#been a heck of an 8 years

[justwhumpythings]

8 years to the day since I joined tumblr/whumpblr 😊

[phoeeling]

everyone seems to be firmly on the dadrius train but imo I just don’t think Darius is exactly… qualified… to adopt. I mean, we didn’t all collectively forget that he spent Hunter’s Entire Life projecting on Hunter, right?

Darius seemed to resent Hunter for… not disobeying Belos? Presumably because he views it as an insult to his Mentor’s memory. That’s all in good fun, but Hunter is a child, and one who will face physical retribution for just saying the wrong thing in front of Belos. And I don’t know if Darius has even realized this at our current moment in canon.

It’s tragic, but the show (and Hunter’s audio recording from the stream) tells us that Hunter was, at best, ignored by Darius. At worst? publicly humiliated with his self-taught sewing insulted and his personal belongings stolen. Darius, like Lilith, projected onto Hunter. (And imo, Darius, like Lilith, should probably work that out in therapy.)

The only coven head that seemed to ever be nice to Hunter was Raine, and they had the shortest run as coven head before they were found out as a traitor. They had little time to form any kind of connection with Hunter, and it was enough that them ignoring him or acting coldly was considering ‘weird’ to him.

point being: yeah, Darius has gotten better and, more or less, started making up for things. but just about a week ago he was still projecting onto a child, so maybe don’t give him full custody just yet. he’d make a great replacement uncle, but I’m not sure he’s ready for parenthood— even if it was with a normal, not-super-traumatized child.

also: how confusing must it have been for Hunter when Darius did that 180 on him? First Darius steals his cloak and insults his sewing and saying he doesn’t deserve to wear the patch, then he’s giving him a scroll, saying he should have friends, keeping flapjack a secret and encouraging him to rebel? and fixing his sewing?? and saying his predecessors would be proud? because he rebelled?? that must’ve been the most confusing thing ever for him.

[kazzykatt]

woah

it's amazing what a celestial themed robot jester can do *-*

Thank you <3

[whiskered]

color me intrigued 👀

[browa123]

I made a welcome banner for everyone coming back to Tumblr now that Twitter is going up in flames!

[piedoesnotequalpi]

Me starting Not till a hot January: *Kool-Aid Man voice* OH YEAH!

Me realizing I have to write a kissing scene for Not till a hot January: *Kool-Aid Man voice* oh NO!

[mrfoox]

Being genderflud for me is always a mess

[wearenotallrighthere]

Hitting PhD coursework and realizing that the sheer number of credits my MA advisor coerced (read: pushed me to take as a challenge to myself because he believed in me academically) has actually proven to be helpful.

I’m at full time enrollment while working full time and somehow I’m managing not to completely drown under it. My ADHD thrives on my stress but (for the moment) my grad journey is surprisingly unstressful.

Baldur’s Gate isn’t helping me get work done, but if anything my expertise in procrastinating and then screaming has given me more time to play lol

[wolfofansbach]

BEING A LIST OF THE THIRTEEN GREATEST RIVERDALE LINES, ON THE OCCASION OF THAT SHOW'S TERMINATION

As our much loved/hated show comes to an end, I feel compelled to record, for posterity, the greatest thirteen pieces of dialogue to spring from the pens of RAS and his henchmen. It was, of course, originally a top ten list, but I simply could not exclude a few of these treasures. Without further ado: 

13. 

“I dropped out in the 4th grade, to sell drugs, to support my nana.” 

“That means you haven't known the triumphs and defeats, the epic highs and lows of high school football.” 

Spoken by: an inmate of Leopold and Loeb Juvenile Detention Center, and Archie Andrews. 

In: 3 x 2 

Yeah, okay, this one had to be on the list. It’s funny, I’ll admit. It’s a great example of the overwrought semi-sincere melodrama that helped make this show so special. It’s low on the list largely because The Normies got their hands on it, so every time I hear someone make a reference I get all “do not cite the deep magic to me, witch.” 

12. 

“No! No! What are we supposed to do now? I’m horny as heck!”

Spoken by: Archie Andrews 

In: 7 x 16

Season 7 is undeniably dreadful, and yet there are diamonds in the rough. The occasion is the failure of a projector, just as Archie and Reggie prepare to watch a pornographic film. The utter desperation with which KJ Apa delivers this line is exquisite. One is made to feel they are witnessing a genuine tragedy. 

11. 

“Tonight, they’re making an exception and debuting a cover of the song my parents claim they were listening to the night Jason and I were conceived.” 

Spoken by: Cheryl Blossom. 

In: 1 x 1 

Really a fantastic line. A wonderful encapsulation of the casual absurdity of Cheryl’s character, and a foretaste of the lunacy we would plumb in later episodes and seasons. 

10. 

“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m weird. I’m a weirdo. I don’t fit in and I don’t want to fit in. Have you ever seen me without this stupid hat on? That’s weird.” 

Spoken by: Jughead Jones

In: 1 x 10

A genuine classic. “High school football” before “high school football.” One is never entirely sure just how sincere the line is meant to be, both on a meta-level and in-universe. A perfect illumination of Jughead’s pretentiousness. It is made all the better by the occasional cuts to Lili Reinhard’s agonized face. 

9. 

“At the last dance, multiple students were murdered.” 

Spoken by: Principal Holden Honey. 

In: 4 x 2

Delivered as an explanation to Toni and Cheryl, as to why there would be no school dance this year. Principal Honey is in fact supremely rational in the cancellation of this dance. This being Riverdale, he is of course treated as an unreasonable tyrant. 

8. 

“Bro, I know all the secrets of this universe.” 

Spoken by: Archie Andrews (evil version)

In: 6 x 5 

Spoken as evil Archie reveals his evil plan to keep the parallel universes apart. KJ Apa’s delivery once again makes this line. He is comically sinister. Strangely, he sells it. 

