#a yellow person with the hand thingies

[dovewingkinnie]

i liked when dr harley sawyer was messing with u like a mouse type of guy to put u in a maze and watch u collect seeds

[stanpinesfan0410]

forgor to post some of these on here,..,,,,

eat up, barely-existant tuyy fandom 😋

[luxaofhesperides]

for the Ghost Lights prompt thingy(if you’re still doing it)…

Fish?

Danny doesn't mean to witness a fight, but it's taken up the entire road and he's been stuck hiding in an alley for the past ten minutes, watching the Signal take out gang members.

More keep coming to fight, and Danny can tell that the Signal is flagging, his energy waning as he's forced to defend himself against the countless gangsters rushing him. Part of him wants to jump in and help, but being kidnapped and nearly trafficked after the wrong person caught sight of him using his powers has Danny hesitating, fearful of being caught again.

The Signal's a hero, he tells himself, If anyone can handle this, it's him.

And, to be fair, the Signal is handling it pretty well. He takes people down quickly with hard hits and pressure point strikes, his shadow rearing up behind him to crash down on people. But it's still one versus too many, and Danny watches, barely breathing, as the Signal is pushed back to the edge of the road. There's only a small iron rail separating him from the ocean and Danny tenses, ready to spring into action despite his apprehension if things go sideways.

Sure enough, a few lucky hits disorient the Signal, leave him off balance, and all it takes is one strong push to have him toppling over the railing and into the dark waters below.

The gangsters wait to see if the vigilante will resurface. No sign of his signature yellow appears from beneath the waves. They cheer and walk off, congratulating each other, groaning about bruises and broken bones. Danny doesn't bother paying any attention to them as he goes invisible and sprints for the railing, jumping over it to dive in.

Using his powers in Gotham is always dangerous, and going full ghost even more so. He hasn't transformed since he first arrived, too focused on keeping his head down and getting out of the city alive once he graduates from university.

But saving a hero is a good reason to throw away all his caution and common sense. Danny pulls on his power, goes ghost just as the waves swallow him whole, and he flies down through the water in search of the Signal.

The water is dark and brackish, polluted and full of filth. He's sure if he looks closer to the bottom, he'd only find bodies from people who's names only appear in cold cases. He's all too aware of the time ticking away as he searching, desperate to catch a glimpse of the yellow armor the Signal is so known for. He almost misses it when he does spot it, just a small flash closer to the edge of the city than he expected. Danny aims for it, cutting through the waters with ease.

The Signal is struggling weakly as he tries to swim up to the surface. His armor is weighing him down and Danny can see small wisps of blood rising into the water around him.

Danny doesn't hesitate. He can't afford to, not with the Signal's life on the line.

He grabs the Signal's arms and flies them up. He stops when their heads are above the water to give the Signal a moment to breathe, then he warps his arms around the Signal's waist and flies them out of the water.

"Do you have someplace safe to go to?" Danny asks, taking them to the top of an apartment building a few streets over.

The Signal collapses once Danny lets go of him, coughing up water. Danny hovers nearby, offering what little comfort he could by rubbing small circles onto the vigilante's back.

"Is there someone I can call? Someone who can help you?"

The Signal shakes his head. He curls into himself, taking deep breaths. A hand goes to his wrist and grips it for a moment, then he slumps over, rolling onto his back. He definitely shouldn't be alone right now, so Danny sits next him, staying in ghost form just in case he has to fly them away, and wonders if he should try shouting for Batman. That would get his attention right? A glowing ghost boy yelling for him above the streets of Gotham?

Of course, he's rather not do that, but this isn't about him. This is about getting the Signal the help he needs to recover from almost drowning.

Batman would be lenient on him once he hears that Danny fished the Signal out of the ocean, right?

"Thanks," the Signal rasps, turning his head to face Danny. Water still trails down his face, no doubt trapped under his helmet.

"No problem," Danny replies. "You should probably take that off, you know. I'll look away, so don't worry."

He turns and closes his eyes for good measure, and is glad to hear Signal mutter a weak thanks. It's followed by a deep sigh and the sound of something being dropped onto the roof of the apartment. They stay in silence for many long minutes and Danny keeps his eyes closed, the back of his neck itching. The Signal must be looking at him, and the thought makes Danny want to hide away.

So much for hiding his powers.

"Seriously, thank you," the Signal says again. His voice is much steadier now, stronger.

"It's really no problem. I wasn't about to just leave you to drown when I could do something about it."

Behind him, Danny hears the Signal moving and tenses, worried about what happens next.

"You can look now."

Slowly, Danny turns and opens his eyes. The Signal is sitting up now, helmet back on, looking much better. "I'll need to finish dealing with that gang later, but for right now, I'm going to get someplace safe to crash. Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"I mean, you were in the water too. You should probably take a shower as soon as possible," the Signal adds. "Who knows what's in the water we swam in?"

Danny grimaces, imagining all the pollution and bodies that contaminate the bay. "Good point. You'll be alright on your own?"

"Yeah, man, don't worry about me. I'll be right as rain in no time."

He takes a step back, glancing around to make sure no other Bats are going to pop out of nowhere to get him. "Cool. I'll just go now so you can do... whatever it is you need to do now. Bye!"

Danny flies away before the Signal can say anything else, going invisible to avoid any curious eyes looking up from the streets. He circles around the block just to make sure none of the gang members are still lingering outside, then heads to his and Jazz's apartment as soon as he determines that the coast is clear. He goes straight to his bedroom, goes back to being a normal human, and collapses face first into his bed. The stress of the day hits him all at once and Danny can only hope that the Signal forgets about him and they can go on without their paths ever crossing again. The last thing he needs is attention from a vigilante; getting mixed up in the hero business will only endanger Jazz, and Danny will do anything to make sure she has a peaceful, normal college experience in Gotham.

Yeah, surely there are better things that will keep the Signal preoccupied. Danny will be fine.

(A week later, Danny curses his past self for jinxing him when he turns down an alley to take a shortcut from the library home and finds the Signal leaning against a wall.

"Hey," the vigilante greets, "Mind if we chat for a sec? I still need to thank you for saving me."

He'd really rather not, but the Signal would probably just come back if Danny ran away. He sighs and agrees, following after the Signal as he leads them somewhere quieter.

He's expecting a light interrogation on his powers, what he's doing in Gotham, his reasons for saving the Signal. What he gets instead is a few worried questions about his safety and the promise of a lunch date.

...Maybe he can hold off cursing his past self. When else is he going to get a date with a hero?)

[peacheises]

Aightt,I had an idea for fluff dtk x (gn)reader who is Asymmetrical, meaning their appearance is Asymmetrical/messy n they're somewhat more chaotic. Basically a whole polar opposite of Kid. But yet they somehow work together,as if they complete each other(like reader helping Kid calm down when he's worried abt smth being asymmetrical too much,n Kid calming down reader when they act as if they got sugar overdose n would destroy everything on their way)

Basically yin n yang couple,,,

It can be a oneshot,or headcanon,or both,,I'd lov to read anything:))

OMG THIS IS BASICALLY ESU 72(my OC) AND KID ALREADY EJFKEKFK dw I got this in the baaaaag😔😔😔👏👏👏👏 This just an excuse to ramble about how much I LOOOOVE THIS DYNAMIC😩😩😩 (Pictures of Esu will be at the end if you're curious about her!)

Death the Kid x Asymmetrical!Reader~☆٭꙳

TW: Kid swears cuz he's potty mouth, other than that we gucci!!

☆ You.

☆ YOU.

☆ You were HORRIBLY asymmetrical and so unbearably friendly. With your stupid outfit and uneven bangs. They were lopsided!! Oh it drove him CRAZY.

☆ But your overly friendly rear end just keeps on /showing/ up. You never seem to want to leave him alone.

☆ Everything about you two was different, even down to your colour schemes!

☆ He was a pessimist, you were an optimist. He was an asshole, you were a ray of sunshine. He was a ballerina, you were a punk. (/j about that one.)

☆ Even your combat styles managed to be opposites with him being far ranged and fast you being hand to hand and a little slower.

☆ But somehow, that made you guys work like clock work almost.

☆ Where he falters, you cover him. And where you struggle, he picks up your slack.

