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askuemki · 8 months ago

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Me too!! It’s all good, hope you’re doing okay <3

Crazy dubstep music played in the background watching a fight scene in my head or smth I had a terrible phase of putting every female character I had together (well almost all of them) But im surprised I found my younger self preventing her self insert from getting any of the glory, she just dies a terrible death She's in one of the 3d movies? Searched her up and her name is Jinafire Long Yeah I don't know why they put little baby dolls in those kinda outfits?? Maybe a prediction of what parents are dressing their kids now ugh I loved rainbowdash man... I had a plush of her, and I had a hoodie with cute little wings and ears!! I never really wore it though, I was afraid it would get dirty (or worse, people would tease me for it ) Whats funny is that I had a relative give me a big pinky pie plush, apparently I wasn't' scared that she would come a live and murder me I love rarity too!! I enjoy seeing how people would redesign her I think I had these drawings years ago when id follow those drawing tutorials of sunset shimmer, and two or one of the sirens from the equestia girls movie

Surprisingly I had like two dreams I remembered?? (I woke up with a headache smh) I typed them down and I'll copy them here (2nd dream the rusty storage unit wasn’t actually my first house, just what the dream made me have)

1st dream: So there’s this island thing where apparently a race called Scandinavians live there, and a really small modernist village lives there And when you die you respond?? So there’s a few notable characters in surprised Tessa some black woman T-rex some male doctor Hot Asian doctor Slick black haired Clothes/fabric shopkeeper Ginger Bargain items shopkeeper Me (playing as myself Ugh I remember there was this really disturbing thing where lava was thrown onto Tessa and she kinda just burned, and there was a graphic warning beforehand so I was just avoiding the site THEN AOOAREBTLY SIME BLANKET OR TOWEL I HAD THRNED OUT TO BE REALLY FUCKING CREEPY from my little pony to some grotesque my little bronies Maybe one of the characters names was cynia I’ll go with cynia for the Asian doctor And I kept leaving and coming back to the island thing (it was a raised mountain hill thing and the people there kept getting friendlier with me there And Dr T-rex apparently was taking care of my sick brother or something

2nd dream: Weird ass dream 2.0 where me my brother and mother were driving home, but she ended up driving past home, after I had an out break, we began driving home

But it wasn’t our actual home, but a rusty storage unit in Maryland, our first home

There were a few interesting things, like a rollercoaster cart with yoshi and Luigi Sun glasses, some stuff from childhood

Ended up falling asleep there, but my sleep was barely that good

We (just me and my brother) then went into the side rooms, finding other people that livr here, the side room I went into expanded into a whole lit up industrial attic, with some water drainage system on the side

We ended up liking these people and joining them??

So we had to get a job but our mother was nowhere to be seen

But weird dream dream sequence where I was in some glass containers with white lazers, brainwashing me to yearn for the newest iPhone lol

So now we’re awake, going out into this cartoony town

My brother joined some people and I went to go to some bookstore to find my mother

(And apparently we’re animorphic animals now)

So I was looking at the books But it was more like one of those reading apps of how I saw the books

Idk it was weird

There was this one that I remember was some grey cat and white cat

Very childhood like style, elegant even

About some tragic love story between them

And ig it was just me trying to live out a life in a rough environment and economy in Maryland on my own

But it’s more like a distyopian cityscape with narrow walkways

Oh and the storage unit we were in had some splashes of paint (yellow green and pink) with some open booths of hello kitty merch besides us

Never really fell for the animated to real world thing, but I did hope I'd fall into a dream of my favorite fictional worlds (it ended up being random anyways) There's lucid dreaming but tbh I don't know if I have that much dedication to fall into a specific dream

@vivgst new thread <3 (I have the cut so it won't be a pain to scroll lol)

I've never watched Death Note, but I guess Ill just say L is my favorite since we share a name (technically) Honestly? my answer is simple w/ what animal Id be Almost ANY cat (not the flatfaced or folded ear ones though they can have some bad health issues :( ) Like if you're a domestic cat, you have the stuff to survive both in the wild, or in someone's house. You have super scenes of smell, night vision, claws, sharp teeth, AND probably enough smarts to not get eaten by dogs or smth. On the other hand with humans, at least 70% of the population would adore you, and maybe even take you in to pamper you. It would be very easy to get them to do your bidding since you'd be just some animal, and perhaps put above your caretaker's needs. Pets? Affection? Just act all adorable and stuff and they'll give it to you, cling on to them and they'll say they're your human now. On the other hand (or paw) there's the wild cats!! Still very cute. Still very cool. Now your defenses are upped by a ton, and people still find you cute. Though with how shitty environmental conditions are, and with the bigger cats slowly going to extinction :( , I may or may not just stick to domestic cats But hypothetically.. It would be neat to be either a snow leopard, tiger, or a jaguar. I love snow leopards for their big fluffy tails, and it would be cool to be able to roam through snow and stuff, but that seems to get a little boring from time to time. Love tigers for their stripes, I don't think they can roar..?? But that doesn't change anything. Think Tigers and Jaguars are both pretty efficient in survival, but I'd pick Jaguar just for their athletics and HUGE bite force (least from my 1st search). Or maybe, maybe not because there's an outfit/skin or two of Valeria's that are based on jaguars.. (or leopards, but ill go w/ jaguars) im obsessed w/ this woman man hdwhadwjadawnk OH ALSO ON THE TOPIC OF BIRDS??? AS FUN AS IT WOULD BE TO BE A MALE BIRD AND SHAKE YOUR COLORFUL BUM AROUND, THERE WAS A WHOLE ASS WAR W/ EMUS AND AUSTRALIA Honestly who wouldn't wanna be a relative of a dinosaur, but smaller and just as fucking scary Also for vacation.... I don't like going on vacation. I just like being in my sad little room, on the internet or drawing my ass off But, Id love to visit Japan and see their Ghibli Studio museum, it's so cool... Or even just go to a few hotels or smth here and there, I love their stellar technology, I love how everything is so cute or neat there, oh and I especially LOVE the social rules there, I'm a goody-two-shoes at heart and perfectly agree with being "nice"... Like yeah sure I may not like you or the opposite, but at least we can co-exist without biting our heads off (unlike the fucking us) and japan seems open to their culture being explored by others, so I'd totally love to (respectfully) participate in some traditions here and there OR I could visit Europe. Like not even a specific country? Just Europe. Cuz the US is like really fucking big, and a country like France is apparently as big as Texas. And it would be cool to take a week trip just exploring cultures and stuff (well everything except food, I'm a terrible picky eater ugh) Vacation in the US scares me tho, I'm fine where I'm at rn Maybe id be a little open to going to canada.. but bc of how they're treating the Palestine genoside rn maybe like later in life if they redeem themselves, but like the us? Fuck them too I think crocodiles r cute, but I wouldn't wanna go near one :3 Most of my relatives are either in the Philippines or Maryland, I barely know abt them now Never thought I'd be the one to be the gay cousin, ngl

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esperanzagalaxy · 4 years ago

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an artificial family 💉 💀

i had doodled this idea in a corner of a notebook months ago and was very happy to finally work on it for real, i adore working on more minimalistic styles! plus i really wanted to make a loving homage to the mechs, i came late to the party but they’ve offered so much solace in the last year. and the character designs they built for themselves are irresistible, so of course i’d want to try my hand at some sort of lineup or group picture, and i’m very happy with the result 💙 i went through a lot of ideas for a more colorful background but in the end nearly white really was what looked best... i guess the figures work well by themselves.

i’d say raph was the one i was most excited to draw, i saved her for last and to me, her and carmilla are like the stars of the composition! i’m also REALLY happy with how nastya, marius and ts came out and i want to kiss them a lot. hope you like it as much as i enjoyed making it! :33 i like these enough to post them individually too and am possibly going to print them as stickers for myself at some point -that got me thinking that if anyone wanted to do the same or use these as icons or blog stuff, i’d be happy to share the hi-res files, so let me know what you think n.n

edit: you got it, friends! here’s the post with each mech individually as well as the info and link to download the files and get your own mechs thingies!

[ID: a digital illustration of doctor carmilla and the mechanisms, donde in a flat-colored, sharp, minimalistic style. the background is a light cream color a few lines of light coming from behind the group. on the bottom of the image, below the figures, is written ‘’dr. carmilla & the mechanisms’’. the group is arranged in a triangle, with carmilla sitting at the front and center. brian and jonny come from behind her seat to her right, while tim and ashes do the same to her left. behind her nastya and ivy stand nearly back to back. the cusp of the triangle is made up from marius and the toy soldier to the left and right, and raphaella in the center a ways above. carmilla looks to us, everyone else save for marius and the toy soldier, who have their eyes closed, look at her. everyone’s faces save for raph’s are in a sharp profile, and the only features drawn are eyes and noses.

carmilla is sitting on a small throne with her legs to the right, not quite crossed, her left hand on her lap and her right on top of her ukelele, which she holds upright against the floor. brian is to her right coming from behind the chair, standing very hunched over, holding a drumstick in each hand. behind him, jonny stands leaning towards his front, with his gun pointing up. on the other side, tim comes from behind carmilla, also hunched over, holding his guitar pointing diagonally downwards. behind him, ashes stands upright with a hand on their pocket and the other holding a lit lighter up. their expression is less wary than that of brian, tim or jonny. behind carmilla and between jonny and ashes are nastya to our left, and ivy to our right. nastya stands with her back to us, looking over her shoulder with narrowed eyes at carmilla. ivy is also with her back to us, holding a book over her hip with her left hand, and with her right in a shushing motion near her face. next are marius and the toy soldier behind them, marius to our left and ts to our right, both posing similarly: they stand on one leg, like in a happy jump, and have their outer arm lifted high and their inner arm near their faces. their eyes are happily closed, marius’s left arm is adjustingthe monocle on the non-visible side of his face, and the toy soldier’s right hand goes to their forehead in a salute. lastly is raphaella behind and slightly above them, her wings splayed wide. her hair is floating wildly to the sides, she’s standing upright with her hands behind her back, looking straight down at carmilla. she’s the only figure shown fully frontal. end ID]

#the mechanisms #doctor carmilla #raphaella la cognizi #marius von raum #the toy soldier #nastya rasputina #ivy alexandria #jonny d'ville #ashes o'reilly #drumbot brian #gunpowder tim #finished works #digital painting #fanart #2021 #let me know if the ID is enough i was doubtful about whether to describe their outfits or not since i didn't really change them #this was finished yesterday but well. yesterday was a day. if you can afford to donate to syrian relief funds please do!!#thought a little happier content for a second might help get through this week

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blazenfire223 · 2 years ago

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(ID in alt text and undercut)

A set of old doodles and marker drawings of different things. Some romatic Gentlebeard, Crowley in an outfit I saw on Pinterest, an Aziraphale I did to test out the markers, another doodles of my partner, some doodles to cover up marker bleeding, a minion AU that I unironically love way too much from @/luoiae over on Instagram, and a slightly spicy Izzy Hands/Eniera Hands comic (my little fan made spouse for him based of a tweet). It's nothing serious. It's mostly implied..

