#he's been zoomin

[quickboot]

Slow down little guy you are breathing SO fast

[sketchingtons]

Bart Allen number 12?

I adore your art btw!!

A Bart Allen/Impulse in Palette 12 comin at ya!!

Thanks so much for the request of Bart, it’s been so long since I’ve drawn my boi and I had a blast with this-your palette choice was super fun to work with as well! 🙌

Thanks so much for the request and the kind words, hope you like how it turned out! 😊

(It’s been a bit more than a year since my last Color Palette Challenge, so this has been a fun challenge to revisit; was looking through the ones from last year and found another Bart request that I had done-check it out here if you want a comparison from my style then and now!)

[vanweezer]

butterfly in the skyyyyyyy i can fly twice as highhhhh

∞

[skrunksthatwunk]

just put my snake in his newly refurbished enclosure and he's doing laps <333

[bsecco]

they are sooooo happy he's gone lol

[humblequestvinyl]

i'm not pretty

I’M NOT PRETTY, CONRAD FISHER X FEM!READER

APART OF THE ‘ANOTHER ON THE WAY’ SERIES

SUMMARY: while dating one of the hottest boys on cousin’s beach, and an accidental like on an old instagram post, singer y/n l/n realizes exactly what her relationship with the entails, and past girls she might have pissed off.

inspired by i’m not pretty by megan moroney

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lowercase is intentional! wc: 0.7k

warnings: reader is blonde today (i promise this will make sense), belly being kinda a bitch!! (peace and love), use of nickname/relationship nicknames (babe)

a/n: guys this is not my best work but thats what i get for not writing since november

“UM, HEY CONRAD?”

y/n called out as she sat in the kitchen of the susannah fisher’s beach house, and the boy turned the corner, giving the girl he loved a wide smile.

“what’s up sunshine?”he questioned, resting his head on the shoulder of the blonde, and he could see instagram open on the girl’s phone, “who’s this?”

y/n pulled up a profile, with her face filled with confusion, and she heard conrad groan as soon as he saw it, “is it someone bad?”

“my ex girlfriend.”conrad told her, and the girls lips shaped into an ‘oh’, before tilting her head slightly.

“but i thought you and nicole were just a fling?”she questioned before conrad went back and tapped on the profile once more, “sunshine that isn’t nicole.”

“that’s belly.”

isabel conklin. the girl that had always loved conrad, and could never move past the breakup between the two. even now when she was interested in his brother, and conrad was dating y/n, the girl couldn’t move past the boy that should have been hers.

“yeah, that explains a bit of it.”y/n shifted back in her seat as conrad walked across the island, and raised an eyebrow at her, “what! you and i both know she wasn’t exactly nice to me the last time i was here while she was.”

y/n was right, belly wasn’t nice to her the last time the two were both at the beach house together. in the blonde’s words, the girl was a bitch. but she tried to be as nice as she could for conrad’s sake, knowing how much the conklins meant to his family.

“did she comment anything?”conrad questioned, and y/n shook her head no, “maybe she heard one of the songs you wrote and accidentally liked the post.”

the blonde gave the boy a look, knowing how wrong he was, “i love how naive you are.”

“i am not naive!”conrad argued as the blonde walked away, up towards the guest bedroom she had been staying in at the fisher’s beach house.

“keep telling yourself that babe!”y/n shouted before she climbed up the stairs, and into the room where her guitar sat, just screaming at her to write a song for her upcoming EP.

the girl had recently been signed to a record label, and while the inspiration had been there, the words wanting to be sung had disappeared from thin air. until now it was almost like a fire had been lit under her as soon as she got the instagram notification, all the words wanted to spill out of her.

it was almost hours before conrad finally peaked into the room, to see his girlfriend hovering over her song book, with her guitar playing and he could see himself in the background of her video.

“somewhere out there, my boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend is scrolling through my instagram.”she sang, and a small smile crept up onto conrad’s face knowing this would make her ep.

“tearing me down, passing the phone around like there’s nothing better to talk about.”the blonde went on, playing what conrad would call a beautiful cord progression on her guitar, “zoomin out, zoomin in, overanalysing.”

“head queen of the mean girl’s committee.”

“but whatever helps, keep telling yourself i’m not that pretty.”she finished, before turning off her video, finally noticing conrad standing in the doorway.

“that’s going on the EP isn’t it?”he questioned as y/n stood up, wrapping her arms around the boy she adored.

she looked up at him with a wide smile, before nodding slightly,

“you know me so well, lover boy.”

