1ofthecoolkids

[sillygirlactivities]

Let Me Be Your Girl

Summary: You decided you weren't a little girl anymore. Pairing: DBF Leon Kennedy x Younger Fem Reader (y/n) Tags: older Leon (mid 30s), reader is 20, IM SORRY I DIDN'T WANNA USE Y/N IT JUST HAPPENED, f masturbation, p in v

A/N: first (official) fic! Feedback is appreciated !! Please enjoy! ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ (he has a slight accent DONT CARE IF ITS NOT CANON IDFC)

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I loved wearing short skirts, tight tops, little bows in my hair.

I loved parading myself around knowing I had everyones eyes on me.

But boys my age would never be what I wanted, I always wanted something older. More bitter. Like how I always would take whiskey over cheap beer. Sweet wine over a shot. Just like how I wanted him from the start. Leon has always been close to my dad. Whenever my dad was on missions, Leon was there to watch me. Held me over my first breakup, gave me my first glass of whiskey. I mean what about him was there not to love? "You'll find older is always better hunny." He told me after pouring me a glass. Leon always wanted me to be safe. Drinking with him than at some stupid party with drunk boys. "Teenage boys don't know how to treat someone like you yet baby." He said to me that night. That's when it started, my little teenage crush on Leon. Whenever he came over my shorts got shorter, my tops tighter. I always did my hair up for him, my makeup a little nicer than usual. I started to wear the bows in my hair for him when he said drunkly to me, "You should wear these more often. Make you look pretty." he said stumbling all over his words, mindlessly moving my hair out of my face. I tried making my crush on him obvious, brushing my hand along his, bending over to pick stuff up, listening to him talk about his hard day at work. Batting my lashes at him, practically giving him fuck me eyes. Never did he ever do anything back. Moved away from my advances even. Now I'm 20, still having him babysit me like some stupid teenager. I'm not some stupid kid anymore who can't take care of herself. I pull my tits into my lacy cami top, braiding my hair putting little bows at the end, just like he said he liked. My pj shorts rested low on my hips, barely doing anything to cover up the pink lacy underwear underneath.

Tonight I was going to prove to Leon I wasn't some dumb kid he needed to protect and watch over, but rather a girl who could love. A girl he could fuck. No more restless nights in my bed, fucking into my own hand thinking of him, I needed him. Just once. To ruin every other man for me, just like he said. "Older always better."

I hear the door open downstair, "Hey baby, your daddy said I had to watch you tonight." I hear him yell from downstairs. I skip down the stairs checking myself in the mirror before going into the kitchen. I smile big before jumping into his arms. "Leon!!" I can hear him chuckle as he holds me back. His hands resting on my lower back, never any lower. I lean my head back to look up at him, "Don't you think I'm a little old for a babysitter?" Leon tilts his head at me, "No but I also rather not lose my job because I told your dad off." I roll my eyes at him, "Daddy likes you to much, he'd never do that." Leon walks around the kitchen, in what I'm assuming is making us dinner. So I perch myself up on the counter, trying to position myself in a way that would draw his attention to me. I hear him sigh, "Yeah, I guess I am a favorite of his ain't I?" He puts the pan on the stove next to me, and he leans over me. I lean into him more, "Yeah, and I think he knows I'd be mad if I didn't see you around again." I say smiling, bringing my face closer to his. Leon immediately backs up. I pout a bit, going to get off the counter before, "You need to stop that." He says gruffly from his spot on the other side of the kitchen. I tilt my head, walking towards him. "Stop doing what Leon?" He turns and stops me in my tracks, my face almost colliding with his chest. "Parading yourself around for me, I'm not stupid y/n." I look up at him, giving him the best fuck me eyes I can give. "Than give me what I want Leon." I put my hand out onto his chest, "I've only been asking for years now. Just one time is all I'm asking for." He grabs my wrist and leans into my face, "Baby, one time would ruin you. Would risk me my entire job. What if your daddy found out huh? I think he'd kill me." I tilt my head, pouting out my lip a bit, "He doesn't have to find out, you're a government agent, I know you can keep a secret."

The grip he had on my wrist got a little tighter, and he gave me a harsh look, like he was trying to figure out what he was going to do to me. That look, the grip he had on me, made me wet. I step closer into him, "Leon, please?" He dropped my wrist, "Go to your room." He turned away from me, going back to cooking. "Your sending me to my room?" I stop my foot on the tile. "I am not a fucking child Leon!" He swiftly turns, "Your sure actin like it!" I sniffle and climb up the stairs back to my room. I slam my door before letting out another little sob. I was not a little kid anymore. I lay in my bed, cuddling my pillow. I sniffle again drying whatever tears were last till I had another idea. Why be sad when I can make myself feel better? I reach into my bedside table grabbing my pink vibrator, before removing my pj pants.

I sit up on my knees, before turning it on and placing it on my clit. I moan, loudly at the feeling. If I wasn't going to get the attention from him, I'll give it to myself. I spread myself out onto my bed, ass up, starting to grind into it. "Y/N! Dinner is ready!" I moan, turning it on to the higher setting, ignoring Leon. I hear him start to climb up the steps before swinging my door open. I don't stop. I open my legs wider, exposing my wet cunt to him. I keep chasing my high before I feel a pair of hands grab me and flip me over. He grabs the vibartor out of my hands, and throws it across the room. "What the fuck do you think you're doing." I tilt my head, "Pleasing myself cus you wouldn't man up and do it for me."

Leon grabs my hips harder, digging his hands into my hips. "You're real stupid to think this would work on me." I get my foot in-between us, pushing on his lower stomach. "Well something down there is say something else, hun." Leon grabs me again, pushing my leg out of the way, putting me flush onto his hard on. He leans down, putting his face right in mine, "Well, Hun, me ever fucking you, is not an option. I could lose my job, your dad's friendship. It doesn't matter how badly I want you or your tight ass cunt." His grip on my hips feels bruising now, causing me to lock my legs around him.

"Leon nobody has to know, please. I can't explain to you how much I need you. " I plead to him. "I know, you think I can't hear you up here? Walls are pretty thin here baby, and do you know how hard it is to not come up here and treat you the way you're begging?" He seethes out of his mouth. "Trust me I've had blue balls for months Y/n."

I let out a shakey breath, "Nobody, Leon, has to know." I bring my hand up to cup his cheek, "I can keep a secret and my dad would never know any better. Please." I beg. Guess my pleading worked because next thing I know his mouth was on mine. Hot, feverish, sloppy, kisses. In a mess on tongue and teeth clashing, panting into each others mouth. He moves down to my neck, leaving hickeys on my collarbone, "Gotta stop wearing those stupid tiny little camis, drive me fucking wild baby. I know every other boy is staring at your pretty little tits too, but they'll never see em' will they baby?" He continues his assault on my chest, "No, nuh-uh." I drunkly mumble out.