ID: 1. A traditional marker drawing of Stede Bonnet and Edward Teach. Ed does not have a beard and is looking out the window at Stede lovingly. He is in a in a house of what could either be their own brick house or a fantasy tower of sorts. He is wearing hsi red silk robe. Stede is standing right out side the window and is looking up behind himself at Edward, staring just as lovingly. He is wearing a baby blue vest with a white shirt underneath (his sleeves are rolled up and you can see a bit of his chest and hair), and orangeish-brown trousers. He also has 2 golden looped earrings on his left ear. Hearts float around them. Edward says, in an all too fond tone "Hello, my Prince" and Stede replys, also in an all too fond tone, "Hello, Darling!"

2. A traditional marker drawing of Crowley in outfit dark out fit I saw on Pinterest. He has his head tilted to the left and has his hands in his pockets. He has long hair and is weaing his usual sunglasses along with some black looped earrings on both ears, a dark grey collared shirt with a dark grey tie, a golden cross necklace with a red gem in the middle where the points meet, a long dark grey overcoat with extra drapey bits that go over the shoulders, and some darker grey trousers with a chain attached to hem of trousers. A small blushy Aziraphale is in the top right side of the page clapping his hands. There are hearts floating around his head. He says, "You look wonderful, dear!"

3. Page filled with various doodles. There are random marker swatches in the top left corner. An expiremental bust drawing of Aziraphale is just below them, he is smiling. He was my first use of the markers. Just off to the side of him is a random ink sketch of a person with neck length hair, huge eyes, and a huge smile. They have no nose off to the bottom right of that is a small chili head of Ario, my reverse AU Aziraphale, with hearts around him, and then at the very bottom left is a small bean version of myself.

4. A small blushy doodle of Aziraphale holding his face and gushing about Crowley, calling him handsome. Little hearts float around his face.

5. A small marker bust doodle of my partner. They have brown hair, green eyes, square glasses, and are wearing a white sleveless turtle neck shirt with a boob window. They look up in marvel and have little hearts that float around them.

6. A messy marker plus blue pen doodle of my partner. He is wearing square shaped glasses, a yellow straped dress with a black, white, and yellow sweater underneath, and a black stocking on his left leg. She is posed with her left leg up, left hand just below his chin, and right hand out. Like a cutesy andime girl pose. His hair is shoulder length, brown, and puffy and he has puffy bangs to match.

7. A page filled with various doodles. A small chibi Crowley face tearing up in the top corner saying "A-angel?' A little expiremental doodle of a blushing face near Crowley's, a doodle of small dark stick figures of Aziraphale's and Crowley with wings and hearts around them. A doodle of Stede Bonnet's face smiling with the word "BBY" next to him and finally a depressed profile bust doodle of Edward Teach in his breakup robe.

8. A page half filled with cursed pencil doodles of OFMD characters as minions, with the other half of the page taken up by part of a Minionized version of the OFMD Stede and Ed kiss scene.

the top doodles are or Izzy Hands and his fan made spouse, Eniera Hands and a very small doodle of Lucius and Black Pete.

Below them are a Minionized Edward Teach posing stylishly with one foot out and his sword held up high. he is winking. Below him are small doodles of a Happy minion Swede and a minion Roach with his clever, ready to cut off someone's hands.

In the bottom left corner is a Stede Bonnet that looks like Gru.

9. A small pencil comic of Izzy and Eniera. Eniera holds Izzy's teary face up with one hand, finger underneath his chin and their thumb on his lip.

"Oh, love," Eniera says. "What has happened to you all these years?"

The next bit is a slight zoom in on Izzy's teary eyed face, still held in Eniera's hand. He has his mouth opened slightly, tounge dipping out a bit to meet Eniera's thumb. Little hearts float around them.

With Eniera saying, "But still as eager as ever to please~" /end ID)

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bosspigeon · 4 years ago

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one for sorrow

Pairing: Gen, M!Detective/Mason Word Count: 3483 Summary: Juniper Fenn reflects on memories, nursery rhymes, loneliness, and wanting to be wanted.

Just a little (uh... kinda big, actually?) character study for my soft boy, Juni! It wound up a lot more emotional than I originally intended, but I like having this insight into his character.

CW for (implied) deadnaming, misgendering, coming out, and in the last portion a non-graphic post-sex scene with some allusions to said sex ahfdsjh.

One for sorrow, two for joy.

He thought the needle would hurt more than it did. He closes his eyes and looks away, and the artist gives him the hairy eyeball when he clutches at Tina’s knee, like she’s afraid he’ll jump off the bench and bolt for the door. He wants to ask if that’s happened before, but he thinks he’s made enough of a fool of himself so far.

“You sure you’re good?” she asks, giving him an out. Somehow, that just strengthens his resolve.

He takes a slow breath and nods, closing his eyes.

He hears the buzzing, and when the machine first touches skin, he almost jumps, but he’s more worried about looking like more of a baby than he already does than he is startled, so he bites his lips and forces himself to holds still. And it does hurt, but not like he thought it would. He squints one eye open to watch the progress of the first line over his skin. He expects to be repulsed, like when he’s having bloodwork done, and he has to look away from the needle going into his arm. But this is different, somehow. Doesn’t make his stomach turn.

“This is the quietest I’ve ever seen you,” Tina teases, when the first wing has taken shape. He almost jumps again, but he manages to contain it to a twitch. He’s going to tip the artist as much as he’s able after this is done, just for dealing with someone as fidgety as him.

He chews at his lip. “It’s… I dunno. I wouldn’t say it feels good, but it’s kind of soothing, in a weird way?”

She leans over, watching, and the artist gives her a bit of a look, so she backs up again. “Have you told your mum?” she asks.

He snorts out a laugh and looks away, back at the stencil on his arm that will soon be filled in with black feathers and ringed with flowers. “Of course not. She’d probably kill me.”

“She doesn’t like tattoos?” Tina tilts her head, watching his face like she’s waiting for him to start whining about how it hurts. She’s always been the tougher of the two of them, and he’s got no illusions about that, so he’s sort of proud of himself for keeping his cool—as much as he’s got anyway.

He shrugs the arm that’s not under the machine, and wonders when he’ll get his next tattoo. He’s already got ideas for more, and knowing that it’s not so bad as he was worried it would be is exciting. Not to mention, it’s something that’s just for him. Not for anyone else. He’s… never really done anything like this before. “I don’t know what she likes, but I doubt she’d approve.”

She sucks her teeth and he squeezes her knee again when she gives him that soft, sad look she sometimes does when his mum comes up in conversation. “What’s it going to be?” she asks suddenly. Tina’s a good friend, changing the subject before he can get moody about it.

“A magpie,” he says softly, looking back down to watch the lone bird slowly taking shape on his skin.

Three for a girl, four for a boy.

He asks what happened to all the pretty paintings around the house when he’s ten, because they disappear sometime after one of Mum’s visits, when she seemed more distant than usual. Maybe she hopes he won’t notice, but he misses them immediately. The house is too bare without them, it feels so lonely. It’s always been lonely, ever since Dad passed, but the bare walls make it even lonelier. Mum brushes it off, of course. He’s used to it at this point, so he doesn’t push her, but he’s also stubborn, so he goes looking. He’s even more determined when she tries to shut him up by replacing them all with clean, impersonal prints in neat little frames. He finds them in the attic, tucked away in a box, each one slipped carefully into a protective sleeve or folder and wrapped in tissue paper. He finds a dreamy matted watercolor of him as a baby, fat and freckly and smiling with no teeth, and he has to take a minute to sit down and cry as quietly as possible before he can start going through the rest. There’s a folder of scrawled pencil portraits, too. He finds one of Mum sitting on a pier, peeking back over her shoulder with her hair blowing in the wind. She’s smiling. He can’t remember the last time he saw her smile.

There’s a self portrait that makes him laugh through his tears, because the reflective surface Dad seems to have used as his mirror is a Christmas ornament, so his face is distorted, one eye huge, his tongue out, drawing himself drawing. He keeps that one for sure, and a few of the other ones he thinks he can get away with. An oil pastel of a wooden swing dripping with honeysuckle, a colored pencil drawing of the library, a few studies of people and plants and animals, and another watercolor of the three magpies, sitting in a juniper tree.

There are three magpies painted on his bedroom wall, from back when it was his nursery. Dad painted them right after he was born, before they brought him home from the hospital. They’d waited until he arrived to know what his gender would be. Of course, he went and messed that up, like he did most things. Sometimes he wonders if Dad would be disappointed, or if he’d think it was funny.

They used to be above his crib, and then his bed when he outgrew that, but he moves his bed to the opposite side of his room when he’s fourteen, and covers them with a poster. He thinks for sure Mum’s going to give him an earful about it, but he’s surprised she hasn’t tried to cover them up herself. He supposes it’s not really an issue, since when she is home, it’s not like she spends any time in his bedroom.

And then he's sixteen, and he’s been practicing his watercolor for years at this point. Sometimes, he creeps into the attic when he’s got the house to himself, rifles through Dad’s paintings, studies his style for as long as he can. He’s been old enough not to need a proper nanny for years now, though someone comes to check up on him frequently and make sure he’s got food and necessities, but beyond that he’s got plenty of time alone. He sits in the attic until he's sore from the wooden floor, trying to think of how Dad’s hands might have looked while he worked, the speed and angle of his brush strokes. He doesn’t think he can find anything new at this point, as many times as he’s snuck up here to look at Dad’s work, but out of the blue, he finds what might have been a really nice landscape, if it weren’t marred by fat little handprints in bright yellow and green, as if he’d smeared his hands across the palette the second Da took his eyes off it, and slapped them down in the middle of the paper. He comes back to it a lot, when he spends time in the attic, because when he looks at it, he swears he can hear what he imagines Dad’s laugh sounded like, his voice calling him a little menace with all the fondness in the world.