[silverstonesainz-archive]

the man that you are – daniel ricciardo instagram edit

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yourusername daniel joseph ricciardo, the man that you are. as tough as it’s been, your resilience and spirit never ceases to amaze me. im so lucky to witness you & all you do, so lucky to love and be loved by you. i am so proud of you, of all your accomplishments, and of all you have yet to achieve. this might be your last race in orange, but not your last ever. you’ll be back. i love you mr. dr3 🫶🏼

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georgerussell63 gonna miss you, but we’ll be back to racing soon mate 💪🏼 enjoy your break!

danielricciardo i love you so much ❤️

danielfan1 im so sad, but this isn’t goodbye, i know it’s not 😭❤️

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danielricciardo what a race, what a season, what an era it has been. a million thanks to the team, for all the work you’ve done over the last two years. to the fans, the papaya army, thank you for having faith in me and for all your support. to my family for all your love. and finally to my girl, for standing by me through it all. i’ll be back, i’ll make sure of it. 🧡✨

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danielfan2 we love you so much honey badger, enjoy your break 🤍

yourusername i love you 🤎

landonorris see you on the grid soon danny ric 🤜🏼

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yourusername update: still zoomin 😳🏎️💨

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maxverstappen1 big car guy huh?

yourusername who would’ve guessed? 🤔

danielfan3 y/n be honest, how is he?

yourusername he’s doing great 😌

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danielricciardo much needed break. feeling like myself again 😁👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼

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danielfan4 there’s that smile we know and love!!!!

georgerussell63 lookin good danny ric!!!!

danielfan5 see you soon? 🫣

danielricciardo see you soon 😉🤝

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note: daniel ricciardo, i love you so much.

and yes, requests for ig aus are open.

[snowed-leopard]

I dont’t know if y’all are down for 1600 words of only slightly jargon filled and incredibly niche headcanons, but here we go?

The mercs go sailing! (And also boating / paddling in general. They deserve the options.)

(There’s a small glossary of terms, and reference photos of the boats I’m thinking about and mentioning at the end for your convenience. Please note I’m a pretty amateur sailor and I’ve prolly explained or typed something wrong) ((yes it got nerdy enough I felt a glossary was warranted, I’m sorry))

scout: Oh dear god this man is gonna be a mess until he gets it but when he does he goes ZOOMIN. put him in a sunfish or a racing boat, like a catamaran. first time he's on a steep heel he screams like a baby but when he realizes it means more speed he's totally down, hook him into that cat's trampoline straps and eat his sea spray, bitch. (He does not care that they are on a freshwater lake, it’s sea spray in his heart) he's a chronic capsizer in a sunfish though because he keeps overcorrecting when trying to catch all the wind he can. He is banned from the motorboats for reckless behavior and roughhousing enough to nearly send poor pyro and demo overboard. Gets sent up the mast on one of the bigger boats to fix a light on the top of the mast and nearly shits his pants despite being very assuredly safe.

heavy: he honestly would probably run the motor boats the most, but if there had been a chance for one of the really large sailing vessel (40-70ft) where he actually has room to move, he would be down. hes mostly just reading and fishing out beached or turtled mercs. occasionally drafted into helping scout unflip bc heavy actually weighs enough to leverage the daggerboard right, unlike scout, because he keeps filling his sail with water and making more effort to right the boat. He’d be a saint if he could work the 30 footers when they’re pulling the halyards to turn because he’d be able to pull those so well, is weary of the boom from his height

demo: he's chilling on a flat bottomed fishing boat napping and fishing for most of the day, but he periodically goes out in a canoe with sniper to catch some fish separate from the motor boat, and also mess around. his balance is just messed up enough that later in the day he can't really do any of the 20 foot boats and definitely not a sunfish, but if you catch him earlier in the day he'd probably manage a nice trip in a 20 footer. He gets a little rowdy on the big 30 foot and tries to swing around on the side stays while horsing around with scout and as the boat jerks, he totally falls. it was inevitable one of the men would do he just ended up the unlucky bastard to be the center of the man overboard drill

Engie: splits his time fishing on the motorboat and messing around with all the boats, he does a little of everything, he most of all likes the 20-30 footers because he can calculate out all the rope tensions and physical at play in the down moments between turns without having to worry too much. He does enjoy the quiet of being alone in the sunfish tho, the rest of the boys joke he just likes it because they’re the same size as him (small).