☆ For instance, he isn't the most social person but definitely knows how to carry a conversation where as you want to make friends, but you're extremely awkward.

☆ So he'll help pull up topics for you while you do all the talking for him.

☆ Me thinks you guys would have matching outfits, but in an opposites kinda way.

☆ Like he'd wear black and purple with yellow accents and you'd wear white and yellow with purple accents. You feel me?

☆ You're also kind of more on the dumb side, so he helps you with homework since he's the brains of the two of you.

☆ But you're infuriating little grin makes up for your dense noggin.

☆ You probably wear lots of colours opposed to Kid's monochromatic colour scheme. Like that one rainbow hair girl and the goth one, yeah that's you and Kid.

☆ I imagine you'd also try your best to straighten paintings with Kid but always be an inch off and he'd rant and rave at you.

☆ But he also apologizes after cuz he realises he was being a douche and you were just trying your best:(

☆ "Damnit, I'm sorry that was impolite. I... didn't mean any of that. You're much more than trash, I assure you."

☆ There was one time you made a bracelet for him, but he refused to wear it cuz it'd make him asymmetrical and unbalanced so you turned around and left.

☆ He thought he upset you so he went to find you, turns out you were making a matching bracelet for him to wear on the other arm so he'd stay balanced.

☆ God he loves you so much and doesn't even realise it. Boy is down bad.

☆ You guys really are like the sun and moon, a golden retriever and a black cat.

☆ Completely opposite, but that also makes you perfectly balanced. You two work together in perfect sync and fill in gaps the other leaves. Two pieces of a puzzle stuck together flawlessly.

☆ Like the little dancers in a music box.

☆ No matter how much of this you point out though, he'll still vehemently deny all of it.

☆ But like, you also do your best to fold toilet-paper for him so maybe you're not too bad. (He would die for you.)

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Heeeere's Esu! I'd lore dump for hours but that'd make this post ten times as long٩( ᐛ )و So I'll leave it with just the info in the reference! Hope you enjoyed the little thingy, stay hydrated and eat well!!! ✨✨✨

[shinestarhwaa]

RUBY || CHOI SAN

Read part 2 here

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Rockstar!San x Fem!reader

Word Count: 3K

Tags/warnings: MDNI!, Rockstar!AU, Dirty language, alcohol use, drug use, unprotected sex, rough sex, oral sex, mouthfucking, fingering, namecalling (slut, whore), mild spitting situation, breeding kink, possessive Sanie, degrading, overstimulation

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @star1117-archives @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @lemonhongjoong @babesindestroyland

ENJOY!

"Give it up for King Ruby!"

The crowd around you went wild as the four familiar men entered the stage; Drummer Song Mingi, Frontman Kim Hongjoong, Vocalists and guitarists Park Seonghwa and Choi San. Oh that Choi San.

He would be described as completely feral, deranged, wild, helpless. Known for agression, roughness and narcissism. But oh he was the hottest person in the universe.

The way he'd start the concert off with his clothes on and guitar in hand, and the way he ended it with his chest bare and his guitar in pieces.

He could snap your neck with his bare hands and you'd thank him. That's his level of hotness. The man was sex on legs, no one could deny it.

They wouldn't have to deny it anyway, King Ruby was well known for several sex scandals, parties and relationships here and there. You knew they were all about the Sex, drugs and Rock&Roll life, but God did you want to be a part of it.

You screamed at the top of your lungs as your hands gripped onto the barricade in front of you. Choi San positioned himself right in front of you, pounding on his chest and hyping up the crowd.

"GOOD EVENING, AMSTERDAM!"

You screamed again, wondering if you could keep this up all night. But you travelled all the way here to see them, they were worth it.

"HOW'S EVERYONE FEELING TONIGHT?!"

Choi San's raspy voice shouted into the microphone. Your legs went weak at the sight of him smirking, already covered in sweat because of the July heat and the bright hot lights shining onto his skin.

"LET'S GET THIS PARTY FUCKIN' STARTEEEDD! YOU KNOW THE DRILL, THIS IS 'YOUNG LOLA', SING IT WITH ME!"

They always started off with one of their classics, getting everyone in the right mood. The arena was willed with fans from all over the world, anticipation rising as the members started to play their music.

The night went on as they played all their hits, drinking shots on stage, running around and eventually during your favourite song off all, Choi San's striptease.

You nearly died seeing his toned body, muscly arms and large chest covered in sweat, glistening in the yellow lights. You seriously wished that tonight you would be the girl they'd invite up on stage to lick his sweat off his chest, a wild and controversial tradition of theirs.

Their eyes were scanning the crowd, the tension in the air was nearly making you pass out as you jumped and screamed. Then you saw their eyes land on you, picking you out.

"You! Starry girl, come on here! Yes, you, with the starry thingies on your legs!"

Your breath hitched in your throat and you swore you could barely think. Everything happened in a rush. The handsome, tall bodyguard named Yunho, according to his tag, helped you up to the stage to meet the guys.

Wild electric guitar musics filled your ears as you stood in front of the Choi San. You couldn't help but smirk along with him as he stepped closer to you.

"What's your name, beautiful?" Choi asked, lifting your chin slightly with his fingers, inbetween him playing the guitar. "I'm Y/N," you breathed out.

"You're a lucky gal, give it up for Y/N!" Hongjoong yelled out, the immense crowd cheering for you, jealous but full of nerves and anticipation for what they knew was coming soon.

Hongjoong kicked off with the song 'Lick', your forever favourite. As Choi San eye-flirted with you, you couldn't help but join in with him, moving your hips and running your hand over his chest, feeling his sweat touch your skin.

The killing part was about to come up, the part where Hongjoong sung with all the passion he had in the world, sung the horniest lyrics in existance and that goddamn look in San's eyes, that was your cue to bring out your tongue.

You started off below his adams apple, peppering kisses down to his abs, where you started to lick a stripe back up to San's throat. You heard him groan by your ear, dampening your panties.

It wasn't long before you were back in the crowd, everyone around you cheering loudly as you tried to process what just had happened. You just licked Choi San's sweat.

-

The concert was amazing, and you nearly lost all the air in your lungs. It was so worth it. More than 50K people saw you lick Choi San's sweaty chest and you immediately tweeted you could die peacefully now, liking and watching all the fanvideos posted on the socials.

You had taken an Uber and then walked into the city centre, strolling there for hours while your head was on cloud 9. You nearly stumbled over your own feet kn your way to the hotel as you couldn't put your phone away. You couldn't stop watching all the videos people took of your moment tonight.

You walked down the red light district, noticing a handsome figure standing outside the coffee shop. You couldn't see his face completely, due to his large cap, but the way he was built reminded you of-

"Hey, starry girl, be careful, you'll trip if you don't stop watching videos while walking, you know?"

Your breath hitched in your throat, just like it had before when they called you out in the crowd. This was Choi San. You'd recognize his voice anywhere. You looked up as he lifted his cap a little, revealing his smug smirk.

The smell of the joint in his hand and his tongue poking into his cheek made you feel drawn to him more than ever. You got closer and licked your bottom lip.

"What's a rockstar like you doing here alone at 2am?" "Well, Y/N, I just got the most wonderful Amsterdam joints from that coffee shop over there and a few packs of weed for the guys for tomorrow, and I'm smoking this one in peace right now," he smirked.

"You're not really allowed to blow on the street here, but-" "I don't see any cops, babygirl. So tell me, why are you walking here alone at night?" "Just on my way to my hotel, actually, thinking about your sweat on me. Or your body."

San laughed and took another puff, offering you too. You agreed and not much later the two of you had started talking as you smoked the joint, walking through the streets as San decided to drop you off at your hotel.

Something deep inside you made you think he was going to offer helping you to your room too, but you did not want to get your hopes up too badly. Did you want to be one of the million girls they slept with? Yes. Actually. Yes.

''This is where I'm staying,'' you said, nudging your head to the right, pointing at the hotel. You looked at the stately hotel with the beautiful white facades. At the same time, Choi San took your hand in his as he walked you inside. You decided not to say a word, not wanting to ruin the moment.