And then he’s eighteen, and he’s alone on his birthday. Mum calls, tells him she loves him and she would come and visit him later on, so they could do something together, but she couldn’t take the day off. She tells him how proud she is of her daughter being all grown up, and he winces, but keeps his mouth shut.

And then he maybe gets a little bit drunk, drags out his paints and brushes, rifles through the portfolio hidden carefully in the back of his closet, and finds the painting with the juniper tree and the three magpies

He takes another shot to steady his nerves, and paints in a fourth.

Five for silver, six for gold.

He shouldn’t be surprised Mum doesn't come to his graduation, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. She’s busy, she’s always been busy, she’s been busy since he was a toddler.

He was stupid to believe anything he did would be important enough for her to bother with. To believe that he could matter to anyone enough.

Tina’s stepmum had more foresight than he did, inviting him along to her and Tina’s celebration dinner at a fancy restaurant out of town, and he has to take a minute to cry in the bathroom after they proudly present him with a messily wrapped gift and a card that practically explodes with glitter when he open it, but he can’t even pretend to be annoyed because it has his name in it, and while he's trying very hard not to break down crying in public, Tina hugs him so tightly his spine creaks and tells him she couldn’t have wished for a better brother.

When they drop him off at home, his eyes are still red and a bit wet, he’s full of good food and affection, and he’s smiling like an idiot in spite of the fact that he can’t stop sniffling. The heavy sterling silver magpie skull charm rests against his collarbone, the weight comforting in a way he can’t hope to put into words. He'll never forget Tina’s dewy, smiling eyes as she clasped it around his neck and told him proudly, “Now you’ve got two.'"

He falls into bed holding the charm, reluctant to take it off, but knowing he should put it somewhere safe before bed. He exhales a happy sigh, laughing a bit wetly to himself.

And then his phone vibrates in the pocket of his slacks, and his heart seizes in his chest.

He doesn’t have to check the ID to know who it is. Nobody ever calls him, and his eyes flicker anxiously to the pressed dress in its plastic garment bag still hanging untouched on the back of his closet door. He’d given Tina the expensive name-brand heels for her own graduation outfit, because even if he did want them, he couldn’t walk in the damn things anyway. Lucky for him, they wear the same size shoe.

He takes a moment to calm his breathing, but that means he has to fumble to answer the call before it ends, and he winces when he sees two more missed calls in his log. “Mum!” he blurts, his voice instinctively pitching higher. “Hi! How are you?”

“I’m fine,” she tells him easily. “I’m sorry again I couldn’t make it today. There was a—”

“A big project, I know,” he finishes. It’s always a project, or a trip, or a meeting. The details are always scant, but Mum knows how to make it sound big and important and in need of her attention. He’s tried not to be bitter about it, but there’s always been a part of him that wishes, for once, she’d decide he was important enough to need her attention. “It’s okay, Mum.” It’s not, it never was, but it would be selfish of him to tell her that. She’s got enough to worry about.

“Well, I didn’t want you to think I’d forgotten, so I had a gift delivered. It should have arrived today.”

He bites back a sigh. He wonders if it would be easier if she had just forgotten. If it would hurt less than knowing she always made the decision not to see him. “Oh, I’ll go check!” he blurts, trying to inject as much enthusiasm into his voice as possible. He rolls out of bed and heads for the door, poking out to check the mailbox. Of course, inside there is a slim, rectangular package, wrapped in tidy brown paper. The address and names are printed on stickers.

He takes it inside with the phone tucked against his shoulder, weighing the box in his hands. It’s light, and he wants to be excited about whatever it is, but he’s suddenly drained from the day, from crying and laughing and crying some more.

The dining room, somehow, has always felt more lonely than anywhere else in the house, and he’s never been able to figure out why, but he puts the package on the table and starts picking at the neat wrapping. Mum is quiet on the other end of the phone, waiting, and Juni wants to break the odd silence, but can’t even begin to think of what to say. He wishes he didn’t bite his nails, because it takes him way too long to break into the pristine paper, and inside is a long red jewelry box. When he lifts the lid, there is a delicate gold necklace resting on a soft velvet pad, understated and objectively lovely, if not really his style, but it’s the note that flutters out of the box that catches his attention. His eyes skim the note, expecting her usual platitudes that he sometimes wonders if she has someone else type for her.

I am so proud of the woman you’ve become.

His breath leaves him in a painful, strangled rush, his lungs squeezing tight in his chest. And before Mum can speak, he blurts "I can't take this," trailed by a ragged sob.

“Of course you can,” she says gently, kindly. “I know how you get about expensive gifts, but really, it’s no trouble—”

His head fills with screaming static when she calls him what she’s always called him, what she doesn’t know better than to call him, because he’s never told her. He’s never had the chance, it’s never been the right time, it felt wrong not to do it in person, but whenever he sees her in person he feels like he shouldn’t waste the time with her by bringing up something so…

“My name is Juniper!” It explodes out of him, louder than he’s ever been with her, and it stuns her into silence. “I’m not your daughter!” he cries desperately, “I’m your son. You can’t be proud of the woman I’ve become, because I’m not a woman!” He sounds insane, he knows he does, shrill and frantic, but his heart is hammering so hard he feels dizzy, the walls are yawning wide around him, the dining room feels huge and so empty and so bleak. He’s never felt more alone in this dark, quiet house he’s spent his entire life rattling around in than he does in this exact moment, and it’s suffocating. His phone drops from shaking fingers onto the floor, and he drops with it, curling into a ball and struggling to remember how to breathe, dizzily hoping he won’t need to go scrambling for his inhaler. His fingers clench so tightly around the heavy silver charm he’s almost worried he’s going to snap the simple leather cord, but he needs to ground himself or he feels like he’ll dissolve entirely.

He hears Mum calling the name that’s not his, and when he finally manages to fumble his phone with nerveless fingers, he winces seeing the screen is cracked. “I’m sorry,” he sobs weakly, his eyes burning with tears. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” He can’t even be sure what he’s apologizing for, but he knows he has to, especially when he slams the end call button and buries his face in his knees so he can cry alone in the dark.

Seven for a secret, never to be told.

Juni’s skin is starting to get clammy, but he’s too comfortable to move. Eventually, he’s going to have to, if for nothing else than to get up and get cleaned up, but for now, he’s happy, if a little chilly. He nuzzles into the soft curls dusted across Mason’s chest, and lets his eyelids fall to half-mast, just open enough to absently count the freckles hidden under the chest hair, inevitably lose count, and start counting again. Mason smells good, cooling sweat and sandalwood, and dozy as he is, it takes a moment for Juni to realize he doesn’t really smell like smoke at all anymore. His room doesn’t smell lke smoke, either, he realizes. His heart thuds hard behind his ribs.

He gets distracted when a shiver rolls over him, the chill suddenly overwhelming against his sticky skin, and he curls further into Mason’s chest in an attempt to leach some of his warmth.

Mason clicks his tongue, and Juni’s whole body stiffens, worry zinging into his gut to rattle around there like a bird in a too-small cage. Mason shifts underneath him, and he starts to roll away, to apologize, to get out of his hair, before a strong hand clasps the back of his neck.

“Hold still,” Mason grunts, sitting up and patting around for the edge of the blanket. He pulls it out from under them both, which almost sends the detective rolling off the bed against his will this time, but Mason's hand shifts down to spread across his lower back and hold him steady until he can get them both tucked underneath.

He flops back against the pillows again, one arm tucked under his head and the other loose at his side, and slowly, cautiously, Juni crawls his way under it. The hand lands on his hip and squeezes, and Juni settles his head back on the vampire’s chest just in time to hear the pleased little rumble there. He flushes down to his chest and bites his lip, distracting himself by petting at Mason’s chest hair.

And then he pokes his flat, brown nipple and says, “Boop!” on some stupid impulse, and giggles like an idiot.

Mason scoffs and rolls his eyes, but shifts so that Juni’s thigh hitches up over his. “Keep that up, sweetheart, and we’ll be going into round two sooner rather than later.” Juni can feel the truth in that statement against his thigh, and he blushes so hotly he knows Mason can feel it at every point their bodies are touching. He might be approaching supernova levels of heat when Mason smugly adds, “Well, round two for me. Three for you.”

He hides his face in Mason’s chest with a long groan. “I’m going to explode,” he declares. “I’m going to collapse like a dying star.”

Mason laughs, sharp and startled and shockingly bright, and Juni’s head shoots up so he can see his face. His hair is a mess, but of course it still looks amazing, hanging around his face in loose, sweat-damp spirals. His vulpine grey eyes are crinkling at the corners, even his sharp nose wrinkling in a way that makes Juni’s heart almost stop. And his mouth, usually either pinned into a scowl, or twisted into a sly (and stupidly attractive) smirk, is curled into a smile, breathtaking in its open softness.

God, I love you, Juni wants to cry, his heart pounding in counterpoint to the desperate, silent declaration he traps behind his teeth by digging them into his lower lip so hard he’s almost afraid he’s going to make himself bleed. And it doesn’t stop. I love you, I love you, I love you drums in his chest, hums through his blood, and when Mason catches him looking, he reaches out to push the tangled forelock of curls hanging in Juni’s eyes out of his face, cupping his cheek to pull him into a kiss. Juni shivers and braces his hand on Mason’s chest, feeling the vampire’s heart thumping there, steady and stable and achingly familiar. His own matches it beat for beat, and thankfully his mouth is too occupied for the pulsing plea of love me, love me, please love me to spill out. So he dives into it, clings to it, and when Mason breaks away to let him breathe, Juni buries his mouth against the arch of his throat instead, presses messy kisses to his collarbones, his chest, his shoulders, throttles the words before they can escape him and pushes them into touches instead. Touches can’t damn him the way words can.

There’s a soft, shameful part of him he ignores like he always has that whispers to him that maybe, just maybe, if he pours enough of himself into every kiss, every touch, that the words will finally be understood. That the weak little part of him he buries deeper and deeper every time it cries out will finally be seen, and answered, and cradled tenderly in someone’s strong, freckled hands.

