhaps made more so by the fact that I left a couple identifying terms in. Usually I try and sift those out: e.g., for the deer I replaced "doe" with "female [X]" and for the wild ass I replaced "bray" with "call". This time Past Me apparently didn't think to replace "trumpet" or "trunk". Whoops.

General note, please forgive if this seems disorganized or rushed; I'm a bit feverish I think.

Anyway, here's the entry:

If anyone was confused by all that, please see https://maniculum.tumblr.com/bestiaryposting. Art below in rough chronological order.

@silverhart-makes-art (link to post here) took this in a truly delightful direction. The animal itself is very good, and I think the little sketches really enhance it, but the in-depth explanation of their design decisions in the linked post is what really makes it. Genuinely very charming animal in that context; I like it a lot.

@sweetlyfez (link to post here) gives us a beast complete with a warrior-tower-arrangement on its back. Genuinely a pretty good fit for the entry all around, and of course the real gem is the hairdo. Hey, the entry says it has hair, it's up to the artist to decide how to style it.

@moonygryffin (link to post here) has drawn "Mammoth Cube", which until just this moment I has no idea was a thing. Have to give it to them, though, that animal clearly has no knees and would be really easy to put a tower on top of. Good work, cube.

... dating myself a bit there... wait, that strip is still going? Huh. Anyway.

@pomrania (link to post here) has created another Strange Mammal. There's something about the stylized profile views they draw sometimes that really appeal to me. Also, the Zomargon is of course an ace icon -- it's right there in the first sentence of the entry -- so instead of carrying people into battle, it's carrying them in a pride parade. Good for them.

@coolest-capybara (link to post here) has laid out this illustration in a very appealing way, I think. I'm not a real art critic, so I can't say why, but I just like it. I also like the general design here -- both that they're giant boars with skinny stilt legs, and that the domestic and wild versions differ in the same way as domestic and wild pigs. Additionally, I'm glad someone decided to illustrate the mandrake-courtship thing, because I thought that was an interesting concept.

@cheapsweets (link to post here) gives us this nicely sepia-inked illustration. I like the little sketches; for these entries with lots of details, I think it's nice to toss some extra stuff in the margins. Also the design of the snout and tusks is just really good, in my opinion. As usual, for interesting details and design choices, please check out the linked post.

Aberdeen Bestiary time!

... well, okay, not actually. A good chunk of the entry is left, but the page with the illustration on it is missing, so we're going to the Ashmole Bestiary again.

All right, so this is obviously the elephant, but I don't like any of this.

Maybe the proportions are just off, or maybe the illustrator didn't really believe how big elephants were, but that elephant is not big enough to be carrying that tower thing and four knights. The tower is nearly as big as the elephant is!

And that guy in front doing the steering -- you can't use reins? You have to use a chain that's attached to its trunk like the world's most inconvenient nose piercing? And what is that stick for, exactly? Unacceptable.

Maybe this is my modern bias, but I really feel this could have been a very cool illustration if they weren't being gratuitously cruel to the elephant. They even gave it a distressed-looking face! Why, good sir?

[projectjasper]

for the ask game... toey! 🙌

damn, y'all decided to really indulge me today and have me write out a million headcanons! well, thank you 🥹

choose a character and ask about my headcanons here, if you like

🏳️‍🌈 a sexuality headcanon

biromantic asexual.

🏳️‍⚧️ a gender headcanon

honestly, he's kind of giving binary trans guy vibes, so let's go with that <3

😇 a headcanon about their religion/lack thereof

very religious, buddhist obviously. can't say any more on that, because i am unfortunately not very knowledgable about buddhism, but yeah.

🧸 a headcanon about their childhood

from the little that we know of his parents, it seems like they accepted the fact that he suddenly decided to study art, which is a good sign. he also seems fairly well-adjusted. but we do know he was bullied at school, which means his nice home life was unfortunately up against his shitty school life, so he has had some bad experiences during his childhood for sure.

👻 a headcanon about what scares them

horror movies! cannot stand them. has nightmares after watching them all the time. psychologically, abandonment, obviously (thanks, q /lh).

🎶 a headcanon about music

post-punk for life, actually.

💤 a headcanon about their sleep

he falls asleep really easily ✨ imagining scenarios ✨

💝 a headcanon about their love language

i think quality time wins with him. just being there, next to q, was enough for him. but also acts of service, because he legit giggled and kicked his feet, when q sharpened his pencils.

🫂 a friendship headcanon

despite his charming and adorable personality, he doesn't make friends that easily. he really only got close with matt organically. otherwise, fang and phum started protecting him first, and he got close to our main friendship group through becoming q's mentee.

💔 an angsty headcanon

he spent a lot of time crying and wondering what he's done wrong after q disappeared :(

🪢 a headcanon about their family

like i mentioned, when i talked about his childhood, i think his parents are really lovely. oh, and he is an only child.

📓 a headcanon about their hobbies

to top off skateboarding and drawing, he gives me gamer vibes.

👗 a headcanon about their clothes

he is giving someone who dresses at a store for skaters but doesn't actually care about fashion that much. he has the familiar baggy jeans and shoes and everything, but they don't feel that intentional.

🔪 a headcanon relating to fighting/violence

just absolutely not a violent person at all.

🌟 a headcanon about their desires/wishes

i don't think he's quite there yet, but paired off with my gaming headcanon, i think he's gonna wanna be something like a concept artist for games and stuff in the future.

🥇 a headcanon about what they’re best at

he's great at art! no questions there! he might not have that immediate natural talent like q, but he's really good and he improves daily.

🍫 a headcanon about food

he loves sweet things. can't live without soda and chocolate and snacks.

🎭 a headcanon about what they lie about

to be honest, despite all the shenanigans, i don't think he is big on lying.

���️‍🔥 a romantic headcanon

he is a very softly romantic person. i don't think he's huge on any "classic" romantic gestures, none of that restaurants and roses and things. but he is very romantic in the big sense, i'm sure the fact that he has been in love with q this whole time and has been waiting for him is proof enough of that. and he definitely loves their special little romantic quirks, like the sticky notes.

😺 an animal related headcanon

he adores animals of all sorts and qtoey are probably gonna have a whole entire zoo at their home in a couple of years.

😭 a headcanon about the worst thing that happened to them

probably unfortunately q disappearing. all the school stuff is definitely a close second, but i think his sticky note crush just caused that special kind of self-doubt, and no one was in his corner (regarding that particular situation) to support him with what he was going through and convince him he wasn't at fault.

😶 a random headcanon!

he is deeply monogamous or, as i like to call it, delusionally loyal. meaning that even if he was approached by someone, who was interested in him, in that period between q disappearing and them getting close again, he would reject that person, because he was waiting for q.