I can hear him chuckle as he moves his hands under my shirt, "We haven't got to the good part and you're already drunk on me, ain't that cute." I whine at his words, "Leon~". I tilt my head back, trying to grind myself into him, (very unsuccessfully). He finally pulls my shirt off of me, before running his hands back down to my thighs. "Just because I think you've been left so high and dry for so long, I'll give into you but next time you're gonna have to work for it, k baby?" I frantically nod my head, desperate for him to touch me, "Yes Sir." I watch him smirk above me as he starts to play with my clit. "I like that." He says to me, before he slips in one of his large sized fingers, causing my to moan. "Fuck aren't you wet, I really get you going huh hun." I can sense the shit eating grin he has on his face, but my eyes are rolled so far into the back of my head I could give a fuck less. He continues to finger me open, before I start to come undo around his fingers. "We aren't done yet baby, still haven't had my turn." He flips me over and pulls me to the edge of the bed, lifting my ass up to meet his hips. He puts the tip to my entrance, circling and tapping on it just to get a reaction out of me. It worked, I was squirming and moaning beneath him. "Leon, fuck, please just fuck me already." I cry into my sheets. I feel him push into me, causing me to gasp at how wide I was being spread open. "You said you wanted it." He says from behind me. And he took advantage of it. The grip he had on my hips would leave bruises in the morning as he pounded his cock into me. Leaving me a drooling, moaning mess, gripping onto my sheets. He moves one hand under my chin, bringing me up to him, "You can't even say how good you feel I'm fucking you so good, huh baby?" He chuckles as nothing but a broken moan escapes me as I paw at the hand on my chin. He spits into my mouth before pushing me back into my sheets. Keeping one hand on my head, pushing me down and the other still bruisingly gripping my hip. He starts to pound into me faster, "Come on baby, I'm close, I know you close. Can feel your little pussy squeezing me." I can hear his low groans as he pounds into me faster. I let out a loud, broken moan as I feel myself cum around his cock. He pulls out just in time, coming all over my ass as I twitch and squirm underneath him. He moves a piece of my bangs out of my face, leaning over me. "You alright baby?" I nod, contently (after having the best fuck of my life) before he smiles, "Well let's get you cleaned up then and we can have dinner. I made your favorite." And he did, he showered you, helped you change your clothes, he even let you pick out the movies you guys watched as y'all ate. You cuddled up into his chest after, him running his fingers through your hair, both contently holding each other, falling asleep on the couch.

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A/N: AAAAAA I hope yall enjoyed!! much love if you read this far !! <33 :3

[birdies-aus]

Okie dokie sending it here because idk why I'm nervous I just is lol but okay okay

Hot nights and Wally a walking furnace and Kori and alien I headcanon also overheats hence her outfits showing a bit more skin, and in the middle poor Dick is suffering but will not leave Bec he literally can't Wally is a octopus of a cuddler in his sleep he's trapped lol

Catboy Dickie Bec like, it so cute and Kori being a cat girl both just ugh!! So the braiding each other hair and adding bells and bows and Wally feeling left out being so sad so they do it to him.

Yuri times, cute little picnic dates??? In cute dresses??? And they're having fun??? Pog

Butch Kori and femme fem Dick, idk what to do more than I like it, and vise versa too if you enjoy differents

Only au of mine I'll add is Mei Dick and Kori are besties in it and still talk after Dick sold his soul to Lucifer, they still have frequent hangouts in a field of flowers even tho it doesn't exist anymore on earth, that's not a prompt tho just thought I tell ya because I'm rambling ahhhhhh

Protect the bird ^

And one angst prompt that been a fic in the making,,, Wally coming back from the mind trip of the speed force having to tell himself he's still here, and when the panic attack is coming on he called Dick to talk but.... He's off planet and he's about to lose it needing to talk to someone to tell him he's not on the speed force this ain't a trick.

And last idea, this is an au of mine but works with vampire king or reg vampire, Dick refusing to drink blood because he doesn't want to hurt his love ones but his two favorite gingers are trying to make him drink something because he needs to feed!!!

Okie dokie I go idk why I was nervous idk brain is being weird but uh yeah

Have a cookie 🍪 for putting up with this lol

out of all of these ideas my hands have given u butch4femme yuri dickkori doodle sluggy.. i used my friends ipad 4 this and on a sidenote i rlly hate using procreate lol

ANYWYAS ON TO THE ITHER THINGS YOUVE DROPPED FOR ME (i might doodle things 4 u more later just god my hands have not been working recently lol)

ill do a read more so i dont annoy anyone with long posts

i lobe the idea of both wally and kori running warm which is really nice for dick who gets cold easily- unless its in the summer somewhere where it gets like 100° but he still would never give up being able to cuddle his favorite people no matter how warm it gets trust trust meeee

Wally just pouts at catboy n catgirl dick n kori n then hes pulled into thwir little self care pile and he gets a little make over two- WHICH THE AFTER MATH WILL DEFINITELY BE SOMETHING I DRAW ACTUALLYYYYTT that sounds so cuute itll be its own post ill tag u in tho

okok but like my yuri cowgirl au but kori kidnaps her girls sometimes to take them out on a picnic date outside of town n sometimes it turns into a little-

williows never to be trusted with horse riding/steering bc she trues to go as fast as possible (without hurtting or straining the horse ofc) btw

Its a very common sight to see kori or willow dragging robin somewhere after catching her in rope btw its do silly in my head- its how they make sure shes taking care of herself and not getting caught up in mystery shenanigans

Aahhh kori n dick in ur mei au making flowercrowns togetherr hehe

kori n wally being over protective over their favorite birdd ♡♡♡♡

CRYINNGGF AT U FOR THE ANGST yk dick would panic when he gets home and hears a worrying voicemail from wallyyyyy sluggy pleaseee

ALSOOOO thats my favorite trooe in vampires but BUT ALAOSOOOO if wallys still a speedster hes like the best canidate for dick to drink blood from bc the guy would be able to replenish his blood quicker than a normal human meaning dick would be ablw to actually be full sometimes which would be very niceeeee-

[tsunflowers]

my beautiful girl hmih bebenki seh

she is a gauw. the plural of gauw is gauwl. the gauwl live on the rough and unforgiving tundra of the ice planet b mittzmi gauw

hmih is her clan name. bebenki is her true name which only close family use. seh is her common name

she has lived through 10 eclipses which makes her just barely an adult by gauw standards. eclipses happen once every two earth years so in human terms she's about 21

humans made first contact with gauwl four human years before she was born, so she's part of the first generation to grow up knowing there's more out there

instead of apprenticing to another gauw and learning a trade she went to space to become a fashion designer. the human equivalent to this would be a teenager insisting on taking a gap year in another country instead of going to college like their parents want

the problem with gauwl as fashion designers is they don't have a lot of colors on their planet so they get really excited about neons and other super saturated colors. also they dont really wear a lot of what you would call "clothes" so thats two issues seh has

when she's anywhere that isn't as cold as her native planet she has to shave her fur which I will probably draw bc the idea of it is funny to me. after that she can't come home until it grows back bc everyone makes fun of her forever if they see her shaved

the caps on her horns represent that her horns branched for the first time and she became an adult. the band is her clan symbol, a four winged bird. the braids are just bc she thinks they're cute

[narcissusbrokenmirror]

It's so funny that Alex is an all day stressed person.

but imagine him and Willie living together, Alex waking up relaxed and chill, just to find out that Willie's all day very chill relaxed non challant personality, doesn't exist in the morning.

Alex is making coffee for them both and Willie sits down. First of all, he looks sick, eye bags, his face has marks from the scrambled duvet, his hair is frizzy and matted up, and he has the facial expression of someone that saw a dead cat in the road.

And then Willie looks at him, no good morning, only "why did you let me sleep with my hair loose? Look at this mess."

Alex :well you fell asleep when we were watching tv i didnt wanted to disturb you.

Willie: So why YOU didn't fixed it for me?

Alex has no answer to that.

Willie express the nexts thoughts, his coffee is making him nauseous, his eggs smell horrid, his juice maker is too loud and "No, Alex, I didn't brushed my teeth yet, what are you? A dental cop?"

Alex is just amused and staring while Willie is running his hands through his hair and staring an empty plate.

Luke, Reggie and Julie come in bc they have some band stuff and Luke looks Willie up "Jesus...alex how are you attracted to this?"

And Reggie "wow we really fell into the trap that willie was a hot godsend. Shame."

And like THEY NEVER saw Willie in the morning so they don't think Willie will be upset by their clownery.

and alex wants to stop it but he also wants to see what willie will do about it

Willie tell them to get out his face, as he is ignored and the boys start to look for breakfast.

Willie: didn't you heard me? I told you that get out.

Luke: chill man we just mess-

Willie: OUT! Now!

Reggie: dude that breath is foul, you kiss alex with that mouth?

Willie, gets up and slam the table: If you don't get out of my house right now, i will kill the both of you with this butter knife and throw both your bodies in that dumpster outside!!!