 thinks about how much speed he’d need to run them over with in said sunfish to make them quit. Barely refrains. He is incredibly interested in tinkering with the motors on all of the sailboats and motorboats to see how he could improve their efficiency. Refrains on basis of not wanting to kill them and wreck the boat

sniper: snipes is mostly kayaking around away from everyone's chaos to do some fishing and birdwatching, probably hops on the 20 footer with demo for chill times, hates the sunfish because he kept getting hit by the boom because he was too tall to bend under it when turning and couldn’t rig it higher up and medic got tired of coming back in and taking care of the head wounds. He is having a grand time when scout’s not harassing him in the sunfish. But he does get very accurate at using his paddle to splash scout. Comes in with the biggest haul of fish, crabs, prawns, and inexplicably, 3 turtles, a duck, and a righteously confused snapping turtle for everyone to grill up at the end of the day.

pyro: on the catamaran with scout zipping around. heard the boat had a trampoline, was sorely disappointed, but is bouncing on it anyways. does not like the sunfish because swimming in their suit isn't fun when they don’t anticipate it and they kept tipping before they got the hang of it. bizarrely good at tying the knots for the lines though, no one knows how they manage this though their gloves. got heavy to drive the motor boat really fast while they sit on the front and despite how rough it is (you slam up and down a little when you go really quick) they are hooting and hollering and having the time of their life. Nearly lost the sunhat they brought along and cried. Sniper has to dive down in the lake to retrieve it for them.

spy: this man absolutely used to competitively race, he yearns for his old racing boat back in france, gets over it by trying to teach the others the noble art of it, scout is the only one who tries and races and they get along oddly well once they get past scouts incessant ability to turtle sunfish. he's also on the 20 footer a lot because it reminds him of his old boat (he brings it up at every opportunity, very insufferable about it) he can absolutely do all of the fancy knot tricks that are a bitch and a half to master. Will rant about boat maintenance and design. Very Opinionated about what makes some boats ugly or beautiful. One of the only times he gets down and dirty is to maintain or repair the boats and their motors. He surprises engineer majorly with his knowledge.

medic: mostly likes the big 30 footer but does not mind going on the kayaks once or twice. gets a little wild with the helm (steering) commands, gets very dramatic with it. most likely to get sea sick to me, he also manages to scamper around rigging with far more grace than you would think. He is utterly enamoured with the various ways these boats can and have injured people though. He finds the interiors of the larger ones quite cozy and likes the design. The birds love following him around as he sails and stretching their wings, nestle back on him when they get tired. It gives him a fucked up pirate vibe with the chilling grin and bloody dove from sitting on snipers head on his shoulder.

soldier: oh goodness, have you ever wanted more naval trivia? because this man has all of it, correct and not. used overhand knots as stopper knots on the sails (derogatory) and gave spy a conniption because of it. he's lookout on the bigger boats because he wanted to "command the largest of their naval fleet" he has an impressive ability to know the wind and gauge its changes and how to keep the right point of sail (how your sails are set up) he's very "old eccentric sailing guy" to me. He is a beast at charting and piloting (positive) and can do dead reckoning math (slightly complex little bit of locational determination based on what’s around you at what angle and speed) with surprising ease. Excellent at doing knots, uses them wrong. (He’s doing that part intentionally to give spy grief. Whoever said solly couldn’t have a little fun?)

sunfish, little 1-2 people boat, about 14 feet long, very nimble, but flip (and luckily unflip) easily. Need lower wind speeds because itty bitty (not my personal fave to sail, but incredibly popular still, they’re not bad I just prefer larger less flippy boats)

catamaran: two hulled boat, used a lot for racing, has a web like a trampoline stretched between them, with straps sewn on so you can slide your feet under to not fall, or clip yourself right onto one of the side stays. 1-3 people ish (incredibly fun to sail, seem like they’re slow until they grab the wind right then you’re gone. I know a dude with a hilarious custom sail for his)

20 footer: general term im using for all the medium sized 2-6 person sailboats of abt this length (this specifically I’m showing here is a Chrysler buccaneer 18! IRL I’m working to repair one currently)

30 footer: like above, but these are up to maybe 8 or more people, minimum of 4 ish though for the sake of control in my very non expert opinion (what I’m specifically showing here is a tartan 30, which I also routinely sail! Ours is a piece of shit with a busted internal motor so we bolted a comparatively tiny one to the back. and I lover her anyways, we call her water rat even though that is most definitely not her name)

heel: when you’re boats at an angle in the water relative to the water, how flat or angled you are, having this is good! It means you’re catching a lot of wind and less boat in the water means less drag (you can see it in the catamaran pic)


daggerboard: a removable board in small boats like sunfish, (exists in other forms in larger boats) that points straight down and keeps the boat moving in a straight line, it pokes out the bottom and when you flip you pull down on this with all your (and your partner’s if you have one) weight to right your boat again. Do it fast or your sail will fill with water like a scoop and make it harder.