[fightabear]

okay i just got home from atlantic entertainment expo and i need to share the highlight of my con. also hi @amtrax i cannot believe you found me here

so! last year i started tabling at conventions. last year's Atlantic Entertainment Expo was my first one ever. i absolutely love doing this and getting to meet fellow creatives, and i try to make it a point to create something for creators & actors whose work really impacted me as a way of giving back. and like it feels like (to me, this is not reflective of reality but the imposter syndrome) giving a teacher a stick figure drawing they're just going to put on the fridge. but it's the smallest way to show appreciation for the work they've done that's made my life better.

the second i heard that austin lee matthews, motorcycle master of midgar himself, was coming to one of my local conventions up here in the ass end of canada, i was excited. immediately knew i had to make something special because roche was one of my very favorite things about remake and i'll quote his big bombastic speech patterns when i'm trying to psyche myself up to deal with difficult clients at the day job.

so i make my little roche charms, set one aside and keep it on me, and go about my con weekend - and end up being so busy i can't slip away. i check his table a few times when its slow but i keep missing him, so i just resolve to get it to him tomorrow or send one of my friends.

and an important part of this story is i am terrible with recognizing people from photographs. like... once i actually meet someone in person that information is locked and loaded but i don't remember faces from photo promos.

(i have a story where i didn't recognize adam croasdell who stopped by to talk to me during setup last year, which was my first year of doing cons & i was so busy trying to get everything set up and i didn't recognize him because i was so deep in 'oh god what am i doing' and that is going to haunt me)

near to the end of the day i'm working on a client's commission and someone comes up to my table and waits incredibly patiently as i'm trying to muddle through some EOD burnout. sometimes people just come up and watch me draw so it can be kind of hard to tell if someone's just vibing or waiting for my attention (and my helper had disappeared into the ether so i was Very Whelmed) so when i finally turn, incredibly apologetic and awkward because oh god they were so patient and were waiting way too long, this guy is still beaming. i'm just like! i'm so sorry, is there anything i can help you with? and he just grins and says,

"oh i just wanted to come by and say," and then immediately drops into the roche voice, "HELLO MY FRIEND!"

AND WHEN I TELL YOU I LOSE IT. i immediately apologize to the client because i just need to give this man the thing i made, so i grab the charm and offer it and just start gushing. we get to chat a little bit - i don't even remember i was just so excited - but i have a client waiting. so i assume he's going to disappear into the crowd because - this is taking so much time.

but austin just stands there as i finish the commission... which takes longer than planned! i don't even know how long he was there. he's super supportive the entire time, making comments about my art, and when the commission is done and the client leaves.

so! he buys a vincent charm and then shows me the adorable promptis print he bought from another table and is just like a goddamn ray of sunshine the entire time. he also tipped which he absolutely did not need to do. again - incredibly enthusiastic and excited just to be there and be around fellow fans. it made my entire weekend. we get to talk a little more before i text my next one to let them know i'm ready for them.

i didn't get nearly as much time as i wanted to because man if someone every radiated golden retriever best friend energy, it's austin. literally everyone i spoke to who interacted with him was so taken.

he stopped by again near the end of the day yesterday when i had a line again so i didn't get to talk, but then he dropped that he'd found my tumblr (i'm sure my face was a perfect mask of horror, i pretend to be a professional artist & adult on twitter and here is where i radiate my feral rat gremlin energy) and i am going to finish the extra surprise i was working on and add more to it because - sincerely - made my convention and turned what could have been a very stressful situation into a wonderful memory. my literal only regret is that i forgot my ultimanias at home (along with half of my setup, crying into my hands) because i wanted to get those signed.

Austin, i will bring my awkward ass to your dms once i've recovered from con crunch, but sincerely if you are ever on PEI or get the hankering to go during the summer season, please hit me up. my family has a little cottage by the beach (not to be confused with a cabin in the woods) that is welcome and free for friends to use (in the least parasocial way possible, welcome to the island. after like two good conversations with someone you're buddies). i love the island, i love sharing what i love about it, and i hope this weekend made it clear that the island loves you.

( also if you ever have any art needs that require... whatever in the hell my style is please know i am here )

my god. i cannot emphasize how much i love doing conventions. the vibes, the excitement, all of the connections. realizing people are getting to be regulars and i recognize them from con to con and i get to ask them about how their year was while i draw and get to celebrate the good and try to offer whatever i can to balance out the bad.

my heart is so full right now.

also!! if anyone is still reading this rambling post, please check out @palletteknife. this isn't final fantasy related i am just absolutely obsessed with their work and spent like all sunday showing people this fantastic carrie charm they made ITS SO CUTE AND HORRIFYING AND THE STYLE IS AMAZING

[ninakuli]

Forgotten birthday

Bo Sinclair x reader

This probably suck bc I have long times not finished it. I'll be right back soon!! Love you guys!(maybe have chance to write another hurt comfort and some draw then I'll rest a little)

Special tag: @sh1n0o

Bo standing outside the door, he tidy up a little, then press the ring.

"Dumbass!! Go to fucking door check who is it!" "Alright alright!!" He can hear the other side of the door are shouting, then the door slide open, the sweetest smile show up his heart skipped a beat "Morning! Ah! Hi Bo! Ugh...sorry I don't know you'll coming today." "It's okay darlin'." "So why you come here?" When Bo just want to answer he be cut off by your parents shouting "Stupid thing come to help me!!! Don't being so lazy and useless." "Fine!!" You shout back.

"Sorry Bo this morning I little busy, come in and take a seat, I'm going to help my parents, they gonna go out..." "WHY YOU SO SLOW?? YOU WORM!!" "Sorry need to go..." You run away, Bo look around don't know what to do, He didn't like your parents so mean to you and your parents don't really like Bo, but they didn't care about you and Bo if you two not bother or affect them create chaos.

You run to your parents and help them take things, sometimes you really confused, like they have they own legs and just need to walk a few steps then get what they need why need you take it to them, and they just watch you do and scold you slow or something else. Now you just want to accompany Bo, you obsessed Bo a long times, he so charming, so attractive and it's a good friend too. When your mind wanders you be tripped and fall down, your palm and knees are hurt "Fuck..." You little curse.

"Oh God you dumb thing!! Look what you did?! My stuff all on floor, it's fucking mess." Your father grab your head roughly "Listen. I don't have any times play with you so if you fucked up one more time I'll let you get away from that boy, it's that clear?" You nods and clean up quickly, when you finished all work and watch your parents go out to work you immediately run to living room.

Bo sitting on the couch and look like thinking something, he noticed you come in, you sit next to him, he noticed your wounds.

He go to take the Aid-Kit, disinfect the wounds then gently bandage it.

"Sorry let you wait and help me bandage the wounds, so why you coming today?"

"You really don' know?" He raised a brow.

"Yeah. So why?" You confuses and he let out a laugh

"Well, you open this and you'll know." He take out a little box, you open it, a little beautiful cake is inside and it's your favorite flavor then there have a card write 'Happy Birthday' and stick on the cover. Shocked then quickly check today date.

"It's my birthday??!!!" "Yes it is silly." "Oh God thank you Bo thank you so much!!"

He watch you enjoy the cake then ask you want to go outside or not, you decide go out and take a walk with him.

He bring you to a little lake, clear and clean water, trees around, the cool breeze and tree shade chase out the sun heat, bird are singing, flowers are blooming, he take out a picnic mat and let you see, the view are beautiful and peaceful, cozy and brisk silence around.

You can't help but stare at him, his hair and lips look so soft, you careless wondering what feeling to touch, you want to touch him feeling his smell.

"Anythin' wrong darlin'?" His southern accent pull you back from the thinking, he turn his face toward you.

"Ah... nothing." You look away, then he grab your chin pull your sight back, his smirk show up.

"You sure?" "I'm sure." He think a moment and let go, you feel your cheeks and ears hotter than normal, you try to hide the shy and keep watching the view sometimes chat a little with him.

