#and it's such a good fucking drawing and it stunned me and idk how i even did it

[aiscapades]

thinking abt wanting to practice art again and i was feeling discouraged and thinking abt what i consider my greatest talent, writing, and how that comes naturally to me and generally takes no effort to write something Good. then the memory of my first beyblade fics when i was 11 hit me like a runaway train and i was like oh shit no. i did suck at it. and i did practice and grind and work hard and study and consume media i loved and hyperfixated and locked in. and i'm like oh my god. why can't i do that with drawing

[wearenemies]

dashboard simulator

mutual 1: *poor quality image of pete wentz* does anybody know where i can buy a crowbar. for sexual purposes

mutual 2: my mikey way tulpa is coming along well

mutual 3: its so over after this mcr is breaking up forever theres no hope for us didnt you see the messaging in their staging. god. fuck its over

mutual 1: *image of patrick stump’s bulge*

mutual 4: im killing myself tomorrow

mutual 5: both of these blog posts may seem innocuous at first, but in fact when considered in relation to one another we can observe several similar phrases, and a pattern emerges in the pacing of his prose that proves without a doubt that he’s having an extramarital affair with his singer. first, the recurrence of the phra

mutual 1: i need to get a man pregnant

mutual 4: *joe trohman image* killing myself cancelled hello gorgeous 😍😍😍😍😍

mutual 6: mcr is releasing new music next week i know this deep in my soul the messaging in their staging is unmissable guys we have never been so fucking back in our lives

mutual 1: *image of patrick stump’s bulge*

mutual 3: *image of two members of my chemical romance publicly beating the snot out of one another* do you remember how we used to run

mutual 1: *image of patrick stump’s bulge*

mutual 7: frank iero is like a delicious steak to me i need to rip him apart like a feral dog

mutual 8: *the most stunning lovingly rendered drawing you’ve ever seen in your life of two middle aged musicians making out nasty style* just a quick doodle :)

mutual 4: my fucking bus was late killing myself is officially back on

mutual 5: *web weave consisting of sections of beautiful niche literature, medieval biblical illustrations, 17th century oil paintings, james baldwin quotations and peterick interviews*

mutual 1: *image of patrick stump’s bulge*

mutual 7: do you guys think i could cite unholyverse in my applied religious literature thesis i cant ask my professor because she blocked my email but idk i think it counts as a good modern text

mutual 2: guys i think my mikey way tulpa might be starting to crave blood

mutual 6: *ray toro image* im experiencing divine ecstasy i need her to [DATA EXPUNGED]

mutual 9: i cant listen to fall out boy anymore guys i had a nightmare where andy was chasing me in the dark forest it seemed really real

mutual 10 (unattached to bandom): out of the beatles john would for sure have the biggest boobs

mutual 1: what if it was called when we were freaky fest

[tiredsmashbros]

SMG34: LIPBITE COMIC WIP UPDATE

oh boy... i know a bunch of folks are hyped for this comic... and boy oh boy are ya'll's prayers going to be heard... kind of... butt for the celebration milestone, and granted majority are from this comic, i thought it was best to give EVERYTHING that i have currently.

starting off STRONG with what you freaks most want: the completed pages. andddd yep that's it that all that i have done LMAO. i've been fixated on my own smg4 oc: tsb, and during the end of my summer was unfortunately fucked over by some personal issues that fortunately got resolved last minute good grief the anxiety prevented me from drawing the gays sigh... aNYWAYS LINEART WIPS!!!!

here are linearts i have completed / in the progress of!! want to aim like i did in the past by finishing up lineart first, and then speed through with color + minor rendering. the reason i have a few colored is to test out what it would look polished and my god... i have improved A LOT. THESE GAY PEOPLE GIVE POWER I AM NOT KIDDING BELIEVE ME IM NOT CRAY- anyways onto wip pages!

jumpscare: tsb stickman sketches. oh yeah. this is how i sketch and i blame sensei eiichiro oda /j. and in case anyone is unable to understand it {i don't blame u LMAO}, smg4 wakes up from the dream and is startled to see mario by his bed. they have a short convo before mario leaves, and we get a job to smg4 in the bathroom trying to put up a brave face. until the moment he leaves he's stunned due to seeing smg3 at his front door. will i elaborate more on specifics or unwritten dialogue? NOPE! gotta keep secrets to make it even more enjoyable at the end!!

currently at 13 sketched pages total, but this is probably gonna be reaching towards 20-ish pages, surpassing part two, but it will depend on how i come up with how to end it. additionally to confirm there will be a PART FOUR / chapter 3, to end this story. my goal is to have it done before i finish my senior year, or at least during the summer after i graduate bc good lord who knows whats gonna happen.

and lastly, before i end this crazy update, SCRAPPED PAGESSS!!!!!

CONTENT WARNING : NSFW SKETCHES !!!! PLEASE LOOK AWAY IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR DON'T LIKE THIS TYPE OF STUFF!!!

oh boy... dont draw comics while sleep-deprived at 6am... idek what i was even aiming with this ngl other than just for fun, but i scrapped it due to not being what i had in mind for the story. if it doesn't serve a purpose or narrative, its bye bye YEAH BYE BYE THIS IS THE CLOSEST NSFW UR GONNA GET FROM ME HAHAHAHAHA- i say that despite writing a nsfw jojo wattpad smh im only confident doing it in words good lord. btw not watermarking these bc i gen don't care since they're legit scrapped {left top part was kept and completed} so idk what to do with these. im just throwing it and walkin away

now to end with this update, i can hear your question, "when will this be done?" and to answer that question: i'm not entirely sure due to my heavy focus on my smg4 oc: tsb, but my best chance is postponing my oc lore a bit and complete this before november UOIYGJDSIUHJKDWSXYUGHJKCS but we shall have too see...

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thurs: smg34 is canon in the tsb universe / au. though most of their encounters are platonic or best-friendy-way, they eventually express their feelings to one another and start dating 3/4’s way of the tsb storyline arc. tsb is a supporter of his friend's relationship and admires and takes inspiration from their relationship heavily to input his future love life. yearning to be in a similar position... to learn what is to really love someone... or what it's truly like to be loved...

[valkyriexo]

idk why but i just wanted to show you this

Behave | Yang Jeongin

ᑉ³pairing; Jeongin x Reader

ᑉ³genre; Smut MDNI

ᑉ³warnings; Spanking, dirty talk, swearing, use of 'slut', 'Brat', 'Good girl' , Degrading, P in V, Rough sex , teasing, Masterbation (F) , oral (m. receiving) hair pulling, begging, edging, Brat and brat tamer dynamic, Mean dom Jeongin. Smut. SMUTTT minors do NOT interact

ᑉ³Authors Note; NAHH BECAUSE THE WAY THAT I WENT FERAL THE SECOND I SAW THIS. I HAD LIKE 100 DIFFERENT SENARIOS RACING IN MY HEAD. Also, i wrote the whole thing then tumblr deleted it, so I had to rewrite it. Sorry it took so long.

Jeongin, who one day receives an invitation to a gala hosted by Alexander McQueen. The event was a glamorous affair, with people dressed to the nines, mingling and chatting animatedly.

You, who didn't want to go, but knowing how significant it was for him, of course you were going to be there to support him.

You had excused yourself a few minutes ago to go to the bathroom and reapply your lipstick.

Jeongin looked incredibly handsome tonight, practically radiating allure. His perfectly tailored pinstripe suit jacket highlighted his broad shoulders, while his crisp white dress shirt clung to his lean, athletic frame, showcasing every defined muscle.

Muscles you wanted to kiss, and bite on while he fucked you.

You always had a way of driving him wild, but tonight, it seemed, you were in a particularly mischievous mood.

You finally returned, your lips now a perfect shade of red, and immediately caught Jeongin's eye. He smiled, eyes twinkling with amusement, as you approached. His hair was styled to perfection, a few loose strands falling over his forehead, adding a hint of casual elegance to his polished look, and looked like he had just stepped out of a fashion magazine. His presence was magnetic, and you couldn't help but feel a rush of pride and excitement knowing that this stunning man was yours.

"All freshened up?" he said smiling at you.

You nodded, giving him a little twirl to show off your look. "Had to make sure I look my best for my handsome boyfriend."

Jeongin's gaze traveled over you, taking in every detail. The long, elegant dress you wore clung to your curves in all the right places, the deep emerald fabric shimmering under the ballroom lights. The dress had two daring slits up the sides, revealing tantalizing glimpses of your legs as you moved. The neckline was sophisticated yet alluring, framing your collarbones and drawing attention to the delicate necklace you wore. You looked absolutely stunning, and Jeongin's admiration was evident in his eyes.

"You look incredible," he murmured, his voice filled with genuine awe. His hand found its way to your waist, pulling you a little closer. "Absolutely breathtaking."

You leaned in, a playful smile on your lips, and pressed a soft, innocent kiss to his lips. "And you look incredibly handsome," you whispered, your breath warm against his.

You take this opportunity to slip your underwear into his coat.

By accident, of course.

Jeongin felt the soft material and looked down. Instantly, his cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, and he glanced around anxiously, hoping no one had noticed

"What is this?" Jeongin murmured, feeling the soft material between his fingers.

You glanced up at him with exaggerated innocence in your eyes. "I don't know, Jeongin," you replied with faux sweetness. A smirk curled at the corners of your lips as you tilted your head slightly. "Why don't you find out?" you suggested, your tone intentionally bratty, relishing in teasing him

His hand tightened on your waist, and he stole another quick kiss before pulling back, a slightly dazed expression on his face. "You're gonna kill me, y/n," he murmured, his voice low and husky.

You gave him a coy look. All you wanted was a little bit of attention from him instead of having it all focused on the event.

But instead, he just gave you a playful scolding and then smoothly excused himself to mingle with someone else.

Rolling your eyes, you sighed inwardly, feeling a mixture of irritation and amusement. It seemed like Jeongin was determined to play by the rules tonight, even if it meant ignoring your playful antics.

Oh, well.

There were plenty of other ways to have fun and grab attention tonight.

With a sly smile, you sauntered onto the dance floor, your eyes scanning the room until they locked onto Jeongin. He was engaged in conversation with a group of people, his attention fully absorbed by the discussion. As the lively music filled the air, you spotted someone who seemed equally eager to let loose and have a good time, and you didn't hesitate to join them, seamlessly blending into the rhythm of the music.