sidestay: mostly on 20 ish and up size boats, part of the system of metal cables that put tension on your mast to keep it pointed up straight, one of the things u can hold on (never hold onto rope) on a boat for stability part from handles and safety lines


boom: the metal pole running parallel to the deck of the boat at the bottom of the main sail, it's called a boom because when you turn, and it swings to the other side of the boat with the sail, and if your head is in the way well… it sounds like boom. Gives concussions even on sunfish, the power of metal tuning, and speed.


halyards: the lines you pull on the big boats when turning, have enough tension that they need winches to tighten and take in often times

[dylanisdazed]

Ello doods!!

Thanks again for all the well-wishes and concern!

A lot of people have been asking questions, so I figured I'd just make a post!

I fell off a THIRD-floor balcony! However, the house was one where the front was three levels, but in the back, the first level was sort of underground so it was really only like a second-floor fall and luckily it was in a grassy area!

Soooo, I was completely naked and uh, me and Adam were uh, doin stuff 🥰👀 I climbed up on the railing to bend over to give him better access 😂🙃 which he kept telling me not to but it was kinda hot and then boop I tumbled right on over. Adam came zoomin down and called 911! He was really worried because my head was bleeding (just a minor cut on the back of my head) and I was pretty delirious 🙃😂

Fortunately, I just have some bruising on my face and right side of my body, although they said they'll look worse in a day or 2, a concussion and I'm REALLY sore, especially my right shoulder and arm.

My body has been through a LOT this weekend. 😂👀👀👀

💚

I also want to thank my bubba and Eli for keepin' the boys and doing a great job!

[squeiky]

Ive lost myself into the depths of Metaos (Metal Sonic x Chaos 0) (again)

(Gonna add more drawings under the cut. Dont wanna make this too long on the feed 😊)

I have a hard time draw kisses. I keep practicing, but its not easy. So instead i just make these two do what i call a little "pikachu kiss" where they just touch their little snouts together and nuzzle, then a spark of electricity appears for as long as they decided to nuzzle.

Also, i drew Chaos with a tounge. Yeah thats cannon in his final form (so i added it to his zero form. Also added the lizard-type eyelids too, so you can see his lizard styled sclera!).

I love how quickly chaos goes from 0 to 100.

Also yeah height differences, Metal is the short king (by like 3 inches maybe?). It finally got to be the robot king 👏👏👏

I like to think that the reason Neo Metal Sonic didnt just go and take the biodata from chaos himself (as he probably would've been totally chill with it) is just cause he got flustered and ran away. Also its kind of akward having to ask.

Also i headcannon that chaos just eat (or absorb) the animal freinds, considering they just straight up disapear once you give them one, so the fact that Chaos saw froggy and randomly decided to eat it, then puked it out an ran out- probably meant that chaos just doesnt like frogs, and that him turing into a frog- was because he is related to chao and once he eats a live animal freind, whether he likes it or not, will turn into it, for a short while.

I started making concepts for Metaos stickers (and valentimes day cards) Mostly am making them for myself, but if anyones interested i totally would start selling em' for a couple bucks or something (idk)

Just thinking about them sharing baby photos (aka blueprints & concept art and using live children as examples because your species are all identical)

Some zoomins of my favorite doodles:

(Ran out of pictures i can add 😭)

[catboybiologist]

Attempting to retrieve his rock for cleaning

This devious little sprinter has been flipping dishes and burrowing like mad for the past couple of days. His outdoor time has resumed and he's ZOOMIN

[skrunksthatwunk]

saw my snake yawn two days in a row!!! hell yeah

[darlingpwease]

im in the car right now and it's zoomin through the highway like a sequoia seed fucking like a bullet train. but hrrrr HRRRR HRHRHRHRHR HRHRGRGRHRHRHR alpha w wolf yuuta :)))) who is sweet and tender and shy and takes diligent care of his friends with you, the first alpha of the group. naturally, you pair up for effeciency, and to learn from one another. only for you to grow far, far too close and like each other far too much. you take care of each other so devotedly it hurts. and sweet, dear yuuta sheds his meek disposition for an extremely aggressive one when you officially become mates; standing down anyone he perceives as a threat to you. even when he threatens to tear off the face of a stranger, he still quietly whines for your affection-- closely pressing his face into yours, kissing you till your lips bruise. he'll absent-mindedly fiddle with your hair and/or trace the skin along your nape and watch as you shiver from his touch, even make other rivals watch as you growl into his neck and squeeze his waist tightly. yuuta lets no one else touch you or love you like he does and applies the same to himself for you. so terribly possessive and obsessive and your sweet boy :))))!!!!