7. 

“A Vughead kiss, right now, in the present might be precisely what it takes to save a future Bughead from imploding.” 

Spoken by: Jughead Jones. 

In: 2 x 14

One of those lines that both makes me laugh and makes me genuinely angry. This was a fairly early season, and this may have actually been the first line to get me asking, ‘did they genuinely write and deliver that?’ Extra points for use of the atrocious ‘Vughead’ portmanteau ship name rather than ‘Jeronica.’ 

6. 

“I’m the ultimate wild card. I am the daughter of The Black Hood. The nightmare from next door. I’m training with the FBI and I’m coming for you, you psycho bitch.” 

Spoken by: Betty Cooper

In: 4 x 14 

Just delicious. Another one of those lines that leaves you somewhat unsure whether or not the writers understood how genuinely hysterical it was. “The Nightmare from Next Door” sounds like an announcer hyping up a wrestler. Spoken with a raw sincerity by Lili Reinhart. Also points for the heavy homoeroticism between Betty and Donna. 

5. 

“For I am Cheryl Blossom, Queen of the Bees.” 

Spoken by: Cheryl Blossom.

In: 5 x 16. 

This one really doesn’t require any elaboration. 

4. 

“Elijah ascended…and I will, too.” 

Spoken by: Edgar Evernever.

In: 4 x 5. 

Admittedly, this one is only spectacular with context. But in context—the context being that Chad Michael Murray delivers this line while dressed like Evel Knievel and standing in a cartoon rocket right out of a Warner Bros cartoon—it becomes utterly magnificent. 

3. 

“It’s not queer baiting, it’s saving the world.” 

Spoken by: Veronica Lodge. 

In: 6 x 22. 

It’s actually hard for me to decide whether this one is funnier with or without context. Without context it’s wonderful, but it possibly becomes even funnier when you know that the context is that Veronica needs to kiss Cheryl to transfer superpowers into her body so she can turn into a Scarlet Witch knock-off and stop a magic comet summoned by Sephiroth an English wizard who is also the Devil. 

2. 

“If there’s no wedding reception, it means the Gargoyle King has won.” 

Spoken by: Kevin Keller. 

In: 3 x 12.

One of my personal favorites. This is a perfect line because like #3, it requires no real elaboration. There is absolutely no context in which it isn’t hysterical. 

1 .

“Word of my exploits serving Nick his comeuppance has seeped into the demimonde of mobsters and molls my father used to associate with, so the five families are sending their youngest and brightest, their ‘princes,’ as it were to, well, come court the rare Mafia Princess who can belly up to the bar with the big boys.

Spoken by: Veronica Lodge. 

In: 2 x 20. 

This is, in my opinion, the all-timer. Every word is perfect. The rapid-fire alliteration. The use of the word ‘demimonde.’ The entirely unnecessary addition of ‘as it were.’ This is borderline Dr. Seuss. The fact that Camila Mendes delivered it without cracking a smile should have won her an Emmy. No. An Oscar. This line is Riverdale. 

[new-revenant]

I had a crack idea of since Danny likes to do time missions sometimes for Clockwork on one of those missions he ended up meeting an 8-year-old Ra al Ghul who ended up becoming obsessed with the powerful 14-year-old Danny believing him to be like a god since if you saw a glowing floating teenager 500 years ago you would probably think it's a God too

Ever since Ra al Ghul has dedicated himself to being phantoms worshiper seeing him anyone that's connected to him as a God of the Lazarus pits

Danny calls him his creepy stalker that somehow is still alive and Danny's pretty sure it's only because of spite

So two years for Danny he ends up being summoned by the Justice League and being asked to make a a partnership with the Justice League and they asked Danny what he would like in return

Danny pops out a bunch of boxes and it's like can you help me get rid of my stalkerish cult leader named Ra al Ghul Danny uses each box to pull out a piece of evidence of Ra al Ghul just being stalkerish and creepy

Some things in the Box are sacrifices are wrong letters about Danny that Ross have been doing into the Lazarus pits at Danny has been getting heck Ra al Ghul has even found someone named Tim Drake that looks like him and Danny's incredibly worried about poor guy because of Ra al Ghul

Danny's rent including being worried about Talia, Dusan, and Damien since they were named after Danny's family Friends he accidentally mentioned to Ra al Ghul back then

To the Justice League especially the Batfam members are they are just watching this definite God like being be like just stop Ra al Ghul from stalking me and I'll be able to help you whenever you need me to help

Crack, crack, crack, crack! Aight time to actually read this

omg that’s hilarious, I love it. I love when gods or god-like beings are like “please help me this guy is freaking me out” to just some other guys. I’d image that once he learns that Ra is messing with Batfam as well, before he would ever get summoned by the JL, he would definitely try to warn them of Ra’s weirdness(that they likely are already aware of, but Danny want to make extra sure they are safe). If anyone asks why Danny isn’t just dealing with Ra himself, it’s because he feels bad. That Ra al Ghul guy just seems so sad, and lonely, and pathetic, worshiping this random ghost teen(in Danny’s mind). Danny just needs help with letting Ra down easily that no, he’s not a god, he (probably) just the king/prince of ghosts and is also just friend with a time god(clockwork). Just go worship that guy instead.

[hazbinhazmeinachokehold]

hi hi! can I please have a hazbin crew x child reader that died really young (7-8) but is super duper sweet and like polite and stuff and they all wonder how the heck this child ended up in hell but don't ask (bc i feel like it might be rude to ask ppl why their in hell lol) and then in a conversation the reader just casually mentions how their a serial killer and would lure people in and then kill them. oneshot preferably but whatever you want

You'd been at the hotel for two months now. Despite that, everyone had basically become parental figures to you. You were very sweet and easy to get along with so it was only natural.