Luke and Reggie: okay... Alex, we will get donuts and meet you there.

Willie looks at Julie who is puttint herself eggs. "Do you have anything to add too?" "... I love your shirt." And points to the shirt that is definitely stained with dental cream and drool. "Thanks, its Alex's." He says unamused and sits down.

Alex is staring and Willie catches him. "thanks for defending me, by the way." And alex "I want to marry you." "Then you should've gotten ME some donuts."

but alex is just always happy to have a demon boyfriend in the morning.

But he learns too, for example, Willie hates coffee and juice is not an everyday choice, willie WANTS pancakes and bacon and donuts but pancakes, bacon and eggs or anything that has too much carbs make him feel heavy and stuffed, and fruit just and juice are too acid for the morning.

ideal breakfast for willie in the morning that won't get him to complain? Tea and oatmeal with smashed banana and honey. Or guacamole if they have it.

Willie never gets better in the morning, Alex learned that he doesn't care how "healthy" it is, Willie doesn't brush his teeth in the morning. If he forgets to braid his hair before sleeping (which he does. A lot. Sleeps watching TV or drawing a lot.) Alex will either braid for him, or in the morning, Alex will get Willie through breakfast and sit him on the bathroom with a comb and some water, and gently get the knots out. Which usually gives Willie tingles and quiet time so he's more chipper after it. One time willie kissed him after it and said "sorry I am being a dick to you after I wake up." And Alex "please never stop being a dick to me in the morning."

And like when people finally learn to not talk to Willie in the morning, they think Alex mastered how to deal with him but.some mornings willie come in and Alex "i made your breakfast" and willie will go "i dont want it." And start preparing toast and bacon. And alex will look at him like "you know u dont like eating those at this hour, right?" And willie "i WANT to eat it, you can't tell me what to do!" And whoever is there thinks "wow alex is being a super sweet boyfriend and willie is being really moody" and when willie gets his breakfast ready he sits, stares and looks down.

Alex: you don't want it.

Willie: shut up.

Alex: well these look really good, so what about you gimme these, and you can have my yogurt with cereals. It has those dried minced fruit.

Willie: ... Is it creamy?

Alex: no.

Willie: ...fine.

Willi plops into Alex's lap and reach his made breakfast to Alex. And eats "alex's breakfast"

It basically means alex has double breakfast sometimes.

[papuchochoe]

I don't really draw but I drew some of my Viego skin concepts and for once I had fun and I'm proud of myself, so I wanted to post them 👉👈

Its:

Cafe Cuties Viego (1st iteration), because he was mentioned as a part of the universe in SG VN :D, he is strawberry-kiwi tart and his little guy's name is Kiwin ^-^. 2nd version is there because I wanted to give him more of his uncles drip also :3

Pool Party doesn't have much lore, he's just a menace, he stabs people with pool noodle, his W is a water balloon, his E is him walking at the bottom of a pool (wraith form has snorkel :3) and R is just a BIG water splash <3

PROJECT: is my saddest Viego concept because his lore is that he is a failed Mordekaiser's prototype, he has a malfunction that causes machines around stop working/act weird but he can't control it and it happens randomly, so he was thrown out. He doesn't remember anything except that Isolde was one of people who created him, so he searches for her for answers, like why does he even exist <3

PROJECT: Viego also exists so you can do a "I can fix you. Literally." joke coz he's a machine guy you know ;u;

I think his E and R VFX would be pretty, E would have rain falling down and R would have city image on impact 🥰

Withered Roseeee, I think he has better concept than mine obviously!! But I wanted to attempt one too ;u; I'd like him to reference his early base concept with rose motifs + thorn crown + Withered Rose uses lingerie in design sometimes, so I think his chest harness could change with chromas 👉👈 I was considering giving him a braid/half-mask but I think it would overdesign his top side uwu

And Dunkmaster exists because I saw a "imagine he's playing basketball, point as you and says "this ones for you!!", throws a ball and completely misses" ❤. i think he would have squeaky shoes that you hear when he enters E and he's just throwing ball on W and dunks on R and his sword is also a whole basketball hoop, he's just hurting you with pointy side, not like Darius ;w;

I knowwww these drawings arent very good, but I dont draw usually >.< it was almost the first time to me 👉👈 I want to draw all of my Keviego skin concepts, so Im missing Battle Bunny (carrot sword!!), Porcelain, Star Guardian (that everyone thinks is a Star Nemesis but he's just awkward) anddd Beego because I don't think I can handle Eclipse Knight or Ashen King armor haha

[milkbreadtoast]

more oc doodles... tested a braid for him!! also made the butterfly motif more obvious w the butterfly clips... i rly wanted him to have them but rarely drew him from the back so...

this post is kinda short so gonna post some old art w commentary under the cut bc i dont think i posted them here before🤧 thought i did but....

(oct 2020) happy to see visible improvement from then heh... this is where i first got him closer to his current design/palette + decided on the purple/yellow palette and the inverting eye color idea... normally pretty and shiny but w a creepy spotted butterfly eye look when using his powers (simplified the dots to just 3 in his current design)...

more recent doodles (apr 2022)... these r cute tbh i like the 2nd pic, he looks so fluffy + u can see the butterfly hairtie... but i still wasnt satisfied w his design...

in my most recent attempt at designing him(aug 2023) i changed several things... made his bangs longer for a more elegant look(which is actually closer to how it was before)... figured out how to draw his eyes + eyebrows better + more consistent(had been going back n forth btwn double/mono eyelids and thick/thin eyebrows... finally settled on sleepy double eyelids + thick brows) + i also changed the placement of his moles... (used to be right under his eye; changed to middle of cheek + another near the nose.. aka the txt soobin mole KFJKS I like how this new placement gives him a softer and gentle elegant look?? it's subtle but I like it a lot better... Oh also I made his sideburn locks shorter instead of long and curly and I like this change a lot too... idk it looks cuter to me KJFKS I gave him the long curly ones before bc i thought it'd look more unique but... i decided it's more important that I personally like it rather than just give traits to set him apart... he already looks plenty flashy w his eyes and colors anyway🤧

bonus: another pass from p recently (may 2023) where, unsatisfied and wondering how to fix his design, attempted straying further from prev attempts by testing a middle part (and also a mole near his mouth)... but I was actually getting colder and not warmer.... I don't like these but at least I tested it to know that I don't like it!! u can also see a test doodle of the spiky green guy (hyojun) here lol

And finally, here's 1 of his very first design attempts from way back in aug 2019!!! (u can see early hyojun too...)

This was back when I was just starting to figure the current ver of his chara/personality/role in the story... not fleshed out at all but i at least had a vague idea and this was when I decided he would be purple (instead of other palette ideas i had considered earlier like brown hair, orange coding...) But at this early stage I hadnt come up with the butterfly motif, or the purple/yellow palette (he was purple/magenta here) or darker skin... Tbh I consider this a "beta design" bc theres sm thing that were diff/not decided yet but it's technically the same chara ckdbf

I can't fit any more images ㅠㅠ but u can see more concept sketches in this twitter thread... and yea I was testing an inverted eye concept even back then... I really liked this idea so I didn't want to abandon it, and im happy I made it even better since w the butterfly concept *_*

[kindred-spirit-93]

Sup, it's me Astron

I adore the idea of a reality TV show with the Olympians. Poseidon rambling underwater, but the only thing we get from him is bubbles - has to be my favorite. I love the idea of that gag

I'm currently taking a break from the Astral Train brainstorm asks, mainly because I have the memory of a goldfish, so I can't remember everything I've already told you - but if you have any questions please let me know! I hope everything is well!

ahahaha that would be my bad! ill get to them inshallah and then ill make a masterpost thingy because i am, much like my blog, a little very all over the place. i need to spring clean the place fr.

im something of a goldfish cracker memory owner myself (fun fact humans now have an average attention span less than a goldfish!)