'zoomin through the highway like a sequoia seed fucking like a bullet train' darling<3 thank you for the soundtrack I love driving at high speeds so much hshshhs /srs; hope you get a good ride, don't forget to buckle up <33 [advice for the future, considering how much time has already passed]

*meme with cat & microphone* please tell us what it's like to be a rare supplier of alpha x alpha dynamic? /pos /hj

MUTUAL SUPPORT!

cw hybrid au implied + omegaverse au elements; heavy unhealthy behaviour, animal behaviour, heavy petting, bloody biting

When there are more than one alpha in groups, it is natural that a hierarchy of experience and strength is built; even if you often participate in puppy fuss and behave democratically, competition for the main role always remains an important part of any communication. After all, this is an internal struggle for a resource, an important part of any intraspecific selection, and even if society and years of evolution have made everything less bloody, these are instincts — something that has not yet been replaced by cold reason.

Yuuta is not interested in competition or the main role, and even when you pull him into a puppy romp, — allows you to easily win, anxiously clutching your clothes as you hover over him. Yuuta is just such a soft and gentle alpha, almost too timid and anxious for someone who has to take over the management and control of the future group and lead it. Maybe you wouldn't sincerely call yourself "the most skilled alpha", but definitely understood such things better than Yuuta — anyone understands such things better than Yuuta — and allow yourself to slip from original goals.

He's just looks like a puppy — both literally and figuratively — with this "eternally in need of help" face and anxious grabbing when something happens, looking for a smarter and stronger alpha in you, watching you to learn the same, and you can't resist when notice how he tries to repeat after you or uses the same methods (being without you) in order to be more like a "good" alpha. You know about it — and it's as damn charming as it is almost embarrassing, knowing that he's taking an example from you as another alpha. You're not that experienced or old, but he still looks with a twinkle in eyes, absorbing your every word or movement on the coordination of the group, and you, you can't say to yourself "don't pay attention" when you see his need to become a better alpha.

You don't say that he is under your care, or that you are teaching him, or that he is your protégé — everyone understands this anyway, looking at how carefully you study each other and with each other; when you start walking only together or spend a lot of time alone, getting along with each other so well, that you can't avoid playful attention and small innocent jokes (not everyone decides to mess with two alphas). You do not resist and do not try to dispel them — you are not exactly in search of a mate; any partner is building a new group, and you are not ready to create a joint nest. Yuuta only blushes at this, like an overripe poppy, but does not answer anything, mumbling something when you ask if everything is fine, shyly looking away, but convincing that he is fine.

Yuuta smells even too nice for an alpha; something calm, pleasant, making you feel warm and good, and he definitely shouldn't smell so good for an alpha like you, but he does it, without flinching even when you sit closer, nuzzling his neck from fatigue and exhaustion, not preventing him from continuing to do his business. However, he is polite and affectionate enough to pay attention to you, standing still for your convenience, obediently raising and lowering head whenever you want, purring as you wrap your arms around his thin waist, snuggling closer. It's not that you were interested in other alphas — their smells were too sharp, their behavior was too competitive, their aggression was too reflective — but if it was Yuuta, then, maybe, you would be interested in alpha. As an exception.

Just in theory — it's not that you think of him as a possible partner or, even more so, as a possible keeper of your nest. Even if he was almost plush, he was an alpha — not the best choice for another alpha. But the way Yuuta strokes you, touching your skin with his fingertips and gently caressing, as if seducing you, in a sensual silence, covered only by the sounds of your common breathing, is more than exciting, and this is definitely the reason why your heart beats as fast as his.

... When Yuuta clings to you, wrapping his long legs around your body, pressing into you, whispering, almost crying, that he can't replace you with the partner you should have, — the best partner you will definitely have, — but he loves you, and the only thing he wants is for you to keep him close with yourself until you find someone better, letting him be around and take care of you, and it's so awkward and strange and embarrassing,

and you don't understand why you feel so hot when he whines, hiding head in your neck, gently scratching you and trembling on your chest, depending on you and any of your words or movements. He is dependent on you,

too dependent on you,

and you are too excited about it.

You cannot reject him, even when he naively presses his face to your face, whining like a puppy from fear and delight, trying to kiss you.