As you danced with the stranger, you couldn't help but steal glances at Jeongin, who seemed increasingly agitated by your behavior. His brows furrowed, and his jaw clenched as he watched you, his usual calm demeanor replaced by a simmering frustration.

With each flirtatious move you made, Jeongin's anger seemed to grow, his grip tightening on his drink as he struggled to maintain his composure. Finally, unable to contain his emotions any longer, he abruptly excused himself from the group he was talking to and strode purposefully towards you.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" Jeongin's voice cut through the music, his tone a mixture of frustration and concern.

"What? I'm just dancing," you replied innocently, a playful glint in your eyes.

"Y/N, you're causing a scene. This is an important event. Behave," he urged, his voice firm.

"Make me," you challenged, intensifying your movements with a mischievous grin.

Jeongin's expression darkened, and he leaned in close, his breath warm against your ear. "If you don't behave, I'll have to punish you," he whispered, his tone laced with warning.

"Promise?" you teased, enjoying the thrill of pushing his buttons.

He shot you a stern look, his gaze piercing. "Behave, Y/N," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.

You just smiled and continued dancing, making sure to rub your ass against him a little extra.

You had no intention of behaving. Not when the prospect of a punishment was so tempting.

You suddenly felt Jeongin's presence disappear, glancing around to see him heading in the direction of the bathroom. Confused and a bit concerned, you were left standing alone on the dance floor, surrounded by swirling couples and soft music. 

Deciding to leave the dance floor, you stepped to the side, your mind racing. You couldn't help but wonder if you'd inadvertently made him mad. As you reached a quieter corner, you pulled out your phone, hoping for some clue to his sudden departure. Your screen lit up with a notification— a message from Jeongin.

'you still want to misbehave?'

You opened it quickly and saw a photo of him in the bathroom mirror, holding a condom in his mouth.

Your heart skipped a beat, and a wave of heat hit your core. You looked around the ballroom, making sure no one was looking, as your mind was raced with possibilities. The next thing you knew, you were pushing open the door to the bathroom.

The bathroom was big, with stalls and a large, ornate mirror above the sink. You locked the door behind you, your heart pounding with anticipation.

It was empty except for Jeongin, who was leaning against the sink.

He was standing there, his pants already unbuttoned and unzipped. He had a condom in his hand and a stern look on his face.

"So you decide to be a fucking brat. The one day I need you to behave," he said, walking towards you, his eyes dark and filled with desire.

You knew what was coming, and while your heart raced with fear, you couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement at the thought of being punished by him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't do it again," you said, backing up into the sink.

"I don't think you are," he said, walking towards you. He pulled you and pushed your hips into the sink, his hands firmly grasping your waist. His fingers dug into the soft flesh beneath your dress, pulling it to the side, revealing your round, peachy ass. You let out a small gasp, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he exposed you for his punishment. 

"You just wanted attention, didn't you" Jeongin growled, his voice low and menacing. "I've had enough of your games. It's time for you to learn your lesson."

His hand came down swiftly, landing with a loud smack against your bare skin. You yelped in surprise.

"I j-just wanted to-" You began.

“Did I say you could speak?” He said in a stern tone, earning you another hard smack. You nodded feverishly. He continued, each strike harder than the last, each one leaving a fiery imprint on your delicate flesh.  Your eyes welling up with tears as the sting of his punishment echoed through the room.

As Jeongin's punishment came to an end, he pushed you to your knees, forcing you to look up at him with wide, frightened eyes. His pants fell to the floor, revealing his hard, throbbing cock that stood at attention, eager for your mouth. 

"Is this what you wanted, slut? To be on your knees for me?"  You nodded frantically at him, your eyes full of lust and longing. You could feel the heat rising between your thighs as you wrapped your lips around his shaft. His hands tangled in your hair, guiding you as you took him deeper into your throat, swallowing his length with each stroke.

His moans were quietly as he was determined to not let you know how good you made him feel, But you could feel his grip on your hair tighten as he thrust deeper into your mouth. You could feel the saliva dripping down your chin. He began to fuck your mouth roughly, his cock sliding in and out of your throat with each thrust. You choked around his cock, tears pricking your eyes as his tip hit the back of your throat continuously.

"Speak now brat..... Come on. I can't hear you." He thrusted harder and harder into you. You felt his cock twitch in your mouth, his cum spurting into your throat. You swallowed, wanting to avoid any more punishments.

He pulled you to your feet, his eyes blazing with lust. He turned you around, pressing you against the cold, porcelain sink once again. Your chest heaved with anticipation, your nipples hardening at the thought of his cock inside you.

"Beg for my cock." He stated. You were caught off guard by his request, and for a moment you were silent. "You want it? Beg for it," he commanded once again

"Please, Jeongin," you whimpered, your voice quiet.

"I'm sorry what was that? I cant hear you", He said taking a step closer.

"Please, fuck me, I need your cock inside me." You cry out.

"You're such a dirty little slut," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "I can't believe you're begging for my cock."

"Please," you moaned again "I need you to fuck me, please, fuck me hard."

Jeongin reached for the condom he had left on the sink and slid it onto his throbbing member. He positioned himself behind you, his hands gripping your waist as he prepared to take you.You let out a soft sigh, your eyes closed as you felt his cock pressing against your slick entrance.

"You're so wet, you dirty little slut," he murmured, his cock sliding around your entrance. "You're desperate for my cock, aren't you?"

You moaned and bit your lip.

"Tell me how much you want my cock," he commanded, his voice a low growl.

"Fuck me.... please. I need you," you say, whining.

Without warning, Jeongin thrust into you, filling you completely with his thick, hard length. You cried out, your voice echoing through the room as he began to pump into you with long, powerful strokes. 

Your cries of pleasure grew louder with each thrust, your body trembling with desire as he claimed you as his own. Jeongin's hands roamed your body, his fingers digging into your hips as he fucked you with wild abandon.

"That's it, you little whore," he growled, his hips thrusting forward. "Take my cock." The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, accompanied by your moans of pleasure and his growls of satisfaction. 

"Yes, J-Jeongin," you moaned, you body trembling with pleasure. "Fuck me harder, please, fuck me harder."

"Oh? Are you telling me what to do?" You nodded your head 'no' frantically not wanting him to stop.

Jeongin reached around, his fingers finding you sensitive clit. He began to circle it, applying just the right amount of pressure to send you over the edge. You cried out, your body trembling uncontrollably.

Your eyes were starting to become glossy. You began to clench around his cock. You could barely form a coherent response, only able to focus on the cock that was fucking you so well and dumb and the obscene sounds of you wetness coating his length. Jeongin continued to fuck you, his pace quickening as he felt his own release approaching. He thrust into you one final time, his cock twitching as he filled the condom with his hot, sticky cum. 

Just as you were a bout to reach your climax, your pussy clenching around his cock, Jeongin pulled out of you. you moaned loudly, your hips bucking against the air.

"No... No... No. please," you whined, your body trembling with need.

"No.. No. I only let good girls cum on my cock." You whimpered, your eyes pleading with him to continue.

You felt a surge of desperation, your heart pounding in your chest. "I promise, I'm a good girl," you insisted, your voice softening as you looked up at him with wide, pleading eyes. The atmosphere between you grew thick with tension, the air crackling with a mix of challenge and desire.

Jeongin's eyes darkened, a smirk playing on his lips as he studied your expression. He reached out, his fingers gently tracing your jawline, sending shivers down your spine. "Oh, really?" he murmured, his voice low and filled with a dangerous edge. "And what makes you think you've been a good girl?"

Your breath hitched as his fingers continued their slow, deliberate path along your skin. "I promise," you repeated, your voice barely a whisper. "I'll be good. Just, please..."

Jeongin's smirk widened, and he leaned in closer, his breath hot against your ear. "You want to cum?"

You nodded frantically hoping he would fuck you again.

"Play with yourself then." He said taking a step back from you. He discarded the used condom in the nearby trash can and pulled up his pants.

You were caught off guard by Jeongin's request and hesitated for a moment. He had never denied your orgasm before. But the desire in your eyes and the heat between your legs was too much to resist.

"Dont make me repeat myself." He said. You began to touch herself, her fingers exploring your pussy as Jeongin watched intently.

"That's it, baby," Jeongin murmured, his voice low and seductive. "Play with your pussy for me. Make yourself cum."

You increased the pressure, your fingers sliding along your clit and into your wetness. You stuck two fingers into yourself, moaning from the sensation. Your fingers moved faster, your breath coming in short, ragged gasps. You could feel the tension building inside you, the pleasure growing more intense with each passing moment. Jeongin, seeing you on the brink of climax, whispered dirty words into her ear, pushing her closer to the edge.

"Cum for me, baby. Cum hard on your fingers. I want to see you cum."

Your eyes squeezed shut, your body tensing as you reached the peak of pleasure. With one final thrust of your fingers, you cried out, your body trembling with the force of your orgasm.

"I hope you've learned your lesson, brat," he whispered, his tone both mocking and affectionate.

Before you could respond, he turned and walked away, leaving you alone in the room. The door clicked shut behind him, and you were left standing there, heart racing and mind whirling with a flood of emotions.

With trembling hands, you cleaned yourself up and smoothed out the fabric of your dress, adjusting it to sit just right. A quick glance in the mirror reassured you that your makeup hadn't smudged, but your cheeks were flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure.

Gathering your composure, you made your way to the door, determined to follow Jeongin.