You stepped into the classy-looking elevator, and San got in with you. ''You're coming up?'' you asked, smiling softly, trying to sound innocent. ''I'd rather go down,'' he smirked. Right when the doors of the elevator started to close, San attacked your mouth with his own.

Your lips brushed together, and when you felt a familiar spark in your body you deepened the kiss. It got rougher, messier, sloppier once San stuck his tongue inside your mouth. The rocker sucked on your tongue as he grabbed your hips tightly, pulling you closer.

Ding.

The elevator doors opened on the third floor and an elderly couple stepped into the elevator, greeting you before turning their backs to you. You closed your eyes, trying to gain your breath again. You could feel San's eyes glare at you and you noticed the smirk on his lips in the corner of your eye.

The elevator stopped again at the fourth and you took San's hand, exiting the elevator and walked to your hotelroom. ''You're coming in?'' you asked as you opened the door with the tiny silver key. ''Coming inside?'' he said smirking. Your eyes rolled at the dirty pun, but you pulled him in anyway.

In no time the two of you had gotten half-naked. Your underwear was the only barrier between you and him. You gasped at the sight of his body. It was so much better up close and it was so much better with his pants off too. The print of his dick in his underwear was really driving you insane.

''My eyes are up here, Y/N,'' he smirked. You smiled, ''You remember my name?'' ''Well, first of all I'm not dumb and second of all have you seen your tits? Your ass? Those slutty thigh starry things and those glitter boots? The leather skirt and top? I ain't forgetting you princess.''

''Fuck babe,'' he breathed out, ''Not even wearing any panties under that, babygirl? What a naughty slut.'' San's tongue lapped at your neck and you moaned, melting into his touch. You managed to lock the door before San pulled you to the bed, pushing you on it.

Unexpectedly, San got off you and walked to the mini fridge and pulled a bottle of champagne out of there. ''San, those bottles are like 15 euro's each, you can't d-''

San opened the bottle with a pop, smirking. ''Don't worry about the money, little one.'' He got closer and chugged the champagne from the bottle. He lifted up your chin with his fingers, pouring some champagne into your open mouth, as well as spitting in it. You swallowed and moaned as he attacked your neck again, leaving lovebites all over it.

The man ran his hands over your thighs and ripped the starry thights apart by the crotch, revealing your glistening wet pussy. ''Cannot wait to fucking rip this pussy apart,'' he grunted as he dove between your legs.

''God, yes,'' you moaned when he sucked lightly on your clit. San smirked and looked up at you. ''You like having a pretty face between your legs, don't ya?''

You moaned and nodded eagerly, gripping the sheets tightly when you felt his silky tongue slip between your folds. ''O-Oh that's so good, San!'' He slipped two fingers inside your cunt, pumping them quickly in and out of you.

You could feel the arousal gush out of you with every thrust of his fingers. Melodic moans and whines filled the room, sexual tension thickening the air. San didn't stop until you were shaking on his fingers, orgasm hitting you like a truck.

''Please, San, please, use me like your fucking life depends on it,'' you begged, taking off your bralette. San smirked and took his own underwear off, cock springing free against his stomach.

''Such a naughty little cum dump aren't you?'' he smirked, lifting you up and pushing you down on your knees. Instinctively you opened your mouth for him, inviting his hard dick. ''Are you my cum dump, Ruby?'' he smirked as he swiped his thumb across your bottom lip, smudging your red lipstick.

''Y-Yes, I'll be your cum dump, please give it to me, use me,'' you whined out softly. San took his cock in his hand and slapped it on your tongue a few times. ''All my thoughts about you are so improper babygirl,'' he smirked as he pushed his cock down your throat. You nearly gagged when he started to fuck your mouth, but you closed your eyes and let him go on, letting him use you the way he wants to.

He took another sip from the champagne bottle as he thrusted his hips into your face. Even when you thought he couldn't reach further, he did, fucking into your throat as he held onto your head, fingers tangling in your hair, pulling it slightly as he moved your head on his length.

''Look at you being all fucking cockdrunk, huh? You like having your mouth full of cock? Such a whore. Want it in your pussy don't you?''

He took his cock from your mouth and slapped it against your cheek. ''Y-Yes, I love your cock, I want your cock so bad, again and again, please, take me!'' you begged as you licked and sucked on his balls needily.

San pulled you up and bended you over the little table, pushing into your cunt from behind. ''Fuck, baby you're so wet,'' he smirked as he pounded into you deeply. You cried out his name and gripped onto the edge of the table, trying to stay steady.

His balls slapped against your ass with every thrust of his hips. ''Want it harder, princess? Deeper?'' he asked. ''Y-Yes, all, give it all to me, give it all!''

''Such a greedy little pussy, hm?'' he smirked. San truly gave his all when it came to fucking, he thrusted with an intense force and held your hips tightly. ''I fucking own you now, babygirl, I fucking own this pussy. Gonna fuck you so well no cock will ever be better than mine, you'll only crave mine.''

Your pussy walls clenched around him and you felt your second orgasm approaching. ''You're gonna cum for me huh? Gonna cum for me?'' ''Yes! Yes I'm gonna- gonna-''

You came with a loud moan, shuddering and shaking on the table as San emptied his balls inside you too, coming with a long, animalistic growl. He stilled for a minute and then pulled out, laying you on the table. The polished wood was cold against your back, giving you goosebumps all over.

San poured the champagne over your tits and stomach, making you hiss at the icy cold liquid. The rocker sucked and licked on your nipples, savouring the taste of your skin combined with the alcohol. ''Fuck, I love your tits baby, they're so fucking great,'' he said as he peppered kisses over his stomach, licking up the champagne.

Your pussy clenched around nothing as San dragged his tongue over your body. ''P-Please, San!'' you begged as you propped your legs up on the edge of the table, showing off your messy pussy.

''Beg for it, princess,'' he growled as he sucked on your nipples. ''O-Oh God, San, please, fuck me, fuck me good, make me forget my name, please, I want you so, so bad!'' you cried out, eyes tearing up as he rubbed your clit. ''Are you gonna cry? Princess is gonna cry on my cock?''

He slipped his length back inside you and pounded into you, hitting your g-spot repeatedly, sneaking his hand between your pelvises. Tears flowed from your eyes as the pleasure of his cock on your g-spot and his fingers playing with your clit became too much. You shivered and shuddered and you came again, mix of cum and arousal slipping out of you and dripping down your legs onto the table.

''Such a fucking whore, cumming from that? You're gonna get more baby, you better take it, huh, take it. Want me to breed your little pussy?''

''Oh, San, please, please breed me, fuck me full, fuck me full of your fucking cum, own me, own me! Please, give it all to me!'' you moaned loudly. ''F-Fuck yes baby, you got it, I own your pussy. I'm gonna fuck you so full of my cum, breed you so fucking well!''

''P-Please don't stop! Don't stop!'' you cried, black tears rolling from your eyes as San kept thrusting into you. He picked you up and held you with his hands on his ass, fucking up into you against the wall. You tried to hold onto something, nails sliding over the wallpaper, leaving permanent scratches.

''You fucking love the stretch, huh don't you?'' San panted as he fucked you deeper. You could feel him twitch inside you, noticing he was close to coming again. ''P-Please keep filling me up, keep filling me up, own me, own me!''

San put you on the ground, legs wobbling as he pushed you onto the bed. You fell on the bed with your face in the sheets, staining them with your smudged makeup. You instinctively lifted up your ass and spread your legs to give him access. He pushed into you again and fucked you harder than ever. His cock felt so good inside you, you swore you'd lose your mind.

Your voice was strained from all the loud moans, whines and cries you couldn't help but let out as he plunged into you mercilessly. ''Gonna fill you up so fucking full baby, gonna make sure you're mine forever, my fucking pussy forever, no cock is ever gonna be better for your pussy,'' he grunted.

''Y-yes, I love your cock, please fill me, fill me!'''San thrusted and thrusted until he got sloppy, stilling as he filled you with his cum, making your body twitch again and unravel slowly. He slowed down, rocking into you slowly as he peppered kisses over your back. 'San thrusted and thrusted until he got sloppy, stilling as he filled you with his cum, making your body twitch again and unravel slowly. He slowed down, rocking into you slowly as he peppered kisses over your back as you cried and drooled.