After a while the sun start playing hide and seek, Bo tidy up the thing then you two start walking back your home, at the middle he ask for buy some drinks.

"What you drink?" You ask him.

"I try new product, boba tea." "Cool!! Can I try?" "Sure." He took a sip, then he lips slap on yours, his finger climb on your chin and hint you open your mouth. You even can't register what happened, you open your mouth and he use his tongue push the pearl into your mouth, and let the milk tea flow into, after he make sure you close the mouth, he pull back.

"Taste good?" He chuckle.

The milk tea mix with his saliva in your mouth, sweet, fragrant. And the bouncy pearl diffusing brown sugar flavor.

You slowly nods, you feeling your brain overheat because the thing that just happened.

Along the road you two holding hands, sometimes stop a little buy some snacks or watching something, you really enjoy the time with him.

The sky turn all black, your smile in his eyes seem extraordinarily bright. He promise he definitely will try his best to protect this smile, and you too, you want to make Bo happy too. When you come back home and Bo help you set some stuff down, you found a note from your parents "These two days we won't come back, don't burn the house."

You stare at the note a moment.

"Wha' wrong darlin'?" You didn't notice Bo come to your side then took the note to see.

"Well, congrat, yer parents won't bother you these days." "Yeah, thanks." "Oh I help ya set the stuff, so maybe see you tomorrow?" "Wait!" You pull him by his wrist.

"Wha'?" "Can...can you stay with me?" You hesitate say out and you see Bo smirk.

"Well well. Of course darlin' but it's little too late, maybe we go to sleep?" "Sleep together?" "If ya want, I can sleep couch I won't mind." "We...we can sleep together on my bed..." Your heart are rushing, then Bo laugh.

He hug you to your room and set you at your bed, then he climb on bed with you. "Now sleep well birthday star." He drawl and lean close give you a good night kiss on the forehead "I'll take care ya." He gentle pets your back and humming a song... Then he make you fall asleep he stare at you. "I promise I'll protect you baby girl." He kiss your forehead again then rest into your hair, secretly planning tomorrow surprise for you.

[blackjackkent]

OK, time to go save Mayrina! (Again)

Heading upstairs and taking a quick gander at the situation before wandering in:

Oof. This girl cannot catch a break, can she?

No immediate sign of the hag. The creepy giggling is coming from this in the corner:

Let's check in with Mayrina I guess.

"Mayrina, do you remember me?"

The sheep only bleats in response.

I'm breaking my established plan here just a little bit; mostly I've been avoiding doing any speaking with animals with Hector because I want to see them for the first time on my stream playthrough. However, in this case, it seems like probably a good idea, and as a Wildheart, Karlach always has it as an available spell. So I had her cast it on herself so she can try a proper conversation.

"Duh- duh- DAMN IT. Duh- duh- ARGH!"

"Mayrina, it's me. I'm here to help you, all right?" says Karlach.

"Listen-- to me--" Mayrina whimpers. It's evident that every word is taking tremendous effort. "The doll. The DOLL!"

She can't seem to say any more. But presumably this means we've got to smash the giggly doll in the corner? With pleasure.

Every time we do damage to the doll, we also do damage to Mayrina. This is a bit of a calculated risk but I'm ASSUMING this is a polymorph spell, which means knocking her to zero hit points should just cancel the effect, not kill her.

And sure enough--

YAY! ...Wait, what?

"You removed my hex. Ah, that's annoying. I wanted to play a little longer. Auntie likes her toys broken. She's not going to be happy I had to get my hands dirty."

...I should have fucking known. This guy was being super dismissive of our help and wanted us out.

Also... AUNTIE???????

Oh, fuck.

"Tell me who you are. Now," Hector snarls.

"I don't matter," the dragonborn says. "Only Auntie does. They want to hurt Auntie. They have the book. I will die before I let anyone touch a hair on her head."

I should have fucking known. Ethel SAID she could come back to life eventually even if we killed her. I should have known we hadn't seen the last of her.

The slightly distant air, the barest hint of strain in the words, are all too familiar. "The hag charmed you," Hector says firmly. "You don't know what you're saying."

"Hah!" the dragonborn says, and as he speaks, he draws his sword, and his features begin to melt into the familiar form of a redcap. "You have no idea how wrong you are! I have worshiped her for decades past, and will for decades more!"

[danikatze]

How about B, I, K, M, N, O, U for the alphabet ask thing?

Alphabet Asks

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

hahah well TJ.. as you know you've been very influential when it comes to ships - especially for Naruto. First one that comes to mind is KakaGai, but there's also YamaSai and KankuSai and ShikaCho. All of them I still love <3 Also, thanks to you I shipped GaraShir before I even watched the show. And there are just countless ships from other fandoms that I'm not (really) a part of that I have a soft spot for, because you sell them so well :))

I - Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?

Errr I guess you could say HP? But that's not Tumblr's fault - all it did was share the messed up things Rowling said and did and gradully all of the moments HP got tiny kid me through rough and lonely times started feeling like a very big lie and I can't even think of it fondly anymore.

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

Oh gosh, so many, but let's go for Fjord from Critical Role. All the little and big steps he takes towards learning to accept himself throughout the campaign and the way they don't come all at once but are spread out over like a hundred plus episodes, including inevitable steps backward. The strength it took for him to walk away from the one who gave him conditional power and to accept unconditional love that is extended by his friends and the Wildmother. His arc just makes me so emotional and happy every time I think about it. I love him and I love his journey and I cannot wait to see it animated.

M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

Yamato from Naruto seems like a perfect friend. He's kind and loyal and usually a reasonable, level headed person who can calm you down in stressed situations. But he's also someone you can have fun with!

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

For Saraiya Goyou: 1) anyone other than me making stuff for it lol. Usually I don't mind it so much, but sometimes I almost desperately wish I would see the tag update and it's not something I made. 2) drawings and fics from the past are mostly for Yaichi and Masa. I'd love more art and writing for other characters and pairings (romantic or otherwise) 3) sneakily shared fan translations of the prequels and spin-offs would be great lol. They're never going to be translated officially, but scans are taken down immediately as well. I bought Futagashira but I have no way of reading it unless I learn to read Japanese myself ^^;

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

Shuffle produced Pulling Teeth by Green Day. "I'm all busted up, broken bones and nasty cuts, accidents will happen, but this time I can't get up." That's definitely Meg and Zagreus from Hades. They beat each other up on a regular basis lol and I was so bad at this game in the beginning I got Zag killed by her a lot (sorry Zag..) Not top 10 ship for me, but I like them well enough!

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

1) Matsu from Saraiya Goyou: during my first reread the manga, after I learned that he loved Yaichi, I fell in love with him through his subtle and heartbreaking expressions. That's when I really got to know and understand him more. I love that he's charming as can be for his job, but doesn't know how to behave around his friends. He's so skilled and he knows it, yet has such a low self esteem. He's just a highly skilled, very pathetic little grumpy guy that deserves all the love in the world. And I give him as much as I can. 2) Caduceus from Critical Role: perfect, big, chill cow man who has the best advice and calming words for others, but can't recognise his own problems, let alone how to deal with them. He's so dumb and wise and I love him. 3) Gerry from the Magnus Archives: he's one of those people that seems to be full of contradictions. He's so bitter and stubborn and impatient and crude, but in a way that feels friendly? His life was so full of grief and horror from the moment he was born and he just wants a break from it all, but at the same time he can't stop himself from helping people who are about to fall - or have already fallen - victim to the horrors. The fear and defiance he lived (and died) with is heartbreaking and admirable.