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[binniesbooks]

hi fayebae, heres the next one for hyuka! (Cos i just saw a clip of hyuka with his new black hair n in a black shirt, and its like cos now hyuka is buff buff, i was thinking mayb smth abt his chest? hyuka x reader!

basically reader is bffs with tubatu, but well hyuka has a crush on reader! reader has mentioned before that her type is men who exercises and have big titties(if u read my tyun pillow fic you would know what i mean🤭)

whenever reader is around tubatu, she will never fail to mention abt how tyuns chest is getting bigger and will joke abt how he should drop his workout routine. But hyuka didnt take it as a joke, so he actually asked tyun for help on building his titties. So after few mths of training, reader finally notices that hyuka’s titties are growing and that sends her on a conflicting journey, because shes never seen hyuka in that way before. But thanks to his titties now reader is looking in hyuka’s way…

trying to play it off cool and not freak out, reader jokes and asked whether hyuka’s builded chest was meant for her, and well hyuka told her the truth and agreed. which she was stunned(this is clearly inspired cos of that gym pic of hyuka n his chest ofc)

things escalated and well now reader is riding hyuka, hands on his big titties as support (smut: tittie play(reader sucks on hyukas nipples, hyuka does the same for reader, tittie fuck, hyuka asking reader to sit on his face , idk what else but please include as much as u want, these are just my ideas of ehat could happen hehe)

hopefully this is good🥺 love u my love💗(once again do this after ur yj fic if u want unless ure hit with inspiration again😭) i’ll come back soon, kith kith💋

• GAINS AND GLORY

HK 002 .F22 2024

wc 3.3k

pairings buff!hyuka x reader

warnings tits play (both ends receiving), multiple marking (scratching and hickeys), unprotected sex, creampie, manhandling (+ anything I've missed)

faye's note the asks be rotting on my inbox, I'm sorry omg 😭 but here it is, coz they're hunting me at my FYP AHAHAHA! Although I see Kai as a softie (the reason why I still incorporated fluff elements in this fic), I think I still love this one, omg! For tho who are waiting for Hyuka's fic, I present to you, Gains and Glory! Please enjoy! 🙂‍↕️

"How is that even possible? Are you cheating? You're most probably cheating!" You frowned after being beaten for the nth time by Taehyun in the game you're playing. Taehyun proceeded to flex both of his arms and laughed at you.

"I don't wanna play with you anymore!" you complained, "Kai! Come here, come play the game with me instead! I don't wanna play with Taehyun anymore!" You called for Kai and the youngest scrambled towards the couch you were sitting on.

"Give the controller to Hyuka, I hate you." You pouted at Taehyun. Taehyun handed the controller to Hyuka and he attacked you with tickles.

"Soobin! Can you grab this man? Wait -- wait!" He was tickling you so much and you were thrashing around causing him to flex his muscles.

You have been friends with the five of them. Despite their very busy schedule, they always find time to at least spend a day with you. Or even a week if their schedules were a bit loose. Every weekend, you would find yourself in their dorm. Laughing, eating, playing, sleeping. Name anything that friends do, and you're sure you would have done it with them.

They never complained about having you around, if anything, they were thankful because, at least once a week, they could refresh their mind and unwind. And your favorite time? It was when you and Soobin baked cookies together. When you and Yeonjun stroll the streets to take some Instagrammable pictures. When you and Beomgyu spent time quietly - which was ironic because you two are the loudest when together - with arts; either painting or drawing. When you and Taehyun would watch exercise videos together, obviously with him exercising while you laze around, sprawled on the couch. And when you and Kai were together, you guys would end up shopping for plushies even though he had millions of them already.

Other people tend to look at you with judging eyes. They even talked about how you were giving the 'pick-me-girl vibe' which you and the guys often laughed about. You were their friend even before they debuted and your mind never wandered beyond being anything more than friends with them -- or so you thought, yeah.

"Back from the gym again?" You felt a presence behind you while you were cooking dinner. You didn't have to turn around to know who it was. The scent was enough for you to decipher who it was. The fresh soapy scent - because after his gym sessions, he would take a bath before coming home, and the mild smell of the mist he was using, you knew it was totally Taehyun.

"You know us so well that you can now tell who it is just by our scent huh." His head pops on your shoulder as he brushes his cheeks on yours, emitting a soft chuckle from you. "Tae, you're not beating the cat allegations again." "Hmm, don't care." He shrugs as he gives you a back hug. "Welcome back home, by the way," you answered.

Hugging them was the most intimate interaction you had with the guys. But the hugs were never sensual at all. They always just felt safe and at home whenever they melt in your embrace. They could feel all their stress and tension disappear just with a simple hug from you

Kai was humming while hugging his plushies when he stepped in the kitchen and saw you and Taehyun hugging. "Guys! Taehyun is hogging y/n to himself! It's not even hug time yeeeetttt!" Kai yelled causing every door in the house to burst open with resounding complains. "Hey, that's not fair!" Beomgyu pouts as he crosses his arms. "It's not hug time yet! This is so unfair!" Yeonjun tried to pry Taehyun's arms off you. "Y/n, stop hugging Taehyun before I throw your things out of our dorm." Soobin was pouting at you as he stomped his feet.

"Okay okay! I'll do it later then!" You laughed as you stopped hugging Taehyun and Yeonjun pulled him away from you. Taehyun even complained that he was just too tired from his gym session and needed a hug, only to be met with a plush that Kai threw.

"Dinner's not ready yet?" Kai sat on the chair not far from you cooking. "Almost done, Kai, go prepare the plates," you smiled.

Soobin and Beomgyu were the ones who were scheduled to wash the dishes. You thought that they shouldn't be scheduled at the same time because the soaps and bubbles would be spilling everywhere due to their bickering and playfulness. Kai, Taehyun, and Yeonjun were sitting on the couch with you, busy watching the TV, with Taehyun and Yeonjun being topless.

You were too used to the guys being half-naked around you. It was like a norm for you to be around so there was no use in making a fuss about it. They often remove their tops just because. Yup, no reason at all, they just do it.

You turned your head towards Taehyun, "You're working on your chest, aren't you?" you asked, noticing how big Taehyun's chest was and how they often looked bigger whenever he wore a tight-fitted shirt, which he nodded. "Are you finally coming to your senses and making a move on me just because I told you how I love men with big tiddies?"You teased and laughed heartily as he looked at you with the same disgusted expression he maintained throughout his life.

"Y/n, you know I love you and know how much I value our friendship, but if you want to keep being welcome here, please avoid saying things like that." And Yeonjun burst out laughing at Taehyun's answer. "You! My goodness!" you just rolled your eyes while still laughing.

"Why not drop your exercise routine? So Yeonjun can start working on his flat--" You were cut off with a pillow being thrown at you. "Yah! My chest is buffed too! They're not flat!" Yeonjun yelled at you.

Unknown to your eyes, Kai's ear perked up, and hugged himself as he felt his own body subtly. He looked over to Taehyun's chest and back to his own chest. He stayed silent, as he watched you guys.

"Hug time!" Kai yelled when the clock struck 10, and all of them gathered around you, lining up as they patiently waited for their turn. "Are you going to stay the night?" Yeonjun asked while taking his time hugging you. "Will do, I want to cook breakfast for you guys before your busy schedule starts again," you answered, he pulled away and mouthed goodnight and Soobin almost shoved him out of the way.

"I want some pancakes for breakfast," Soobin silently whispered as he hugged you tightly, almost covering you with his big frame. "Of course whatever you want, Binnie."

"Goodnight y/n, please rest well too." Beomgyu shortly commented as he hugged you and you hummed back.

"I love you but I think I should start hating you." Taehyun's disgusted look never faltered and you just pinched his cheeks while laughing.

All the other four were already heading to their rooms but Kai was still standing in front of you. You opened your arms for him as he slowly walked towards you, tightly clutching his plush in hand.

"What's wrong?" you asked as you sat up straight. Kai plopped down beside you and melted in your arms as he hid his flushed face which was unknown to you, into the crook of your neck. "Goodnight y/n," he simply whispered. "Sleep tight, Kai, I arranged your plushies earlier," you said as he stood up and walked towards his bedroom.

The next day, you wake up early to cook breakfast for them before they start their busy week again.

"We'll be busy with our upcoming comeback again," Soobin sighed as he poked the pancakes on his plate.

"Cheer up guys, you know I'll be here when your schedule is done." You tried to cheer them up and forced them to finish their breakfast before leaving.

4 months. For four months they were so busy that they weren't able to spend a day with you.

When you went back to their dorm, two guys were missing in action. "Where are the others?" you asked as you removed your shoes. All three heads snapped to where the voice had come from, only to find out that it was you.

"Y/n!" They all screamed almost in unison, as they rushed over to you, dropping everything they were currently doing.

You took a nap that afternoon while waiting for the other two to come back when you woke up to the unfamiliar yet familiar scent. Your eyes roamed around, and Kai and Taehyun caught your eyes. It seemed like they had just taken a bath a little while ago, given that their hair was still damp.

Kai noticed that you had just woken up so he cramped his big body lying down beside you on the couch. You chuckled and tried to push him away but he didn't budge.

When he sat up, you noticed how his shirt was sticking against his chest. "Wait a minute, I was only gone for a couple of months... What is this?" you questioned as you poked Kai's chest. Kai felt embarrassed to answer and scooted over to Taehyun. Taehyun answered for him instead, "He's been going to the gym with me. I don't know what has gotten into him though?"

You were in awe. Taehyun's chest was big but it looked like Kai's chest now was bigger. Especially considering that he had a bigger frame than Taehyun. In the past, Kai was so adamant about not going to the gym, he preferred cuddling with his plushies, telling the other guys that having a baby belly was cute, just like his soft plushies. But as you look at him more, it looks like he isn't the baby you used to know anymore, he has become buff. And only within just a few months at that.

That night, you were awfully silent. Your eyes kept on wandering back to Kai's chest, subtly, not wanting to be caught. Your mind couldn't help but wonder the reason behind Kai's new buffed-up body.

That same night, all of them went to bed earlier than usual. They just wanted to sleep longer. They claimed that their bed had missed them because, for four months, they weren't able to be in their dorm, nor sleep in their own rooms.

You, on the other hand, couldn't fall asleep. Suddenly the guest room felt so big and empty. You didn't know why but you kept on tossing and turning. At that moment, you heard footsteps that stopped right in front of your door. You immediately sat up, waiting for a knock on the door. Which it did. Someone had knocked thrice before pushing your door open. Only then did you realize that you probably forgot to lock it because you were spacing out too much.

The dim light from the hallway shone through the slightly opened door. "Hey, why are you still awake? Can't sleep?" You asked. He closed and locked the door behind him, the room now too dark for anything to be seen. He walked towards the window slightly opening the window, allowing a bluish-yellow light coming from the moon to penetrate throughout your room.

The bed dipped down at his weight, and he crawled up to you, burying his face in your neck, his body now, almost on top of you. "I...I missed you." He whispered, as he tightly hugged you.

"Kai..." You felt how his heart thumped harder the longer he hugged you. This was new. No one ever did this to you, not even when Yeonjun was sick when Soobin got his first breakup, when Beomgyu failed to win the art contest, and even when Taehyun wasn't allowed by their manager to flash his abs at their show. Kai's hug and whisper felt different. As if he was longing for something else.