''That's a good fucking girl...''

You couldn't remember anything else from the previous night. You're sure you fucked like four more times before San left the hotel room. This morning you woke up with an incredible headache, realizing how much alcohol you must've had last night.

You made your way into the bathroom, looking at the mess San had made of you. Your hair was a mess, makeup was everywhere and all his cum had dried up inside you. You grinned as you saw a message written in lipstick on the mirror.

''Thank you, my sweet Ruby, come to Paris and let's do this over again.''

[whimsical-roasting]

hi can you PLEASE keep going with your Jamie smut headcanons? we simply do NOT have enough and you’re the only one who’s giving us what we need😭

hi!! sorry it took me a min to reply to this, but okay, i'm thinking - bear with me here - dom!jamie in the bedroom *smirks* also, the gif has me feral

this is bout to be disgustingly horny thoughts, and you have been warned, so don't complain to me (that gif is making it so hard for me to focus)

OKAY so... dom!jamie - personally, i think he's a switch, but i'll get the sub aspect in a diff post :)

he's good at being dominant, ofc he is. he's assertive, confident, cocky, and drunk on you.

he'd get to you call him by a title - idk if it'd be 'daddy' necessarily, maybe 'sir'

makes sure there's a safe word - you chose sumn that would make you smile if he said it in his funny lil accent too - "broccoli" (aka 'broc-leh')

he's sitting on an armchair or sumn and he gets you to sit on his lap, your back pressed against his chest - only thing you're wearing is some cute underwear

his voice is low and deep as he whispers in your ear, "be a good girl for me, yea?"

one hand snaking down your body to squeeze your thigh, and the other up your body to wrap around your neck as he pulls you back so your head is on his shoulder, and his lips are ghosting over your ear

he's leaving kisses on your neck and licks the outer shell of your ear, hand still firmly around your throat, just tapping your leg "open"

you open your legs for him, them resting on the outside of his so if he widens his stance you'd be spread further, and his fingers are grazing your inner thigh slowly moving up

he bites at your neck, you whine feeling a shiver go down your spine, so you involuntarily thrust your hips craving his touch where it matters!!

he just slaps your thigh, hand tightening around your throat and his hot breath on your ear, "patience, angel. who's in charge?"

you're flustered and needy, gasping "you", and he just slaps your thigh again, causing you to yelp

"try again, angel" "you are, sir" "mm, better", and he kisses your cheek

he'd rub over your panties, painfully slow. he fucking loves to tease. but he'd pepper you with cheek & neck kisses, "need ya dripping for me, love" "you gonna show me how bad you want me? yea?"

he'd press his fingers harder against your clit but still wouldn't dip under the fabric and it'd drive you insane

you'd be whining on his lap and he'd just be praising you/dirty talking, leaving hot open mouth kisses on your neck, and teasing your nipples

once he's satisfied (he can feel a wet patch growing and he smirking, he feels so fucking smug at how easily your body reacts to his touch)

"on your knees, angel" he'd demand. and you're a lil dazed after his fingers stop moving so you're slow to react, so he gives a lil slap on your pussy, "now."

you hurry to your knees in front of him, your eyes looking at him all big and eager, he just kinda smiles a lil before it turns into a smirk, and he's unbuckling his belt

since he's into fashion, i see him having that off-white yellow industrial belt, and i got a feelin he'd take it off and loosely tie it around your neck cause its so long

your eyes just sparkle as he secures it around your neck, still on your knees but your stomach's quickly pooling with arousal

he undoes his jeans and pulls his dick out and smirks at the way your eyes are locked in on it and you're biting your lip

"eager much, sweetheart?" he chuckles, and you whine at his teasing

he just does that dick jump/twitch thingy and your mouth is watering

you know what he wants... he wants you begging for him...dripping for him

"please," you whine. and he raises an eyebrow, all smug and cocky, "please what?"

"please can i...have it?" you want him so bad, but saying such explicit, vulgar shit gets you flustered, and he's eating it up. "gotta be more specific, love"

you huff and pout slightly, "please sir, can i have your dick? can i suck it, please" you plead, trying your best to flash him puppy dog eyes so he caves

he does. frankly, he's just as eager to have your mouth on him as you are to get him into your mouth

he tugs on the belt, pulling you forward slightly. "come 'ere."

he's stroking your cheek and looking down at you like all the stars in the universe happened to settle in your eyes

you eagerly take him in one hand, your other hand on his knee for balance. a couple of lazy strokes and you're teasing his tip with your tongue

he just hisses, and his head falls back as you take more of him into your mouth

with your head bobbing, he's got a hand flat on your head to stablise himself, but occasionally he pushes you down if you tease his tip too much

all the fucking praise, mixed with groans and moans, "fuck, yea like that" "shit, baby" "good girl, that's it go deeper" "so fucking pretty with me dick in your mouth" "you love this dick, don't ya?"

and you're just moaning around his length in response to it all

you'd get so fucking wet from the combination of his dick, his praise AND his moans

he pulls you off his dick before he's close, chest breathing heavy to calm himself

he looks at you, lips wet and swollen and eyes hooded looking up at him with pure desire and holy fuck he could just finish to that sight alone, but he needs to feel you

he tugs on belt lightly and opens his arms for you. you stand up and straddle him, your lips eagerly finding his, kissing him fervently

he matches your energy, biting your bottom lip and slipping his tongue in your mouth. his strong arms wrapped around you, holding you against him as if you were a lifejacket and he's about to drown

your hips rock against his, the only thing separating you from his hard, throbbing dick is the stupid underwear fabric that has a noticeably larger wet patch

"fuck this" he growls, lifting you up slightly and moving your panties to the side, and you moan a bit as he rubs his dick against your clit teasingly

you slowly sink down onto him, hands on his shoulders as your head falls back and you moan once you're fully settled on it, feeling so fucking full

he's kissing your shoulder, grip tight on your hips waiting for your signal

once you've adjusted to the size and you tap his shoulder to continue, he's lifting you up and down with matching thrusts

both of you are moaning at the thrusts, the sound of skin slapping and how wet you are driving the both of you closer

"that's it, baby" "good girl" "you can take it, angel" "you love this dick, right? lemme hear you say it"

and your moans and whines are music to his ears, "yes sir, fuck" "fuck, i love your dick, i love you" your brain is so overdone with pleasure.. he loves it

he's kissing you passionately as you're getting close, and its harder for you to kiss back as you're moaning against his lips

you can tell he's close too when his thrusts get staggered and deeper

spoiler alert: he thrusts deep in you, holding your hips down against him as he nuts in you (plan b exists dw)

your head falls back at the feeling, but once it passes your arms are around his neck and you're kissing all over his face

he recovers and smiles at you, gingerly kissing all over your face too before carefully removing the belt around your neck and kissing that area too - not that you were hurt by it, jamie was mindful to not make it too tight

he's still in you as you lean forward to snuggle your face in his neck and his hand is brushing your hair already initiating the aftercare

"good girl, you were so good for me yknow" "love you so much, angel" "you feelin okay?"

yall would stay like that for a while before he carefully slides you off him and gets something to clean you up. then ofc it's cuddle and soft kisses <33

[lotusthekat]

Living behind my own illusion:

[IDs: A short The Owl House fancomic centered around Gus, read from left to right.

1) Hunter is seen in the kitchen, wearing a light yellow apron. He looks behind him and requests, "Hey Gus, will you get me the "paring" knife?". Hunter's hair is slightly grown out but it's before he cuts his hair in Thanks to Them.

2) Gus, who has been washing the dishes with his magic, replies, "Oh, sure thing!". In the next panel, he's bending to the side to get the knife.

3) We see Gus from behind, looking inside a drawer. He puts away the dishes. Then, he seems to have found it, however we don't see the knife.

4) Smiling, Gus offers the still not exposed knife to Hunter. "Here you go, Hun-", only for him to open his eyes and see flames around him, the background darkening as well. He completes, "... ter?"

5) Gus' body is the one framed, his left hand holding the paring knife. We see the top of someone's head, a familiar blond hair with the one rebellious hair strand. This other person says, "I know you're still in there."

6) A close-up of Gus' mouth, sweat drops rolling down his face.