[thebenriksai]

Meet Alex!

Okay, guys, I have an exam at the university soon, so I'm definitely not in the mood to finish a new reference. Instead, I will drop here it's sketch, an old reference and other drawings with Alex.

The woman in front of you is extremely difficult. At work, she is a real professional, she studies the dimension and the beings of Xen, it even feels like she comes from there herself, otherwise how can you explain that she knows so much?? She communicates with headcrabs as with friends, does not disdain to go to their chamber once again, and snarks do not explode in her presence, and houndeyes just adore her! The list can go on for a long time. However, there is one thing. It's just impossible to talk to her. Alex is so aggressive towards everything that no one has ever left her office "unblemished." It feels like she's fighting with everyone on purpose. Perhaps she is amused by this? Maybe she has nothing to do? Or maybe she feeds on the energy of others emotions?.. Alex, although an unpleasant person, still treats others with some kind of respect, just a little. She often picks up newcomers under her black wing and helps them get used to this terrible facility, and she signed up for this herself, no one even offered this to her. He often comes to conferences, sipping her coffee, listens for some time, and then interrupts the story and points out mistakes...in her own style. No one knows what a woman is driven by, but she probably wants only the best to Black Mesa. You can find her in her office, in the cafeteria, in some corridors and in chambers with creatures. However, you did notice that something was wrong with her. Her eyes glow in the dark periodically, then her name on the badge seems to change by itself, then you hear a dull growl from the depths of her body. And how does she withstand such an amount of coffee?? How much does she drink?....34..50? Cups a day? Yeah, the woman is clearly having a midlife crisis. No wonders, she's 40 years old. Well, that's what it says in her passport. He looks much older. Although, let's be honest, half of Sector E in the complex can't wait for this dinosaur to finally kick back. The other half either respects her, or respects her and being under her feminine charms, succumbing to the superfluous "Sweet" or "Dear". No one remembers when Alex started working at Mesa. It seems that these people are no longer alive. Or maybe they just quit. Although Wallace Breen himself claims that the woman has been working here almost since the construction of the complex, along with her older brother (hmm, how strange, he looks younger than her). Although, let's be honest, the relationship between the administrator and Alex is strange. It seems like there's some kind of agreement between them, right?..He looks at her like that. And she's obviously pretending not to see his gaze. Sometimes you can see a red-haired girl behind a woman. Oh, it's Lee!! But don't let your eyes fool you. Lee is not Alex's daughter, she is her younger sister. Although some people see their family this way: Benrey as a father, Alex as a mother and Lee as their daughter. Lee is probably the only one Alex shows affection for. She also showed interest in John, the technician, and her own assistant, until he... well, not about that. If you get to know Alex better, she will seem like an interesting person. A well-read, intelligent woman with a VERY strange sense of humor. She didn't go far from her older brother, even without toilet jokes from time to time. She collects plush toys, badges and pins (which she proudly wears on her lab coat), drinks too much soda, knows new games and has already played many, draws weird pictures and talks to her reflection, flatly refusing to accept it as her own, thinking that some strange woman is standing outside the window. What makes a woman more paranormal is that she has excellent intuition and that all her tarot cards predictions come true with high accuracy. But hey, don't thinks about it too much. She's just a scientist, an ordinary human being, just like you.  -Blue Opal / Alex

[theclo4ked1]

doodles during downtime: these characters must exist somewhere in real life... A game: take a shot for every time I say something along the lines of "I didn't plan for this thing."

Much like last summer, I've hardly been drawing anything due to how burnt out I feel. This time, I feel too distracted and slightly unmotivated to draw. Last Saturday; however, I took two thrown-out receipts from old orders and, using the Sharpie marker I had, I made these sketches. It evolved from the wrestling match (that was done in pen), to the pizza guy on the far left, to the male face on the right...

...to a guy and these female characters beside him. I guess the influence of ink drawing extends to markers (well it is also ink, but not the drippy wet kind). Some co-workers who saw my drawings would be like "damn you drew that? thas mad cool" and I'd just reply modestly with gratitude.

My favorite of the two papers is this bottom one. It began with the guy who's just this dude; always looking down with large headphones around his neck. He has thin, messy hair and an wrinkled brow. I didn't plan on it, but with the woman I drew next to him, it appears he's just starring at her large bosom (a big simp he is) as he thinks "MY LORD...". Hehe, he marveled exceedingly ;) wait no, I stopped reading that book months ago.

Anyways, I stifled my chuckling when I saw that kind of story cuz I was in a public space at the time of realization. That woman began with the face. I wanted to draw a beautiful American woman straight out the 1950s, but... I got fucking Ursula holding a cigarette instead, somehow. I don't remember if I'd ever fully watched The Little Mermaid in my life, but y'know what I think? I think this character I've drawn looks good! I think the ink brings out this "charm" that I didn't plan. ...I oftentimes don't plan things, and I realize this is both a blessing and a curse :p

I think I was thinking of this one black and white photograph from around the 50s that I studied, I could be wrong, though. That last face that looks afraid her (yes, that is a woman) eyes will get burned by the lit cigarette was... I can't remember if I intended for this to "be" anything. Well, that can be said for just about everything shown. Just stuff off the noggin. Like Marinette up there, I improv', just like the way I improv'd that .GIF; I- I had to make it because... I couldn't... find one already made. Moving on, that face was drawn before the cigarette.I didn't plan on her to look like she's fearing that her corneas will soon feel pain, that's just how I seem to roll. You can probably tell it was an afterthought by the way I drew the arm. It's less detailed relative to everything else. The hand is probably a bit off, too. Listen, I did manage to get a Faster Stronger Better Gaben- I mean a new computer with TONS more space. Now that I have a clean slate, I have to consider things about my very important files left on my old computer. Many source files I have there are tied to projects and animations, so I'm not sure how I should go about transferring them, if I should at all. Because of this dilemma, I'll have to switch from my new computer to my old laptop for certain things for now. Something left back there that I'm worried about is PROJECT NINA's pilot animation. My end-goal was just to write her story. Then I wanted to turn it into an animated series. Now, it will ultimately become a videogame to combine all the skills I've acquired in life; these skills being art and music, and computer science. Voice acting, however...

^ This was the first animation made on the new computer as a test.

[firequeenofficial]

Okay, the next few pages are incredible. It's all the writers' versions of HG, and they are incredible. I'm gonna go through all of them cause I love them all, and rate them out of 10.