"I missed you too, you surprised me." You answered when he pulled away. Only then did you finally see him, he wasn't wearing his shirt. You've never seen him topless before. But now he was, and he was right in front of you.

Maybe it was the heat of the moment, but your finger landed on his chest, gently tracing his buffed chest. "Did you, by chance, do this for me? Because you heard I want men with big tiddies?" you joked. But you were stunned when he nodded. "I actually d-did in fact do this for you, I wanted to surprise you since it's b-been four months since I last saw y-you," his voice was shaky as he spoke.

"I-i've been wanting to tell you this y/n, but I just couldn't bring myself to s-say it. Not until now." Kai's face was so close to yours that you could inhale his minty breaths.

You wanted to push him, but putting both of your hands on his chest felt like it might be crossing a line. You felt how hot his body was. The warmth of his body, radiating through his skin, felt electrifying to you.

"I know it's weird... But I couldn't help but have a little crush on you," he carefully whispered as if someone else was in the room to hear it. "One chance y/n, please give me one chance." His forehead now resting against yours, his eyes were filled with longing. The room was so thick with silence that you could hear him gulp.

"Y-you're lucky I'm into big g-guys like you," you squeaked, and your heart swelled at how a bright smile had crept onto his lips.

He placed his hand over yours, which was resting on his chest, and guided you to squeeze it. His soft strangled whimper sent a shiver down your spine.

The wind blew making the curtains on the window flutter and the hair on the back of Kai's neck to stand up. He finally propped himself with his two hands supporting his body as he leaned in closer to you. You ran your fingers to his perked-up nipples and your eyes watched closely at how he bit his lips and how his eyes fluttered.

"You're brave. Coming to this room without a shirt on, and confessing your love." You commented as you roll his nipples between your fingers. He gripped onto your sheets as you chuckled at how he was holding his moans back.

"We're downstairs, you can let out your moans. They won't be able to hear it." Your taunt got him opening his mouth as he let out all those muffled moans he had been holding back. His body trembled at your touch.

You slowly push him down as he keeps on backing up. You finally pushed him to lie down when his head could no longer lie on the bed. His head was now hanging off the edge, and it was making him dizzy with how his blood was rushing to his head while you were licking his nipple.

"Fuck!" He whimpered when you subtly bit his nipple. "Y/n..." He holds the back of your head as you continued sucking. His toes curled at your tongue, rolling and swirling around his nipple.

"To be honest, I've been thinking what could've been your reason for this, but turns out it was all because of me," you chuckled as you kissed the tip of his nose.

Your touch felt like fire over his body. His stomach swirling, his mind blurry. He never thought you'd give in to him.

You dipped your head down again as you littered his chest with splotchy red marks. Leaving some near his nipples, on his shoulder, and on his neck. Kai was a moaning mess under you as he kept on trying to hold his head up, but was always failing. His moans and the rustling of the sheets filled the room.

Since he was being discreet with his moans, you decided to catch him off guard and grind on him. His moans became high pitched and more slutty. You chuckled, the cute guy you often care about was now a totally different guy underneath you.

You felt a wet patch on his sweats, "Did you just come?", you asked as you pulled away. "D-don't look!" Kai tried to stop you but it was too late. You ran your fingers on the wet bulge of his pants. "Kai, you're naughty," you commented, and he only answered with a whimper.

He sat down and pushed you down, to hover above you. "Not fair," he pouted and lifted your shirt over your chest.

"Kai, I swear if you do what I di-" you weren't able to finish your sentence. His mouth was now on your boobs, sucking on your nipples, rolling his tongue again and again. "K-kai.. Kai..." Your breathing was unstable as you squirmed, and you kept on chanting his name along with whines and whimpers.

Just like how you did for him, he also littered your chest, neck, and shoulder with love bites, he was now smiling at how they looked under the moonlight from the window.

"Pretty," he smiled and crashed his lips over yours. The kiss was hot. It wasn't sloppy but it felt eager.

Kai pulled back, sat down and pulled you onto his lap. Your left hand was on your back as he held it with his left hand. You couldn't move, you could only clutch on his hair with your free hand, and nothing else. His right hand was rubbing your clothed ass, lifting the skirt to play with your skin.

"I'm sure hug time w-was n-never like this, fuck," you pulled him closer as your nails dug into his bare back. Kai winced at the scratching pain on his back as you drag your nails down. He kept on feasting over your neck and played with your ass, continuously brushing his fingers on your skin.

When you started grinding again, you squealed when you felt a stinging pleasure on your ass, his hand probably left a mark on your skin. His big hard chest was pressing against yours. They felt hard and soft at the same time. You wanted to play with his nipples but with your position, you couldn't do anything.

He pulled his sweats down to his thighs and slipped inside you with ease. You're too wet for him.

"Wow, you're taking me whole, y/n." Kai was big, you felt him stretch you out, but you were too wet that he could just slip into you with so much ease.

"F-fuck I feel s-so full," you can feel him arranging your guts with his huge cock. You can't help but move your hips wanting to immediately feel the pleasurable feeling of his cock inside you.

"P-pull out okay? I'm n-not on any birth control, you j-just slid i-in w-without a condom," you added. "Sorry, I got t-too excited. Your pussy feels so warm and soft. Makes me wanna cum inside you."

"K-kai!" You warned him, he only chuckled at you.

He started to thrust slowly, while you were still trapped in the position he put you into.

His slow thrust becomes more sloppy as you keep on moaning into his ears. Your moans kept stirring something in him, it made him wanna cum inside you even more.

"K-kai please, I'm c-close." You whined as you scratched his back.

"W-wanna cum inside you, y/n. Wanna cum s-so bad." His thrusts get stronger which made your boobs bounce which caused them to brush against his nipples, making him more aroused.

Maybe you were just too drunk on his cock that you unconsciously nodded at him and chanted 'yes' multiple times.

"I'm g-gonna cum!" you squeaked as you tangled your fingers in his hair. You felt a warm liquid being spilled inside you the moment you came as Kai pants with you. His forehead now resting on your shoulders with his mouth open. You wanted to complain that he came inside even when you told him not to, but it just felt so good that you chose to collapse onto his arms instead.

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[jaggedamethyst]

circuit breaker 🔬🌌 (part twelve)

tutor!jayce talis x reader, ekko x reader college au

content: you and jayce prepare for your midterm retake

notes: 18+ smut, minors dni, praise, orgasm denial, protected sex (wrap that up every time idk), cockwarming if you squint bc why not, slight brat taming(??), angst, fluff, science mentions, obligatory cliffhanger (not proofread, i will check it later! just want to update asap!!)

ps. only a few more chapters left!! i planned it all out and im actually so sad to be done with them soon.

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“So it says here that your retake is an average of your first and newest grade,” Jayce skimmed the email from your professor, your laptop in his grasp. He looked over at you, “So you need the best grade you can possibly get for them to even out, ‘kay?” 

A huff escaped you, “Yup, got it.” 

He sat up from the bed and leveled with your eye line. Hands clasped your shoulders, reminding you just how large his hands were.

He reassured you. “Don’t worry. You got this. Plus—you got me this time.” 

You giggled and shrugged his hands off, “Oh please. I could solve any of these problems without you right fucking now.” You gestured toward the papers thrown across your bed. 

“Oh is that right?” 

“Absolutely.” You folded your arms and looked at Jayce expectantly. 

“Okay, then.” He grabbed a scrap piece of paper, drawing a makeshift circuit diagram. He took his time, adding and erasing figures to try and trick you, only to check his work with a smile. He held the answer in his mind, ready to accept an answer in watts or volts. 

You grabbed the paper as soon as he held it out to you, a smile ghosting over your face at the recognition of his handwriting. It was a sort of comfort to you now, an unnamed font that increased in significance with every session you had. 

He sat watching you solve the problem, mostly staring at the minuscule details of your face as you tackled the many nuances of the circuit. It was complex and he knew it. To him, all of this would be worth it if in moments like these you could come up with the correct answer. It meant that he’d inherently done a good job, that he didn’t fail at this. He swore to himself that everyday he would be the best version of Jayce that he could be—for his mom, for himself, for his friends…for you. 

The feeling was overwhelming, building in him like a circuit fuse ready to pop. Life for him was constantly flipping switches, observing what he’d let go awry and fry his own internal circuit breaker. In one moment he was so bogged down by his own aspirations, the next the need to be everything his mom needed him to be. It made sense, then, that he was never operating at the fullest capacity he could be…a switch was always off, he was always exhausted. His thoughts of you would always seemingly be last, Jayce only acknowledging them in the quiet hours of the night when there was nothing else to be done, no other calculations to check. He hated that, you deserved better. 

A giggle from you broke the thought, “Done!”

“Let me see-“ He snatched your work, “That was way too fast.” 

He kept his face still, exaggerating his gaze while he checked over your work. He was admittedly stunned; you had the right answer and all the accompanying work was right. There were lingering marks of other notes, ones you erased as you remembered his advice…to check your work. He let a hand trail up the page, a finger gliding over where yours had been moments prior. 

He smiled, finally, “You did great.” He looked up and made eye contact, “This is amazing.” 

You scoffed, feeling an embarrassed tingle at how sincere he was. “Please—it’s nothing.” You shook your head, breaking the eye contact. 

“Hey-“ he grasped your face, bending his neck to meet your eyes with his. “What did we say about giving yourself more credit? Hm?” 

You didn’t speak, just shook your head more in an attempt to shrug him away. He didn’t let go, pulling you in for a quick peck on your lips. When he pulled away, he kept the distance small, letting you finally look at him. The sensation grounded you—Jayce always could. 

You were first to lean in again. Chasing the feeling of him again felt so routine to you now. You couldn’t be in his presence without waiting to be wrapped up in every part of him. You yearned for the smell of him, lingering wood shavings in his clothes, and the feeling of security simply because of his existence. 

He fell into you without thinking, letting his hands roam around your body as he nipped at your lips. He wanted to have you always, discarding the idea of holding you sweetly in lieu of his constant desire to feel you. He thought about this for so long, even held himself back last time. He wanted to be in you, to connect in a way nobody else could, not when he felt like this. 

He broke the kiss to speak, “Take off your pants.” 

You let a hand trail down without breaking the kiss. Your eyes opened in anticipation, needing to see his face as you rubbed over the hardened length in his sweatpants. 