7) A shaking, white-skinned hand holding another knife. The other person begs, "Please..."

8) Caleb is in the middle of the flames, terrified. He's trying to calm Gus down instead of fighting back, since he doesn't point the knife at the boy. Caleb has dark bags under his eyes, similar to Hunter's. He pleads, "Don't do this, Philip."

9) As Gus watches the scene, a couple voices can be heard, represented by each color:

Willow (green): "... Gus?"

Luz (purple): "Are you okay?"

Amity (pink): "Can you hear us?"

Vee (dark green cyan): "What's wrong, Gus?"

10) A voice stands out to Gus, in brown (supposedly Camila): "... Why are his eyes blue?", only the last word colored blue. However, instead of Gus, we see Monster Belos' glowing blue eyes. /End ID]

(I apologize for the format here, Tumblr hates me)

Anyway, I've been writing this idea but I thought drawing it would've been cool. I also missed drawing comics in this format :)

I really wish we could've seen something like this on the show. I know for a fact that Gus would've been horrified by Belos' memories, one because he's the youngest of the group, and two, imagine him seeing Hunter dying over and over again. And yet we never actually see Gus and Hunter talking properly.

Hopefully I'll finish the fic soon, but for now have this little thingy. I hope Gus looks okay, I'll try to draw him more often

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Don't tag as ship.

[eudoraink]

♡ 𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎 ♡

Warnings: Uh-

Pairing: Bendy x reader (batdr)

Gender: Neutral

♡𝐵𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐷𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛♡

What's social media? What's the internet? what's a device? What is all of that stuff? Technology? Huh? Do you expect this little guy to know what all of that shit is? He hardly even knows that other colors exist besides the black ink and old yellow sepia, He's the ruler of the studio, not a human "phone" thingy person.

He'd give you a confusing look when you hand him a rectangle box phone. Poor bby doesn't know how to work it so you'll have to guide him all the way. The first thing he taps on is the photo album and he accidentally sees all of the pictures you have taken of him.

His head tilts as he wonders why he is in this rectangle box thing. Better keep your sanity because you'll have to explain every little thing to him as you're showing him all of this stuff. You wouldn't let him touch your phone though when he is in his big form. His claws will scratch up your screen and possibly damage your phone 💔

You stepped away for just a few minutes and he's already playing around with your phone like it was the toy train. You might have a few scratches on the phone (If you don't have a case on it) But you don't mind that right? On a PC, I can imagine him turning on the monitor and staring at the screen for hours.

Discord, Instagram, TikTok, Youtube, etc. He knows nothing of em. Probably for the best you don't let him touch your account if you don't want him accidentally deleting it or posting one of the images from your album on your account (If you showed him how to post lol)

So uh- overall? He probably won't even use the device like how you want him to, he'll just play around with it and end up breaking it. But hey at least he learnt something new?

[fordohyon]

BEAR MASCOT...

PAIRING -

Kim Woonhak x GN! Reader

SUMMARY - (not really s summary but a preview(ish) thingy??)

You sigh as you remove the heavy mascots head, a cool breeze from a fan chilling your flushed cheeks. You notice one of the basketball players standing behind you. Number 23. "I never knew you were a girl," he comments. "Or pretty."

TAGS -

fluff, fluff, and…. fluff!!

WARNING(s) -

mistaking reader for a girl, calling reader pretty, Mutual pining? maybe being too short. English isn’t my first language so please expect grammatical & spelling errors 😭

lmk if i left out anything,, Not proofread!

WORD COUNT - 1.3k

A/N - should i make this into a series??? also plz tell me if there are any grammatical errors or what. I'd also really appreciate it if you give me feedback and reblog!!

It's been precisely two hours since you donned the bear mascot outfit representing your school. You only agreed to do it because no one else volunteered and thought it might be fun. However, the experience has been anything but fun. With only 30 to 40 minutes left in the costume, you are counting down the seconds until you can take it off.

The basketball jersey, hat, and shoes the bear is wearing are decorated with your school's logo, with the school's signature colors of yellow and green accenting the trim, number, and player names. You are thankful that nobody from other sections knows it's you inside the costume; otherwise, you would feel incredibly embarrassed.

You check the time and realize that 20 minutes have already passed. You hope the game will end in the next 10 minutes or so. A few students request a picture with you, and you oblige them. Five more minutes pass, and the game is nearly over. You can’t wait to get out of the mascot outfit and take a shower.

Sweat drips down to your ankles, causing you to shiver. This is the longest you have ever worn the mascot, 2 hours and 10 minutes.

After what had seemed about an eternity, the game finally finished. All of the players and spectators collected their belongings and fled. Except for a handful who freshened up or spent time with their friends prior to heading home, unfortunately for you, Kim Woonhak happened to be one of those individuals, for whom you were growing feelings.

Once everyone had left, you finally had the chance to rid of the ludicrous costume that had caused you to sweat profusely. Though you noticed a few lingering figures in the vicinity, you chose not to approach them, assuming they were likely teachers, janitors, or guards. As you removed the mascot's head, a cool breeze struck your face. you were taken aback to find Kim fucking Woonhak standing there, his jaw dropping and eyes bulging in what appeared to be an utter shock - as though he had just witnessed the most unbelievable thing in his life.  "I... I never knew you were a girl, or uhm.. uhh... pretty!" Holy shit. This is extremely mortifying. You can't even begin to express the depths of humiliation you're feeling. The fact that it involves Kim Woonhak, the person you've had the most obvious crush on since sixth grade, makes it incredibly, excruciatingly, so intensely humiliating. Is it just you or does it seem like the fan isn't working? 

"Thank... you?" The words slipped out of your mouth, your voice wavering with uncertainty. As you fidgeted with the bottom half of the mascot, your hands betrayed your nervousness. The expression on your face told the whole story - a mix of embarrassment, anxiety, and the discomfort of being caught off guard. Sweat trickled down your forehead, emphasizing the redness that flushed your face, a combination of the stifling heat and the overwhelming humiliation of the moment. Woonhak's unexpected presence only intensified your unease, leaving you at a loss for words. 

"Sorry, I didn't mean to catch you off guard. I-I was just checking if anyone was here since I was uh, gonna lock up the.. uhm... gym!" Woonhak stammered, his apology filled with genuine concern. He tried his best to shed the awkward tension that enveloped the air but fell short in his attempt.

"It's alright. No need to apologize," you reassured him, your voice trembling slightly. "I wasn't expecting anyone else to be here either. I assumed it was just teachers and guardians. Guess we both got caught off guard." You utter as you took hold of the lower half of the costume, a sudden chill in the air sent a shiver down your spine. The contrast between the hot and humid gym and the cooler surroundings intensified the discomfort, further adding to the already awkward situation.   

Woonhak nodded in agreement, his eyes still fixed on you with an intensity that made you feel self-conscious. You tried to disregard it, but the emotion only grew stronger. You wished you could just evaporate- or at least get out of this sweaty, reeking costume.

As you struggled to remove the rest of the bear suit, Woonhak stepped forward to help. You were grateful for the gesture, but it only caused you to feel more exposed and vulnerable. You tried to focus on the task at hand, but your hands were quivering so badly that you could barely get a hold of the zipper.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, you were unburdened by the costume. You took a deep breath of fresh air and felt the calm draft wash over your sweaty skin. You turned to thank Woonhak, but he was already walking away, his head down and his hands playing with the fabric of his jersey.

You felt a pang of disappointment, but you couldn't blame him for wanting to get away from the awkward situation. You gathered your things and headed out of the gym, feeling fatigued and embarrassed. you couldn't help but replay the uncomfortable encounter in your head, wondering if things would ever be the same between you and Woonhak.

As you make your way out of the gym, you notice Woonhak and his group of friends looking at you. Just as you try to avoid their gaze, he rides up to you on his bike, beckoning you to join him. "It'll be faster if you ride with me. Don't forget to take a warm shower, wouldn't want you to catch a cold. I want to see you tomorrow!" His words catch you off guard, and you can't help but feel a mix of confusion and excitement.