Today you were playing two truths and a lie for the bonding exercise. It was going pretty normal and there had been only a few minor surprises. That was until you spoke.

"Okay so I've been in hell for 3 years, I read in my free time, and I used to kill people when I was alive." You said innocently.

Mostly everyone had a shocked expression on their face besides Alastor and Niffty but that was to be expected.

"It-it has to be to be the last one right?" Charlie said, which earned a few murmurs of agreement.

"I would have to disagree." Alastor spoke up, "I recall you saying you arrived here last year."

You nodded and clapped, "Yes that is correct!" The silence after you spoke was deafening. "...What? I don't do it anymore, even if I did I wouldn't hurt y'all!"

"We... uh- Angel it's your turn now!" Charlie said.

"Oh! I like to do drag, my birthday is September 9th and I am more than a little scared of y/n now."

"Why would you be scared- but Angel, I thought your birthday was April 1st?" You said you were confused.

"Yep."

a/n: sorry this is short I didn't have many ideas.

[keeterz]

Time to make an updated post on the Guilty Gear artwork I've made up to this point!

First things, gotta include Bridget and Elphelt since these were made this year in 2023. Baiken, Testement, and Giovanna were done back in 2022. I think I'd like to do a Jack-O illustration at some point, and a friend of mine wants to help fund a Ramlethal print, so those might be coming up in the future at some point.

I've made some updates to the chibis as well to include a handful of the male cast! A few noteworthy mentions include an Axl that was inspired by an animation that my friend DoovadHohdan made, a Potemkin that works as a Pot Buster when you use it as a sticker on another sticker, as well as the husbandos in general being paired with plushies of their partners (well, missing Nago and Elphelt because that wasn't a thing at the time)

A little after the Elphelt illustration I also made an Elphelt chibi as well! This one will be double-sided once I convert it to a charm~

Finally, a sneak peak at something that isn't Strive related...well, not yet, at least (maybe). Here's a value comp for an ABA illustration I'm working on based on her Accent Core design! Hoping she makes it into Strive at some point.

I might want to explore doing some Accent Core related artwork in the future. Accent Core is a lot closer to the point of when I first got into the series in my middle school/highschool days, and there are some designs from the older games that are still hecking rad. Plus the music is awesome :D

It's kind of funny; I have to confess that I actually don't play Strive. Truth be told, the GGST movement and limited combo structure never clicked with me when the game first came out (and I was always more of a 3D fighter guy for gameplay with games like Tekken and Soul Calibur). And even though I am pretty sure I would actually thoroughly enjoy playing I-No and Elphelt with the season 3 changes, I just don't really do as much gaming these days since I'm more enamored with making art (and a few other things like biking). Plus I'm kind of just waiting for Tekken 8 at this point (dear god I hope the online is good just this one time god).

But as an artist? You bet your butt I hecking love coming back to Guilty Gear. I've been a fan of the series since the early 2000s (back when I stumbled across an abandonware PC version of Guilty Gear X and became sold on the series). The characters from this series check a lot of boxes for things I love to draw, from the way they are designed and all of their classic rock references all the way down to their zany personalities and backstories. And I feel like Guilty Gear is really special in this regard for me. Even though I'd rather play other fighting games (like Tekken or maybe even SF6), Guilty Gear is probably the one fighting game fandom I want to do art of the most.

If you are a Guilty Gear fan stumbling across this art collection post, hope you are enjoying the art! I will enjoy the series vicariously through you as I get back to working on some Tekken 8 artwork for Frosty Faustings, lmao. And if you're someone who is new to the series, give Strive a try! It's neat and the characters are great.

[zineobiology]

Welcome to the Zine O’Biology

A multi-fandom Star Trek Zine.

Do you have strong opinions on Vulcan fra’als, Cardassian tails, or how the heck Trill symbionts reproduce? We want to hear from you!

The Zine O’Biology is a fictional comparative xenobiology academic journal set in the Star Trek universe. If you’ve always wanted to wax eloquent for up to 3000 words about your theories on alien biology, welcome to your new home!

We want all your theories about all your favorite aliens! This is a friendly but competitive academic journal where the content of every paper is a little bit suspicious (is this paper based on rumor or fact? What is the methodology?) and some competing authors leave snarky comments on one another’s work. So just like a real academic journal, except ours features the Great Green Anthurium.

We welcome xenobiology articles on all Star Trek aliens from all series!

The final format will be a PDF that you can scroll at your leisure or print at home in order to have a physical copy of the Zine. (This way there is no money involved.)

--SEEKING SUBMISSIONS FOR--

Alien biology articles

Alien biology artwork

In-Universe advertisements

Letters to the editor

ALIEN BIOLOGY ARTICLES

How do Andorian genders work? Are Cardassians actually lizards? Why do Klingons have so many redundant organs? What’s the biological purpose of Bajoran nose ridges? What’s the best cement mix for emergency surgery on a Horta?

You’ve been pondering alien biology for years. This is your chance to infodump all your favorite theories to an eager audience of your fellow nerds!

Articles will be separated into two categories: reproductive biology or general biology. Yes, we also want all your theories on what every species is packing downstairs…and how they use it.

Journal articles should be fun and engaging, but also written in your interpretation of a pseudo-academic style, since this is a highly respected Federation xenobiology journal. If you want to keep things more lighthearted and less academic, check out the section on Letters to the Editor.

ALIEN BIOLOGY ARTWORK

If you have independent illustrations about alien biology we would love to see them! If you would like to provide illustrations for one of our journal articles, tell us what species you want to illustrate and we’ll do our best to match you up!