Letting out a breath, you spoke between pumps into him. “If you need me that bad why don’t you take ‘em off? Hm?” 

“God,” his brows pressed together, forehead wrinkling with them. 

He didn’t let another moment pass, first shifting to free himself before moving to you. It wasn’t slow or seductive—not at all measured. It was fast, in fact, fueled by his recurrent thoughts of you. 

He pushed you back, letting a finger trail over your building wetness before slipping two into you. You were immediately pulled back to the day before, the strength of his hands pushing in and out of you. Joyce’s hands were rough, calloused by the amount of work he did with them. He used that to his advantage and let the palm of his hand add to the friction. You were inching toward him, feeling that familiar knot in you already. He could tell, and pulled away. 

“Jayce-“ 

“Shhh, not yet.” He quelled your whines, already using the mix of you and him to lather himself up over a condom. He groaned at the thought, that this was only a precursor to what he’d feel in mere seconds. “Gonna make you feel good, okay?” 

You nodded, biting your lip now. “Mhm.” 

“I just need you to do something for me, okay?” He motioned for you to slide closer to the edge of the bed, grabbing your legs. He angled himself just right to allow an inch of him inside you. He was sensitive, letting out a hiss at the way you were gripping him already. Through bated breath he continued, “Need you to say you’re proud of yourself, something positive.” 

“You’re not serious-“ 

He cut you off, sliding in deeper, “Extremely.” 

“Jayce, I’m not, fuck.” He started to move in and out of you slowly, kneading the skin at your thighs. “I can’t—not like this.” You could hardly breathe and he was only part way into you, bracing you for his full length yet simultaneously leaving you internally needing more. 

“Go ahead,” he pushed the creases out of your forehead. The tip of him was hitting your walls at an angle, pressing a spot that had your eyes rolling back. He tapped your face lightly, “Hey, look at me.” 

You did. It was difficult—watching him pull in and out of you at a torturous pace. His stare was almost one of pity, that you couldn’t form a sentence. It didn’t deter him, only let him savor this for so much longer. 

“I-I,” your voice trailed off at another inch of him. “Fuck…I’m proud of myself!” It came out rushed, almost under your breath but at a squeak that satisfied the man. 

“You should be,” he let himself slip in completely now, even gasping at the way his balls now hit your skin over and over. “You should be so proud of yourself, you’re taking me so well, sweetheart.” 

You sat up a bit at that, needing him even more now. “Come here.” You grasped at his back, pulling him flush with you. 

You were completely wrapped up now, Jayce’s hands falling behind you and hugging you like he never wanted to separate. You writhed into him, matching his slow pace. It was sweet, the way he tended to you—forcing whimpers from you every second. It was so different from the way it started, the rushed way he ripped off your pants. Jayce admittedly knew this was more, that he’d never been this slow or intentional with anyone. 

You shook a bit, letting him know you wouldn’t last much longer. That broke his pace, making him sit up to remove his shirt—now fully naked. You moved to do the same, the unspoken need to be completely bare when this was over took control. He went to hold you again, a feel he didn’t know he needed. The sheen of sweat on you both slipped against each other, allowing for an added sensation on your chest. 

He let himself fall to your shoulder, nestling into your neck. His moans in your ear spurred you on, snapping into Jayce. He kept going, letting the after shocks tumble from you as he came too. It was a unique feeling, to feel so strongly at the same time. It was unspoken—but you both could tell. 

He stayed in you, brushing over your face. “I should probably get Mel a thank you card or something.” 

Over the next 36 hours you two stayed that way, enamored with one another and using every moment that you weren’t studying to tear each other apart. It was messy but mandatory, something that had to happen. 

Eventually, you found yourself at the retake. The sight of several other students there made you feel better. You’d been hard on yourself—discouraged by the failure. 

You moved through the questions, checking and rechecking your work. You recalled all Jayce told you, even some of your own funny quips from your sessions. It let you smile, easing your mind. 

After some time, you were done. This was different; you wouldn’t get the results but rather the average uploaded directly to the grade book. It worried you, inherently, not knowing what you got. All you could do was imagine the possibilities, what you did wrong. 

All of that was silenced when you saw Jayce. He’d walked and waited for you, supportive the entire time. 

“How’d it go?” 

“Not sure, I think I did alright?” 

He arched a brow at that, not liking your answer. “What was that?” 

You huffed, smiling now. “I did good.” You started to walk away from your class and out of the building.

He pivoted on his feet to move for the door, opening it for you. “Damn right you did.” 

Leaving the building with Jayce on your trail was a new sensation you admittedly enjoyed—even more so after your retake. You felt his arm on you, then a quick but firm kiss to your temple before he pulled away. It was new, unlike any exchanges you had before. It was almost too real. 

The sound of your name had a similar impact, making your stomach turn. 

“Ekko?” You knew before you even looked. You lowered your head, acknowledging how this must look. 

Ekko pushed off the wall, seemingly also waiting for you. “I heard there were retakes, figured you’d need support.” He looked between you and Jayce, “Looks like you have that already.” 

“Ekko-“ 

“You two together now or something?” 

“No,” it came out harsher than you intended. You let yourself glance at Jayce, his expression unreadable. You simply shook your head as Ekko continued. 

“So we kiss and then you just what? You run into his arms?” 

Jayce interjected, looking at your stunned face. “Wait let’s just-“ 

“I’m not talking to you.” 

All of you stilled, remembering Jayce and Ekko’s first real run-in with each other…how quickly it had turned sour. 

You whispered, reverting into a shell you hadn’t been in for so long. “It’s not like that, Ekko.” 

“Of course it is. You’re the most fickle person I know.” 

“Okay,” Jayce stepped half in front of you and glanced back again to see your frozen figure. “You should stop, you’re embarrassing yourself.” 

“Me? No, I think whatever this is,” he motioned between you, “That’s embarrassing.” He walked away without another word. 

The silence between you was deafening. It was filled with so many emotions that you couldn’t pinpoint which one was the most indicative of your feelings right now. You swallowed, looking up at Jayce’s back just as he turned to you. His face was one of defense. It was brick, a protective layer there to give you the support you needed. Quickly it turned, though. At the flip of a switch he was confused, saddened. Your face searched his, confused at his mood change. 

He looked at you seriously. “You kissed him?” 

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[taesanluv3r]

chronicles of an overly in-love woonhak.

kim woonhak x reader

entirely in woonhak's pov (he's just yapping to himself the whole time), this is so dumb n stupid but i think it's silly cute idk 😓 cuss words!! lowercase intended, pls excuse any spelling mistakes / grammatical errors <3 enjoy :3

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"relax woonhak, it's not that hard"

all i needed to do was make a move. seriously, how hard could it be? i mean it was easy to help riwoo make a move on the girl he liked, so why would it be hard for me to make a move on someone myself?

but of course, the difference was that riwoo was hitting on someone random from his dance class while i, little pathetic old kim woonhak, just had to have a crush on the ever-so untouchable, and insanely stunning…

yn fucking ln.

i mean she's like- way way way out of my league, right? the other day i confided in taesan, i always talk to him when i feel lost...well only when i'm lost in the thoughts of her. that's only cause she's rather close to him, they're like siblings who aren't related at all- i think it's pretty sweet. otherwise, i wouldn't ever confide in that menace.

but he knows her very well, and he knows me very well, it's the perfect combination. anyways, i told him about my feelings for her, how she absolutely drove me insane. i mean who wouldn't go insane? she's just so effortlessly...her, in a good way, of course. god nothing bad about her would ever come out of my mouth...she's just perfect.

okay maybe I'm lying, she can be a little stubborn and bitchy sometimes...but that's just another thing I can go on and on and on talking about. i'm always talking about her.

taesan laughed at me, he told me i was oblivious and delusional if i couldn't see that she felt the exact same way. i mean can you believe that? she feels the same?! about me?! about kim woonhak?!

i don't believe it for a second...okay, i lied again. the statement did fuel my stomach up with butterflies and make my head spin and cheeks flush and all that…jazz.

and then he said one thing, the one thing that's making me think about everything all over again.

"if you love her so much, make a move!"

and so now here i am, sitting in bed at one o' clock in the morning. only eight hours until i have to go to school. which means that i only have eight hours to construct the most perfect plan to finally make my move. i mean how hard could it be? it's just like chess! not that i'm good at chess, i actually kinda suck at it…

"ugh cut it out woonhak, you're wasting your time!"

she probably doesn't even like me back. maybe she's just as nice as she is to me with everyone else. and surely that drawing she made me was just a friendly gift! and of course the poems she sent me were probably drafts for someone else…though she did send one with my name in it once…

wait.

wait a fucking minute.

SHE PROBABLY DOES LIKE ME BACK?!

OKAY, okay calm down woonhak. no need to get your hopes up too unecessarily high…

this does give me confidence though, just keep thinking positively and make your move at school FIRST THING IN THE MORNING!

"i got this!"

maybe i lied a little to my reflection in the mirror whilst getting ready for school this morning. cause she was right there when i arrived, alone and ready for me to go tell her I love her, but fear got the best of me…as per usual.

so now i'm here, in fucking science class having to listen to professor lee rant about whatever problem he had with lamarck's theory as opposed to darwin's. interesting one though, i know yn has a real interest in the theory of evolution and just about everything else biology related- maybe not plant biology, she didn't look too happy when we were told we're gonna study plant science next week.

just as i started thinking about her all over again, a piece of paper struck my head from behind. it landed in between my back and my chair, not very comfortable. i turned to reach for it, checking out whoever threw it at me as i did so.

yn ln shoots her unique smile at me, her lips tilting crookedly. she never smiled with her teeth because she doesn't quite like how it looks. i strongly disagree, i think it's adorable when her uneven fangs show, it's just another peculiar thing i get to love about her.

i stare too long, too long that she has to raise her eyebrows to remind me of the paper i was supposed to retrieve from behind me and read. my cheeks were probably redder than the ripest of strawberries- ironically, her favourite fruit.

the page was off-white, a cute rilakkuma print bordering the lined-sheet…classic yn ln and her cutesy stationary. i couldn't help but smile as i opened it to find her neat, yet absurdly tiny handwriting.

i admired it for a second, not quite reading the actual note just yet, but once i did…

the ink was pink, one of the gel-pens she usually used to write her overly pretty notes for literature. and the words she scribbled on the page were simple. well, as simple as such a complex and interesting girl like her could ever get.