Up close, Woonhak looks even better than you remembered. His endearing smile and delicate demeanor make him seem like a big teddy bear. You hesitate for a moment, recalling the events that happened earlier, but ultimately agree to ride with him. "Uh, okay," you reply, your voice tinged with nervousness. Despite your uneasiness, you're grateful for the opportunity to spend more time with him.

As Woonhak makes his way down the road on his bike, he suddenly turns to you. "Hug me, so you don't fall." he says with a smile. You're surprised by his proposal, but you don't hesitate to envelop your arms around him. As you hold on to him tightly, you feel a sense of warmth and comfort wash over you. It's as if all of your nervousness vanished at that moment, and you can't help but feel grateful for his presence. Being in his arms feels like a dream come true, and you can't help but wonder if this is the start of something special.

As you ride on his bicycle, you can't help but feel a sense of security and contentment. The wind rushes through your hair, and the relaxed breeze washes over your skin. You feel alive and free, and for the first time in a long while, Woonhak's company is enough to make you feel safe.

As you reach your destination, you shift to thank Woonhak for the ride. But before you can say anything, he leans in and plants a soft kiss on your cheek. You feel your face flush with warmth, and your heart races with excitement. You can't believe that this is happening to you - it's like something out of romance fiction.

"Thanks for the ride," you murmur, your voice barely audible. Woonhak beams at you, and you feel a sense of belonging wash over you. Maybe this is the start of something special, something you've been yearning for all your life. As you make your way back home, you can't help but let out a squeal of excitement. You're grateful for the unexpected turn of events, and you can't wait to see what the future holds. But for now, you're content just being in the moment with the person who makes your heart skip a beat.

do not translate, repost on other websites, or take my work. posts on tumblr, stay on tumblr. I do not cross-post my work unless I say so!

[shrimshrim4fun]

Funny Scenerio: Honkai Star Rail Characters in Kindergarden

Just imagine it: Dang Heng walking with Boothill as they have recess and Dan Heng accidentally steps on Robins feet. This makes her cry as Dan Heng apologizes. But Robins all huffy puffy and mutters What can an apology do. (I know it’s out of character for her to say but they are like very young and probably Sunday bought it for her/ it’s new)

Boothill catches this and pulls out a water gun. “Are you trynna start a fight?!” As Dan heng pulls him back.

Robin frowns and tells them “And? My brother is the director of this kindergarten!” (the person kinda running the whole thing.

Dang heng gasps and tells her “And my brother is the leader of a company!” (Just Jing yuan standing in front of an airplane because Xianzhou Luofu is floating and have those floating thingies)

Robins brain is running as she stutters out “M-my brother…isn’t afraid to eat poo!”

(Zoom in one Sunday with a shocked expression as he has a his lunch in his hand)

(And the “Jade Abacus” is actually kinda like a wallky talky, so when you press the button the other side can hear anything you say)

Dan heng presses the button and tells Robin “My brother isn’t afraid to eat po”

His words get cut off as Jing yuan rushes to him and tells him “I AM AFRAID”

(Don’t question how he got there so quick he’s Sonic :) Also it would be funny if he was right those kinda electric motorcycles but not really a motorcycle)

Extra details:

-Boothill’s uniform is dirty like his shirt is a darker shade compared to everyone else’s.

-The kids are all wearing these really cute yellow hats.

-One thing I like to imagine is that Jing yuan is sitting on the toilet as Dan heng presses the walkie talkie. Just scrolling his phone.

-Also that when Sunday is eating you can imagine him eating some type of meat so it kinda look like he’s eating shi-

Sunday and Jing yuan would actually be pretty good friends in my opinion.

[phishstyxart]

Hey im back.

Anyways here's my long as hell headcannon thingy for the goofy ass DJs.

Ps: Still a work in progress so some stuff might change.

In my headcanon the DJ school is more like a DJ college since I believe the DJs are around adult age (the official comics support that since DJ Blue is moving by himself)

And yes I call him DJ Blue even though his cannon name is Student. Student just doesn't have that same ring to it.

Also most of my headcanons revolve around the Rhythm Tengoku Gold Comics, which you can read here, here, here and here, as long as you understand Japanese. There are also some translated pages that will pop up in this text that was translated by @farey8336!

Ok, first a timeline of events.

1. DJ Yellow and the Red Rapman started a band together and eventually started dating after that.

2. Eventually they broke up because the Yellow Rapman came into the picture or something like that. (Still have not worked out exactly why the broke up, whoops)

3. The Red Rapman and the Yellow Rapman form RAPMEN

4. DJ Yellow moves on and starts going to the DJ school with some solo stuff here and there. (Fun fact in the canon of the games the DJ school is not actually a school that teaches you how to DJ, it's just a school that makes you seem like a DJ since the school can't take people who are actually DJs.) I wrote a little explanation as to why DJ Yellow is in this School since he is shown to actually be able to DJ and has won contests.

I added his in since would seem strange if DJ Yellow was just lying about his ability to DJ, especially since his DJ skills is how DJ Blue and DJ Yellow get to know each other. Also I don't wanna retcon the comics since my headcanons mostly hinge on that since there is not much to go on in the games. (But i don't know how to explain away to fact that DJ Yellow is mentioned on the flier. Uhhhhh... See, this is why this is still a WIP.)

5. RAPMEN get really big and the RAPWOMAN form right as they get popular.

6. DJ Yellow gets really good and beats the RAPMEN in contests, leaving the Red Rapman bitter.

I headcanon this because the RAPMEN hand DJ Blue a flier for the same battle of the bands that DJ Yellow is leading champion of. I can also assume that RAPMEN are competing in this battle of the bands as well so I think a bit of jealousy has formed on the part of the Red Rapman. Similar to how he's bitter towards the RAPWOMAN.

7. DJ Blue moves to the big city to go to DJ school after his own solo career flops. DJ Blue has also accidentally goes to the fake DJ school since I think he does actually want to learn but went to the wrong school.

8: The RAPMEN give DJ Blue a flier for the battle of the bands, where DJ Blue meets DJ Yellow.

Ok, now here's the gayest/pos page in this comic, like DJ Yellow has a fucking rainbow behind him in one panel and DJ Blue blushes THEY ARE GAY IM TELLING YOU

9: DJ Blue walks up to DJ Yellow and he says how he was amazing <3, and they get drinks.

10: While getting a drink together, DJ Blue learns that DJ Yellow is helping to assist some of the other students at the DJ school for extra credit and DJ Yellow offers to personally teach him there.

11: After quite some time, DJ Blue eventually goes to the Love Lab to find some advice on how to confess to DJ Yellow, but comes up fruitless. I put this here since there's a frame of DJ Blue in the Love Lab comic and I think it would be cute if he was there to actually get information on love since this is the lab where they literally make love.

11. DJ Blue eventually confesses by just being himself, they DJ together and the rest is history. 💛💙

I think about this too much.

Anyways some character bios. There's a few others I plan on making but have not finshed yet, whoops.

Some facts are true, (DJ Blue is taller then DJ Yellow, Loud sounds bother DJ Blue, and DJ Blue works selling fish) but most are just my headcanons.

Anyways that's all, I know this is a bit different then what I usually do, I'll go back to drawing I PROMISE! And if you actually read all of this, thanks so much! I'm just glad I can share my insane ramblings. 💛💙💛💙

[sunset-synthetica]

ok I know you don't do free requests so do ignore this if you don't feel like it, but,,, Turbo overkill characters as TFs?

anon ily this was actually a great request

I had soooo much fun with these. I even have notes because of course I do.

Maw's alt. mode is a spider, as per his second phase in his last boss fight. It fits his personality, given he's weaving a web right from the start and herding everyone to get caught in it, and for most of his encounters, his movements are fast, jittery and sudden.

The spider's 'face' also let me emulate that weird mechanical thingy he has on his chest. Some of the spider legs make up his prosthetic arm, and I used the rest to balance out the colors a bit and replace some of the details around his midsection that wouldn't have fit.

For Johnny, I gave him two alts, meaning both his car and the bike he randomly finds during one level. He's fast, and since he uses his leg chainsaw(s) to slide around and quicken his movement, and since the bike specifically is a pretty small vehicle with a limited amount of large parts, I used the wheels for his legs. I also kept the asymmetrical coloring of his hands/arms, so the bike's front portion- mostly the turret and chainsaws- make up his left arm. The bike's turret and laser beam replace his mini rocket launcher upgrade.