Yuuta is affectionate; so gentle and timid, putting chin on your outstretched palm and shamelessly exposing his neck when you leave your lovebites under loud purring, knowing that he will not hide them or deny that they are yours. He never denies or hides you.

(The shape of your teeth in the likeness of a marriage ring on his ring finger is more than eloquent about what you mean when call him your "mate".)

Even if Yuuta growls almost as shamelessly low, baring fangs when someone starts behaving wrong, too wrong, forcing him to wrap around you and almost bare claws, threatening to scratch anyone who moves too close to you — as a warning; no one even dares to violate your space, let alone find out what will happen after the 'warning'.

You are TAKEN.

He's purrs like a huge cat when holds the edge of his t-shirt in mouth, allowing you to touch him and slide your fingers down, treating him like a pet, massaging his stomach and squeezing thin waist, perfectly turning into hips and thighs, wrapping around you; his belly is cute, easily squeezing through when you lightly press on it, perfect for a knot, — but you don't respond to quiet whining when Yuuta watches you check something. His nest, the first joint nest, a small love nest for two, specially built for you according to your preferences, looks so good, but Yuuta is closely watching your every look at what's around to see your real opinion; you don't know if he's whining for you to tell him what you're doing or what you think about this nest, — you don't say anything, just leaning closer to him,

And Yuta gasps when you start humping, gently rubbing and making him bend in the back, allowing you to continue at a more comfortable angle, caressing even harder and faster through clothes, touching heated skin with your lips, forcing him to moan and whine while his body is pressed down, unable to move except to incoherently push his hips in an attempt to return the caress. Yuuta is flexible, agile, wriggling under you to grab your clothes, hiding face in your shoulder, hanging on to you tightly even when you lift him higher to continue pushing harder, hearing only a purr mixed with moans when he takes his face away from your neck to immediately snuggle back, looking for your smell and leaving bloody the marks on your neck — but you don't feel them at all, being intoxicated from everything that is happening, just feeling how Yuuta encourages you not to stop, everything is fine, he's fine, even when your smell becomes too much for an ordinary alpha in a nest of this size.

If he could, he would stay in this nest with you forever.

When Yuuta is almost hanging on you, sleepily purring, looking for a source of energy in you, behaving more than eloquently about your closeness, you are more than sure that no one else will approach you, even if you smell like another alpha. Yuuta just has this ability to intimidate others, although you would say that this does not come from biological reasons like smell (like yours), but from something more subconsciously social.

But even if he modestly and quietly intimidates others, you don't mind. In any case, he does it with the best of intentions.

(he doesn't need to know that you encourage him or know about it, however.)

Your smell can become 'too' much only for strangers when you grab Yuuta by the waist, possessively wrapping your arm around it, digging your fingers into side, probably leaving a bruise, but Yuuta only purrs softly, not letting you realize it. A soft, almost weightless kiss on your cheek relaxes you — only to get even angrier, feeling an attempt to invade your space. You don't know how it happens; you don't like it when someone flirts with him, and that's okay, but it's not normal — you're abnormally obsessive with him, and you know it when Yuuta is completely pressed against you, even if he hasn't taken a step himself, and his neck is pressed to your lips.

It's wrong, but if you could... you don't know what you would do to him or them so that it wouldn't happen again. So that no one else flirts with him, no one perceives your smell as "friendly", no one ignores that he is clearly not free. He's yours.

Only yours.

“Love, it's good, it's all good...”

Your mate.

“They just wanted to ask me...”

Your alpha.

“if I had someone.”

An alpha that also smells like other alphas is more successful.

In the end, collectivism and mutual assistance — if an alpha is close to another alpha, then the pack is more likely to survive than if there is only one alpha in the pack. Sometimes it happens that alphas specifically call several alpha-like betas to create the illusion of other alphas.

The principle of mutual support.

“You're mine.”

Yuuta wants to answer something, but doesn't know what, panting and whining, grabbing for you when you kiss him again; whining even more pitifully when you leave a bloody mark on his lips; only to lift head and let you bite his neck, biting the skin until it bleeds under his attempts to be quiet. Maybe you didn't know how to intimidate others, it was something more than you could, but you know what you can do.

Perhaps making sure that your smell becomes his smell will be a fairly short cut if you can't do the same as him.

(maybe this is what Yuuta really wants — but you definitely don't need to know about it, even if he wants you to know about it.)