"hi woonhak, i like you. like a lot. see you under the bleachers at lunch. :) <3 ★"

not even a question. if it weren't for the doodles of hearts, smiley faces, and stars all over the note i would've deemed it a threat.

another lie. i should stop lying. she could tell me to throw myself off a cliff or threaten me with a knife and i'd still be flustered and in love.

the lunch bell came a lot sooner than i calculated. perhaps my brain had been overstimulated by the test i had just finished, or maybe time is just that unpredictable when you're anxious.

i desperately needed to piss- another lie that i told myself to postpone the possible embarrassment i might encounter with my crush under the bleachers today. fuck. why am i so nervous?

i decided it's best to just YOLO and speed over to her usual spot under the bleachers. what's the worst that could happen? you know...besides her revealing it was all a prank and then totally making fun of me!!!!!!! ha ha...ha...

i'm cooked.

she was already there, a slight worry on her face as if she had been waiting and wondering where i had been. i was about to mutter an apology for being late, saying i needed to go to the bathroom and such but she didn't let me talk.

"i know you like me, woonhak"

at this point i was shitting sweat.

"um-"

i was interrupted.

"you took too long to say anything and frankly, i got impatient. cause i like you too- like- a lot. lol"

lol, she ended every serious sentence with that abbreviation to lighten the mood- cute.

all i could do was chuckle in relief.

"can we kiss now?"

she asks, her words coming out a little stale and hasty, but sweet. in a way that made my heart break and melt into bits and pieces. who am i kidding though, she does anything and i'll melt into bits and pieces.

"yeah-"

her lips halted my chatter. she tastes like an odd mixture of banana milk and…honey garlic fried chicken- but it tasted kind of good...?

remind me to ask her where she got her lunch from cause...damn.

the kiss lasted longer than i would've earlier expected, her hands were in my hair and mine held her waist. i had to bend down a little, she's not that short but she's definitely not tall. not as tall as me, that is.

alas we seperated. she giggled softly and i can see a faint pink tint brushed against her cheeks as she caught her breath. then she looked up at me, with the most precious set of eyes. it didn't last long as her complexion changed completely in a matter of seconds before these words left her mouth:

"ask me out, loser"

and that's just the push i needed.

"yn ln, be my girlfriend and take me to whatever place you got the fried chicken your lips tasted like!"

she giggled again- i swear a braincell of mine disappears every time she so much as smiled- stepping forward to hug me, which i happily accepted by the way…she smells good. she smells like a...fresh...teddy bear? yeah.

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"i can't believe you actually like me back" i blurted out, watching as she stuck a chicken wing into her mouth. the sauce got on her face and i helped her wipe it off like the gentleman that i am.

"and i can't believe you confided in taesan, of all people!" her words were muffled as she chewed.

"whatever babe, now why don't you eat first and talk later"

she almost chokes as she stares at me with this bewildered look on her face. how could a person be so adorable? like? this???? this cutie??? SHES my girlfriend???!!!???

she speaks with half a drumstick in her mouth and her eyes were opened wide.

"DID YOU JUST CALL ME BABE?!"

lol.

the end.

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LMAOOO idek wht i was going for in this one 😭 i pulled this straight out of my drafts tbh </3 reblogs n feedbacks r vv appreciated!! love u tysm for reading. love, kona.

[2knightt]

Hii! Idk if you’ve gotten this req before, but can you do the gang with an artist s/o? Thanks:)

↳10-4, no switichin’ sides!₊˚✧

—IN WHICH, the gang dates an artist s/o!

Johnny Cade ;

he loves watching you draw omfg.

he thinks your process is so cool!!!

tries to draw with you, but he gives up in the end and draws stick figures instead.

“what’re you drawin—oh.”

“i gave up, okay? don’t judge, y/n.”

if you draw him i think he’ll actually explode.

“whatchu drawin’ this time?”

“you.”

“what.”

he’s legit gonna be blushing so hard.

“re-really? can i see?”

“yeah.”

if you have a sketch book and theres pages full of him he might pass out.

he will pass out.

he’s just so flattered you’d draw him out of all people!

he doesn’t get it.

but, he loves your hobby so much and if you want to do it as a job one day, he’ll support you 110%.

Dallas Winston ;

doesn’t understand why you like art.

no matter how much you explain it to him, it’s like everything goes in one ear and out the other.

“plus, the finished product is always something gorgeous.”

“…i can do that if i take a picture, y/n.”

“yeah but, you don’t get that sense of pride.”

“i get that sense of pride when i beat the tar outta a kid. that pride don’t mean nothin’ to me.”

“…okay.”

if you draw him or he catches you drawing him, he’ll tease you so bad.

like actually, good luck bru.

“ouu, someones head over heels, huh?”

“a ‘good job,’ would also be nice, dal.”

“yeah, yeah. good job, sugar.”

if anyone else teases you about it? he’s onto them. they ain’t safe.

if you tell him like, anyone said anything bad about your art, he will go to jail for the 50th time.

he’s ready to go to jail for you, do not play with dallas.

if you want to make art your job, he still won’t get it, but he’ll let you because it makes you happy.

Ponyboy Curtis ;

when he finds out you’re an artist, he’s over the moon!

he’s so happy someone else can share his hobby :)!!

if you draw him something he likes, he’d probably hang it up in his room.

“i remember you saying that tiger lilies were your favourite flower, so, i drew it for you.”

“wow, y/n! this is really good!”

if you draw him, he will tear up.

he’s just so flattered you’d waste your talent on a guy with his looks.

“look, pony. i drew you! thought you looked real pretty in that lighting.”

“y/n…you didn’t have too.”

“but i wanted too! wai-wait are you crying?!”

“i’m jus—so happy.”

if you ask him for help, he will not sugarcoat shit. so, if you aren’t ready to hear the hard truth, i wouldn’t recommend asking him for help.

he will support you fully, no matter if you want art to be your life long passion or not.

Sodapop Curtis ;

thinks you’re the best artist out there, no joke.

he thinks you’re Picasso or something.

will not stop bragging about you.

literally, it’s all he talks about.

“dude, my partner does such good paintings. they’re beautiful!”

“i know, soda. it’s all you talk about.”

“so?”

if you draw him, he will show everybody.

“oh my glory, y/n! this is amazing!! i gotta show steve!”

“wai-wait, soda! it’s not finished!”

another one that will beat the shit out of anyone that bad mouths your art.

he isn’t afraid to sock someone in the mouth.

especially since it’s for you!

soda really wouldn’t understand if you wanted to art full time but he will be your #1 fan!

Darry Curtis ;

also..doesn’t get art..but he tries!

he thinks you doing art is fine but, why?

he’ll support you 110% you just, gotta explain to him.

“and also, because i just, love seeing the outcome after weeks or months of hardwork!”

“oh, makes sense.”

if you draw him something, he’ll fold it up and put it in his wallet.

he looks at it when he has free time at work and just smiles.

if you draw him, he might MIGHT just smile, teeth n all in front of the gang.

“this is, stunning, y/n.”

“yo, what the fuck?”

“holy shit, they made darry smile.”

“dude, go tell him your gay he’s in a good mood.”

“I’M NOT GAY, STEVE FUCK OFF!”

Steve Randle ;

he is obsessed with your works, oh my lord.

he will not stop looking at them if you give him one.

“wow.”

“is, is it good?”

“it’s wonderful!”

similar to his best friend, he also doesn’t shut up about you.

literally.

“and then they painted this cat and dog, and it’s so pretty.”

“you told me this, steve.”

“did i?”

he will not hesitate to throw hands in your name.

“ew.”

“what d’ya mean, ‘ew?’”

“i mean, ew. it’s just so ug—“

knocked out, on the floor.

Two-bit Matthews ;

he is so proud of you.

‘so proud,’ is an understatement, though.

he loves any and all of your artwork.

if he finds something from when you were 5, he’d still love it.

“i love the colours in this!”

“i made that in like 1st grade, two. what?”

“oh. it’s still super good!”

“did you just compare my work to a 1st graders?”

“…i ain’t mean it like that.”

another one who is willing to go to jail for you.

he will knock out a bitch for you.

he can, and he will.

if you draw him like mickey or something, he’ll love it forever.

“here. i know you like mickey mouse, so.”

“AHHH—this is amazing, y/n!!!”

he’s fangirling.

[5five5five5five5five5five]

Pls headcanons of a flirty dolores [human] and five .

Trying to forget "that season".

Denial stage activated.

Pls and thank you.

Good day/night.

OOOHH YES! but first i want to write a human Dolores of my own then we can get to the flirty stuff. * she is in her mid 30's and works as a librarian who LOVES books and is very smart and pretty and perfect.

she is MADDENINGLY in love with the Noir detective novel series " Five "max" Hargreeves and the Umbrella of Time. a long running series about a Old man who turns into a young man some times and solves crime with his dog Mr. pennycrumb. * she hated that when they turned the books into movies, they hired a actor that looked NOTHING like how she sees him in her head. Five looks like how she sees him in her head. she cant pinpoint why it bugs her so much. its just wrong. thats not him??? * one day well sorting books, she no clips into the backroom subways and gets stuck. idk how. s4 logic aka make shit up. but she thinks "what would Five do?" and copy his mapping and travel style. * and then they meet......Jesus my kinnie ass heart melts even thinking about it lol. * "five?!" "Delores?!.....are you..real this time....." "wait how do you know my name??....and yes i am very much real? are YOU?" "how do you know MY name?? and yes??" then they nervously chuckle and tell each other how they know each other. * they get a bit sad that the others Delores and five were not real and five admits he got the better end of the stick by being a cool book character....she didn't deserve to be just a......mannequin. but Delores reassures him that his life needed her and that's what gave it so much value. "and at least you got to physically hold me~ i just had....really embaressing art of you...." *Delores drawing him then she thinks he's not looking. she wishes he was a bit older but her self shipping ass is used to his age "powers" but knows this Five cant turn back. at least he's not 13 Five lol. *he's tried to explain his age situation a few times.... shes so understanding about it and five, for the first time, feels seen....and got does his face get red. she knows he's a old man. she loves him BECAUSE he's actually an old man. ANYWAY TO THE FLIRTY STUFF. MY BRAIN IS JUST ON FIRE WITH HUMAN DELORES. * they CAN NOT stop looking at each other. five feels so stupid being THIS flustered. its not his wife. he knows this. but god....shes so stunning. younger then his Delores but he doesn't mind. * she's taller then him no matter what. she was taller then him when he was old, young doesn't matter. shes a tall women and he loves that about her. *her always behind his shoulder correcting his math. and him huffing and admitting shes right. *she likes to head to him. he likes listening. hearing her voice with none of his own voice fused in is so refreshing. he would read his head in her lap and just relax for once in his life. *them slow dancing and mumbling soft words of comfort to each other. *she loves booping his nose. at first, it bits him because the handler used to but ends up finding it nice. its a trait she would have. *he loves watching her move. dance. walk. talk. shes in front of him. again, their eyes are glued to each other and its hard hard not to. just knowing their loves are real keeps them going. *that art meme of all the lovestruck chibis surrounding a very flustered person. that's Delores if she walked into the deli. imagine all the fives looking over and melting in surprise. crumbling in their seats because they are filled with "i miss my wife,tails" energy. the five we are following for this post has to fight them back and give protective glares well she admits the attention is nice and oh god! so many fives! *when five finds a way to return, he doesn't fucking hide it and want to introduce her to his family so bad. she is worried about ending up in a different timeline. he understands the risk but at this point, he just wants the love of his life. and Shes so starved for adventure that she agrees wholeheartedly.

sorry if this wasn't all flirty themed stuff, i just really wanted to write Delores.