But until then, it will sit there in his chest under lock and key and ache, like all his secrets do.

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sarahjtv · 4 years ago

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BNHA Chapter 315 Quick Analysis: #GiveDekuTherapy2021

Ok, another chapter! And it’s a doozy that’s for sure. Man, the people on social media were NOT very happy with what happened and I understand why. Though, I think Horikoshi has bigger plans going on in his head. So, I’m not going to go screaming to him telling him how to tell his story. I personally still liked it a lot and have hopes for our lovely Lady Nagant.

Anyway, doing these smaller analyses actually do make my life easier since they consume less time. To give you an idea, the Spoiler Analyses I did before took 1+ hours to complete for me since I had so much to say and I had to constantly go back and forth with Tumblr and the leaks. At least here, everyone knows what’s going on and I can go off the official translations. TL;DR: Doing the Quick Analyses are easier and I think I’m going to stick with them. Onto the chapter:

It’s actually kind of good to know that not all of Overhaul’s screws are loose. He’s still ultimately thinking about the Boss and wanting to fix him, but he does still recognize Deku and is willing to ID him for Lady Nagant. Of course, he’s so eager to get to the Boss that he’s practically scolding Nagant for not holding up her part of the bargain yet.

Holy crap that Rifle can get swole. No pun intended, that thing on Lady Nagant’s elbow is massive. I guess this is what happens when she exchanges her accuracy for speed and power. It’s cool, but damn is it gnarly to look at. Looks like something out of a gorey horror manga.

But, Deku swings in and uses his new Quirk to speed blitz his way to push Overhaul out of the bullet’s way! What a badass! Deku using his brains is aways cool as hell to see. You love to see it, my dudes.

And we FINALLY get an explanation on the 3rd Holder’s Quirk: Fa Jin. It’s basically stores and releases kinetic energy that is built up through repeated motion. So here, Deku uses Fa Jin on his legs which is why he was kicking and squatting so much earlier. So, he used that energy to boost his speed + 45% of OFA + use of centrifugal force via swinging with Black Whip = Faux 100%! Deku is insane; the guy’s a madman and I love it!

After saving Overhaul, Deku tells Overhaul that they’ll talk later. It’s just one panel, but this implies that Deku really will try to at least have a conversation with Overhaul to understand him since he was unable to back in the Yakuza Raid Arc. So, we’ll see if Deku will help Overhaul go down a better path. Though, again, I really wouldn’t blame Deku if he chose not to given the horrors Overhaul has done in the past.

And then we have a beautiful double-page-spread of Deku using the last of his Fa Jin to pull a sickass Faux 100% Manchester Smash on Lady Nagant’s Rifle to break it. Horikoshi is really drawing straight fire at this point. You can even see close-ups of the raindrops at a few points. It’s so cool to see Deku go 100% again even though this one is a pseudo one. Not only is Deku powerful as hell, but he’s also not breaking his body too much this way. Though that’s gotta hurt for Nagant since that Rifle is a part of her body. Yeesh...

Now Lady Nagant can’t fight and her Air Walk stopped working for some reason (AFO?). As she falls, Deku grabs her hand and realizes that she still has the heart of a hero despite everything. Deku begs her to fight along side the good guys again. You can even see that small glimmer of light back in Deku’s eyes again. God, I love Deku. He really does try to understand and see the best in everyone. He did it with Bakugo, Shoto, Gentle Criminal, La Brava, and even Shigaraki. He has this way of reading people and getting to people’s hearts. That’s one of the main things that makes Deku a true hero.

And Lady Nagant agrees... Until AFO reveals that he (probably) used one of his Quirks to secretly plant a bomb in Lady Nagant to blow her up in case she turned on him. Man, fuck AFO. All my homies hate AFO. I want to burn this fucker alive and watch him suffer. What a despicable waste of air. Good thing we’re actually meant to hate him.

And Deku just watches Lady Nagant blow up right in front of him. This kid is screaming in horror and I’m positive he’s even more traumatized after this. Deku’s been though far too much over the past month alone and I really REALLY worry about his mental health at this point. I’d hate to see him break down emotionally, but I would be ok if he did because Deku deserves a good cry at this point. I want him to see some kind of therapist after all this is over. IDK if Horikoshi will let him, but at least before this series is over at least.

Then Hawks finally appears like I though he would! He uses his little feathers to catch Lady Nagant from falling further. Good on him for saving his senpai! And I’m glad this confirms that Hawks’ wings are growing back. They’re so cute and tiny! Hawks isn't Quirkless after all.

So, Lady Nagant’s probably not dead. I know people are pissed that she was basically used as a plot device for other characters, but even Horikoshi acknowledges that through AFO’s dialogue about Lady Nagant constantly being used as a tool. Horikioshi knows what he’s doing; it’s not like he’s getting rid of her just because. The man wouldn’t let a character like her, one given a LOT of important backstory and development, die just like that. I’m thinking that Deku’s probably going to force Overhaul to use his Quirk on Nagant to heal her if he can. And if he does, not only is Lady Nagant ok, but this could be that better path Overhaul could go down. All in all, I don’t think Lady Nagant is dead. I think Horikoshi has bigger plans for her. I really hope I’m right

Horikoshi writing his characters at this point:

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daaziscoolbesties · 3 years ago

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i yearn for one(1) thing only, and that is to have a nice, simplistic, cartoonish artstyle. an artstyle that doesnt rely on anatomy, but the "movement" of the drawing, if you get what i mean.

i dont want realistic proportions and traditional colors and basic poses and gradient shading, i want funky lil dudes in funky poses with funky styles littering my sketchbook :( but alas i havent figured out how to develop that kind of style yet, my brain wants anatomy to look nice but also i dont want to draw eyes. i dont want to take time out of my day to learn how to draw lips i want to draw a line that extends past the characters face. i dont want all my characters to have pointy chins with curved cheeks i want their heads to be round and friend-like or full of sharp edges depending on their personalities and styles. i want to give them all not-quite human ears, blob feet, simple faces, but at the same time i want enough detail to convey the story or emotion im trying to tell.

ive spent so much time recently agonizing over how to use 3d model websites, using real-life references and tracing over them for practice, color-picking from real images to try and do realism and failing miserably, but you know whats easier than that? funky little dudes. little dudes who do not care if their legs are too long or their hair is too bouncy. i dont want my characters to look human.

ive spent enough time on the artfight website to realize that most people who classify their characters as "human" have the most basic ass designs (no offense to people who like basic human designs its just not my thing) or its like dnd-medieval style outfits which i cant draw for the life of me (ive tried). again no offense to people who actively enjoy and draw characters like that. i just need my dudes to have that certain,,, off-ness to them. tails are cool. wings are swag (especially if they arent even like,, fully attached,, ), elf ears are so wonderful to me no matter how much theyre overused, horns are so much fun to draw, and colors!! i have no knowledge in the color theory department so this works great for me!! the only thing i really know is dont shade with black, other than that i just colorpick from references usually but i dont want to do that!! i want the colors to hurt people's eyes but in a satisfying way. like the character's design is so nice to look at that you dont mind your eyes hurting a bit. like how im enjoying writing this post even though its 2 am and the brightness on my computer wont go any lower.

and then another thing ive noticed from being on the artfight website is that a lot of people classify their characters that are anthro/have anthro features under humanoids/monsters. like i made a google form to find some people to attack and someone sent me in a character with some sort of animal (wolf? idk) arms and legs. like dude!! peak character design i love her. but me personally? i cant draw that shit, its so hard for me. i tried a while back and its just Not my thing. nothing against furries i just. cant. and i dont want to either.

and i got another submission that i accidentally deleted that was like full anthro/wolf-like like my comrade,,, i cannot draw animals what makes you think i can draw an animal who acts like a human lmao. i can do like. very basic tails, and also animal ears but i cant do the arms and legs and such i just dont know the anatomy, and i know i was talking about how i dont want to care about anatomy but i feel like for anthros you really do need to know at least basic animal anatomy so you know how the limbs look and shit and i dont have that knowledge and dont feel like gaining it.

and then there were some submissions that i absolutely adored. there was one that like, was vaguely human shaped but definitely was not a human. they had a dark-ish lavender colored skin and horns and tusks and like goat ears and a sorta fluffy tail with spikes on it and they had wings and such and they were such a pleasure to draw i love them. and they had a fairly simple outfit too, nothing too complicated. and then i also enjoy object head characters, theyre so neato to me. i got one of those and i really wish i had the motivation to work on it cause it looks so fun.

i want to make funky characters but id have nothing to do with them because the only book i ever tried writing (key word tried - never got past planning it out) had strictly human characters in it, and most of the books i read are humans/humans with powers in situations specific to them so id have no idea what lore to make with the dudes. assuming i have the motivation to make lore and backstory because honestly i just really enjoy character designing its super duper fun.