[sunnydayroleplay]

Hi hi hey! Hru doing? Jack, Joseph, and Jean reacting to Y/N innocently spreading their legs as they sit down on the couch, only for them to grab the remote underneath said couch. Hopefully this made sense -w- Thank you so very much ehe :3

Hey Hi! I'm doin' great, yourself? You are one thirsty baby aren't cha? 3 at a time? Surprised you didn't want more~ Well, prepare for a ride my dear, buckle those seat-belts! This car is zoomin'! Contents inside: Soft, soft NSFW...to an extent. That's basically how I can describe it. ____________________________________________________________

-Jack-

It's late in the afternoon, the sun is beginning to set, and the sky turned into all sorts of sweet, soothing colors. The clouds just freshly wispy, and the mood mellow. Jack sat on your living room couch, his legs straight in front of him, his posture slouched. For once he wasn't cleaning up even the slightest of dust from the window sills, but he was relaxing. Soft music played from a radio you bought at your nearby thrift store that Jack seemed to put great interest in. He hummed along to his favorite tunes, his eyes closed and his head resting back. You thought it was cute how he didn't seem to have an idea of what was going on around him when he was in his own little world. Apart from you, of course. You decided that you wanted to watch a movie, and so you looked around the general area to find where you placed that 8 inch, black slim remote of yours. No matter where your head turned, or how many times you retraced your steps, you could not find that darn thing in under 5 minutes. So, you do what any average person would do. Look underneath everything. You look underneath a few tables, inside your bed and laundry baskets, inside of drawers in the kitchen. And when the time came for you to check underneath the couch, you sat down in front of Jack. He lifted his head up to look at you. "Sunshine? What are you-"

Jack's cheeks flush softly as you place your hands on his knees, and spread open his legs. You look up at him for only a brief moment, before going underneath the couch, and pulling out that pesky remote that just keeps running away. Jack was a bit disappointed, and he very obviously pouted at you when you emerged back to his knee level. "[...], I think I need help with something~" He looks away, his face even more red, you teased him so badly, and now you better apologize~ Biting his lower lip, he let out a low groan and a breathly whimper. Now you better take care of him~

-Joseph-

The night sky was dark, the air's winter breeze blew cold. No matter how high the temperature on the heater was set, it was always send goosebumps everywhere on your skin. Joseph sat on the couch staring into nothing but his own thoughts. He had you laying your head in his lap, his hands within your hair. You snuggled up against his warm and strong thighs, mumbling softly on how nice he caressed the back of your neck, and massaged your shoulders. He enjoyed whenever the two of you hung out like this. Nothing to bother you two, no work, no one calling or texting you, just pure wholesomeness and contentment between you and Joseph. Joseph brought up the idea that maybe you two should watch a movie to end this night on a different note, not that he doesn't appreciate doing nothing with you. You got up from your nice set of fluffed up pillows, and you searched around for a familiar device. The most logical thing to do was to search where the remotes's always been hidden every other time you lost it. Underneath the couch's dark dark abyss. Collecting dust, random socks, and other random things you swept underneath when you got too lazy to pick it up. You got onto your knees in front of Joseph. He looked down in front of you, his legs bouncing up and down and faster the longer you sat down in front of him. His face heated up pretty quickly. His face held such a look of desperation, and he only wanted what he thought was coming next. You looked up at him, inching closer and closer, only to duck under, your face almost pressed against the cold floors, as you reached underneath the dusty couch to pull out that sweet device you were looking for. "Something wrong, Joey?" "Yeah, there is~" "What's up?" "Darlin' I'll tell you what's up~" He pulled you by the collar of your shirt. His lips were pressed against the your ear, as he growled out his needs. You could feel your own face flush as he licked the tips of your ear, nibbling on them gently, then pulling his mouth way. His arms were leaned against the couch, he spread his legs just a little wider. You could catch the hint, and he was so happy you did~