Art should be in a square, scaleable format, printable at high resolution at 4x4 inches.

JOURNAL ADVERTISEMENTS

Even in a post-need future, academic journals will need a little extra funding. Submit your ads for Ferengi Oomox Creme, Self Sealing Stem Bolts, Gently Used Federation Technology, and, of course, “reproductive aids.” The weirder the better! Have fun with it!

All art needs to be printable at high resolution

Ad Sizes:

1 column (vertical) 3.5 x 7

half page (horizontal) 8 x 5

banner (narrow horizontal) 8 x 2

in-text (square) 3.5 x 3.5 scaleable

in-text (half-square) 3.5 x 1.75

LETTERS TO THE EDITOR

Do you have a great idea, but it’s not enough to fill out a 3000 word article? Submit it as a “reaction” to a previous journal article. Feel free to lay into a mythical researcher who does NOT understand why their biological theory is wrong and yours is right!

Max length 800 words. Enjoy making these plenty frothy!

WE NEED SUB-EDITORS!

The creators of this Zine are all notorious Vulcan Fuckers. Since we want the Zine O’Biology to be open to all alien species, it is only logical that we seek your expertise.

We’re seeking fans from all over the Star Trek universe to spread the word that yes, it’s time for us to all come together in the spirit of explaining how our favorite aliens come together.

Sub-Editors will be in charge of helping us solicit articles and art for their specific race of aliens and editing those articles in order to fit into the Zine. If we don’t have a sub editor for a species, we’ll do our best, but the chapter on that species won’t be as good as it would be if folks with real fanon knowledge were involved.

WANT TO GET INVOLVED, BUT YOU’RE NOT A WRITER OR ARTIST?

WE NEED:

Graphic designers to help with Zine layout

Social media promoters

Alien art and article wranglers (ie: get your fannish friends involved!)

--HOW TO GET INVOLVED--

Fill out the Art or Writing Google Form letting us know your interests or reach out to the Editor in Chief at zineobiology@gmail.com

DEADLINES:

August 1, 2024: Last date for everyone seeking an art or writing partner to submit their request. We don’t guarantee you’ll be partnered up. It depends on how many people are interested and what aliens they want to draw/write.

August 18, 2024: Art/Writing partners notified. NOTE: it’s both fine and encouraged if you want to submit as a team from the start! This is for people who do not have a partner and would like us to find them one.

August 30, 2024: Final call for all journal authors, artists, and advertisers to let us know what species they’re working with, how many submissions they plan to send, and whether their submission will be general or reproductive biology.

October 20, 2024: All art, advertising, and journal submissions are due

We hope to have the Zine O’Biology ready for your enjoyment by New Year’s Eve 2024. We all have full time jobs and lives, so that date may change depending on the volume of submissions.

FAQ

What if my biological theories are totally different from another author’s?

Yes. Perfect. We love it.

We want to see everyone’s theories! Canon gave us scraps, but together we will make a meal! Expect to see many mutually contradictory articles. That’s part of the fun!

What about Smut?

Yes, we are accepting E rated submissions! The journal will be separated into two sections:

General Biology

Reproductive Biology

General Biology is everything but the genitals

Reproductive Biology should include actual descriptions of the mechanics and biology. Think of it as creating reference material for smut writers and artists.

[physalian]

10 Character Dynamics the World Needs More of

Me handing out character dynamics like free samples at the Mall Food Court: “Take one! Or two! You’ll love it!”

I don’t care how many times these tropes have been done – write more of them. Write all of them. Fill out your author bingo card one by one.

1. “No one gets to kill you but me, Old Friend”

This. Right here. Primo rival content that I *live* for. All the juicy history between two old frenemies, the character drama, the backstory, the titillating unknown of what drove these two to rival status, bitter enemies that respect the heck out of each other, to the point that hell hath no fury should one get knocked down without the other’s consent.

And, of course, the moment where it seems all bets are off, when the rival comes to save their ass only to hand it back to them at a later date. The angst! The shipping fodder! Need I say more?

2. A bigger, badder villain, and their minion

You, reader, spend countless hours hating the guts of the big bad villain. They’re evil, they’re vile, they’re sadistic, heartless, irredeemable bastards. They killed your favorite character for shock value. The big bad moustache-twirling antagonist… is actually not the biggest fish in the story.

Either they’re coerced into doing evil as a puppet of the Bigger Bad, a tragic villain in their own right, or they have some reservation, some line even they won’t cross, someone else’s boots they have to kiss, someone who features in their nightmares, as they feature in the heroes. They end their stories dispatched without a thought by the Bigger Bad, or redeem themselves in death by taking out their masters. It never gets old.

3. A leader and their lancer: besties

You know what’s better than leaders and lancers who have zero faith in each other and are constantly bickering about who should be in charge? Leaders and their right-hands who adore each other (platonically). They have each other’s backs, they know each other’s greatest strengths and weaknesses and are each other’s perfect covers.

They can communicate with looks and vague gestures alone, they compliment each other’s flaws and misgivings, build up the rest of the team when they’re down on their luck, and should misfortune strike either, they pull out all the stops and show off exactly why they’re not to be trifled with, so that even the villain is afraid.

4. “I don’t even know who you are”

Oh, but you will. This one twists the knife, robbing the avenging hero of the importance in this world they’re desperate to maintain. They are their own hero, the sun revolves around them… but not to this one asshat that ruined their life and doesn’t even remember doing it.

An entire identity built upon the finding, fighting, and overcoming of this wrongdoer, every other goal in life cast aside for this one impossibility. Either the villain toys with the hero to make them irate, or gets suckerpunched by some pissant fueled by vengeance and spite and divine purpose to dole justice where justice is due.