(side note a song about trucks doing the deed came on just now and its interrupted my flow, apologies).

i only have three actual characters right now. one is an original roleplay oc whos design is literally athletic shorts, an oversized long sleeved grey sweatshirt, long purple hair, and demon horns. the second one is my persona whos design some sorta medival knight outfit kinda thing? but not ugly it looks really cool (idk one of my friends designed it bc i won some contest from him but the drawing was on a super small scale so idrk the details,,,) with a plague doctor mask and crown, and shoulder length wavy brown hair, dyed bright pink at the end. and then my last one im not too comfortable using other places because theyre a character my friend is using in the story hes writing, and thats really the only place theyve been used. but theyre easily my favorite and im already writing a ton so ill talk about them too.

they're a sorta elf species thing from another planet, with pale green skin and pointed ears. they also have a tail, its like,, super thin, but with a feathery bit at the end. probably not the texture of a feather but i dont know how else to describe it. they have short, curly, almost-draco-malfoy-blonde hair that when it gets too long they can put in a man bun. their eyesight is kinda shitty so when they got to earth, they were exploring some supply closets around the airship. drop off area. thing. like airport but for rocketships and also fancier. yeah. they were exploring that area and found a nice big pair of round glasses with grey frames. and they also found a cowboy-style hat and a sharpie so they wrote their name on the underside of the brim of the hat and stole the hat and glasses (but left the sharpie in the supply closet).

yeah theyre my favorite, my absolute beloved, my child, so cool. i want more characters like them but with maybe a bit more snazzier designs. theyre super cool and all but they could have more pizzazz if they werent in a story where its too late to give them more pizzazz. i just want to be able to give my characters thigh-high boots with a bunch of buckles and fluffy hair with tons of accessories crammed in and abnormally large and long ears that can harbor many piercings and horns that can hold rings on them and special little details on their outfits like who knows what but i dont have any characters to do that too, so i have to make them from scratch, which is always hard especially when you have artblock.

and i also have like 17 characters i need to fully draw, line, and maybe color for artfight before august 1st. so i dont know. i have many things to do and plenty of time to do it but instead i spend my time halfway watching repetitive youtube videos that get boring or sleeping all damn day because i stay up too late doing things like this or i just do nothing at all and its tiring and frustrating but i also feel nothing about it like theres no consequence if i dont do it besides you know. not doing it, not gaining that experience, not making something i enjoy.

so i should do it but i dont for whatever reason, i think its called executive dysfunction but im not sure. this post started out very differently than it ended and i said somewhere up there that i was writing this at 2 am but now its almost 3. this is so many words why couldnt i have put this energy into something productive

#long post #sorry its so messy but like i said its almost 3 am and i dont want to go back and format all this #i might come back and make it look nicer in the morning #maybe not who knows #i just checked and this is 1.5k words what the hell

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every1studio · 5 years ago

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SPECIAL: “pirates + kidz: attention” [ateez]

genre: misc. + mafia!au (mafia: violence, MORE hints of spice, foul language) + female reader

ficstyle: bulletpoints + long scenario + alternate versions + series [INTRO] [ATEEZ] [STRAY KIDS]

requested: “detective y/n gets involved with two conflicting mafias and has the hearts of the leaders”

note: I hate how messy this is but I hope it’s something

you pulled Yunho’s arm away from Jisung’s

“please don’t fight..” you tried your hardest to be as scared as possible; giving him you infamous puppy-eyes

Hangyul said was the quickest way to the hardcore chief of police of yours, was your puppy-eyes

if you could use it to get through that stone-cold chief, you were so sure that it was going to get through Yunho

and yet to your surprise, it did

he felt like he was melting with happiness; no treasure could ever make him feel that elated, that euphoric

Yunho “playfully” shoves Jisung one last time in the chest, “guess she choice me, pipsqueak.. see ya later, alligator~”

they both stuck their tongues out at each other like little kids

Jisung shoved his hands in his pocket and looked over his shoulders at you to wink at you

will you ever see him again? probably

but now all you had to focus on was getting to know about both Pirates and KidZ through Yunho

speaking of Yunho, he sweeps his arm around your waist and hovered over the nape of your neck, next to your ear, “do you wanna get out of here?”

you knew this moment was going to arise but you needed to get some sort of information about either gangs

“didn’t you come here with your friends?”

Yunho looked surprised; he starts to chuckle at you obliviousness

“you probably wouldn’t know my friends and I if you aren’t a regular here at this club but... we are patrons of this club.. well us and Jisung and his friends...”

you looked up at him through your long, flirty lashes, trying to get more information

“you and Jisung aren’t friends?”

Yunho was getting bored of the questions but he wanted to keep your attention on him, “did we seem like friends to you, baby girl?”

you shook your head, innocently

knowing that you were interested in who he was, Yunho didn’t seem to think there was any harm in telling you about his occupation

he playfully twirls your hair as he gets incredibly closer to you; you had your eyes out for the hidden gun he had under his jacket in his gun holster

“let’s just say, I am a dangerous guy with some dangerous friends who have a dangerous job..”

you had to find some way to make him say more than just that

“I like dangerous...” you murmured softly; even though it was loud in the clubs, Yunho found the quietness of your voice EXTREMELY sensual

it’s like he hit the jackpot

all of the other girls he tried to score every time at the club were mediocre; basic, predictable, tried too hard for his taste

he took your innocence as a new sort of kink he wanted to explore

he wanted to see if you had it in you to break out of that shell

“you better not back out on me, kitten~”

you shook your head in response as he led you to the VIP floor of the club; it was an upstairs, with access of looking over the crowded dance floor

it was separated into two different sides

the north side belonged to KidZ

while the south side belonged to Pirates

Yunho brought you along to meet his crew

each of them had some female company with them but when they all turned to see who was exiting out of the south elevators

they all whistled and gaped as they saw you; you could feel the penetrating glares of the girls that were sitting closely to the men in suit

“Yunho, introduce us to your beautiful friend there~” you recognized as that taller guy as Mingi, the files told you that he was someone that was in charge of dealing with fighting off anybody that got in his way

but he didn’t look like it; he definitely had a baby face

Yunho pulled you closer as he noticed the guys leaning in to hear more about or from you

“this is Aurora..”

they repeated your name after him; completely enchanted

but Yunho didn’t like the way they looked at you; you were his and he didn’t like sharing

“hi-” you began, reached your hand out; this was a good start for you to get a good look at all the members of Pirates and analyze their behaviors

but Yunho tugged you back from any of them trying to take your hand, “we’re leaving”

they all started to pout and complain

“she just got here!!!”

“and now she’s leaving,” Yunho pulls you towards the elevator

“wait but I want to meet your friends..” you tried to do what you could to get intel, you couldn’t let this opportunity slip away

but he had other plans, “you’re not interested in me, but my friends?”

you opened your mouth to respond to him but the way he closes in on you with your back to the elevator door and his body caging you in

“sounds like you’re just using me to get to my friends..”

you showed no facial expressions when he was spot on about your intentions

you had to get yourself out of this situation or you could get hurt one way or another

with fumbling hands, you found the button to go up; you didn’t know where it led to but you hope it would give you enough time to change his mind about you

the elevator door dinged

you felt the doors open behind you and you pulled Yunho by the collars into the elevators

you used the rails in the elevators as leverage to wrap you leg around him, you could feel his gun hitting your inner thigh, “you think I’m not interested in you?”

his eyes went wide by the switch in your behavior

“I knew you were hiding something.. this kitten was hiding under that innocent little act all along~”

and that surprised look was morphed into a playful smirk, “what’s the rush baby?”

Yunho turns to press the button to close the elevator doors as you try to keep his attention on you

you really went out of your way to be overly flirty and sensual

this was soo out of your character; but isn’t that what going undercover is all about?

he occupied himself in the crooks of your neck, going up and down from your jawline to your collarbones; intoxicating himself with your scent

“is this all you do when you’re here? showing off some new girl to your “dangerous” friends, just to be upset when they get interested..” you managed to mutter without getting TOO hot and bothered

you felt him smirk against your skin, “you just want attention and I’m giving it to ya..”

you heard the loud music of the club blaring through the doors

that was when you gently tugged on his hair to push him off towards the doors, “well I want more..”

the doors open and you were met again by the loud, drunk music of the club, you led him to the dance floor

but he tugs you to the bar, “I think I need some more drinks to handle someone like you..”

every time he got you shots, you stealthily threw them so that you could be as lucid as possible

minute by minute, he was getting tipsier and tipsier

usually people are more sexually teasing and they would have a sensual aura to them

but Yunho became extremely cute and flirty

“Aurora~why don’t girls wanna be with me~” he pouts as draws circles on your hands

you almost forgot that you were on the job when you saw how adorable he was, like you were falling for him

but you didn’t answer him at first because you were so star-struck by him

“is it because I’m a mafia man? and they’re scared??” he looks up at you with huge puppy eyes

you immediately gulped down your emotions; the job comes first, you kept on telling yourself

“a mafia man?” you echoed his words, trying to get more information out of him

Yunho does a little gasp as he covers his mouth, “I shouldn’t be saying that out loud!”

only a couple seconds went by as he slumped onto you, you could smell the booze and his cologne

you had your rental car out in the front and a go-bag for you to sleep at a hotel if needed

you couldn’t risk any of your personal life while being on such a risky job

you were stuck between taking him up to the Pirates’ wing of the club and just heading to the hotel

“Yunho? where do you want to go? upstairs? or-”

“I wanna go where ever you wanna go~” he slurred

maybe this was a good chance to head to the hotel room, so you did

carrying a guy that was more than 6 ft was already hard enough, but you had to carry a guy that was more than 6 ft that was completely shitfaced

you took a breather when you entered the car, contemplating if this was worth it

Yunho slings his arm over you and breaths into the area right below your ear, “you’re so pretty... I think for the first time... in a long, long, long, long, loooonnnggg time... I’m in love....”

you looked over at him and although he was slurring at his words, his eyes were so clear; you swore you could see your reflection in them

you leaned it

Yunho thought you were going in for a kiss but you reached over to put his seat belt on

he gave out a huffy sigh in annoyance; how is this man even apart of a mafia???

you tightened your grip on the steering wheel as you made your way to the hotel

it took all of your last energy to throw him on the second set of bed that was standard for any hotel bedroom

Yunho was passed out; his long limbs were hanging off of the bed

you made sure that he was sound asleep when you decided to carefully take his gun, while searching for other weapons, you place it across the room, then you proceeded to slip his wallet out of his pocket

no cash, a couple of luxury cards, and a couple of fake IDs

you used to work in the branch of the police that worked with identity theft and fake ids; you finally found his real ID

he wasn’t even old enough to be in a bar in the first place; he still had one more year

and the fact that he was in a mafia for so long made your heart hurt

how long has he been involved with the mafia?

“snooping around, sweetheart?” you heard a groggy voice coming from the side of the room that Yunho was in

you didn’t turned around but you eyed his gun that was in front of you; you knew that you searched him for all weapons

so knowing you were safe, you slowly turned around

he was sitting on the bed, leaning back with the buttons of his shirt popped open; exposing the top of his toned chest

“who are you with? the KNPA (Korean National Police Agency)? the KCIA (Korean Central Intelligence Agency)? KMP (Korean Military Police)?” his voice was deep and quiet; but not scared

you sharply exhaled, “I’m working with Interpol....”

you didn’t know what came over you, maybe it was the remaining alcohol in your system but you felt inclined to tell him the truth; partially

he exhaled the same way you did, “so your name isn’t really Aurora?”

out of all the questions a mafia man could ask, he asked about your name

“no...”

Yunho stayed where he was; showing you that you could trust him, but you were trained to be cautious

“is it wrong to ask what your real name is?”