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i am in fact a lil curious about the coup hera and athena kicked off (be it in the context of AT or the mythos whichever u prefer) if thats up ur alley :D

keeping up with the olympians!! muehehe perhaps i could take a few scenes from astral train and draw a lil comic >:)

in the meantime have a doodle of the olympian bros lol ft. a sopping wet poseidon bc i havent recovered from get in the water yet

slapped some colours on (dont look too close lol)

i had a bit of a brainwave w zeus' braids being zig zags like lightning, but the rest of his hair is neal illustrations'! also the idea was a sun bleached moment but idk it looks odd with the colours lol. glimmering gold (similar to heras in concept) and side burns lmao. i think hed prefer looking more youthful. do kings wear crowns? didnt know what kind of headpiece to give him. ignore his random earring pls

kickass poseidon! his hair is bluer here and he has a bit of a surfer tan thing going on lol? i think hed spend time on land/ near the surface a lot bc his love for the earth and leave amphitrite do most of the ruling and administrative work. he still lives in the palace but he doesnt like to be tied down to one place. she made him the necklace tho :) they have an interesting & unconventional dynamic i think.

hades my beloved, the idea of him being something of a nerd abt minerals and geology and all that good stuff is so funny to me i love it. his jewelry is gold but mainly precious stones. the eldest and most sensible. also the tallest (ha! take that zeus). i think he and persephone do each others hair, its like a bonding thing they have; she weaves gold into his hair and he picks flowers to put in hers. they als have an interesting dynamic. i love complex couples lol

poseidon with his hair down! classic wet strand of hair in his face bc hes going through it. his hair pin (not shown lol) is a lil harpoon hehe

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thank u for ur patience and see u in the next one >:D

[alitgblog]

speculating litg s8 characters part 3, here's cat cafe girl

so I could be dead wrong but my first thought is that this is fusebox's adorable (but unromanceable 😔) black girl. Think Thabi, Genevieve, and Willow (before she gets merged with the other girls). OR she's the out there life of the party funny girl who's only into you like Bella or AJ (but I feel less strongly about this just bc it seems like she's straight, so I did go primarily with the first option but I don't see why we can't make her adorable, funny, AND an LI).

so yea for whatever reason I see her as being either a late game love interest who doesn't realize her feelings at first or just like the other girls, not a love interest at all. if she is a love interest I'm imagining dyed hair (like Bella) and if not well then moreso like Thabi Genevieve and Willow, afro textured natural hair. I felt like switching it up (and also i couldnt decide between the two styles) so I just borrowed a picture of jhene aiko that was cute so it's still very voluminous hair but like dyed red. after i drew this i saw a tiktok where this woman had goddess braids and i was like oh thats cute too and i dont know if we've had a character with braids since najuma so maybe that. point is im indecisive she could look like anything as long as the hair is making a statement.

also willow/genevieve/thabi are closer to being midsize i would say (probably not quite, maybe just in between lol... women's sizes are confusing but this isn't a post about that) so anyway i just made her body type similar too.

The thing about the cat cafe though is that I instantly was thinking of some of my friends, who are Asian, but I do still think my other prediction that its the cute black girl is true. so I drew her blasian (I'm thinking like Naomi Osaka, Jhene Aiko) and I don't know if fusebox would put in a blasian character (the hardly put in any memorable east asian women anyway but more than the actual show at least) but I think she's cute and again just for the sake of changing it up.

i keep calling her cute bc of the cafe stuff but the drumming thing and the funny girl thing got me thinking about Bobby in his punk band (if I ever write an AU you bet they're gonna be in the same band) and that influenced her style. Still very colorful but cozy (I looked up some cat cafes on Google for this) but also a little alt (I tried googling soft grunge aesthetic which turned into e girl which turned into whatever this is). alternatively, maybe she's got dark academia vibes but that's not really fitting love island's summer aesthetic lol

i hope she's nice; she seems nice. maybe a little messy like uma or just waiting for someone perfect like thabi.

side note when i opened tumblr to post this i saw a starfire drawing and i think she could rock a Starfire cosplay

cat earrings! self explanatory

i just realized I didn't draw it but also bc cafe vibes I'm thinking she wears glasses like Thabi

[random-cryptid]

ok so, i made a lil dolly of ms frizzle and now all i can think about is making lil dollies of winnie, mary, and sarah and i am going nuts over it

i think the three of them would love the fact that i wanna make lil dolls of them, especially winnie. like, theyve never had anyone do that to them, so the thought of me trying out something ive never done before just so i can always have them with me would make all three of them melt faster than honey in hot tea

i'd have to ask mary and winnie how the fuck they do their hair like that cuz idk how to draw it, let alone recreate it with yarn shhdhdj. oh! and i'd have to ask sarah if she has any tips for making the clothes cuz i dont really know how to make clothes in general, let alone doll clothes

ik the dolls are gonna look really skrunkly and messy, but i think they'd be super proud of me for trying something new, and over the moon that i chose the three of them to be my muses for it.

YEAH I SAW YOUR LIL MS FRIZZLE DOLL SHE'S SO CUTE 😭😭😭 ALSO PLEASE DO!!!

I think Mary would be climbing walls (metaphorically) too ngl. I believe she's an arts and crafts girly (not as much as Sarah though but definitely does some clothes and such too!) so she would find it especially cute.

I believe I can help with the hair and clothes!!!

Winifred's hair is pretty much the same as Queen Elizabeth I, and this tutorial is pretty easy to follow! Definitely not historically accurate in the techniques but it's the same shape lol. Basically her hair is just two big buns!

Mary's hair however... I can't by the life of myself figure out how her hair works (my hypothesis is that her hair is twisted into shape... Kind of.) apart from her having one tiny braid going along the whole hat shape of her hair.

All the tutorials I've seen for her hair have in common using wires and some sort of cilinder to shape her hair tho!!! This is one of the easiest ones I've seen. (Btw it's crazy to me how this lady has her exact vibe)

Now for the clothes you can check Salvador Perez's Instagram account! (He's the costume designer from the second movie) But if you don't want to scroll too much it's okay I gotcha! Here you have:

• Sarah's sleeves (they're sewn in on the corset!)

• Sarah's corset (you don't have to embroider anything, I think it's better if you use markers instead)

• Winnie's top gown + accessories (basically her full gown is two pieces: the top one, which is the deeper green one, and the under one, which is the one with purple and a lighter green)

• Mary's full outfit + details (this one's just a general idea)

• Mary's corset + sparkles (once again, more of a general idea)

• The Sister's shoes + thighs + undergarments (looove love Winnie's boots ngl)

Making sewing patterns is basically like making puzzle pieces and putting them together, so getting the shapes shouldn't be too complicated! In any case, if you need help with that I can help you out! (Unfortunately I'm no taylor but I'll do my best). You can also look up tutorials for specific things like skirts! (They're actually one of the easiest things to make!)

[thealwayshungrygames]

through peeta's eyes

the 74th games through peeta's eyes! ♡

[ chapter 1 ]

I hate today, granted I can't think of a single soul in panem who enjoys reaping day, excluding the capitol of course.

District 12, being on the outskirts of panem and as far away from the capitol as possible, is usually lifeless and dejected but every year on reaping day the whole place feels like its at a standstill, it's so quiet all throughout the district. There's never usually any customers on reaping day, maybe a few after the reaping is finished and sometimes a couple of kids trying to trade what they've hunted that morning for some bread. I don't like the silence in the bakery, there's nothing to distract my disquieted mind, all I can do is try and get ready while Effie Trinket's speech repeats in my head over and over again like a broken record, "may the odds be ever in your favour," I can't help but imagine her reading my name through that microphone, knowing that I more than likely wouldn't see my district, my family, my home ever again it terrifies me every year. I've managed to escape the hunger games for the past four years, I'm luckier than most kids in my district, I'm the baker's son. My family, despite having three kids to feed, has never really struggled for food therefore I've never had to take out any tesserae and get my name put into the reaping lottery more times than its required in exchange for a years supply of grains and oils. I know majority of the kids in my class and all around the district are forced to take out tesserae as it can be their only chance at survival, I could never imagine being in that position.