[myl0v3l1f3]

hiiiii hello hii Jecka is the prettiest girl at the party so can u drop all ur headcanons for her? I wanna hear ur thoughts 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Hehe I love you

Also im giving u this (Jeckole sims mobile cus my dad won’t let me use his pc or laptop 💔)

Anyway I got distracted

She has a little brother, his name is smth generic like jack, Jake, Finley (I like this one so ima stick w this) or whatever. Hes 8 in the re-up, and hes literally such a cutie. Jecka is putting all of her free energy into being somewhat of a good big sister. She’ll play with him, watch tv with him, read with him, let him “help w homework” (when he was little, like 4) and like, protect him when their parents got violent, aggressive, started arguing or shouting etc.

She really loves her mum, like, a lot and she hates it sometimes. Since her mum puts all her time and effort into looking good, heroin, alcohol, cigs etc, Jecka (from a young age) picked up these habits (like smoking and drinking and looking good all the time) and cant get rid of them. But when her mum is sober, or trying to be, she is actually an alright mum, like jecka can tell her about school, about some drama she leaves stuff out of, they paint nails, or just sit at the table talking, and she genuinly really enjoys it because again, she really loves her mum and hates to hate her.

Hopes her dad kills himself

She drinks monster quite often with Nicole if they can’t get any alcohol (or they mix it w it for a fun kick) and her favourite flavour is pink or watermelon. In my silly British au Ive made up in my head (pls ask abt im dying), she drinks the winter edition, watermelon and any pink version of redbull, because the can is pretty.

She doesn’t really know what she wants to be when she’s older, so she’s picked something like a nurse or surgeon for now. Honestly I never really think about it like that because my favourite version is some random version of the meth eaters au.

Is actually quite artsy. She isn’t like art GCSE artsy, but she can draw more than a stick figure. She likes drawing herself a lot, because she thinks shes gorgeous (we love a self confident queen)

Anyway so some more angst ones (idk how deep these will be so tw??)

She’s always being catcalled, even from a young age and sometimes she fucking hates it, it makes her feel disgusting and gross, except when she’s thinking late at night and she’s laying on her side sobbing her eyes out because she feels so ugly and she fucking craves being catcalled because then she knows she’s pretty enough for that :(

Is constantly being sexually harassed, and again like the last one, it makes her want to vomit and make herself look ugly but when she’s crying at night wondering why she can’t be prettier she remembers it and relishes in it. It means shes pretty enough for that. It means shes a skinny, pretty, stunning bitch.

She does struggle a bit with eating and how she looks, mainly because bitches like Jeffery will see the slightest stomach roll that everyone gets from sitting down, and be like “ewwww wtf is that’ and start crashing out. Things like that make her feel so self conscious

Shaves all over everywhere incase one day she gets r4ped and she won’t look ugly.

Originally, her parents weren’t gonna get her braces, until she begged on her knees, crying, shaking etc for them because she felt so insecure about her teeth (they were a little bit wonky)

Her mum installed some really, really damaging mindset into her, so now she had this toxic routine to keep herself “pretty”

Her upper thighs are different colours to her from scars

She was never allowed friends over for sleepovers during middle school and elementary school because neither of her parents could stay sober past 6pm. They would have screaming matches (including breaking stuff) at last mindnihgt.

Her fake tan is kinda blotchy and you can smell it from a mile away

Her birthday is April 8th (same day as my irl bby ❤️)

She does frequently self harm on her thighs, and a few times on her wrist, but it’s mainly from pulling hair, over exciersiing etc)

Her red tube addiction is actually seriously bad. It’s mainly from sexual trauma she’s gotten from family members in the past.

Snes so bby Icl . There’s def more Ive forgot about somewhere.

Edit 1: Forogot to add shes a quarter Swedish, a quarter Dutch and the rest American cus no one talks about it enough

The Mir ski lyric is her, and the cats r her and Nicole

[littleprincefan]

finally managed to watch the 1966 soviet adaptation of the little prince and i have some Thoughts!

starting off with the good:

the dialogue was Very faithful to the book, which was nice to see

the sets and the ambience were all Stunning, the costuming was great. making the planet grownups all dress in the same pierrot costume was So clever i love love loved it

the whole movie had this dreamlike thing to it that was a very interesting look at the story

the boy who played the LP was great, he played him as this very strange mysterious but wise kid while still making him a kid Loved it

the snake was SO menacing. i could feel how the LP was scared and intimidated by it and its presence closer to the end was CRAZY

included the lamplighter and the geographer

showed how fucked up the aviator would actually be being stranded in the desert with no food or water

that part of the well scene where the bucket was filled with sand instead of water was SO impactful.

very melancholic and hopeless. sometimes it worked sometimes it really didnt but the times it did it hit hard

the LP-aviator dynamic was a bit different but i liked it

INCLUDED A LOT OF THE MONOLOGUE FROM THE LAST PAGESSS !!!!! i wouldve liked ir more if it included the "this is the most beautiful and saddest landscape in the world" part but thats because im way too attached to that part (i have a tattoo of that drawing. its That meaningful to me)

now for what i Didnt like:

a lot of the dialogue felt really dead. that can be a good thing sometimes but idk i need More this is the little prince after all. its a lively story with a melancholic cloud looming over it make it more lively please

NO TIPPLER. WHY ADD 5 OUT OF THE 6 SPACE ADULTS WHY NOT THE TIPPLER BITCH HES THE BEST CHARACTER . COWARDS

the fox scene was changed to where the LP and the aviator were playing pretend, and thats how that part was shown. so there was no fox. didnt like that all that much. i get Why do it but still

the rotating sphere for the planets got a bit distracting at times. it was very very clever and beautiful but it got a bit dizzying at a certain point

we spent Too much time in the beginning with the aviator in the desert alone like i get that its there to show how much of a miserable situation it is but i felt like it dragged a bit

mightve been the drive i got but it was a bit colorless?

pacing was weird. too fast at times but Very slow at others

i didnt like the balloon thing all that much? personal opinion ofc but i dont rlly like it

things that im impartial about:

the rose. her scene was alright. didnt Feel it very much though

they didnt show him dying. the scene was still impactful as hell because of the change of the order of scenes (talk with snake -> well -> death instead of well -> talk with snake -> death) but with the way the movie went i was rlly hoping they would show the bite. no he just leaves .

the way he appeared and the drawing scene were interesting . thats it

in my eyes it was very much implicit that here the LP was a hallucination of the aviators. thats fun and all but i do consider it to be one of the more boring and predictable ways of going with the story

the rose garden being in the desert was cool but i didnt care that much for it

overall a very interesting adaptation with some things very well done and some kind of botched. i do recommend it though! its not bad At all

[blissfullyapillow]

hi!! idk if your requests are open (if not... ignore me lol) but... hello i'm the same anon who requested that horror movie yosuke drabble and i just wanna say it's so fucking cute you did a wonderful job!!!

on that note may i request another yosuke hanamura x reader fic where they're walkin home from school/junes/etc and it starts raining out of nowhere and they have to run from the rain to stay dry, but end up getting wet anyway. eventually they're like 'eh fuck it' and go and be silly and cute and goof off in the rain

anyway tysm again for that first drabble you wrote, lives in my head rent free, and have a good day! stay hydrated! <3

┃Rainy Days

₊˚⊹♡ Yosuke Hanamura x gn reader

₊˚⊹♡ wc: 640~

₊˚⊹♡ warnings: n/a

₊˚⊹♡ notes: sorry this is so late!

₊˚⊹♡ Main Masterlist

“Hurry up Y/n, you’re dragging your feet when it could pour any second!” Yosuke walks quickly ahead of me, but I only roll my eyes at his enthusiasm. “Yosuke, if it’s going to rain then it’ll rain. What’s a little bit of water going to do?” Yosuke stops walking ahead of me in favor of gawking at me. With pure astonishment written on his features, he opens his mouth to retort.

Unfortunately for him, the sky decides to open up at that very moment. Rain drops immediately start to fall, and Yosuke’s nose crinkles in annoyance. I burst out laughing when his fluffy hair becomes immediately waterlogged by the heavy onslaught of rain. 

“No time for laughing, hurry, grab my hand!” I cackle as I reach for his outstretched hand, and together we make a dash towards cover. We find a dry spot under the cover of one of Junes’ umbrellas. “Man, why do we always find ourselves here? Weren’t we just walking home from school?” As Yosuke grumbles about being at Junes, I take the time to admire his charming features.

Yosuke doesn’t seem to take notice, since he starts yelling nonsensical complaints at the sky. A smile graces my lips as his now damp hair swishes back and forth, wetting me with stray drops of water. 

“There’s no point in being mad since we’re already wet, so.. Why don’t we enjoy this moment?” Yosuke quiets down at the sound of my voice, but he raises an inquisitive eyebrow. “How exactly would we- Woah!” I interrupt him, pulling him close behind me into the tremendous onslaught of rain.

“Y/n! Are you crazy!? I..” Yosuke suddenly stops shouting, as the sight of your figure happily twirling and dancing in the rain steals his breath away. He’s momentarily stunned, completely in awe of you as you revel in the cold drops of rain running down your skin. It takes him a moment to snap out of his daze, but once he does he wastes no time in joining you.