First up, Kaya's. Tight t-shirt, wait up drawing. Trademark smirk and messy hair. His hand is on his waist, so points for bravery. He's built like an American football player with that chestplate thing they wear (I am not American, idk what it's called). 10/10

Vanyel. He is a torso and a head. He has no arms, but he has a bow. His visor looks like cateye glasses and is giving old white lady with large grey hair and a chihuahua. 10/10

Sisyphean. He is full body, and he has should pad things (?) that remind me of a frilled lizard. He has shin guards, elbow pads and what I hope is a belt buckle in the design of his arrows/logo. He even has highlights! 10/10

Maruu's is in the same style as Doody's and is holding out a HG plushy. I get the idea if you squeezed him, he would squeak like a dog toy. If he wasn't wearing a visor, his eyes would pop out, too. HG himself (not the plushy) has his mouth open in joy, and you can see his teeth and I believe that little dangly thing at the back of the throat, and it's adorable. 10/10

Alice (Not Alice). Unsure if this is the writer's name or if someone else did it on Alice's behalf, or if Alice doesn't want to take credit for it. But anyway, I love it. It's like a cross-stitch/embroidery style which is adorable. More stitches were made at the sides of his head than at his chin, which leads me to believe side burns. He also has an arrow stitched beneath him. I want to try and make him. 10/10 (Edit: I have just seen Alice (Not Alice) in the notes, that is indeed the writer's name. Great job!)

Rainy. This is the first one I've seen that I've thought, "I might have a chance at making him." Though, realistically, it's not much of a chance. His logo on his chest looks like a bow tie, so he's fighting in a tux now, I have decided. He also has ARMS, which are using a BOW, and it looks GOOD. So maybe I can't make him. 10/10

Luna. He has a kitten smile, which is adorable. He has a thumbs up, which is adorable. His eyes are full of boyish whimsy. His arms are full of roguish charm. His quiver is full of arrows. Idek what I'm saying anymore. 10/10

Droid. I love him with all my heart. He reminds me of the 5 minute Tangos that the daily Tango blog does when they've forgotten to do one. He's perfect - he even has a defined split in his hair! He's so cute. 10/10

Zip Zap. He has sparkles around him, but also the classic smirk-and-side-eye combo that leaves Scar looking permanently nervous, so my brain initially translated the sparkles as a nervous sweat xD. He's just top-of-shoulders and up, but he's so cute. You can just about see a little ponytail sticking out at the base of his neck. 10/10

Zephaniah Grains. He's only a sihouette, but he makes me think of the Penguins of Madagascar for some reason - no idea why. Either that, or one singular fanart of the Bad Boys where Grian looks incredibly confused and concerned. He looks like that, even though the only detail present on his face is the visor. 10/10

Dux. He is shirtless and showing off the Skitties. His expression is somewhere between Nice Guy and high off his rocker. He, too, has sparkles around his head. His arms are built like Bucky Barnes'. 10/10

Telk. Now this is more like it. A stick figure - finally, a standard I have a fighting chance of living up to. He has a square body with the logo, a round head with the hugest visor I've ever seen in HG and his smirk, messy hair, and stick arms and legs. He's hanging from a rope with one arm and both legs and holding a bow in his free hand. This is peak HG - very impressive, but ultimately quite useless. 10/10

Jonny Sixteenthdays. He is a head with a single scribble for hair, a visor that looks like the sunglasses on the cool emoji, Scar's smirk, and a thumbs up that looks like a photocopy of the last time I tried to draw a thumbs up. I want to cut him out and carry him around in my phone. 10/10

Second. He's in a wheelchair! The wheelchair has rocket boosters! The wheelchair has spirals on the wheels! His glasses are giving mad scientist, his arms are giving giraffe, his hair is giving Harry Potter. He is everything you could possibly want in a man. 10/10

Briefle. He is standing on a bench, one leg on the seat and the other resting on the back. His one arm is fisted on his hip, his other is flexing his biceps. He is either whistling or making a pouty/kissy face. He looks like one of those guys who tries to act casual when they see a girl they like the look of, but is showing off So Hard to try and catch her attention. All it does it make him look like a prat. Honestly, this is on-brand, especially after that first comic. 10/10

Thello. He has the same vibes as the autism creature, is built like a realistic Effo, and has the hugest bug-under-a-rock eyes you've ever seen in your life. He also has the fwoop hairstyle that certain people go crazy over (I shan't name any names, but if you're reading this, you know Exactly who you are). He is tiny and hidden in the corner. 10/10

I can't believe I spent so long on two pages but I love them all so much. I considered just saying "There's two pages of Scar doodles by the writers and I love them" and leaving it at that, but then I would have missed autism-creature-Effo-Hotguy, and I'm considering sticking him on my closet door.

I love these all so much! The fact that they were brave enough to do this, even those without as good drawing skills, makes me so happy! Keep arting, non-artists! Fill your doodles with joy and whimsy! There is so much love in every one of these, even then ten second ones, and it's amazing. You love to see it!

Okay, I promised I'd do a liveblog of when I read the Hotguy Comics Zine, so here it is! Spoilers to follow, proceed with caution!

Okay, right off the bat, the first page is beautiful! The lighting is so insane, and the contrasting blues/purples and oranges are worked together so well. Also, HG looks so squeeshable, I wanna squoosh his face like a grandmother.

[rphelperblog]

Bloodlines Book Quote Rp Meme

book one in the series of the same name by Richelle Mead- feel free to edit or change any pronouns for rp purposes- inspired by @ivashkinator​  

“Takes a lot of tries before you hit perfection. Well, except for my parents. They got it on the first try."

Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?"

"The color, when you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those... they're beautiful. You're beautiful.

“You should've just gotten a kids' meal. You could've saved me a lot of money. And gotten a toy.” 

“You are an exceptional, talented, and brilliant young woman. Do not ever let anyone make you feel like you're less. Do not ever let anyone make you feel invisible.” 

“You look too pretty to be useful." 

"I'm serious. She asked me what my greatest strength was. I said getting along with people."

"Then she asked what my greatest weakness was. And I said, 'Where should I start?'"

“I want her to be happy. It's worth sacrificing myself."

“But I can say you’re okay for an irreverent party boy with occasional moments of brilliance.”

“I used to think you were weak and just didn't fight back ... but now, honestly, I think you're actually pretty tough. It takes a hell of a lot of strength to not complain and lash out.” 

"These hands don't sully themselves with fighting.” 

“Everything's about my personal entertainment. The world is my stage. Keep it up- you're becoming a star performer in the show.” 

“Being charming is my hobby.” 

“So. Are you guys here to convert me or sell me siding?” 

“I can pick a lock. How do you think I got into my parents' liquor cabinet in middle school?” 

"And that's been more than enough. The only thing keeping me alive is that he keeps a hefty supply of liquor on hand. But at the rate I'm going, that'll be gone by the weekend. Jesus Christ, I'm climbing the walls.Oh. Sorry. No offense to Jesus.” 

"Am I interrupting your social calender?" I made a big show of glancing around the empty room. “

"You're a saint. A goddess, even.” 

"I don't think I've ever heard her laugh,"

“My name's Jet Steele.” 

iggest cheerleader would be someone who thought I was evil and unnatural.” 

I like Latin. It's fun.”

“History is important because it teaches us about the past. And bylearning about the past, you come to understand the present, so that you may make educated decisions about the future.” 

 I can't believe you think we're the strange ones.”

"When you said he was looking for a job, I pictured a male version of you. I figured he'd want to color code the cups or something." 

All guys mean the same thing when they want to ‘get to know a girl better.’ You’re a wellbred young lady, so I understand why you’d be too innocent to understand. Good thing you’ve got me here to interpret.” 

“I don't suppose that she just gave you the job based on looks alone?" 

"I don't want to keep you from the mob of fans beating down your door."