6. The jaded badass and their naive ward

If the last 8 years of media is anything to go by, we still love this trope, whether it’s in a galaxy far, far away or a fungi-zombie post-apocalypse, or in the twilight hours of an era of legendary mutants. The best part of this trope? You get two often contradictory character types in one body. The pessimist, PTSD-ridden master of old with no living friends left and at least one dead love interest *and* beneath all that, still lies an atrophied heart of gold just waiting to be nurtured and revived.

The naive ward gets a hard lesson in how crappy the world can be, but also in how there’s still some goodness left, if their guardian cares about them. The jaded badass in turn, learns how good the world can be, that there’s something still worth fighting for beyond the next bottom of a bottle.

6. The enemy of my enemy (is my friend)

Similar to the “old friends”, this trope is often a result of the minioned Big Bad realizing they don’t want to be evil anymore. Or, bitter old rivals, sides of a war that have been fighting for generations, ideological polar opposites, fundamental polar opposites all come together when: Some evil schmuck managed to scare them both.

Doesn’t matter on what shaky ground this temporary alliance is built, or how long it lasts, equally-competent badasses on both sides finally work together and compliment each other’s strengths, and compensate for their weaknesses, in a way their teammates never could.

7. The irredeemable villain’s only wholesome connection

Not so irredeemable anymore, now are they? This trope messes with your head, taking a character you know has done heinous acts of terror, but who cares unflinchingly, unabashedly, about one thing – either their lover, their pet, their relative, or their kid.

This exists independently of the heroes and is not the same as an “oops I guess I’m your father” reveal. I’m talking this character who everyone is convinced cares about nothing and no one but themselves and their ambition still has a place in their soul for something they want to protect, they want to be loved by, or that they must spare from their atrocities.

8. Platonic Heterosexual Friendships

These two have seen each other at their most vulnerable. They’ve shared fears, dreams, desires, know each other’s deepest, darkest secrets. They’ve seen each other exhausted, frazzled, dressed up, dressed down, bloodied and broken and like a raw, open nerve. These two would die for each other, they would live for each other, and yet.

They’re not in love with each other. They’re wholly comfortable in each other’s spaces without lust and desire mucking up the atmosphere. Neither is the one, neither wants to be the one. They remain together not for the bonds of romance, but for the bonds of friendship, and nothing could be stronger.

10. The Ace and their best friend, the Self-Proclaimed Slut

These two respect the f*ck out of each other. One never mocks the other for lacking desire and in return, they’re never mocked for their promiscuity. They’ll never walk in each other’s shoes, but they don’t need to, to understand that’s just how some people are. They’re each other’s safest spaces when the world doesn’t take either of them seriously.

They’re each other’s biggest defenders against the bullies, presumers, the holier-than-thous who think they have it all figured out. They’re the perfect compliment to give advice on everything from relationships to the best outfits for an outing because there’s *zero sexual tension* between them. Or, maybe, if the stars align, they’re something more.

10. The redeeming villain, and their staunchest skeptic

This villain has lost everything – their home, the respect of their people, their worth, their evil ambition, their identity, and has begun working their way up from rock bottom doing everything in their power to show the heroes that they’re serious. They make amends, they break their bones proving themselves, they’ve swayed everyone they’ve wronged in the hero camp.

Except one. The one character that was probably their first defender, and got burned for it. The character that was naive enough to think this villain could be saved, and was wrong. The character that won’t be duped again without some serious drama and soul-bearing between them.

Now tell me which ones I missed!

[py-dreamer]

Macaque is big spoon

Lol the old men be snoozin and snugglin

(I was about to say sleeping but my mind is too dirty for that unfortunately-)

Y'wanna know why he big spoon?

The sun and moon thingy they have going on and...

Ehh, ehh? Y'see what I did there?

I hate fabric so god damn much.

WHY CAN'T YOU BEHAVE AND STAY STILL GODDAMN.

WHY MUST YOU CREASE AND HAVE LAYERS?!!? WHY CAN'T YOU BE SIMPLE AND FLAT

SAME WITH MACACA'S FUR.

WHY ARE YOU BLACK?!! HOW DO I RENDER YOU

TO QUOTE MY PAST SELF: "his true evil power is how hard he can be to draw"

LIKE MY DUDE. HOWWWWW.

Regardless, I'm still really happy with how the drawing came out like the lighting and stuff (just don't look at the fabric-)

Wukong couldn't give less than a flying f*ck if his pajamas matched. Like he's at home, let him be as much of a fashion disaster as he wants!

Heck, back in his day, he was prancing with a leaf skirt and that was acceptable, let the monkey be damnit.

But he would own something very funky like those peach shorts but specifically wear them on break days or in private

(Mac definitely made an inappropriate joke bout it; he has a mark you could read the king's fortune off of, on his right cheek-)

Mac loves his clouds cloudy king so sure, slap them on his pants I think he'd have those long fluffy or silky pajama pants and he like has a couple he switches out for every now and them.

Wukong struck me as a big shirt, short shorts guy

and Mac'doodles as a small shirt, big pants

On a more angsty note, after death I think he'd be a lot colder like its harder to generate body heat naturally so he'd be a lot more cuddly with his toasted marshmallow king cause he was literally toasty fried for 49 days in heaven (49 earth years if 1 year in heaven is a year belief is true)

I was really debating if they'd be in a tree like normal monkeys or in the stone palace cause like that's a whole thing.

Wukong is not only a king in name, he's got riches and a whole ass stone mansion, I want my boi to one day overcome his guilt and indesire for self care and move into the big boi house with his husbando...one day.

But until then, a girl can dream.

Cause come on, that'd be cool. I understand it'd feel real lonely without the stalwart generals and brotherhood but like he has new company and rekindling with his warrior might help with that.