Both vehicles also support his grayscale + red color theme so I kept that, and went for a more square, occasionally rounded shape with his silhouette.

Jazz was a pain in the ass, but I ended up going with a weirdly modded sports car, since that fits him overall. He's fast- he has the Turbo Time augment before Johnny takes it for himself- which my friend had the idea of translating into an engine on Jazz's back. I also tried to make his colors more coherent- while the rest of the cast has the classic gray + 2 main colors + minor details look, Jazz is an absolute clusterfuck with yellow, turquoise, pink and a reddish light brown as main colors, and pink, orange, red and purple for details. Not counting like 3 shades of gray. Ouch. I included all of them, but tried to balance out how they're used.

The design does make sense though, as he's more naive, inexperienced, brash and excited than the rest of his team, and quite a bit younger likely, given his voice and over-excited nature.

Finally, Ripper. She's very fast and precise, using the Telefragger sniper rifle as her main weapon, and thrusters to get away from Johnny during their fight, lending her some amount of air capability together with her grappling hook.

I figured a jet would fit all that, plus the resulting shapes would let me keep the curvy lower half / sharper upper half contrast her model somewhat uses. She lost her left arm after Johnny defeated her in ep2, and replaced it with a gun/cannon at some point, and I also retained that.

[rockintapper]

the um

te sec2ond one, the thi3rd one

ok so basically i say whar i think about rhythm heavem chatacters. starting with Tengoku brcuase why nawt

readmore ebcuase this posr long as hell!!!!! please work this time

uh

karate joe: hi kasper the he <3 i wana hug him,

hair vegetables: what Thr fcuk

sarge: idk. attention march

squadmates: petar

air batter AIRBATTERR 💕💞💕💞💕💕💞💕💞💕💕💞💕💞💕💞💞💕💞

space umpire: perpetual smiler

the clappy trio: your sequel stinks!!!! /sillay i love your wigs

sneaky spirits: get bow and arrow'd l plud ratio /j

samurai steve: hi sage hes really cool actual6 #chilling

yokai (the thingies the samurai slices): pe uliar little cratures. up to no good

rats: thr cheese

ms. whiskers: THE FIRST CAT EVER!!!!!!!!!!!

sick beats doctor/dr. cutlery: hes vibing ong. why do you hsve an endless game

thr viruses: leav that litlle guy alone >:(!!!!!!!

yellow organism (sick beats): little guye :) dj yelo

the donpans: theyre all dating your honor

yagura-chan: spiteful luttle child i love her. may she grow up and pan

mahou tsukai: hi rocket The WIZARB!!!! magic autism

ojou-chan: flowers autism

the monster (wizard's waltz): STOP EATING MY PLANTS

pengiuns (showtime): yhe dillays i love them they deerve the worl

monkey (showtime): i just read about him. gonna make him explode now

rabbit: boing boing boing boing boing b

tram and pauline/poline: hi cheese THE FOXES the foxes ever hth foxes ever the

space gramps: i widh he was my grangpa 💔 /j

space dancers: pa-pa-pa-PUNCH! put some respect on my boys plea

q maou: AAGH. AAH. AAHHG. AG

contestant: hi 56 hes. hes jist like me frfr /hj

play-yan: hi sunny i really liek. his uh level. minigame. wharever it s called its like. really calming. unless im Going for a Perfect!

mini chounin (power caligraphy): the dancing dancers

akai mono (polyrhythm): i uh. i dont have anything about these thangs. what

RAPMEN: YO. SANJI DESUKA

urakata aki to ki (bouncy road): my children. i love them. i would Kill for th

spheroids (bouncy road): you have a page? on the rh wiki? what?

ninja and the lord (ninja no shison/ninja bodyguard): augh

toss boys: hi ninety The toss bous. they hehheeh3he hugs ao-kun

yuka: YIPPR YIPEEE YIPEE YIPEEEE YIPEEEOEIRIRJ HI T YUKAIEJEBE ^_^ totally isnt dating a tall tapper shes totally not dating a tall ta /lie

giraffe: dont fucking look at me like that

tanaka (ninja reincarnate): AAHHHHHAHAHAEHRHDSHSHEHD /VPOS I LOVE HIM IDK WHERE THIS LOVE FOR HIM CAME FROM BUT I LOVR HIM

kanojo: ypure in good hands. mostly. (cant get the fast part of ninja reincarnate)

waru mono (ninja reincarnate): w,,ario?? w

soshiSOSHIIIIIIII SSOHIIIIII SOSIIOOII SOSHIII EOSBSISI SHSOHSHSIJSSOSHUSII SHSOOSIUSHISJS SOOHSIIII SOSHIII SSOSHISJEOWSHIWJEOWJWJSJSSJEJESK SOSHSISB SSOSHHS

cosmic girl: Rude™ (/hc). may also be the commander in amrching oerders 2,

cosmic dancers: space dancers HATE THEM! /silly

TH RAPP WOEMNEKENENNE kan sbejebdjeTHR RPA WOMRN THEJEBR YURIIIIIIIII JRIIII YUEIII YUIII!!! YHRIIII hi cheese

MAN-K: mN i lovr him hes so cool dud e whaha

biribiriuo (night walk 2): STOP ELECTROCUTING PLAY YAN 💔💔💔💔

usamimi maki sensei: i love the face she makes whe n i press a button too earlu/late. may also be cosmic girl

space rabbits: ive seen you in waroiware.... pets yu

buta-san (tengoku remix 7): pigy :]

barista: i hc his voice is jasmine wright's from the rh iceberg

people at the café: only (canon) black person in the entire series helooo

neko machine: meow. meow. meow.meow owah owah mah? mah? o-mah? m

honse machien: wha,

love-san: suki (cheering)

mr. upbeat: hi tomano tucking him in giving him a goodnight kiss and a glass of milk <3

mannequin; i wonder what game yoyll be in the futue

anata: hi 56 i love his goofy ass smile go girl give us everything

drum girls: wait whered they come fro

samurai drummer: no way. it Tsunk

samurai drummer's band: i did not know you existed hello??

oba-chan: protect. protect. protect.

pwner: Kill. Kill. Kill Kill. Kill. Kill. Ki

producer: who tf are you? what? wait lemme rrad about yo7 furst

im back. music autism

ok thats all the characters in rhythm tengok!!! thanks for Did yiu read all of tjis? zamn!! congrats dude /gn

[jamcannibal]

My SunnySideUp design explained

Exhibit A:

This picture was the first time I ever drew Sunny. I was figuring out how rich people/modern princesses look in cartoons basically. Because she's a little kid and she's not gonna know how actual rich people dress. I was also looking at different Sunny fanarts and ultimately fell in love with the idea of her being black/mixed.

Exhibit B:

This is a colored version of the design i decided on. She does not have any "dragon" features here because I was lazy. I'm pretty sure her dress was pink and then I remembered that her color was orange. Note that she still has the clasic glasses here. (ignore them being purple on the left, that's just smth i do in my sketchbook)

Exhibit C:

It's my pinterest board for Sunny. I haven't been drawing for over a month when I made this (health issues) and I rlly wanted to draw Sunny again bcs QSMP being closed was driving me nuts. I actually researched protective hairstyles for this.

Exhibit D:

As you can see her outfit is pretty similar to the first one I decided on. The differences are: Different colors. Her sleeves aren't as poofy so they could be more practical. Glasses are star shaped. (She's a star!) Shoes. I originally drew her with ballet flats but here I gave her sneakers (specifically balenciaga bcs expensive) but ultimately decided to give her boots with butterfly wings. That's an omage to the cosmetic wings she wore on QSMP. (plus being around trains and machines it's more practical to wear boots) And of course the hair. She has mini twists tied into two buns. She has blonde kanekalon weaved into them. Considering coily hair is really dry bleaching is not always a good idea+she's literally a kid. (I know it's fiction, leave me and my brain rot about protective hairstyles and coily hair in general alone.) She also has a toolbelt. She only wears it when she helps her papa around, but it's still stylish and matches her outfit.