The constant thoughts of what would I do if my name was called out wont stop, I know my chances aren't as high as the other kids in the district and technically I'm in a better position than majority of the other boys but nothing is impossible and hearing "Peeta Mellark" could switch from an imaginative scenario to my reality. I need to stop, I can feel my hands getting sweatier and I need to cool off. I sit on the front steps of the bakery despite my mother telling me not to so I dont ruin my nice clothes. I just sit and watch the dust and leaves get taken by the hot wind, there's no kids or parents outside this morning, they're all inside trying to scrape up their nicest clothes and fixing themselves up for the reaping. I'm drawing little doodles in the dirt with a stick when I see these big, very worn boots standing in front of me.

"Is your dad home?" I look up and standing over me is this very muscular and big boned brunette boy, he hasn't gotten changed into his 'nice' clothes yet and he's holding a dead squirrel by its legs. I recognise him, his name is Gale Hawthorne, I don't know him awfully well apart from the fact that his dad was a miner and died in the big mine explosion that happened and ever since then he's hung around with the skinny girl with the brunette braid who sings from my class, even though he's a year older than us. They both see my father regularly trading all sorts of animals that they hunt and kill for food such as bread.

"Inside, decorating a cake I think, why?" Although I know exactly why, he's hoping that my father will trade this squirrel for a loaf of bread, maybe even more because its reaping day and maybe my father will feel compassion for him, I certainly would, I heard his name was in the lottery over 40 times, his age and hunting ability made him the main provider for his family after his father's death and he's had to take out tesserae under his name for each of his 3 younger siblings. Selfishly, seeing him standing in front of me with the squirrel and knowing his need for tesserae calms me down, knowing his name is in there so many more times than mine makes me realise how little my chances truly are compared to a lot of other boys.

"I want to trade this squirrel with him." He says.

I tell him i'll be right back and take the squirrel from him. As I'm walking inside with it I notice that it's been hit right in the eye, I knew he was a good hunter as he's often around the bakery trading something with my father but I hadn't ever seen such a clean shot on his animals. I give the squirrel to my dad and he gives me a loaf of bread and four fresh cookies, one for him and each of his siblings, out of the fresh batch he had baked just this morning. My dad usually bakes a big batch of cookies every reaping morning, his attempt at lightening the dampened mood in the household.

"Here." I put a half smile on my face, my own attempt at lightening the mood. "Good luck." I say, god knows he needs it more than I do.

"Yeah, thanks." He broadens his shoulders and walks away as if he's trying not to succumb to the mournful feeling in the air. As I watch him walk away, already taking a bite from one of the cookies, I think about what his chances of survival would be if he got reaped, they certainly would be a lot higher than mine.

I go back inside and try and fix my hair, the heat has made me sweat and it's starting to show in my hair. Mum slicks it back with some gel and then tucks my blue shirt into my shorts. Before I know it it's time to leave, I stare at myself in my mirror for a second and think to myself 'will this be the last time I see myself in these clothes?'

The town square is packed to the brim with nearly the whole of district 12. Every child aged 12 - 18 is here waiting to find out if they live or die. The same video from the capitol that plays every year before the reaping is playing, the video is glamorising the hunger games and trying to convince us that they aren't as cruel as we believe and are purely a result of the districts own actions from 'the dark days', a war that ended 67 years ago. It truly frightens me how cruel a whole population of people can be, so cruel that they find forcing innocent children to fight to the death every year as a spectacle, they celebrate it likes it some sort of holiday while families in the districts are being torn apart and peoples whole worlds are being turned upside down. Instead of watching the video I find myself looking around, looking at all these people I know and wondering if this will be my last look at them ever, my classmates, my brothers, even Gale. Maybe even myself.

The video stops and Effie Trinkets heels click across the stage. Effie Trinket is district 12's capitol escort, she is sent by the capitol to present our reaping day and accompany the two tributes to and through the capitol. She dresses in such bizarre and boisterous clothing I can't help but giggle at her huge wigs and crazy outfits. Effie tries to start her small speech before the reaping but Haymitch Abernathy, district 12s only alive victor, stumbles across the stage and steals the microphone from her, in a drunken rage he starts yelling sentences that nobody in the crowd can understand before collapsing and being dragged back to his seat, watching him always makes it clear why he is district 12's only victor since the 50th hunger games, because he is meant to be our mentor, that drunk mess is meant to guide the tributes through the games and teach them how to win.

Effies face slowly loses the bright red colour that Haymitch caused her as she tries to steer the reaping back on track and save district 12 from being the laughing stock of the capitol, once again.

"As always, ladies first." She makes her way over to the bowl on the right with all the young daughters of district 12s names in it, she waves her hand around before picking one piece of paper and reading it to the crowd, before sending one girl to die.

"Primrose Everdeen." Her voice echoes through the crowd, silence. I look up and see Gale put his head down in sorrow, the only time I have ever shown him truly let his guard down. I look to my right and I see little Primrose desperately looking around as if she's silently begging for someone else's name to be read out instead, I truly don't understand how someone can be so unlucky, she was only twelve years old and had never taken out tesserae, her name was in the lottery once and only once.

Primrose slowly starts walking out of the pack of girls and through the middle walkway, still looking around praying that this isn't real. Suddenly my head snaps around as I hear another voice yelling "Prim! Prim!" Her sister, Katniss Everdeen, the skinny brunette girl who sings at school. I have never properly interacted with Katniss apart from once, a few years ago, during a thunderstorm I noticed her sitting, leaning, against the big tree out the front of the bakery whilst I was baking more bread. She looked so lifeless, she couldn't even stand up properly, a result from constant starvation. I had noticed her around school before that and started growing curious about her after hearing her sing in the schoolyard, she captured me with her brown eyes and I wanted nothing more than to get to know her properly but why would she ever like me? I was the baker's son, for all she knew I had never struggled, her and I were in no way similar, I never stood a chance. After seeing her hunched over at the tree, so colourless and torpid, I burnt the loaf of bread I was meant to be baking, this angered my mother as food was scarce during the wintertime and we could barely afford to eat the food that we sold. She hit me over the head and pushed me out the front where she yelled at me to feed the burnt bread to the pigs and hit me one more time before storming inside. I noticed Katniss just staring at me, watching the whole encounter, I got embarrassed that she witnessed that. I started tearing off a couple of pieces of bread and threw them to the pigs, I looked over to the tree and she was still just watching me, I looked back at my bread and threw her the rest of the burnt loaf, she finally lifted her head and slowly moved towards the bread, she looked at me disoriented and puzzled, charity was not well known in district 12, in a world like ours it's all about self preservation.

"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute." Katniss cries out. A volunteer? District 12 has never seen a volunteer in the whole 74 years of the games.

When the shock of Prim's reaping dies down Effie walks towards the bowl with all the boys names, I can't look up, every year I can never look up.

"Peeta Mellark!"

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yay! finished chapter 1! this is lowkey so embarrassing if nobody reads this lolllll but oh well! here's a link for a tag list just incase anybody does read this and wants to know when I post a new chapter! (i hope it works, soo awks if it doesn't)

ps! I've finished and uploaded this at 3:22am so please if there's any grammar and/or spelling mistakes ignore themmmmm!!!!

[tommapop-art]

Just for you

"I dont think i want to play anymore"

There will come a time when Akira's energy will plummet, and he'll feel too exhausted to play his guitar. There is nothing wrong. He just feels tired and empty. Akira can't help but think about his past, back when he was in the morioh prison. For once in his life. He'd like to take things slow and

easy. Cut to Rohan noticing this and deciding to stay close to his rockstar. Cuddling him and giving him sips of his tea. He would braid Akira's hair and invite bakin over to his house to cheer him up. Rohan's favourite memory is when Akira attempted to sktech Rohan's face for fun. He immediately noticed all the small details Akira used in his drawing and how he took inspiration from Rohan's art. Man, It made his heart skip a beat. These quiet moments made the two both feel comforted, and it reminded Rohan of how much he adores Akira.