I also think they'd rather sleep in a cozy lil alclove or like the beds in historical c-dramas that are kinda built in and they build a mini nest of sorts.

I was going to draw the monkeys but tbh, just wasn't feelin it...

Also wanted their tails to make a heart but the lil pointy bit always bugs me so I tried to make it into a more plausible scenario

And irl updates, I have been like formally rehearsing for a performance all week (as in a play) and practicing all day, just watched the 1st cast do it and its my turn tomorrow so wish me luck!

(btw I'm working with young kids, like 8-12 young and they all congregated around me when they saw me drawing like I was a glorified babysitter

And the amount of times I had to put the message on Mac's shirt on a different layer and hide it like bruh. The kids are lovely and all and I'd be happy to show my work but as you can see...not all of my works are...100% PG)

(pls reblog and feedback and stuff, I worked hard on this plss I beg...)

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⊹ | Forced Marriage - Kang Taehyun

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Title: Forced Marriage

Person: Kang Taehyun of Tomorrow X Together

Taehyun x reader !!

tyun!dom x reader!sub

Forced married

FemPOV

TW: NSFW, 18+, pet/cute nicknames (Babe, baby, princess, honey (?), sweetheart, etc.)

A/N: There will be NO r@p3/s3xu@11 abu5e/r@s1sm and etc that is problematic with those things!! ——— I hope I said everything? Maybe I also misspelled something by accident or my grabber was mixed up, then I’m sorry 😭 But I hope you will enjoy this story <3

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Taehyun is the CEO of his father’s famous and well known hotel. But of course, your own father, who’s a businessman, but also a childhood friend to Taehyun’s own father. This means both of them have known each other for the past 45 years? They are in their early 60s. A long time…

And of course, both Taehyun’s parents and your parents wanted a marriage between you and Taehyun. Listen; he’s a good looking guy, but, hell, his cold personality is not going to break though him, at least you won’t be the reason? Or maybe?

God, how long has it been since you moved in into a whole new house with Taehyun, your so-called-husband? 2 months? TWO?! oh, fuck…

You two really hate each other— okay, maybe not hate, hate is a strong word to use. But not liking each other, that’s for sure.

You kept getting annoyed at him, just leaving random stuff all over the house, throwing clothes, making a mess in the kitchen like an 8-year-old kid. And always so goddamn stubborn. Ugh.

But then the other way around, for Taehyun, he gets annoyed at you for just scolding him like he’s a kid; which he hates. Not only that, he married someone who he doesn’t want to, but of course it’s for the business’ sake.

But mostly, he gets annoyed that your so fucking sexy— woah? Wait? What?

Yes. Yeah, he does. But obviously, his stubborn little ass will never admit it. Even though, every time he sees you bend over to grab something from the floor, he gets that bent-over-ass-view for free. That shut only gets him hard. Fuck, he wished he could just straight up fuck you from behind. Hell, he can’t do that, right? Right.

. . . . .

Today, you and your friend were going to a club, just for the night— or maybe not? Maybe to just lift that mood up, since your friend just got broken up with her boyfriend of 2 years, just like, what? 3 days ago?

This just elf you to dress up more extra, or to be more exact, more revealing.

You put on your tight, very silky dress with the color of wine red. Your chest is very revealing, your ass being hugged by the fabric of the dress. And those thighs, hell, they be looking juicy. Fuck, you looked sexy as heck. That necklace made your neck look very kissable.

“And, where is my wife going in that dress?” The sarcasm leaving his mouth, sounding annoying to hear that sentence leaving his lips. But…he sounded a bit more weird than usual, to say at least.

You turned around and he was standing a few steps away from you, crossing his arms over his well-build chest muscles— and his beefy arms is something you can’t resist, but to look at. He looked very serious and just staring at you, almost eyeing you up and down, and you swore that if you blinked, you would’ve missed that very unnoticeable, yet an subtle smirk at the corner of his lip.

“At a club.” I scoffed. I grabbed my keys and was about to open the front door, to leave.

“A club, with that dress? I don’t think so.” He scoffed back. He stepped closer to you, then suddenly grabbing your wrist, a possessive glint in his eyes.

“We are supposed to be married. You can’t go around dressed like that.” He spoke in a low, commanding tone, one that couldn’t be ignored.

You just sighed— what’s wrong with him?

“Tsk, just stop talking. Don’t tell me what I can or can’t do.” I muttered as I grabbed the keys, opening the front door and left the house with an aggressive slam— not too hard, though. But still.

Once you left, Taehyun’s expression soured. He cursed softly, his hands gripping the pillow in the couch, tightly.

“Fucking stubborn brat.” He growled to himself, knowing there was no way he could force you to change your mind. But the thought of you in that right and revealing dress, out there in the club, with other men…

He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy deep within him. He’d never admit it, but he couldn’t stand the thought if you with someone else. This was the one thing that made him question his stoic nature.

. . . . .

Later that night, as you returned back home, exhausted from the night’s event, Taehyun was waiting for you— it surprised you.

“Did you have fun?” His voice was cold, but his eyes seemed to betrayed a hint of curiosity.

“Hm? Well…I guess so?”I mumbled as I took my heels off by the entrance, my feet hurting me as hell.

I looked at him; I wasn’t drunk at all, just tried as hell.

"Good." Taehyun nodded, not breaking eye contact, studying you intently. He could see the exhaustion on your face, and for some reason, it made him happy. You belonged to him, and only him.

"Go to sleep, y/n." He commanded, a bit of a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

I rolled my eyes. Why does he have to act like that, it just get me in my nerves for some reason.

“Tch…” I scoffed as I walked inside the bathroom to take a warm shower, just washing of the damn alcohol smell that my friend accidentally spilled over, mixed up with my sweat.