“it’s wrong for a detective and a criminal to be together?” you were fumbling with his wallet

you threw it at him as you took your go-bag and walked backwards towards the door

“since I got caught, there’s no reason for me to stay around...” you couldn’t cause a scene, this was suppose to be a quiet job

but when Yunho got up, you quickly grabbed the doorknob; ready to flee

“w-wait.. don’t leave...” he placed his hands up to surrender, “if you don’t trust me you can take my gun...”

you did what he said, but you were still vigilant

“look.. Yunho.. my only job here is to get intel... about you, your gang and the KidZ too... I don’t want to cause any trouble and-”

“I can give you information..” there was a strong indication in his voice that he wasn’t going to hide anything from you

“why?” you were confused; did he somehow call for backup and was wasting your time so that they could get here to dispose of you? or is he trying to devise a plan to get rid of you? or?

“I like you... I don’t... I don’t want this to be the last time I see you...” his eyes softened, he began to wipe his sweaty hands on the sides of his pants

he was young, problem is, he probably never had the time to be a normal kid his age growing up

you had to make sure you weren’t being set up, “how do I know you’re not lying? you are apart of something way too big to just drop and give up...”

“aren’t we both?”

he slowly walks up to you; takes your wrist that was holding the gun so firmly and placed it on his temple, “you can pull the trigger if you don’t believe me...”

a couple seconds went by and you didn’t do anything

“God please stay with me...” he mutter as he threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut

he was so beautiful; you convinced yourself that there were many ways to gather information, including one that satisfied your unprofessional urges

“fuck it...” you dropped the gun and your bag

you grabbed his face and latched onto his lips

Yunho let you push him onto the bed, “I would give you everything and anything even if you didn’t ask me to...”

you haphazardly smirked, “even about your business?”

he nods as he’s waiting for you to do something more for him, to him

slowly, you reached for something in your back pocket and you preoccupied him with soft, erotic kisses going back and forth between his lips and his jawline

you pushed his jacket off in an upwards motion so that his arms were in front of the headboard

click; you handcuffed his wrists to the headboard

“still don’t trust me?” he tugs on the cuffs as it makes clinking noises

“better safe than sorry. you are a big guy..” you shrugged, “let’s play a little game..”

you dragged your nails from his jawline down to his belt in an excruciatingly slow pace, “you tell me all I need to know about your gang.. and anything you know about KidZ.. and euphoria is yours..”

Yunho was getting antsy and impatient, waiting for you to do anything.. “what do you want to know, sweets?”

you both knew it would be a short night or a long night depending on how well he can give you information

the more you egged him on, the clouded his mind became

but the more his mind was clouded, the less information he was able to give you

and you would stop, and he didn’t want that

the whole time, he asked you for your name so he could chant it as if it was the only thing he knew, but you wouldn’t give it to him

you had to be the one in control here

sometimes all it takes is a slightly dominate female to get the job done

when you got enough information, you put your clothes back on and cleaned yourself up

“you’re not going to get these off of me?”

you raised your brows at him, “you could do that yourself, hun...”

you continued to collect your things; when you grabbed your bag, Yunho knew that you were going to leave him

“wait.. what did I do wrong? I did everything you asked of me!” you knew if he really wanted to, he could break the headboard and free from his restraints

you had the key to the handcuffs in your hands as you drew it along his face, “I love my job and that comes first.. you’ll see me around.. maybe sooner than I would like... but since, you could be liable to get in trouble with your people, I’ll give you my name..”

you placed the key so that he could clamp it with his teeth

you made your way to the door as you winked at him, “Y/N.. the name is Y/N...”

when the door closed, Yunho pulled his body up so that he could unlock the cuffs with the key that you placed in his mouth

he got all of his things as fast as he could so that he could try to catch up to you

he remembered where you parked your car but the moment that he got out there, you zoomed passed him

he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration; he checked if he had gathered all of his things from the room

Yunho checked his wallet to find a white card with nothing but a phone number and a note

“you know I can’t give you my personal phone but if you ever want to share some more information with me.. here’s how to get a hold of me..”

Yunho smiles in relief; what’s scarier than a mafia man who doesn’t get what he wants?

a mafia man who’s in love; and not just in love with anyone, in love with an undercover detective

@utopiamiroh

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comicteaparty · 5 years ago

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March 21st-March 27th, 2020 Creator Babble Archive

The archive for the Creator Babble chat that occurred from March 21st, 2020 to March 27th, 2020. The chat focused on the following question:

What are some background details you know about your story that won’t ever actually come up in the main narrative?

Cronaj (Whispers of the Past)

Oh boy... So many in Whispers of the Past... The first—which I believe I've mentioned before—is that some of the characters' sexualities never really get brought up outside of some subtle subtext. For example, Ryukou is asexual aromantic, but he is married, and he honestly doesn't even know that being aroace is a thing. His wife, Maya, is bisexual, and her attraction to women is hinted at, but not explicitly said. The second background detail that will likely never make it into the main narrative is Kelan's grief after SPOILER the death of his wife. END SPOILER The story takes place years after this event, and yet he still hasn't completely recovered. That being said, it just never really comes up in the narrative, again, outside of subtext. Thirdly, Izrekiel actually has a dependency on physical contact and skinship, because of the lack of affection he was given as a child. This, once again, only really comes up in subtext and is hinted at through his actions, but it is never explained. Aaaaand finally, there is a lot of magical lore that is never explained even remotely. In the story, it is treated very much like a soft magic system, but there are some "harder" elements that go into explaining why certain things have happened, but... they are not actually explained in the story. More like... I know about them, and I can explain these things to anyone who cares to ask (edited)

Capitania do Azar

Oh I suppose that in https://www.sarilho.net/en/ I'm never gonna go in detail about the geopolitics, the different power structures or even how the main empire is structured. We may get hints at it, but it's not necessary for the story so I don't think I'm gonna include much. Details about characters' sexualities are prolly just gonna be hinted at mainly because they don't have the words to express them the same way we do Also I really care about the differences between the different languages and particularly between the spoken and written versions of these, but I can't find a way to have a character explain those just because so you'll have to figure it out through background information like posters and graffiti

sagaholmgaard

Ohh this prompt came at the right time because it's been on my mind lately!! In Reclaim, https://tapas.io/series/_Reclaim_ My two main characters, Albus and Styrka, are in a queerplatonic relationship, which they don't have the word for and it doesn't ever come up except in subtext. I'm trying to write them so that it really shows that they love each other, and everyone knows this, but there won't be a point were they "get together" so to speak because they already have everything they want between each other! And I'm very Soft for this but also nervous that when the story is finished people might feel let down that it doesn't end up in straight up romance? if that makes sense And there's a lot of history research I did that is contextually there but not mentioned in words. That's just one of those things where my knowledge is deeper than what shows in the comic, but I think the story is better for it :D (It's not historic fiction because I'm taking a lot of liberties, but the research is helpful all the same)

chalcara [Nyx+Nyssa]

One of the paladin/church knight's gay, but it never comes up, because, you know, marriage in their world's decided by the parents, because it's a matter of inheritance and heirs not love. He's married, and actually decent friends with his wife and children, but he's taking his oaths seriously. So he never even mentions the people's he's attracted too.

There are openly gay couples in the story, it just didn't work out for him; his family needed that alliance.

LadyLazuli (Phantomarine)

In Phantomarine (http://www.phantomarine.com/) I have two gods that drive the entire story. But seven other gods existed at one point in time. I will be delving into at least two other gods’ stories - as a good background for why the remaining two are in such a tumultuous relationship - but there are five others that I don’t really plan on writing about in great detail. Their symbols and names may pop up in various texts/decorations/etc, but there’s not enough time for a super detailed character study of each. Perfect for side stories, though

mariah (rainy day dreams)

Rainy Day Dreams (http://rainydaydreams.mariahcurrey.com/) takes place in an alternate dimension and the plot deals mostly with interdimensional travelers, but the world is post first interstellar contact also. Only the story isn't a sci-fi so there's no real reason to talk about how robust their space program is and there are already monsters so there's no easy way to tell who's a native and who's and alien.

eli [a winged tale]

Whoa Mariah that sounds fun! I love how everyone’s worlds are complex and in depth and there are clues within the story

Would these details be part of another project/side stories/lorebook? What’s everyone’s plans for these secrets

Cronaj (Whispers of the Past)

My secrets are basically just stewing in my brain I mean, I guess if a reader ever asked, I'd spill all the secrets, but so far, that hasn't happened.

Tuyetnhi (OIYD!)

same lmao

I guess a background detail the comic won't get into is how the imagery in Cara's dream became promiment before her dream boyfriend came to the picture. I did wrote a prequel where she was having dreams of her late grandma who's stories got super visual in her head. Most of the events she told to Cara were from late 70's Vietnam.(edited)

some of those dreams and nightmares were partly inspired from my parent's part growing up in the time, such as my dad encountering a ghoulish corpse with his grandpa and my mom actually building things from a hut in the jungle

so yeah lmao. ghost story dreams

eli [a winged tale]

Mariah I’m curious about non-scifi parallel universe space program alien monsters are they more the reasoning for how the story exists but you won’t be going into depth with them? (Ie not a plot twisty thing?)

Ghost story dreams and parallel places in real life sound like a good atmosphere/mood element in your story!

Tuyetnhi (OIYD!)

yeah lmao. I wasn't sure how to add it but Cara does mention about her grandma's story in future chapters (if my hands let me draw faster lolol). but as a small tibit. Maybe I'll sit down and write more as a side story lol

eli [a winged tale]

Side stories sound like a great way to showcase more of the world

Tuyetnhi (OIYD!)