"Take all the time you need, I'm right here if you need me"

Akira's an artist like him. Every artist needs a break once in a while. As the two are tucked in bed, Akira turns to Rohan, giving him a small forehead kiss. He brushes the soft green strands on his lover's face. It takes a lot of mental power not to cry so close to him.

"Maybe I can compose something just for you..."

[stabosins4]

I've made some posts on here about sweet things my dad's said and a lot of people really liked it. So, here's your sequel:

Stupid Bigot Bullshit My Younger Brother Has Said

my 14yo brother is bisexual yet acts homophobic everyday of his life, acts like his awful opinions are just "edgy humor", loves to play "devil's advocate", and acts like he belongs in spaces that he definitely doesn't!

"[Toxic masculinity] isn't even that toxic"

"i don't see the point of being anything but normal (he refuses to use the term cis), gender doesn't make or break happiness"

"im not saying im better, im just saying its [r-slur] that all these gay people are so obvious about being gay"

(after i tried to set a boundary that i wanted him to stop interupting me so much) "i dont know why you're always trying to force me not to be myself!"

(after my dad got mad at him for never doing any chores when he's asked to) "Its not my fault im chronically ill!" (bestie so is everyone else in the house)

"owning a gun is the best kind of self-defense, no matter the kind of gun"

"neopronouns are [r-slur] and only people who want to make fun of trans people use them"

(he's attempted to make this kind of point thousands of times) "cancel culture is crazy, receiving nudes from anyone, even if they're underaged, isn't rape therefore shouldnt be treated so badly"

"its not that i don't see you as a guy, its just boys are built differently psychologically and you'll never really be a MALE, you can present like a guy and i'll respect that, but its scientifically impossible for you to become a real man"

"family guy is made up of complicated bits that loop back around to the start, actually" (said this like it was the deepest thought of all time)

"I think the reason trans people should use their assigned gender's bathroom is to protect transguys, real men can't control themselves and will rape or beat up trans guys they see in the bathroom"

"its not that i dont think black people can be attractive, its just that dreadlocks never look good on any one" (if this isn't bad enough, i was showing him a picture of some box braids i was gonna try to draw. not dreadlocks.)

[daily-bluebloods]

doodles of some alternate hairstyles

(eq doesnt dig the short hair)

[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

Frank fathering a little girl,

but shes older now hcs

Reader: Female (highschooler so like 16? 17?)

Type: headcannons/ rough outline for something possibly in the future

Note: I liked these ideas, plus i fell in love with Frank dad wholesomeness. Also technically part 3 but whatever, also trying out a new format style

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God. Your such a handful.

Especially now that he's let you go to highschool

You bet he's still trying to braid your hair, and you let him.

First day...Junior year... half way through the year

Thanks matt for pulling strings-

You were the end locker which was fine, some guys besides you.

"New?"

"Yeah."

"This is Ned. Im peter."

"Y/n. Y/n Castle."

New nerd friends?

Absolutely

"Your dads the Punisher!?-"

"Shhh!"

"Right. Right sorry!"

You got two new friends and an opportunity to make more. Maybe it wouldnt be so bad.

It was bad. It was so bad. Everything they taught you, especially in math you refrence weaponry

"So if the sniper shoots from this angle- its 45 degrees. The sniper has to be still to make a precise shot to make it there but it still works-"

"y/n- you cant talk about guns like that in class."

Peter and Ned have saved your asses multiple times by telling you thinks that can and cant be said in class.

For PE they were all doing basic state testing practice, climbing rope and sit ups.

"Ooo pull up bar."

Ah so Flash bullies Peter so hes gonna bully you too

"You can't do a pull up-"

You easily hop up and do pull ups with your bag on your back no warm up or anything

You seen alot of the girls sitting off on the bleachers and were confused.

"No they dont have to do it."

"Why?

"I don't know waver maybe?"

So you wander over, asking with no care in the world to ask

"Oh its the castle girl."

"Yeah? And?"

"Be nice."

Liz is pretty intrested in you, you seem pretty rough around the edges to her.

She runs into you again in the bathroom, you washing your hands while she's redoing her mascara.

She sees your intrested is peaked and ask you if you wants some, you tell her you have no idea what it is. And she starts explaining it to you and doing your eyelashes up with mascara (dont share makeup guys-especially eye makeup- just roll with it)

Frank notices something diffrent when he picks you up all hidden away in that black truck but he cant put his finger on it

He asks about your first day of school and you said it was good. He's happy you're fitting in but whatever is off can't stop bothering him.

The next day your up and tiredly walking into the small living room/kitchen/dinning room- basically the main room and theres black all over your eyes.

He thinks you got in a fight now, and he demands you tell him who did this, but after brushing under it and some gets on his fingers he's like "excuse me- what the fuck is this-"

"Some girl Im friends with called it mascara it looks intresting so I tried it. Don't worry. Im not gonna do it again."

Then you start hangin with Liz more

He starts to notice less and less because you always make sure you wipe it all away if Liz expirements on you with diffrent colors.

Its like drawing on your face and you love it.

You still dress the same till Liz ask you to go shopping with her over the weekend, you can even stay at her house not to mention you have the wrestling orination and you're goin to that too and you know how he feels about you in any "violence"? Lets just say rage.

Telling Frank oof. That was rough;

This time you walked home, a black tanktop and cargo pants on with black boots, hair cliped up due to the warm day.

Climbing up the steps and to the small apartment you unlocked the door.

"Hey Kid."

"Hey ol man."

You stopped, watching him work on his guns and what not, the radio silent.

"You goin out?" Y/n asked, "again..."

Frank was silent for a moment, "yeah..."

Y/n nodded, tossing her bag down and going to het a cup of water.

"I won't be long. Its just for tonight. I promise."

"No. No its okay. I understand what you do." Y/n told, "Im uh...spending the night at a friends over the weekend anyways.".

Akward silence much? Y/n drank her water, Frank had stopped cleaning his arsonal.

"Yeah. Stay safe." Frank responsed, going back to work.

Y/n nodded, grabbing her bag and went to her room to pack some clothes for the weekend.

Awkward.....

You leave about an hour later and Liz is out waiting with some of her girlfriends and guys.

Frank does not trust any of your friends tbh

And the weekend starts out nice, you know, make-up here and there? Nothing huge. Then they wanted to go shopping and you've never really been shopping

But you were glad that you had friends even if they did make you uncomfortable

Then they started drinking and you were like "no thanks." But they insisted saying "the Punisher's daughter cant handle it?"

"Back off man!"

"Dude come on. It's just a little booze-"

"I said back the fuck up man!"

You only left, and as you were walking god knows where you got a call.

"Y/n! Y/n! Y/n!"

"Peter?"

"Come over! You gotta come over! Like now! ASAP!"

He sounded so worried, so you rushed over, and practically broke his door down you knocked so hard, pulling the pocket knife out of your bag.

Aunty May opened the door, you with a knife to her

"Peter! Peter!"

"Shut up you old bitch! Where is he!?"

"Woah! Y/n! Woah Woah Woah! This is my aunt! My Aunt May!"

You apologized: "Yeah, uh. sorry... I think Peter's kinda the only one that truly understands me at the moment, ma'am."

At this point you didn't even know what Peter wanted to show you: but Aunt May was nice to you and kinda figured you were like an Avenger, but the first thing about being Avenger is that you don't talk about being an Avenger.

So Peter finally showed you what he was so excited about

"What is that?"

"It's the death star! Well, a Lego Model."

"Legos?"

He's shook, you don't know Legos?! Like at all!?

So instead of spending your time at Liz's you spend your time with Peter, and Ned when he comes by

Aunt May asked your favorite and you said PB and J or Ramen.