He watched you leave, his eyes following the sway of your hips. It was a sight that always left him wanting more. Once you were out of sight, Taehyun let out a deep breath.

"Damn it, Taehyun..." He muttered to himself, shaking his head. He knew you were a prize he shouldn't want, and yet, he was becoming more and more consumed by you.

It was just a matter of time before his feelings for you would be impossible to hide, and he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, you washed off the night's makeup, trying to forget the crude advances from the men at the club. As you got out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, you saw Taehyun in the bedroom, waiting for you.

"Come to bed, princess ." His voice was no longer cold, but rather, it had a seductive tone, a tone that made your heart beat a little faster.

I sighed, something was off with him. I just walked to the bedroom but I grabbed my panties and pajamas from my closet.

Taehyun watched you, his eyes never leaving your body as you moved. Once you had your clothes, you turned away from him, but he spoke before you could reach the privacy of the bathroom.

"Don't bother changing." He commanded, a clear hunger in his voice. You hesitated, glancing back at him over your shoulder.

"Why not?" I asked, confused. Taehyun's lips curved into a predatory smile.

"Because I want to see every inch of you, before you hide from me." His eyes were intense, leaving you breathless. You hesitated for a moment, but before you could reply, he was already walking towards you, his hunger for you growing stronger with each step.

Your heartbeat quickened, and your breathing grew shallow as Taehyun closed the distance. He reached for the towel, pulling it away from your body with a gentle yet assertive touch.

Exposed, you felt vulnerable, but also aroused, your nipples hardening in response to his intense gaze. Taehyun trailed his fingers down your arm, his touch sending shivers through your body.

"You're mine," he whispered, his voice low and seductive. "And I'll make sure you're never left wanting." His lips met yours, the kiss hungry and demanding. His hands roamed over your body, cupping your breasts, teasing your nipples, while the other hand slipped between your legs, finding your wetness.

"You want this, don't you?" he growled against your lips. "You want me, my wife." You nodded, biting your lip, unable to find your voice as he guided you to the bed, positioning you on all fours. He entered you roughly, filling you completely.

You gripped into the sheets so goddamn hard and tightly, that you never knew you could grip into something like that. Your face was facing the mattress of the bed as you moan.

“Oh fuck, Taehyun…” you breathed out. You felt the pain, probably because you have never had sex before. His thrusts were fast and deep.

Each moan you let out only fueled Taehyun's lust, pushing him to go even harder. His hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he dominated you completely.

“T-taehyun…it’s hurts…” I managed to somehow breathe it out. My voice had this shaky sound when I said it. I was gripping the sheets so tightly and it was so uncomfortable.

Taehyun slowed down when he heard my voice. He got concerned about you as he pulled out of you and turned you around on your back.

“Are you okay, y/n?!” He said under his heavy breathing. He looked very concerned— no, his eyes looked straight up worried for me.

I felt blush crawling up in my face out of embarrassment, I felt like an idiot for some reason. God, why do I have to act this way?

Taehyun saw your flustered face and softly smiled as he moved your hair away from your face and hovers over you.

“Princess, you okay?” He spoke so softly, something about this tone and demeanor made my heart skipping beats. He slowly caressed my right cheek. And the way he called me princess, oh god.

“…it hurts…” I whispered, almost mumbling and just feeling completely embarrassed.

“Do you want to try another way? Do you want me to stop- I can stop!” He whispered back, matching my tone. He kept caressing my cheek.

“No…no…I want this. It’s just- I-” I stammered, feeling more humiliated than embarrassed. It’s just in my head…

He smiles at you. Something about his smile…it was a genuine smile, a smile to show comfort, it just made my face get redder and redder.

“Let’s try this way then…I will be gently with you, okay? And if it hurts, tell me to stop and I will stop, okay baby?” The softness and the warmth in his voice made me feel less embarrassed.

The way he even called me baby, it made me feel safe in his arms.

He started to his me, his lips were so warm, so soft, so sweet and tender. His kisses was very passionate. You couldn’t help but lift your hand up to the nape of his neck and just kissing him back, while he’s hovering over you, his body weight being pressed over your body, but his holding a bit to not put his whole weight on you.

Taehyun moved down to your neck and gave you sweet and affectionate kisses. Giving you small love bites and sucking on your skin.

You couldn’t help but let out a gasp when his warm breathe was tickling your neck while giving you love bites and kisses on your soft skin.

He was trying to find your sensitive spot on your neck, to find it and make you squirm beneath him.

“Your taste so good, babygirl…” he mumbled very quietly under his breathe between the kissed, making his warm breathe tickling over again over your skin.

He hummed a but, making it have a small vibration sensation for a quick second. His hands roaming on your sides. That’s until you let out another gasp— he find your spot in your neck.

His hand finding it’s way to your breast and starts massaging it, which made you shiver. You let out a soft and a low moan.

You swore you felt a smirk speeding across his lips in the kisses. It gave you another wave of shivers.

“Mmm, baby…I wanna want you moan…” he whispered as he started kissing down your collarbone, then down to you nipple.

You squirmed a little bit, beneath him. You bit into your lips, just to not moan. But it felt so good.

“Don’t hold it, princess…” he whispered, his voice dropped to lowest, which sent you a millions of butterflies in your stomach. And you let out a moan when he started to suck on your breast and your nipple.

He took his sweet time by sucking with your nipple, and his left hand was massaging your other breast.

He started to kiss you lower and lower, kissing you stomach until he moved all the way down and he glanced up at him, to see if you will let him, if you enjoy this; and you did.

His lips hovered just above your clit. “So wet…” his tone dropped…he gave a kiss on your pussy, it made you let out a small, subtly moan.

He started to lick and flickering his tongue over your clit. Oh shit, oh shit.