Other students rush past the two of you, while one’s with umbrellas point and laugh. None of this is of any significance to the two of you, as Yosuke draws you into him, spinning you around as your head falls back in brazen laughter. 

You both stop moving around to catch your breath. You glance at Yosuke’s face, only to see him already looking at you. A sudden wave of shyness washes over you. “Is there something on my face?” Your horrible attempt at drawing attention from yourself only draws him in closer. 

He slowly leans in until his lips are but a breath away. They don’t remain there long, since Yosuke can never resist your lips. He pulls away with a start when a loud roar of thunder rips through the sky. “Let’s get inside now.” His voice is a mere whisper, yet it tugs and pulls your heart right into his hands. 

He looks dashing, all wet from the rain and out of breath. “Yosuke-” He kisses you again, and you fall against him. Your embrace in the rain is a sight photographers often dream of capturing with their lens’. Yosuke slowly pulls away from you, only to pick you up and start running.

Your startled shriek of surprise brings a goofy smile to his lips.

𖹭  𖹭  𖹭

In a dry, fresh pair of clothes, you sit beside Yosuke as the movie starts. You cuddle up against him as he presses a featherlight kiss to your forehead.

“You never answered my question.” You playfully grumble. He gives you a quizzical look that quickly morphs into a look of endearment when you ask him, “Did I have something on my face?” 

He presses a kiss to your lips once more before he replies, “Only the rain, you doofus.” 

[woahits-transformers]

alright mtmte issue 17 we're back we are so fucjking back guys

ITS SO FUCKING OVER ITS OVER AND IM NOT OK ABOUT IT

WHAT DO YOU MEAN TAILGATE IS DYING WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT THE FUCKKK NOT FAIR LET MY OLD MAN LIVE

tbf i do really love cyclonus throughout this realization. it shows how much he actually,, cares(?) for tailgate,, actually idk if care is the right world but he definitely has feelings for him of some capacity. Devastating reveal but I really dont think they will stick to it. if they do ill eat my fuckin words i guess but man i dont think this set up is for a kill I think its for character development for tailgate and cyclonus... also can Ratch stop mentioning pharma id like to forget that freak pls thanks. Pannel of cyclonus scratching his face is... mmm hes upset thats for sure. i,,, mm idk i feel like im missing some context for him as a character on this one but hes angry at himself? at the world? primus? its a result of the tailgate situation obvs and how he feels about it.

HEY RODDY THATS NOT HOW YOU. THATS NOT HOW YOU LEAD BUD fun fucking sidequest to get your barely alive pookie back but like :( get everyone's opinion first come on man... pretty pannel tho

RUNNGGG!!!! come on therapist its adventuring time!!! another really great interaction between the two of them

GIRL. see we need more of this more of old man yaoi tailgate/cyclonus edition. absolutely hilarious pannel it got me REALLY good

my fucking love for brainstorm is never ending i never want him to stfu ever PLEASE keep yapping your stupid unhelpful information ur SO smart. Also obsessed with how Alex Milne draws these damn bots, detail and expressive, comps are 10/10 i can HEAR the tone just through their faces alone amazing stunning. The team also chosen for this adventure is one I am SO looking forward to seeing interact with eachother ^_^ ~

intersting and some really pretty pannels! i think everyone getting blown up after brainstorm says youve just blown my mind is 10/10 comedy! get blown up genious! ALSO perceptors FACE in the pannel with brainstorm fucking with the spark is AMAZNG MAN I LOVE MILNE'S ART SO MUCH these damn expressions so lovely

HEY HEY ITS THE FUCKING GUY I KNOW BUT DONT HEY.... HEY... HEYY

hello... Ambus.... nice to fucking meet you.....

[snapescloaca]

i cannot stop rambling about arcane but something ive been thinking about with seeing people say season 2 is rushed is like. yeah it does feel rushed but i remember watching season 1 and also feeling like it was kinda rushed? maybe its bc i watched season 1 all the way through after it had already come out because i found it later, and maybe when you have more time between episodes it feels slower. but i remember finding certain things off about the pacing. like even vi and cait's bond seemed to go rather fast at times.

but that didnt stop me from liking it and i still appreciated it for what it was. i DO think s2 is faster bc theyre trying to wrap up shit WHILE adding more shit? but idk maybe because my expectations are lower about the pacing im just less disappointed by it

i think im so grateful to even have a show like this in the first place that maybe thats why im letting it kinda get away with it. but like. i keep hearing the crew that worked on arcane talking about how they wanted to always push animation and push what they could do. and i think what makes arcane so visually stunning is also perhaps what makes the pacing falter. like the more complex they get in animation technique, which they HAVE since s1, the more they wanna put in as many action/moving sequences as possible so you get more conflict back to back.

like i do truly wish arcane was maybe a season longer. that, or had more episodes to really draw things out and explore things with more due diligence. but i also understand that from a writing and production standpoint thats just not feasible. for arcane to look this good it is fucking EXPENSIVE. i think theyve tried to balance budget with the amount of time they have, and although they couldve potentially mitigated some of the fast pace by having fewer plot threads i think ultimately arcane did what its known for. being ambitious.

so this is kinda what happens when a gorgeous and ambitious project tries to do as much as they can with what they have with the time allotted them. and its not enough time. but with the time we DO get? idk. i find myself more grateful to have it at all.

but maybe thats bc this is the kind of show i rlly wished to have growing up. where its basically entirely women as the main cast save for like. a couple male characters LOL. the center relationships are all between women, like caitvi and the sisters. where women are allowed to be messy people and fully human. they were fuckin ambitious to do so much but im glad they even tried it in the first place yknow

[cute-ellyna]

💯📆💌

for the artist asks (((:

From the artist/fanartist ask game

You sent me the best questions and I definitely wrote too much, sorry not-sorry :)

💯Favourite piece(s)

Oooh this one is nice!

I'm really satisfied with almost everything on my anatomy blog, I consider it a personal peak in my artistic skills. Down here probably my favorite piece among them, but there are a lot that I like :)

If I had to show someone in real life what I draw (which I don't), I would definitely choose this portrait of Clive from Final Fantasy 16. For those who have followed me for long, I very rarely use colors, and only recently started experimenting with digital watercolors, and this was the last one of a series I made and I'm super happy of it.

Last but not least, the very first quick sketch I made of my Rook. It's rough, quick&dirty as they say, but it has a soul, and it's so her. I love it <3

📆Earliest fandom you did fanart for/first fanart

Technically Sailor Moon, I used to draw tooooons of drawings of that in elementary school, and my schoolmates used to ask me to draw some for them too. My friend and I videotaped all the episodes, then put it on pause and draw whatever “screenshot” we liked. It’s wild to think about it now XD

First fanarts I shared on the internet though are from Final Fantasy VIII. I had a fanmade website (the very first italian website for FF8, I'm still very proud of that :D) with a dedicated section to fanarts and fanfictions and I shared mine there. Wtf guys, what a jump in the past you made me do… ❤️

Little trivia no one asked for: my username actually comes from there. The website was called “Elly’s FF Italia”, from the character Ellone (Ellione in Italian, “Elly-na” is a diminutive we use for little/cute names) and guys we’re talking about 1999 here omg I was so young AND I KEPT THE USERNAME ALL THIS TIME I'm actually kind of amazed myself <3

💌Some favourite feedback on art

There are two type of feedback in my experience: actual comments, more or less elaborated, and then tumblr tags.

I did receive some very thorough comment lately on a FF16 discord, saying wonderful things about how my art made them feel and tons of truly other amazing things, noticing details and so on. And it's flattering, and it's motivating. Wow.

But guys, what people can write on tumblr tags IS. JUST. THE. BEST. I don't know what happens, it's all written on instinct in those five seconds it takes you to reblog something, and we know people can read it but clearly we don't give it much thought because it's unhinged. Have you seen some of the tags under cowboy!Davrin? :)

#RAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #👀 #I think i hauve the blight #omggggggggg #🥵 #i’m looking so respectfully #insert that fire-fueled elmo gif here #yeeeeees! #YESSSSSSSS #PLEAAAASEEEE #meoooow #SIR PLEASE IM WEAK #OH MY GODDDDDDDDDD #👉👈 #STUNNING #hell fucking yeah thats so cool #i am out of breath #OOOOUUUUUHHHHH #*feral noises* #yee? #and also possibly haw #a noise escaped me #and idk how to describe it #this is INCREDIBLE #omg i love ittttttt #SWEATING #I AM SCREECHING #this is so good???? #YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

This. This is my favorite type of feedback :D

[ivormybeloved]

Mwahaha.. hello 😈😈okay so idk if my last one of these send BC Tumblr is evil and hates to see me succeed but omg I need to study you under a microscope YOUR AUS KILL ME. LIKE OMG.. DELUSION OFC OFC. OH MY GODDDD THOSE DESIGNS ARE SOME OF MY FAVOURITE AU CHARACTERS EVER.. THEY MAKE ME ILL I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. YOUR SO DAMN CREATIVE AND KT SICKENS ME, LIKE OML.. delusion is such an awesome concept, i love it so much OMG and that design of Nurm as a little puppety critter has got to be one of my favourite guys to doodle, hes so stupidly cute.. AUGH. And BIOMES JACKM.. HOLY SHIT I think your art and designs are just too damn good like OML… those eyestrain art drawings are SO GOOD WHt the fUCK EATS THEM EATS THEM UP OML.. I still think about that drawing you did of Nell and Ivy back around halloween time often.. omg yoj cooked.. nell looked so so stunning omg WAUGH the way you draw faces scratches mg brain in way I can't even explain dude omg theyre so nice 🤤 the eyes hold so much soul and emotion like you trapped an actual person into the goddamn canvas LET THEM OUTTTTTTT FREE THEM your art is so scrumptious oml.. WAUGH you are so awesome fr dude omg 🗣️🗣️🗣️💥💥💥💥

OH MY CREATOR. THANK YOU??? I actually do have fun making AUs like these. It's better when sharing with people :]

Yes, sometimes my art has a stroke and starts being good but man idk what it's on rn.

Some designs take frickin FOREVER to make or even think of and when I put them down they never end up looking how I wanted them to. But I'm glad the product can still look good to all of you :]

I love doing eyestrain art. Idk why. It's the colors, man. THE COLORSS