Yeah you and Frank don't eat too good sometimes, so she just ends up making Ribolitta which you fall in love with.

You wish Frank was there with you though, and are tempted to call him multiple times, but don't want to bother him.

Sunday you go home after breakfast with Peter and May.

"Ol' Man! I'm home!"

He's dressed and ready to leave, seemingly waiting for you; "Let's go."

"uh...where?"

"It's Sunday."

Oh...Sundays you guys go eat breakfast together always. "Can I uh...rain check this one? I um...already had breakfast with someone..."

"uh...yeah. Yeah, whatever next week."

He's losing you; well he feels like he's losing you

When you're at school and he's at home, he just stares at your room. And he realizes the little lego man on your nightstand, is an army soldier. At least it's not makeup, he rather you play with toys, makes him feel like you're still a kid.

Asks him if you can wrestle and he's against that idea 101% , that's fine you won't wrestle whatever- gives you time to be involved in Peter's Avengers stuff which is even worse.

"Okay! Okay! So if you're gonna be a vigilante, you're going to need a mask. Like Captain America! Or Daredevil! What do you like? What represents you?" "I like guns and knives,"

"Okay...great start! Great Start!"

Peter helps you in making a vigilante outfit and gives you the name 'Bullet Red' which okay sounds kinda cowboyish but you're going with it.

That's until you guys do your first "Assignment together" and bullets were left behind dented like they hit something but failed to actually inflict damage.

People call you 'Bulletproof Armour of the Backstreets'

You're pretty good at hiding it from Frank too which is really surprising.

Till he catches you stumbling in through the window one day he turning the light on and all.

"Hey there Old man! hehe....you're up past your bed time-"

"Cut the crap-"

"Alright! Alright! You want to truth?"

He only does the dad arm cross as he waits.

"I was out yes. Without your premission, with...my boyfriend... well with my boy thats a friend You know!"

Is that lie going to work? Maybe, "and what were you out doing with the friend thats a boy?"

"...sitting in the back of a car?"

Yeah you didn't realize that ment someting else..., "and what did you do in the back of this car?"

"Hold hands?" You laughed nervously

"You're grounded. I will know if you leave this room, I will know when you eat when you use the bathroom, do you understand?" "

Yes sir."

Your so proud of just being grounded and text peter then hide your phone.

Yet when he said grounded you thought you were grounded grounded: like not leaving at all.

So when Peter showed up to your window terrified you'd been hurt he was confused.

"Why arent you at school!?"

"Im grounded." "Thats now how being in trouble works." "Oh-"

Frank barely sees you come out your room, so he came to you with pancakes, and Peter jumps out the window so quick.

"You been eaten kid?"

"Not hungry lately is all."

You guys are sitting on your bed now eating pancakes and he's trying to give you the sex talk

You're really confused but he's real awkward about it gives up and just says your ungrounded.

"Just come home before 11 now."

"Yeah I promise."

He can't help but loom over the idea that you're gonna get hurt or worse killed.

So when you go to school he goes into your room, he knows for a fact that theres a pistol under your pillow, its for protection.

He cant help himself but check it, make sure its loaded full.

But he kicks something that was quickly shoved under your bed sticking out. He pulls it out to realize its an light body armour and with it a mask.

He realizes that mask right away, and goes to the news paper. Franks more than mad, hes livid.

You're actually in the middle of class when it happens. Your called out of class and theres Frank in a hoodie and cap

"You wanna explain this to me?!" Frank scolded her.

Y/n's silent, "Its bad enough I let you have a gun in your room for protection. And your goin behind my back and doin this shit!"

"I don't understand the problem-"

"You don't understand!? What you need to understand is that this shits dangerous! You're not made for this shit! You can't do this!" Frank argued, "you're gonna get kill doin this! Is this what you do with your little boyfriend?!"

"You do it!"

"Because I need to!"

Y/n scoffed rolling her eyes: "What you need is a girlfriend!" She argued, "Someones going to have to take care of you one day, and that someones going to be me."

You honestly wanted to semi follow in Franks footsteps, to repay him

Thats why you try and be "hard" as some kids put it. You worked out heavily and you did that "vigilante crap" as Frank put it

At the end of the day you wanted to make sure all loose ends were covered so no one could come after her old man again.

When you went home there the stuff was sitting on the table, and Frank was gone.

So you quickly grabbed it and left, you figured you just get ready on the roof tops and thats what you did

You went the whole night, running into some other vigilantes

But you did go to far. Even if the temporary partner did take your weapon away

"No killing"

"Oh god damn it" the man looked at you, "Religious too. Great."

Combat boots are a girls best friend you know

You got home early morning, Frank cleaning his weapons at the table, sitting in a chair.

Its the first thing you see walking in and the first thing he sees when you walk in.

You're covered in blood, some of it yours most of it others. You're tired and you look gone.

You're walking lethargically over to him, arms wrapping around his neck and falling into his lap hugging him as tight as you can with exhausted arms

He could only sigh, and picked you up, you: a 16-17 year old girl, picked up by her old man, like shes a child again.

He helps clean you up and puts you to bed, your head in his lap.

"I just wanna help you."

"Yeah. I know kid. I know."

You tell him everything, things that worry you, like what happened with Liz and her friends, and how you've made better friends since then

"You've been hanging around Karen to much you know. Stickin your nose in places they never should be kid."

"Stubborn just like my old man."

"Just. Trust people more than I do. Don't be alone...alright? Be stubborn but not an asshole"

"Mhm."

Offers to braid your hair like old times, its comforting, knowing you'll always have him

"Oh and old man?"

"Hm?"

"I wasnt having Sex. I was sneaking out to beat the shit out of people."

He could only laugh, kissing the top of your head as he was braiding your hair: "I figured that by now kid. And- I wanna meet the Peter kid, hoping he has a better influence on you than me."

Family dinner is happening now and Aunt May made her

"So Mr.Castle." Aunt May spoke, passing a basket of bread to Y/n who sat infront of her, "What do you do for work?"

"Frank is fine ma'm." He responded, "and uh. I'm lookin' for work at the moment."

"We're always looking for people to work at the shelter." Aunt May spoke with a smile.

"I don't think that's a good idea ma'm."

"Well the offer always stands." May smiled, "I can see how you and Y/n are related. Lovely young woman, sweet, caring, respectful. She has a real good influence on Peter."

Y/n and Peter just try and not laugh as Frank tries and conversate casually.

"Im glad your kids influencing mine rather than me influencing her." Frank spoke.

"Well if it means anything you seem like a good influence to me." May smiled, "and to Y/n."

Y/n only smiled nodding eating her soup.

"So...uh Ma'm how's your day?"

You were both cracking up on the way home, Frank only shaking his head at you, but he could only laugh with you

It was such an awkward dinner you couldn't help but laugh.

"It wasnt that funny.'

"It was. Come on!"

"....okay it was funny."

"See!"

You guys stopped for icecream on the way back despite having dessert with May and Peter.

You only smile as you guys drive no where, just the headlights and open road infront of you.

"You know. That kid up there? He's got your back. He's not tryin to change you. Im glad you've got a good friend like him. You've gotta have his back. Keep each other close."

"How close-"

"watch it kid."

"Thanks for being my old man."

"And im never gonna stop kid."

[erosofthepen]

i dont have any specific requests but just. Kili. thoughts on Kili.

i have so many thoughts on kili you came to the right person

things i hc abt kili:

-he has a journal he writes in religiously. its all poetry and random thoughts and pressed flowers or other flora he's found that catches his eye. he doodles pretty things in it as well, from crystal caves to the fire of the forge.

-mans is a hopeless romantic. all he wants is an epic beautiful story-for-the-ages whirlwind romance that is fueled by passion and love. and whilst his romances might not always work out the way his 200k fanfic he wrote in his teens did, he never gives them up and relishes each experience. Even bad romances fuel his poetry writing at least. And with his One, when he finally meets them, he does all the simp-worthy romantic shit, from picking bouquets to opening doors.