-Jean-

Jean was unfortunately working at home. Now, with Jean working, he's not one to enjoy much conversation or other "distractions", mainly for the reason that he just wants to get his said work over with, and nothing to get in the way. Even if it means not talking to you. With a lengthy, heavy weighted script in his left hand, a bright pink highlighter in the other, highlighting the character's name 'Rory' and any other lines that he had to memorize. He had you sitting in his lap, your legs wrapped around his lower back, and your arms wrapped around his waist as your head rested on his warm shoulders, your nose tucked inside his neck. You didn't say anything as to not bother his working process of trying to memorize every single line in the god awful adult version of an elementary school multiplication packet. You just sat down waiting for him to finish so you could talk to him and have his attention on you instead of the cream colored pages stapled together. Jean groaned in distress as he slammed the script shut onto the floor beside the couch, throwing the pink highlighter with it. He rubbed his eyes tiredly, you got up from resting your head down and you face him. "I'm done with this shit." "Are you sure baby?" "I ain't in the mood to figure out the rest of them damn lines. How 'bout we just watch a movie?" You held onto Jean's soft, soft face. Gently rubbing his freckled cheeks. You got up and began your journey of searching for a certain object that has the job of turning on the T.V for the both of your entertainment. You flip over a few couch cushions, or you look behind the T.V itself, but you came up with nothing. Jean requested the idea of not needing to watch a movie, but just cuddle up next to you with the hopes the remote would pop up eventually. Shaking your head no, determined with the quest of finding the damned thing, You got on your knees, placing your hands on Jean's inner thighs, as you gave them a tight squeeze. He let out a low, quiet moan, as you slowly spread his legs. A sweet smile crept from his face, as his right hand pushed back his hair. His head tilted and his back arched. He was so needy, and you were so mean for ducking right in between his ankles, to search under the couch's dark shadows to pull out the remote you needed. When you got back up, remote in hand, Jean was not happy. His arms were crossed, and his face in a pout , he eyed you. Looking you up and down. He crossed his legs, and you let out a soft giggle. You made his way back on his lap, as he grabbed your waist roughly, gently biting your collar bones and neck.

"You're not leaving until I say you are, you hear?"

"Y-Yes honey~"

[didyoutrydynamite]





Sorry if this was asked. I know it was asked on a individual basis(Adam i believe) but I dont know if its been answered for all invididuals of your AUs. The question, in a world with no Grimm or similar creatures, what would the members of the Renegades and team JNRZ would do? As in what jobs or similar activites do you think they would do?

Ah, the good ol' Modern Au question, I was wondering when this would happen.Luckily for you, I'm pretty sure this is the first time someone has asked me this!

Right off the bat, Team JNRZ are all regular high school students going to Bulwark High.

Jaune: Average high school student, trying to figure out what to do with his life. Does a lot of volunteer work and helping out the local community with odd jobs.

Neon: One of the popular kids, likes to go to parties, streams on twitch, part of a roller derby team, and is big on community out reach programs and local politics.

Reese: On her way to be valedictorian of her year, trouble maker on the side. Skateboards afterschool, President of the Robotics Club, and constantly a thorn in Principal Cordovin's side.

May: Quiet bookish girl in school. Studying to become a judge when she gets older, part times as a book store clerk, runs a secret cosplay blog on Zoomin.

Cinder: Finishing her final year in college for her marketing degree, temping at a Talent agency. Despite the promising career ahead of her, she's still trying out new things and side hobbies to try and find her "true calling". These include critic, model, fashion design, and culinary art.

Neo: Wonderful assistant to famous magician Roman Torchwick. They do big spectacular shows and she has fun and engaging stage presence with the audience. Side gigs as a model and competes in gymnastic competitions.

Adam: Does quite a few things to get by. Back up guitar and back up vocals in a band, bartender, and part time auto mechanic. Received his eye scar from a police brutality incident when he was younger, so now he focuses a lot on Faunus Rights and participates in protests.

[gods-no-longer-tread-here]

Tiger & Bunny daemon au because I read The Golden Compass as a baby and it altered my DNA:

Kotetsu: you might think a tiger, or perhaps a canid. incorrect. Kotetsu's daemon is a mustelid like a stoat or otter. trust me on this I have been thinking about him for 12 years

Barnaby: rabbit? fox? something elegant? no, that boy is too feral. his daemon is a badger.

Nathan: peacock. self-explanatory. beautiful, dangerous, and kind of silly.

Karina: a very fluffy cat who looks like a supermodel and has the sweetest, politest meows.

Ivan: crow or moth, because those lil dudes can imitate anything and can be very sneaky.

Pao Lin: probably still young enough that her daemon hasn't settled, but prefers flying

Keith: 100% some kind of herding dog with how much he wants to do a Good Job.

Antonio: literally just a fuckin buffalo.

Subaru: wolf, because he's very intense and also a doofus

Thomas: turtle, and she has a lil skateboard for zoomin'

Ryan: uhhhhh idk, a caiman? more intelligent than you'd think but also still an asshole

Lara: too Babby, but prefers soft, warm forms like cats, bunnies, hamsters, and small dogs

Agnes: snake. no one knows what kind. he likes to loop around her neck and hiss in her ear about how she's too hard on the heroes.

Saito: absolutely has something incredibly dangerous like a venomous spider or perhaps a komodo dragon, and it makes a lot of people very, very nervous.