Exhibit E:

Drawing in procreate to try out different color combos. (I liked the left one the best, but still changed it, lol)

Exhibit F:

(I forgot about her tail pls don't point it out) She has cornrows here instead of twists. (I'm gonna be using both of these hairstyle for her) I turned her yellow glasses black to pay respect to her actualy egg form. (the glasses might be compltely different shade but at least they're black) and in the light of that i made her boots black instead of white. And I added diamond earrings bcs she needs to have diamonds in her design.

I really want her to have the vibe she wants to dress like a rich person but she's a kid so she doesn't really have a grasp onto how rich people dress so she resolves to princess, but her dad literally works on trains and other machines so having a big poofy skirt and fur coat and the feather thingy is not practical. So she still manages to dress like a princess while being semi-practical. I think she wore big skirts and feather thingies and white fancy gloves at the beginning, but stopped bcs practicality. And beinfg able to spend time with her pa is more important than looking like a princess. (I might draw that one day but rn my hands are dying.) If you got here I applaud you. This is more text than I have written for my seminar work so far-

[absoluteaffirmative]

hey its loredump time again :]

guess we cats now.

okay to explain! ig to better fit with the more sonic-themed additions to canon, drones are cats! kinda. i shall illuminate

I KNOW THIS IS POORLY EDITED BUT TRUST ME!!! (edited picrew)

okay so i also have a whole document thingy (which i will most likely keep editing maybe?) so imma just copypaste what i wrote. also be warned its kinda all over the place lol. ALSO THERES A LOT!!

Drones are biomechanical & synthetic creatures made to replicate the average Mobian but with artificial enhancements. They are based off of a cat (due to a popular vote in the company) but there are major changes; one being a metallic skeleton and a visor on the upper half of their face, replacing their eyes. The center of the tops of their hands have a little triangle light accent, the same color as their eyes. Their upper chest has a black triangular panel that displays an icon and an ID number (or, simply the name if a later generation/non-company made), also the color of their eyes. Their bodies are all colored white and are made of a synthetic fur material.

Something to note about eye color: all drones can see normal color, the edges of their vision/HUD are all colored the same as their eye color.

While being based off of cats, they are all collectively called “Worker Drones” due to their main purpose being to be used in (commonly) factory settings or just to perform manual work in general. There are three known “generations” of WD (they have no physical changes): Generation 1 aka Company-Made. The Gen 1 WDs are the drones who were directly manufactured by JCJenson. They all have number WDIDs and blue eyes/lights and did not have wigs nor custom outfits, instead all being fitted with company helmets, jackets, work gloves and work boots. They had no programmed personalities other than a few core traits to keep them work-motivated/focused.

The Gen 2 and 3 WDs only began to exist after JCJenson expanded from earth to exoplanets, specifically Copper-9. After all human life was exterminated from the exoplanet, the WDs picked up where the humans left off, these being the (technical) Gen 2 drones. These drones were able to perform factory resets on themselves, allowing them to become sentient and allow for customization. The Gen 3 WDs are the children of the Gen 2 drones, their WDIDs being their names instead of numbers.

JCJenson then created the Disassembly Drones after learning about the “Copper-9 Incident”; these drones are taller than WDs and were made with major significant changes to allow for “maximum Worker Drone disassembly efficiency”. Their forearms were turned cone-shaped and have the ability to switch out their hands for various weapons, and their normal tails were replaced with a very long one with a syringe filled with a yellow-colored corrosive substance (Nanite acid) attached to the end of it, and they have giant retractable bladed wings. They were also given a headband of five other “eyes” (also filled with Nanite acid). They each both serve a different function, allowing for different types of vision (nightvision, ultraviolet, etc) but also serve collectively as a visual system status, turning red if there is an issue relating to vision or recognizing objects; the more that are red, the less they can see. If all are red, that means their visual systems are offline, rendering them blind. Unlike other drones, they all have hair that is silvery-white and their eyes/lights are an unnatural yellow.

The AbsoluteSolver does exist and behaves in a similar way as it does in the show, it is just non-sentient however.

But speaking of the AS… drone eye/light colors naturally don’t have yellow as an available color. The closest is a very light slightly off-orange color, but it isn’t a pure yellow. Yellow is the Solver’s natural color due to it being an alarming color and also the only color normal drones don’t have (obviously…).

Returning to Gen 1 drones momentarily: technically there were two eye/light colors drones had; the ones made for company work had blue, but ones that were made for home use (maids, butlers, that sort of stuff) had white. There isn’t exactly a clear reason why but it’s been unofficially stated that it’s to differentiate between home-drones and company-drones.

A fun fact: drones (and JCJenson by extension) were Robotnik’s inspiration for Metal Sonic’s design, with his own machine style of course. He could technically re-engineer the drone design but there are many intricacies that Robotnik would probably not be able to replicate or even care to replicate. But he does have a couple of drones of his own that he was able to have brought to him, which he then customized further afterwards to fit his aesthetics. They were set to work in storage areas, sorting things or retrieving components when required. Other than that it would be somewhat hard to tell that they were JCJenson-made robots unless interacted with up-close (but they’re just another robot in Robotnik’s army so they don’t exactly matter lol).

The eyes of Worker Drones are normally just oval shapes, but that’s a trait only Gen 1 drones have, as Gen 2 & 3 have more stylized eyes. Even the Disassembly Drones have stylized eyes!

Speaking of Disassembly Drones: since they are modified Worker Drones, their main bodies are the same, but their lower legs and forearms are metal. The feminine models also have patterned material on their upper legs (like V, for example).

More about the general structure of a drone… (Disassembly Drones are essentially the same structure-wise, excluding the obvious parts)

The synthetic material is pretty tough to damage, but it can be if enough force/pressure is applied, meaning it can tear. JCJenson knew this (they made the drones in the first place so duh) so they made it so that cuts could seal back together, though they can leave scars. The “blood” of a drone is their oil (which is also their coolant essentially…)

Drone IDs (that appears on their chest panel and in their HUD)-

Disassembly Drone: “SD-(insert letter)”. Example: “SD-N”, “SD-V”, “SD-K”

Worker Drone Gen 1-2: Any set of numbers, up to 4 digits. Example: “1001”, “002”, “095”

Worker Drone Gen 3: Their name in all caps. Example: “UZI”, “DOLL”, “MILO”

[thenexusofsouls]

{i am the caretaker of souls} So I was watching Farscape, the "A Bug's Life" episode, and got to the part where Zhaan whips up a test for the "intellent virus" infecting the crew and a Peacekeeper special ops team inside Moya. Near as I can tell, "intellent" is just supposed to mean intelligent or sentient, heh. The "virus" gets into someone and it emulates their personality, so you don't know who's infected. But it causes systemic acidity in the body. So Zhaan goes to her little laboratory and comes up with an alkaline injection that would threaten the life of someone with the virus' level of acidity in their bodies. Kindof a test to see who's infected. Pseudo-science at best, but Farscape was full of that and I'm used to it.

But then I see the... "injector" Zhaan's using, and I just

That's... that's a pipette, not a syringe, haha. It's painted silver to look more high tech I guess, but for someone who has worked in laboratories for many years, I can tell you this is just so obviously a pipette it's not even funny. It's meant to squirt out aliquots of liquids. You jam it into a box of little disposable sterile plastic tips, push the plunger down, suck up liquid by slowly releasing the plunger, and then push the plunger again to dispense the liquid. Then you hit the tip-ejector button, the tip pops off, and you're ready for a new one for the next sample. It's similar to one of these, with the yellow bit being the disposable tip:

Yet she uses it to supposedly inject people with this alkaline concoction she's whipped up and I'm just like... there isn't even a needle on the end of it, how... how are you even... doing this? She doesn't use tips either, she's just... using it without one, which is such a no-no. XD Not only that, but it looks to me like she's holding it backwards. Or maybe that the front arm has been removed? The tip-ejector button should be in the back by your thumb and there's a little arm or finger shield that goes over your other fingers in the front that helps keep it in the correct position in your hand, like this:

I mean, I can suspend disbelief and be like nope, that's not a pipette, that's a special... space... injector... thingy. Yeeeah. But... it's a pipette. XD Sorry, it's just, as a scientist I found this hilarious and needed to share, just ignore me, lol.