-drawing from the poetry, kili is incredibly intelligent, at least literature-wise. dont get me wrong, mans is a dumbass and a himbo, but he could talk for hours on end on how the structure of a syllable scheme can make or break a poem. he's very well versed in symbolism and dwarven mythology and lore, and, next to ori, is the best person able to understand and find the deeper meaning in different works, and discuss them thoroughly.

-kili honestly isn't the best in the forges. he does alright, but his skill is comparable to an average human blacksmith. his real talent in metalworking comes to the details. like carving dozens of intricate lines into a single ring, or carving a whole battle scene on the inside of a bracelet. it's a skill he is very proud of, even if he can't even forge a good knife.

-mama's boy. i feel like thorin kind overlooked kili a lot growing up, his focus was on fili, being the heir and all, so kili didn't have a super strong adult male figure in his life. he had his mom, which is arguably better for him. like he'd spend all day helping dis in her shop or at her trade, and just chilling with his amad.

-he knows how to cook. like dis probs taught him, needed at least one son capable of creating edible food (she gave up with fili, who took after thorin in this way), and by god kili learned fast. he knows what he's doing in the kitchen. he is this whole video.

-i also think kili would be the type of dwarf to collect shineys. like crystals and fun rocks and bits of jewelry. he has corvid like tendencies and has pouches and boxes full of his collections.

-mans is deeply insecure. this hc is pretty popular, but like with no beard and being the dwarf version of a tall lanky string bean, he has body image issues. he doesn't have a lot of problems with confidence, like fake it till you make it vibes, but when it comes down to him and his One, he needs validation. he needs to know that he is the prettiest boy. just needs reminding and loving.

-coming from the insecure place, i believe later in life kili has a huge glow up. to quote my dear friend @cutie-cutter, "he's a late bloomer, but by god he blooms". like maybe in his 90s all of a sudden he fills out a lot, some nice body fat over all that muscle, and then starts growing a really nice beard. like it ain't super long but its thick and lush and ideal for braiding. he is the prettiest boy.

-kili is also the ultimate wingman. like when he's younger he doesn't have the looks but he has the game with his words alone. with fili its the opposite, fili's like mr. knightly in the sense of "if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more", he ain't good with all the cute romantic shit. but kili helps him by writing poems and teaching him lines at the small price of taking his dessert for a week.

-(kinda nsfw?) while young and still escorting merchants with fili, i feel like kili def. got himself some fun nights at brothels. like he'd be more than willing to spend all his earnings in one night for some... special treatment. I also hc that kili didn't really get with women a lot when a younger adult, mostly men, bcs mans has daddy issues like you wont believe. the bisexual also probs thinks his chances with women are low anyways, since women in dwarven culture can be picky and usually go for ones with looks, or at least a full beard.

-(nsfwish) also going back to his journal, he also has a hell of a lot of erotic poetry in there. he'll spend stanzas describing sensations and the aesthetics of a particularly steamy night, and if someone catches his eye he could go on and on about them. absolutely no one is allowed to see his journal besides him (thorin found it once and just sighed in disappointment and wishing he had bleach before closing it and never bringing it up), and it is kept out of sight at all times. it would be very interesting for his One to find it though, and all the different scenarios that could play out...

that's all for now, thank you for this ask!! love talking about this bisexual whore of a man.

[beesmygod]

i think u scared off the liberal

good. i'd be lying to say it didnt get under my skin because even adam noticed it lol. if only it were as simple as "white artist bristles when confronted about a depiction of race" instead of "a frequently hammered nerve was struck involving things anon has no context for, intentionally". grrr growl!!! i tried to talk about this with other people and then pussed out bc i realized no one cares but me. so at least i can ramble about it on my own space.

long post ahead sorry~

even putting my neurosis aside, from where i'm standing, anon's overt discomfort with a depiction of an ethnicity or race involving the use of vernacular is some real fucking bird-brain shit. anon reads "huckleberry finn" and runs off to the library to have it banned for racism lol. like, we're talking that level of intellectual cowardice that turns tail and hides when made merely uncomfortable. anon subscribes to the school of thought that being mean and making me feel bad are the worst crimes someone could ever commit. if i want to be really mean, i think anon has never spoken to another latino person outside of a service worker context.

and like, i understand the initial bristle when confronted with it. it's not as though phonetic accent writing or vernacular usage can't be invoked for racist reasons. but you would literally have to try very hard to read jack, white man for hire, as anything other than the explicit butt of the joke. the latinas poking fun at his discomfort lol wait holy shit i just realized life imitated art. am i a secret genius after all......? (no)

here are the pages in question: i asked people on twitter what they thought but ofc that way i still only hear from people who are likely to ostensibly agree with me. (click for full)

lol i just realized i missed an overlay layer on the third page. i should fix that.

this is a webcomic with almost, if not more than, 800 pages so some context: white spikey hair boy (jack) is from corpus christi, texas, a city on the gulf of mexico VERY close to the border. jack was always supposed to be from texas bc its a state i have some cultural understanding of. my dad grew up there. my dad is mexican-american. i am bi-ethnic. tri-ethnic, i guess, since the italian/irish half had a massive influence on me growing up as well.

the ladies are members of maxine's (the other protag's) witch coven. these women don't dress like this on a day to day basis (the one in the poncho might since she's a curandera, anyway), the outfits are like uhhh special occasion stuff. its your witch outfit. red bow is wearing like a day to day version of the traditional oaxaca outfits and has her hair pulled back in a traditional braid. the other is wearing just normal shit but with a traditionally patterned (or as much as i could bear to draw) poncho. the egg cleanse is a basic brujeria technique that like, every mexican family knows of at least lol. poncho is cutting the bad airs away, like in this video of a limpia.

the spit is my favorite part of all the limpias lol. WATER CANNON

all of this is just shit i know from growing up. i had to ask help on the spanish bc mine is a double whammy of being both terrible AND non-conversational (i learned all mine in textbooks ( ._.)) but the spanish code-switching to shit talk is how real people behave lol. i know this, because family and friends do it.

i take the character writing of this stupid comic more seriously than it probably deserves. i wanted to make sure it felt authentic and like these were "real" characters. having a world where the only people with personalities are the protagonists leads to a universe that feels flat and empty. a cardboard world. when i was able to use the women from a culture i know as a way to advance the plot, it was a small blessing lol. whew.

i dont really know how to talk about how this relates to me more in depth without compromising my belief that i have a right to privacy when it comes to my personal life lol. my entire existence exists on edges and borders that should not matter to anyone but me; but these details (ethnicity, race, sexuality, gender, etc and so on and you know) have a tendency to become the sole factor through which people view your work, your potential, and the expectations they begin to develop for you. currently, i think the expectations people have set for minority creators fucking sucks and i am relieved not to be a part of the ecosystem that rewards mediocrity and poor quality with accolades and purchases. looking at you, YA fiction and webtoons!!!

quite frankly: the more details people have about your life, the more they are able to scrutinize your authenticity based on their own biases (as the original anon did lol) or whether or not you are "deserving" of the descriptors that you are open about or accumulate over the years. i already have enough problems with this on my own directed at myself. i dont need input from the peanut gallery about my identity when its something ive struggled with and continue to struggle with my entire life.

i am not interested in bothering minority creators with my crybaby shit about how i feel alienated. i don't want inclusion to their groups centered around their unique and more specific experiences out of obligation when i realize the non-minority halves of me have also had massive influence on my upbringing and my beliefs. i dont like having to debates whether or not i am ____ enough to qualify for appearances on lists or databases or awards so i don't bother with any of it. i just want to grill for gods sake

anyway idk. im mad but i also realize a lot of my mad comes from offline baggage that no one is privy to on purpose so i have a hard time gauging how people will read how i write things. but bc i keep it tight to the chest i guess that invites random anons to speculate reasonably that i've transformed into a racist overnight bc they read a character say a double negative. dipshit. fucking moron

anyway