That man has a good grip of your thighs and caressing as he kept flickering his tongue on your clit. That sent you a wave of pleasure. You let out a few moans— buckling your hips a bit upwards as a reaction.

“P-please…please…” you breathed out as you rolled your head back and your hand worked by itself— it find itself on top of his head, gently gripping onto his hair.

Taehyun glanced up, “please what, baby…?” He said in a seductive tone. He grinned and just went back to lick your clit.

“Don’t stop, please…” I moaned it out as my grip onto his hair tightened. It felt so good, too good. My back was arching upwards and I felt getting closer to my orgasm.

He sensed and knew you were close, so his finger find itself pushing inside of you. You barely felt that king finger entering you. But oh god, that felt heavenly.

"I'm going to make you come, y/n," he promised, his voice thick with emotion. "You're mine, and I'll give you everything you need."

His pace increased, and the tenderness turned back into urgency, but there was still a softness in his gaze, a feeling that he cared for you, that he needed you as much as you needed him.

As he was both licking your clit and finger fucking you, he pulled in his ring finger; two fingers are inside of you. You couldn’t help but moan in pleasure.

You heard him moan against your pussy and he looked like he was almost talking to himself, “oh, fuck yes..” he mumbles.

You looked down at him, you saw his hand movement; on his other free hand. He was stroking himself.

I moaned, he hit the spot with his finger and I was so close to cum. And he knew I was, based on how my hips buckled upwards and legs shaking subtly.

Suddenly, Taehyun stopped, pulling his fingers out and lifting up his head. Positioning himself between your legs.

“So beautiful…” he breathed out, more like a very hungry tone in his voice and eyes. That man looks like he can eat you up in a second.

A moan escaped me once he pushed his throbbing cock, searching and pegging for release. “Fuck…” the word just left my lips.

He started off slowly, looking at me, searching for any signs of me being in pain. “So tight…so fucking tight, princess” he moaned out.

The grip you had into that sheet was something you didn’t realize at all. You were in occupied with the pleasure your body was washing you over with. “M-more…” the pleading in your voice was making Taehyun grin.

“You want more, my princess?” He asked, his breath was uneven. “Show me how much of that more is.” He whispered into your ear as he grabbed you arms and pulled you upward, pulling your body toward him.

“Ride me. Show me how much you want me, how much of that more is.” Oh fuck, something about his voice just turned me on like a gasoline setting on fire in just less than a second.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, your elbows resting on his shoulder, closer the nape of his neck. You have never had sex with anyone, meaning you never had rode a damn dick. But fuck it, your body was working on its own, it has its own little brain.

His hands roaming your sides, stopped by your hips and helped you out. You started moving up and down, very slowly, just to feel it.

“Mm…just like that, baby” he whispered as he captured my nipple with his mouth and started licking it, kissing it, sucking on it, gosh…

The pleasure you had in you, you just wanted to explore it more. You. Want. More. You started riding him faster, it was clear that you were in need.

His moan left his mouth, something about hearing his moan, it was making me wanna do things to him, thing I have never done.

“Just like that, my pretty girl” oh, oh, that’s it; you literally used all of your energy into this, you peak was starting to build up, you rode him faster, that’s the fastest you can go.

The hips of his, they buckled upwards as another moan escaped his mouth. His head, he doesn’t know if he wanna suck your tits or jerk his head back.

Moans left my mouth, we are moth getting closer to reach out damn orgasms. He’s staring at my breast bouncing along with my up and down movements. He looked at my pleasure that was written all over my face.

Fuck, your so close. “Tae- I’m…” I breathed out, totally lost, my brain is foggy. “You’re close.” He finished your unfinished sentence.

Your legs are shaking, your knees are getting weak, so close, so close…

“Cum for me, baby…” he demanded you, yet it sounded like his pleading you to do so. You just let out your moans, panting like an animal, you wish you could do more than this, but you can’t.

With one swift motion, he pushed you down on your back, making you let out a small yelp. He positioned himself between your legs and started to fuck you.

You don’t know what went though you but you moaned out his name like your life depended on it. That gave Taehyun shivers down his spine. His brain was spinning, getting foggy, hell, probably seeing starts too.

“Fuck, y/n! I’m gonna…cum…” he panted it out. “You want me to cum in you, huh?” His voice was leaning more against the teasing side, yet he sounded serious, which he was.

“Please…p-please do it…” your voice was barely audible, your legs hugging just about his hips so tightly, pushing him deeper inside of you.

“Fuck…you’re making me cum,” he said that, straight into your ear and started kissing your jaw and neck. He looked at you in the eyes, your eyes rolling back. This felt like you were sent to heaven.

He used his last energy to fuck you hard and fast, you’re moaning like an animal in the wild and he’s just there whimpering along with a few moans, right into you ear.

He captured your lips with his, kissing you, slipping in his tongue. Both of you moaning into each other mouths. “I’m gonna cum, my pretty…”

With an exaggerated moan from him, he spilled his seed inside of you, “oh, fuck…fuck” he cursed under his breathe, he didn’t stop, he wanted to see you cum for him. “Cum for me, baby.”

Your moans filling the room, the moistest sound of your wetness and his seed together was playing in your ears.

If swore you either saw white OR black washing over your eyes as I reached your orgasm. This was something you have never experienced before, hell, you thought you passed out for a second as you squirted. squirted? Yeah, you squirted for the first time of your life, neither did you know you could’ve done that with your own body.

A gasp escaped Taehyun’s mouth as you wet his cock, his hot abs and even the damn bed. “Mmm…just like that, princess.” He collapsed on top of you as both of you panted.

His hand reached to move a stand if your hair from your face and gave you a kiss on your forehead. “So pretty…” he whispered.