I'll consider it lolol

mariah (rainy day dreams)

They're just kind of an additional details that I came up with while thinking about the world. The planet itself I decided a long time ago is Eart but like 100,000 years in the future so the tectonic plates have shifted and the continents are different. The setting is kind of a mix of old-timey and futuristic, but also mixed with magic so the lines between what is technology and what's just supernatural are already pretty blurred. So since it's already sort of a futuristic society I thought it would just be a neat addition to also have had aliens either have shown up or been discovered. I also figured that since the world is super used to inter-dimensional travelers they probably wouldn't be super freaked out to life from off-planet since they already know they aren't alone in the multi-verse? X'D but this stuff really doesn't have any baring on the main story. Like it might be something Mara tells Tristin as some point to blow her human mind. I just like to dig into little setting corners and make tunnels readers probably won't ever see X)

eli [a winged tale]

Ooh that sounds really neat! A big world to discover for the attentive readers

DanitheCarutor

Oh I got some stuff! 1. Part of this can be spoilers for future scenes, so I'm putting it behind a thing. SPOILER Apollo's origin. He was adopted and while at some point him and Julian discuss his parents briefly, it never really comes up in the main narrative. Apollo himself doesn't really care much since he was adopted as a baby and doesn't even know who they are outside of a picture that was given to him as a kid. Essentially they were an Irish couple who moved to the states, the father died at some point and the mother followed close behind during childbirth. There weren't any known relatives, at least ones that wanted to him, so Apollo went into the system and was lucky enough to be adopted almost immediately. END SPOILER 2. Julian's origin. This is kind of brought up briefly later on, but Julian doesn't really know where they're from so nothing much comes of it outside of remembering small bits of how their life was before being found. Although it is eluded to what the situation possibly could have been. 3. Julian's real age and date of birth. Since they didn't have any kind of ID the doctors had to guess their age, which isn't an important detail for the story so I don't see a point in adding it. 4. The details of what happened at Hopeful Hands. This place is discussed a lot, but the talk is more about the trauma that was inflicted and how to move on, rather than lingering on the details. Although enough of what happened is brought up to get a good picture of what kind of place it is/was. I figured laying it all out would be a little too much, and would take away from the main point of the story. 5. The lives of Apollo's friends. There are a couple side character who get fleshed out a bit later on, but since the story isn't about them I didn't see a need in showing more than what is necessary.

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

Hmm... there's certainly quite a few things that don't show up in the main narrative. Like Super Galaxy Knights Deluxe R is very much the Mizuki show, very few other characters get deep explorations into their backstories. But, like, that's what the short stories are for. As for things that never show up in the series at all... the only ones I can think of are the history of the world (because, like, it's pretty boring) and the specifics of how certain technology works. Like, I have a list of people & companies that various locations in the series were named after, and a list of the dynasties in the Giduli Kingdom. There's... not really any interesting stories there, it's just a dry list, so it's not something really worth caring about. And, like, saying "FTL travel in this world works by traveling to a parallel universe where everything is exactly the same except half as big" is kinda interesting I guess... but there's no reason for any character to mention it, and that specific detail really isn't relevant to the story besides "there is FTL travel in this world".

Feather J. Fern

Oh man, for Teasday, any detail about what the actual background of the story is. It's mostly character driven, if the characters don't care, or don't know, they don't talk about it. For Go Figure, I think no one is going to be told anything about the other battles in the past but they did happen.

sssfrs (JOE IS DEAD)

There are so many stories I have built into the backstories of various characters that probably won't come up in the main work but have thought about making other adjacent comics about. For example I could imagine doing a prequel type thing about Joe's life & exploits

Since he is a cool character but unfortunately dead for this entire story

AntiBunny

In AntiBunny, http://AntiBunny.net/ I can't think of any reason to bring up the fact that Runo is asexual. Juju is also bisexual, and that also never comes up.

Desnik

Right now it's the warlock's magic system. I got it all worked out and then it suddenly had nothing to do with my plot.

Erin Ptah (BICP | Leif & Thorn)

I think sexuality details are easier to work in than a lot of people expect. You don't need a character to stand up and announce Have I Mentioned That I Am Asexual Today -- it can be an offhand mention that not all your readers will even pick up on. (But the ones who are looking for it will notice.) https://leifandthorn.com/comic/family-deserts-4-33/

What I've teased but never been able to work into Leif & Thorn canon (yet?) are the details of the World's Largest Cheese Sculpture.

There's also a lot of country names and flags in the bank that haven't shown up yet...but I'm about to draw scenes from a big international song competition, so I'm probably gonna need even more than I already have.

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

TBH as an ace person, I don't really pick up on these things. It has to be more concrete for me. Kudos for those who do pick up on them and find them validating, though.

The cheese sculpture sounds epic.

Erin Ptah (BICP | Leif & Thorn)

Ahhh, that's what "reading the comments section to check out other people's theories" is for!

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

I do that, but I don't consider that canon until the actual comic convinces me

It's also not something we creators can rely on, especially those of us who don't get many comments...

I'm not saying this is bad. Offhand mentions are great, just not concrete proof for everybody (and nothing is for everybody, sooooo).

Erin Ptah (BICP | Leif & Thorn)

Yeah, as a reader I like a lot of comics that don't get many comments...but it's cool when they do and there are people coming up with things.

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

So I get it if a fellow creator finds it difficult to show that a character is ace -- like, maybe they're like me and they want Concrete Proof rather than an indication.

Erin Ptah (BICP | Leif & Thorn)

But the creator would already have concrete proof, right? Since it's their character. And the idea is that, even if it won't reach all readers, the indications are still better than nothing.

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

Yeah, like I said, they're not bad to have.

Erin Ptah (BICP | Leif & Thorn)

(for reference, the comic I linked above isn't the first offhand-mention related to that character, it's just the point when readers started putting it together)

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

I'm not trying to dissuade anyone from slipping in those indications. Just saying different strokes for different folks.

DanitheCarutor

Reminds me of a comic I read called 'WANDERING' (https://tapas.io/series/wandern), the main male character in it is ace, although this is never stated out right in the story. At some point readers were speculating about his sexuality due to some hints, although I was totally oblivious. Didn't have any idea where the discussion came from. I do agree that a reader is more likely to pick up on something if they're looking for it though, as someone who doesn't care too much about a character's sexuality and gender (when those subjects aren't important to the story) I don't pick up on then unless the author holds my hand a little. Although when it comes to one of my character's genders it's never stated in my comic either, someone just asks about pronouns and attire later on and that's it. Kind of ironic. Lol

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

I'm in a similar boat. Most of my characters' orientations are left ambiguous. I may need to drop an additional hint or two for some of them...

DanitheCarutor

Pfff right? I don't think my comic even had the word 'gay' in it until a few pages ago and I'm already into chapter 5. (to be fair, Apollo's sexuality is pretty obvious. The hits are really unsubtle.) I've thought about making my character's gender more easy to read for oblivious people like me, but that part of the comic is more about what makes them feel good in their own skin rather than putting a title to it. So people who miss my Twitter posts and author's comments can just speculate for themselves, I guess.

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

I can respect that. For me, a big part of the reason I'm wanting to put more hints is because I don't want people to accuse me of.... what people accused Legend of Korra about (I didn't watch it, but I did see some of those complaints)

Cronaj (Whispers of the Past)

Ah... The good ol' "why is she randomly bi?"

They didn't do a good job of showing it throughout the series up until that point at the end

But, big but, the creators mentioned that she was always intended to be bi, but they were afraid that Nickelodeon wouldn't let them represent a bi character on TV.(edited)

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

Again, coming from someone who hasn't watched it, I feel like the complaint should be "why is she suddenly in love" rather than "why is she suddenly bi" -- same issue with shoehorned in straight romance

Cronaj (Whispers of the Past)

That too

These characters were fighting over the same man at some point

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

big shrug indeed, it sounds like

DanitheCarutor

Oooh! I thought it was the "stop the show to announce my gender/sexuality" thing. I never saw the show either and didn't see many of the complaints since I don't hang out on social media very often. Lol @keii’ii (Heart of Keol) That's understandable! With how stuff like that is nowadays it's better to be safe and make sure readers know, rather than not make it known till the last possible minute. It does kind of suck if putting in bigger hints doesn't mesh with will your story though.

Gosh, about the Korra thing, they could have dropped some subtle pick up lines in while fighting over the dude. But not wanting your show to get pulled or not wanting to be denied stuff is understandable.

Tuyetnhi (OIYD!)

oh yeah, the LoK convos about Korra and Asami. I watched the show during that time and it's just rip

Nick said to the creators they will pull the show if there's an explict statement that Kora and Asami being BI

so they had to be lowkey as hell in the end, which at the time of 2013-2014? idk the year

it was a steping stone for american cartoons I guess rip

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

Yeah, and even though LoK aired back when things were a little different.... honestly I still feel that kinda pressure from EVERY angle, just a different flavor of it.

Tuyetnhi (OIYD!)

yea

DanitheCarutor

Well, last minute LGBT+ is better than none. Now there are a few shows like that, right? SU is super into it? (I don't watch this show either so I'm guessing based on fan discussion) and the MLP final dropped in some last minute stuff.

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

I have at least one character with cross orientation, and that's really awkward to show when I don't wanna put any... sex in the comic. (It's got lots of juvenile "tee hee butts" kinda stuff, but nothing steamy)

AntiBunny

Other tidbits I've thought of that I couldn't really address without just dropping a big exposition bomb are bits of lagosapien biology. They for instance have a shorter adolescence than humans, so they're shorter, but reach adulthood sooner. Their eyes are a bit wider than a human's, giving them a wider field of view, but less depth perception, and that they have higher muscular density, but being about half the size are on average human, are a little weaker than an adult human.

eli [a winged tale]

I know some webcomics have world lores and character notes at the end of each chapter

mathtans

Oh, things that don't show up? Randomly I'll toss in here that Expona is left handed. (Mostly consistently, I may have slipped up in the art once or twice.) Never something that makes sense for characters to talk about though, and not plot relevant, so... does that qualify? I dunno.

Joichi / Sarah

@Erin Ptah (BICP | Leif & Thorn) sorry I'm late but I like the way you point out about asexuality. I was thinking of how to show concrete proof one's ace. But most of the time, I can pick up 'emotional signs' if it has inner monologue about romance.

The hard part of it, is being one myself, and it's always 'been like this' but in comic, it has to be said somewhere

Erin Ptah (BICP | Leif & Thorn)

Ah, good to hear!

Erin Ptah (BICP | Leif & Thorn)

And yeah, that was my intention, encouraging people who feel stuck between "explicit announcement" or "nothing at all" to remember that you have in-between options. And if you take that approach, there's all kinds of creative/offbeat/fun things you can do with it.

(Applies to everything else, too, sexual orientation just happens to be the thing people were talking about when it came up.)