"Hey, a guy can hope. I mean, it's not impossible that a car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down outside and need my help.”

“I don't suppose that she gave you the job based on looks alone?"

“I just rely on natural talent, when you have such a wealth of it to draw from, the danger comes from having too much.” 

“Yeah? Can you draw a skeleton riding a motorcycle with flames coming out of it? And I want a pirate hat on the skeleton. And a parrot on his shoulder. A skeleton parrot. Or maybe a ninja skeleton parrot? No, that would be overkill. But it'd be cool if the biker skeleton could be shooting some ninja throwing stars. That are on fire.” 

“Do you know anything about silent films?”

“Oh. Okay. Well, um, there’s a silent film festival downtown next week. Do you think you’d want to go?”

“What is it with you and frozen desserts Why do you always want them?"

"Because we live in a dessert.” 

“You’re a solid person. You’re easy on the eyes, if a little skinny, and your ability to memorize useless information is going to totally hook in some guy.” 

“They're waiting for you. Go on in.If. You. Dare.”

“These hands don’t do manual labor.” 

He became about one percent less tense.”

“It's like living in a retirement home! Clarence is taking a nap right now, and he eats at five. It's so boring."

"Yup. What I did was tantamount to treason in their eyes."

"I don't know what 'tantamount' means, but it sounds pretty serious.”

have you ever dated a human girl at your school?"

“I changed my mind,I'll take you up on helping me get a job."

I almost swerved into oncoming traffic.” 

“But maybe fun wasn’t so bad once in a while.” 

"But . . . it's complicated. I've been taught certain things my entire life. Those are hard to shake."

"The greatest changes in history have come because people were able to shake off what others told them to do.” 

She's all he sees when he closes his eyes. Flashing dark eyes and a body full of fire and energy. No matter how much he tries to forget her, no matter how much he drinks . . . she's always there. He can't escape her.” 

“It wasn't the kind of touch that said, Hey, I've got a plan, so hang in there because we're going to get out of this. It was more like the kind of touch that simply said, You aren't alone. It was really the only thing he could offer. And in that moment, it was enough.” 

Last I checked, you aren’t an expert in social matters..."

“Besides, I already knew you didn't have any moral qualms about breaking and entering.” 

“Also, I didn’t trust any guy who used more styling products than I did.”

"At least I take action. You? You let the world go by without you. You have no spine. You don’t fight back."

"It was irresponsible! Why can't anyone see that?"

"But that bitch had it coming.” 

“You don’t know what it’s like to love someone like that, then to have that love thrown back in your face—” 

She was like a tropical flower in this dark, stuffy room. One that could kill you.”

“I went to bed feeling melancholy, wishing I could have poured out all my fears and insecurities to my mom. Wasn’t that what normal mothers and daughters did?” 

"You already have, and that's why i've got the advantage. You've done your worst but you haven't seen what i can do yet.” 

“I smell the paint, and . . . wait . . . is that pine?”

“Damn straight. Pine-scented cleaner. As in, I cleaned. With these hands, these hands that don’t do manual labor.” 

“As much as I hated to admit it, I kind of looked forward to seeing him. It made no sense, but something about his infuriating nature made me forget about my other worries. Weirdly, I felt like I could relax around him.” 

“Along with not knowing what it felt like to be in love, I also didn’t know how long it took to recover from love.” 

“No good deed goes unpunished, I guess.”

“Bad enough,but everyone’s okay now; that’s what matters.” 

“I really don't care what you do, but maybe it'll keep you busy enough that you'll stop coming over here unannunced and throwing yourself at creatures of darkness.” 

“You've deprived yourself of enjoyment for most of your life. You're aloof from others. You've never let yourself be selfish, and look where it's got you. Your 'morals' have left you with a short, strict life. Can you tell me now, just before you're about to die, that you don't wish you'd maybe allowed yourself an little more fun?” 

“...I can say you’re okay for an irreverent party boy with occasional moments of brilliance.”

aren't you guys supposed to have uniforms? This looks like what you usually wear.” 

“Is it really so terrible being around us?"

“Not sure I would’ve been alive for their rescue if you hadn’t set that bitch on fire. How did you do that?” 

[doverstar]

Weird question (so I'm anonymous) but I was wondering if Eddie is a virgin in your headcanon? The fandom kind of almost always portrays him as being very experienced who knows exactly what Chrissy wants, but I don't see it that way.I don't think he's very popular with girls, not even girls who frequent the same places he does. (But I don't think he's a virgin though).

Eeeeeuuuughhh. Hi! [I want you to know that my response to this one had to be severely, ridiculously shortened in SO MANY PLACES before this site would let me post it.] I'm married, I know the ways of men, etc. etc., but my fic is sfw. I want the 12-year-old Stranger Things fans to be able to read something, somewhere, that isn't emotionally pornographic.

That being said - now I can answer your question - I have no idea. I haven't thought about it that hard. Welcome to me thinking about it as of right now, in order to answer your question! If it's a question of whether or not Eddie has been with girls, in any capacity, that's different. I think he has. I think it's unrealistic to assume he hasn't. I think there were absolutely girls in the 80's who were attracted to Freaks. Not even necessarily Freak girls, just - normal girls. Eddie's not ugly. Eddie's not repulsive. He's not rude or unhygienic or even creepy in that red-flag way from what we saw. He probably does attract girls who have the same interests. Now, does that mean I think Eddie is smooth with all girls or has had a steady girlfriend before?

No. I don't think that frizzy maniac has ever had a steady, real girlfriend in his agonizingly-extended adolescent life. Hear me out. He knows what he wants and what he prefers. Plus we've seen him flirt. We've seen him be on his game, be charming, or if not flirt then at least work hard to make a girl feel comfortable around him. I don't think he's done nothing with any girl.

But I also don't think he's ever felt anything deep for any girl. Eddie has probably never pledged himself as anyone's boyfriend before. No hand-holding, no dates, no dinner. And no, probably no sex. Sex is designed to be deep. And we know Eddie is passionate, creative, introspective, and seems to feel things at 110%. From there, I draw the conclusion that he's a guy, and he wants sex, but I also think he'd probably subconsciously want to wait until he felt something other than "oh she's hot" for a girl before crossing that line. I don't know. [I'm saying all of this while putting my own personal beliefs about sex aside, obviously.] I think he's probably kissed a girl before, for sure. He's probably gotten handsy, yikes. I don't know; the only thing I can even kind of think of for him would be some girl who doesn't go to Hawkins High and lives in town or on its edges, maybe works at The Hideout? Maybe has seen Corroded Coffin? But even that would be a one-and-done in my head. He's not indifferent to girls, and they're probably not indifferent to him. I just don't think he'd ever see those girls in that way more than once. I don't think it would mean a whole lot to him (or them). Do I think he gets a lot of girls? Do I think he's flirted with/kissed multiple girls? No. Probably count on one hand how many times he's had romantic interactions. IF ANY. I can see him as a virgin, absolutely. I can see him as a guy who's never had a girlfriend, who's never brought one home, who's never spent the night with one, who's never spent one date with one. I can't see him as a guy who's awkward around women. But I also can't see him as a guy who's a womanizer, you know? He falls somewhere in the middle. We saw little things his actor put in there, things everyone has pointed out by now. Those little things communicated how Eddie thinks of girls. They're not sacks of meat to him. They're people and he treats them a-okay. I'm not going to assume he's a perfect prince to them, I'm just going to assume his Wayne raised him right. And that kind of guy doesn't have a different girl in his bed every other week. AND AS FOR THE HANDCUFFS IN HIS BEDROOM, let me get that out of the way right now. My immediate thought upon noticing those was "that's cool, what a metal decoration for a metal boy". I literally had no R-Rated assumptions about the handcuffs. That lanky gremlin swiped those from Hopper or found them in a costume shop or something. Maybe he found them on the ground outside The Hideout. They just seem like decoration to me. I know the fandom thirsts over Eddie and his actor in general. They run screaming toward the idea that the handcuffs are for the ladies, but...no.  Eddie's confidence is not that flavor of confidence. He likes what he likes and he's loud about it. He's good at guitar. He has biases. That's Eddie's confidence. Not the suave John Bender type who's done everything dirty under the sun and is not afraid to do it with any girl, any time, and talk about it. No. That boy is a freaking nerd. Like I said, he's not awkward, he's just. Not a womanizer. And he's probably not that experienced. Get back, Bender charts. Which brings me to what I hope is the final chunk of this lengthy response: You're right, the fandom loves to portray Eddie as a guy who has loads of experience and is ready to romance poor Chrissy into oblivion. I don't see it that way any more than you do. I think Eddie would treat Chrissy like a human being, and I don't know whether she'd even want to have sex before marriage. She was, like Jason, raised in church. If she didn't want to, Eddie wouldn't try to convince her to. Sorry, this is long! Yeah, I think Eddie's a virgin, I don't think if he got with Chrissy he'd be the way the fandom loves to portray him, and I don't think he's never gotten flirty or handsy with girls before. Not realistic. I just think he's never had something real before.

I love all these questions. If you're reading this and you have a question or opinion and want to hear me blab some more, don't hesitate. Bother me. It's no real bother.

[anonymouslosersworld]

Tᴇɴᴊɪᴋᴜ x ᴍᴀɴ-ᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

I got this idea from @azucarian's "It girl head cannons". so the credit goes to them. If you haven't already please check out their work. It's really good, I'm sure you would enjoy it. I know I sure did. A word of caution they will make you cry with their Angst writing. You have been warned!

According to the urban dictionary, Maneater will use all her charms on man(it could be any gender tbh) to benefit her whether it's sexual or financial or something else and then dump/get rid of. she can be compared to a player or pimp.

For this headcanon, I won't use the exact definition but you will be a maneater.

The reader will be a maneater but will have a lot of physical strength to make you more versatile.

as I said in my introduction the characters I write for will not be entirely weak especially not female character's, sometimes this will make the characters a little bit of a marry sue.

If you have a specific person/or gang to react to this please request it

Warning; cursing, violence, and some characters may be OOC

𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐤𝐮'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧-𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 1/2/3 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧-𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫- 1/2/3

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧-𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 -1\ {Masterlist 1} {masterlist 2}

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Tenjiku version

When Tenjiku first met you was when your gang was absorbed/made into allies for Tenjiku. Your exact squadron was meant as a peace offering to them to make the transition easier.

Sadly though the transition wasn't going as smoothly as possible as your gang wanted because Izana wanted to prove if your gang actually had worth. So Izana proposed that if Anyone in your gang could defeat one of the heavenly kings he would accept the peace offering asap with no questions asked. Which caused a stir because bitch have you seen the heavenly kings??

Your gang leader proposed tried to negotiate but got nowhere with Izana. So Kakucho suggests that if your gang can win 3 solo fights against them including a fight with a heavenly king then it would be fine.

Your gang's leader could feel his sweat rolling off him but he agreed because Izana is a crazy bitch and he doesn't want to get his limbs broken.

" Rules are simple, knock the other person out or hit'em till you kill them.♡" Hanma said " I'll be overseeing your matches today. so make 'em fun or I'll kill the loser♡."

"So choose wisely ♡."

"fuck'in psycho," you mutter as you hear your leader speaking.

Obviously, not many people are used to seeing a female delinquent so they automatically thought you were some idiot's girlfriend. Who was just too stupid to actually bring their girl to a fight.

Fouretently you were chosen to beat some heavenly king ass.

" Alright, who brought their girlfriend here?" Shion said as you smile as you move to where you would be fighting him.

" disappointed you can't get one honey~?" you fire back " sadly aren't here to talk about your failing love life. I'm to kick your ass. so let's get this over with."

" HAHAHAHA, what have you been smokin'? you think you can beat me Bitch?"

"Didn't you get knocked out by 12-year-olds?" you smile and giggle as you see a vein pop.

" you fuckin bitch, I'll put you in your place!"

"oooh sounds interesting, I'll be waiting bitch boy~"

So many shots were fired that day at Shion. Poor guy couldn't even catch a break. Especially since you kicked his ass quite easily. And that's how you got both Haitani brothers to like (just a lil bit) you in one day. You could literally hear RAn laughing in the distance

" I guess I forgot to mention that I won against the 10th generation of your gang huh? whoops," you say as you taunted a barely conscious Shion after being knocked out cold for a few minutes.

You see a shadow loom over you and you see Kanji Mochizuki.

"I'm fighting you next." He said

"oh?"

Let's just say that fight last almost an hour before it was called a draw. So after a couple of fights, your gang was accepted into Tenjiku.

it wasn't until the end of settling things between both gangs that the police were called and everyone scattered. except for Shion because you gave bitch boy a concussion. So there you were pulling all the stops of your charm onto a single police officer who stopped you because well wtf were you doing late at night with a delinquent in a reported gang fight.

let me tell you something after that night Shion was horny and very afraid of you.

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I didn't really get into the whole maneater part just yet I wanted to get you into the writing before going all bad bitch on you.

Hope you like it!

[violetrainbow412-blog]

Makeup [S.B]

Sirius Black x plus size!reader

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: a toxic relationship history and a bit of insecurity because of it.

A/N: I did a questionnaire a few days ago to see what kind of reader you would like me to do. This is the first one I do base on that questionnaire and I want to say the following:

The only reason the reader is specified as "plus size!reader" is that if there is someone who fits this description, feel comfortable.

You will never see something like "her FAT body" NO, NEVER

Much less that the One shot revolves around their weight (neither nationality, nor gender identity, nor sexuality nor all the things that they put in that questionnaire). I only write about NORMAL people in normal situations. All bodies are beautiful, we are all beautiful.

So, if you are a plus size person, welcome. If you are not, you can also read it without feeling left out in any way.

I really hope that you feel comfortable with everything I write and that you know that I seek to be as inclusive as possible. Without more to say, thanks for taking the time to read my stuff. Tell me your opinion, if you want!💕

You looked in the mirror one last time.

Sirius, the boy of your dreams, had asked you out on a date and you wanted everything to be absolutely perfect.

You had met him because you both lived on the same floor of the condo block and it was inevitable to bump into him from time to time. It wasn't the best place to live, it was small and a little dirty, but it was the only thing you could afford and the fastest you could find after that happened.

You liked the way Sirius smelled because when he crossed the corridors, you could perceive a mixture of leather (you supposed it was due to all the clothes he used of this material) and an elegant cologne that drove you crazy.

At first, it scared you a little to see him with that piercing in his eyebrow and his multiple tattoos, but later you realized that he was really nobody to be afraid of, on the contrary, he turned out to be a very tender and sweet boy.

The first time you spoke to him it was because you were struggling to open your door while carrying boxes and bags that you had brought from the supermarket. The boy noticed you were having trouble and walked up to you to offer his help, so (still a bit wary) you said yes.

Once he held your purchases, you could open the lock, but when you turned around, you noticed that Sirius was secretly looking at the contents of your bags and when he realized that you had caught him, he blushed.

"Sorry I'm a little gossipy," he said shyly "I'm Sirius"

"I thought you were a gossip"

"No, my name is Sirius" he laughed and it was your turn to blush.

"Oh, sorry"

"Okay, anyone can get confused" he murmured with his charming smile, handing you what he was holding in his hands "I live in the 512" he informed you. Of course, you knew he lived in that apartment; you had seen him come into its thousands of times "In case you need anything. You know, some plumbing or things that have to do with tools and that shit of men" he murmured kindly. You frowned a little and then he quickly added "I mean, it's not that girls can't do that and it's okay if you know how to do those things, you seem like a smart and capable person. It's just that sometimes it's tedious and requires strength... and it's not that you don't have strength, I mean...” Sirius couldn't continue because he heard you giggle and then realized he was looking like an idiot “Just call me if you need anything and if you want to do it, yes?” he explained to you and you nodded with a smile.

"Thanks for offering your help Sirius" you replied, looking at him over your bags.

"You’re welcome, miss..."

"Y/N" you completed. He smiled and wrapped a dark curl around his finger that fell unruly from his ponytail.

"I'll see you later then, Y/N. It was nice to greet you" he said by way of farewell and you nodded to respond.

You haven't felt like this with any guy since you met your dear (sarcasm) ex-boyfriend. The insecurities that he had created in you kept you from thinking about having something else later and you honestly didn't feel ready to have your heart broken again.

But Sirius continued to be kind to you. Whenever he looked at you, he made an effort to have a topic of conversation, even if you were not so eloquent, and little by little, he was gaining your trust and your affection. As the weeks went by, you became good friends who chatted in the elevator or occasionally (when you weren't late for work) went downstairs just to share a little more time.

Until one day Sirius showed up at your door with his clothes stained with something that looked like paint, his hair tied up in a messy way and smelling of burned food. He was so beautiful in his own way and you were so afraid of falling in love with him because you knew beforehand that having something else would be impossible.

After all, no boy would ever love you. It was something that your ex-boyfriend had commissioned to get very well into your head.

"Go out?" you asked a little confused after he asked you. You didn't want to misunderstand things.

"Yes! We could go wherever you want. For ice cream, to dinner, to a park, to the cinema... I don't know, wherever you can think of”

"Why?" was the first thing that occurred to you to ask. Now it was Sirius' turn to look confused.

"Well, I thought it would be an opportunity to meet and... spend more time together" he explained and although you had understood the idea it seemed impossible to think that the boy had any kind of interest in you "But it's fine if you don't want to, I don't pretend be upset"

"I'd love to," you rushed to say, fearful that the opportunity would slip through your grasp. You saw him smile and after exchanging a few more words he left with a smile that you couldn't see, but that was pure joy.

Finally, the day of "go out" arrived and you were about to tell him that you could not go. You were nervous, more than nervous you were anxious about what could happen or what he could say about you.

You had searched your entire wardrobe for something decent to wear and after pulling and removing and taking out the clothes and trying them on, none of them convinced you. You looked in the mirror and didn't feel like it was enough of an outfit to date a man as handsome as him. In the first place, you did not even know why he had chosen to go out with you, because, although you considered yourself a nice person, you could not boast of being the most interesting.

Don't think about it, don't think about it, you kept repeating yourself as you continued to get ready and looked at the wall clock waiting for the time for Sirius to knock on your apartment.

Once you were with your outfit ready, you looked yourself up and down and although he did not completely convince you, you decided to tell yourself that you looked beautiful. Still a little nervous you looked at the makeup bag that was under some things on your dressing table. You hadn't put on makeup for years, because you were still scared to hear the comments in your head with that horrible voice.

You look like a whore.

You shook your head to ward off all the negativity and taking a breath you plucked up the courage to open the zippers and remove the beautiful makeup that you had abandoned. When you were finishing and without giving a chance to regret there was a knock on the door that took you by surprise. You went out and found Sirius wearing a striped t-shirt and ripped jeans that reminded you of that blond singer... Kurt was his name?

"Wow" you heard him say and he caught you staring at him adoringly. But you noticed that he looked at you the same "You are beautiful" he said with a smile. You frowned, again a little afraid that he was lying, but you tried again to push away those ideas of self-sabotage and smiled widely.

"I'm glad you like it. You look very handsome, you look like...”

"A rock star? I know” he said winking at you and managing to make you laugh “It's a joke, thanks for the compliment, sweetie” he replied, with his pretty smile of sealed lips. Just when you were smiling at him you watched him pay special attention to your makeup and put on a face that completely terrified you, taking all your confidence.

"Something wrong?"

"Your makeup" he pronounced. You felt your heart squeeze a little.

"You do not like? I can go take it off if you find it ugly or something like that…”

"Ugly?" he asked offended "No! It’s beautiful, but I feel like it lacks a touch. You know, the cherry on the cake that stands out in your eyes” he explained. You looked at him confused for the third time and he snapped his fingers as if the answer had suddenly come to his head "Eyeliner"

"Eyeliner?"

"Of course! Don't you like to use it? " he said kindly, turning his head to the side. You denied.

"I never learned how to do it" you lied. There was a bit of truth to it, but it also had a lot to do with the fact that he kept repeating that you looked vulgar with the eyeliner.

“I'm good at it! Come with me,” he murmured. He took your hand carefully and dragged you gently through the hall until they reached his apartment. You were a nervous wreck when he invited you to join him. "Sorry about the mess, I'm really the most distracted person on the planet and I forget to arrange things," he said with an embarrassed smile. You looked at some vinyl lying around, clothes, food packages, paintings, a guitar. There was a certain peace and beauty within all that mess, completely reflecting the boy who was desperately searching for his favorite eyeliner.

"Come," he asked once he left his room. You sat in a red leather chair he had and he leaned in your direction, very close to your face "Raise your head and look slightly down" he asked you and you listened. He took you by the chin with one hand and you saw him stick his tongue out just a little bit (as a sign of his concentration) while drawing on your eyelids. When he indicated that he had finished you saw him smile from ear to ear, which you imitated when he saw yourself in a mirror.

"Wow..." you whispered. Years ago, you loved putting on makeup and especially eyeliner, so seeing you again like that you were surprised. Besides, he was right, his hand was excellent at it.

"Now it's perfect, right?" he said excitedly. Perfect, that's how Sirius described what was in front of his eyes.

"Yeah... it looks much better" you admitted shyly. You couldn't believe that Sirius could make you feel so comfortable and calm, as well as help you maintain your confidence in yourself.

"I just hope I don't meet jealous guys for not having someone so pretty accompanying them," he said flirtatiously, making you laugh because of your nerves and making you blush "Shall we go?" he asked smiling and extending a hand to help you up.

You looked at him, still amazed to have found someone like that in your life, and took his hand with a smile.

Who would say that sometimes love stories begin like this?

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