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dopcmine · 5 years ago

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⋆ 𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑫𝑼𝑪𝑰𝑵𝑮 — * ⋆ ╰ hey , did you happen to see DAMON NAM on campus today ? you know , the JEON JUNGKOOK look-alike in our seven am class ? yeah , that SENIOR . ah , well they had their SILVER NECKLACE on their desk this morning and left without it . i wanted to return it … but i have to get to class in five minutes . wait , don’t you see them around at THE APARTMENTS ? oh , great ! can you bring it to HIM then ? ugh , thank you so much. you’re the best ! now i know they get the rep of being EGOCENTRIC but you don’t have to worry . they’re always MAGNETIC . and who knows , maybe you two’ll hit it off ! i know that they’re a INTERNATIONAL BUSINESS major too . well , i have to jet before i miss my exam but i’ll catch you at the frat party later , right ? oh , you should bring DAMON ! it’s always fun having the PLAYBOY around .

𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔 :

fullname: damon nam

nicknames: none

age: twenty-three

d.o.b: april 15, 1996

zodiac: aries sun, leo moon, scorpio rising

gender: cismale

sexuality: bisexual

occupation: tattoo artist @ body electric tattoo and piercing

𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒂 :

twt & insta handle: p7ayboy

insta followers: 1.3m

twt followers: 1m

tik tok: 750k

𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄 :

cruisin’ around l.a with the windows down, drinking cold beers on a hot summer afternoon, old school music playing loudly from his apartment, late night kbbq dates with the gang, old childhood scars from fights and playing outside until late evening, silver jewelry around his neck and wrists, street racing, rolling blunts on the hood of his car, face smudge with oil and sweat working on his car, stumbling around the city on the lookout for his favorite food trucks, tattoos up to his neck and down his arms all the way to his back, a gold virgin mary necklace hanging from his rear view mirror, belting out to romantic spanish music drunk and slurring the words, always moving forward and never looking back, selfish tendencies, playing with people like a deck of cards, carrying a butterfly knife with him at all times

𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 :

born and raised in east los angeles, damon had to grow up a little faster than his peers. he comes from a working class family, his parents both public school teachers trying to get by like every other family. being one of the very little korean-american families in maravilla, damon used to get picked on and bullied to the point he refused to get out of bed in his early elementary days. but like any kid, he made friends with some of the neighborhood kids that went to the same school he did, and they stuck by his side. it gave damon the confidence to stand up for himself now that he had his little group to the point he repeated the bad words they taught him in spanish to the same little boys that would pick on him, not knowing what it meant but knowing it was something about their moms that caused one his many first fights to break out in the school yard. after that, damon and his little band of misfits became a little notorious for getting into scuffles with other students.

he stayed in maravilla up until high school, venturing north to a new house due to his dad being offered the position of principal at a junior high. damon went on to attend lincoln high school but it wasn’t hard to fit in, nor was it difficult to fall into step with a new group of friends ( some of which he knew from his earlier days when he used to sneak out of his house with his friend and venture off ). high school was a ride, even if damon had found a place where he belonged people still loved to talk shit and damon loved nothing more than confrontation. he got into fights behind grocery stores, there was fights in empty parking lots where groups of people showed up before everyone scattered the moment they heard cop sirens down the street. damon did get caught once for a misdemeanor the summer before sophomore year and his parents had to get him out which was a hell of a ride home, both his parents almost losing their voices taking turns yelling at him.

it was that moment that his parents made him attend mandatory after school classes, starting smack in the middle of summer. it’s safe to say he was very angry about it but found no outlet to get it out on when he was confined to the library. he started doodling instead of doing his homework while he was in there, soon off he started drawing more and he had talent. he could draw any picture you put in front of him just by looking at it, and soon he started to create his own. that very same summer, on one of the rare days his parents let him out to go to one his friend’s birthday party, he met their older brother, covered in tattoos from his legs to his arms. old english font and a portrait of a woman he later learned was his wife. he was entranced by the ink that decorated the man, asking him questions as the man grilled the carne asada, coughing every once in a while the smoke blew in his direction.

too keep it short, damon wanted to do that. he wanted to draw permanent drawings on people and he wanted his own. he drew more, filling more sketchbooks with his own ideas and interpretations of others. he started working odd jobs after school, trying to save up for his own tattoo gun and ink, even venturing off to tattoo shops to observe them before he got told to scram. at the age of sixteen he had his own set and it wasnt long before his friends lined up to get their first tattoos done by damon. just little small things that didn’t require damon to worry too much about safety and health. the first tattoo he made on himself was a lucky eight ball and a match, now faded on the sides of his fingers.

at seventeen his got his fake id not only for booze but to get a job at a parlor -- not tattooing -- but cleaning up after them, keeping the store tidy and clean. he had a car at the time, an old beat up chevy, and it took him thirty minutes to get to body electric. the owner new damon was underage but he let him work anyway. point is, he was taken under his wing and became an intern, an apprentice, and by the time damon hit eighteen and got his tattoo license, he was able to work a couple hours at first. from 18 to now, damon has been in the same place with a booming following on social media -- which is thanks to his good looks and talent.

he’s been wanting to drop out of ucla because of how in-demand he is now. he’s tattooed celebrities, from socialites to rappers to all sorts of people. he hooks up his old friends from where he grew up for free, and his close friends at school too. but overall, damon makes hella bank now. which is why he finds school pointless, however, the owner of the parlor he works out told him that if he didn’t finish his bachelors he’ll fire him. the owner definitely grew to treat damon as a son, and wants him to venture out and travel with his talent, but he wants him to be smart about it and learn the ropes of the business industry. it’s why damon stays despite not being too happy about it, but it’s his last year and he’s going to make it one shot of patron at a time.

𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔:

damon is trilingual -- english, korean, and spanish ( considering he grew up in a heavily latinx/chincax neighborhood as a child, the language latched on to him ).

he’s very appreciative of the chicanx culture because he grew up around it, and they took him in despite not being chicanx himself he was still treated as family by his close friends. ( and also because i’m biased to my own culture and east los is heavily mexican/latinx )

he almost joined a gang but it was around the time he was forced into after school study where he found his outlet through art.

he knows how to dance pero like cumbias and shit, he’s hella good at it.

damon makes it his goal to be good at everything, it doesn’t even matter what it is.

he has a bmw he fixed up and uses it for street racing -- races which he wins most of the times ( just ask dae lmao ).

he can drive under the influence of weed but i do not condone this behavior !! but he can do it, but he’s beent doing it, don’t try this at home guys, or alone.

damon was a little heartthrob in high school though, going out with the girls and hooking up with some guys.

he was honestly one of the popular kids growing up, he was in THAT group that people longed to be a part of because they were always out mobbing, drinking, throwing parties and being out. they had fun, but they were also notorious trouble-makers.

his tik tok thing started as a joke because damon looked like the eboys that began to trend and now he has dae help him film them just for the hell of it, because why not. he’s got nothing to lose, it’s a good laugh in the end.

is a gym rat, he’s out there doing weights and bulking up and boxing because sometimes he just wants to procrastinate his homework and that’s valid, plus he’s gotta stay in shape with all that heavy drinking and weed intake.

patron is his best friend -- after dae of course lmao.

damon’s actually never been in love??? like he’s had maybe three s/o’s but it was never that serious? except maybe for his first one? but he’s never experienced something where he feels genuine care for a person and love, it’s mostly just lust and like the need to experience what it’s like being with someone but it never rlly takes off

𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔:

gang shit: this one’s already taken up by whoever’s in the no homo chat but like, let me plot out dynamics with you all cause ion know how damon is gonna treat y’all characters if we don’t talk about it lmao

enemies: damon could always use some tbh, those are fun because damon grew up around people that have given him a hard time and he isn’t one to back down from a good altercation

an ex: listen, damon isn’t that great of a person he probably cheated on them only because he didn’t know they were exclusive and frankly, he doesn’t really even remember agreeing to be something but they were and even if damon knew, he still went ahead and did it.

highschool sweetheart, THE ex: listen this one is...particular and super specific. must be a girl/nb but latinx because i picture this being the person who really really taught damon more than he already knew, from dancing to romantic spanish music, etc. perhaps they weren’t in love but they did care about each other, damon even still has a gift i picture she gave him ( a gold virgin mary necklace ) hanging from his rear view mirror. this is like...when we can take up more chars ig? idk just thought i’d write it down

flings: hookups ig? except not people involved with dae cause he isn’t about to fuck no sloppy seconds lmao, if not he venturing out to usc away from ucla lmaooo

idk what else to add im so tired and this is so late and i just want to post it, so if y’all got anything else just hmu tbh

#bruins.intro #im late lol

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hecamity · 6 years ago

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petals ch. 2

ch. 1 | ao3 link

Katsuki did not know what it was about Midoriya Izuku that made him want to pay attention.

Being around people was never necessarily on the top of Bakugou Katsuki’s favorite things to do, so when he realized he had begun to enjoy Midoriya Izuku’s presence, it almost felt like he had been doused with a bucket of ice-cold water.

And by the second month of their tentative friendship, Katsuki learns.

Whenever Izuku’s in a bad mood, his shoulders are slumped and his eyes are missing that little twinkle, his full lips turned downward into a frown that looked out of place on someone like him.

Nervous Izuku though, bit his lip until it was a dark pink color, fumbled with his fingers, and tripped over his words clumsily.

But mostly he’s happy, Katsuki notices, and when he’s happy, his face lights up the room. He grins the biggest grins, causing the corners of his eyes to crinkle.

When he was bored in class, the green-haired man would doodle little drawings on the edges of his notebooks or his eyes would wander until they glazed over and he was lost in thought.

His freckles were pretty, Katsuki thought.

They suited his boyish features, the body marks like constellations splattered across the bridge of his nose and on his rosy cheeks.

He was also funny; funnier than Katsuki would have imagined and on more than one occasion, he would find himself fighting a smile at one of his stupid dad jokes that sounded like something Katsuki’s father would tell.

Katsuki kind of hated him for it.

He was also thoughtful and kind—on more than one occasion Izuku would share his snacks during class or bring him notes he missed on the few days he couldn’t bring himself to get out of bed early enough for class.

During quiet observations of his newfound friend, Katsuki noticed his eyes would sometimes glaze over, the ghost of smile pulling at his lips and during those moments, he found himself wanting to know what Izuku was thinking about.

Izuku was also a talker and Katsuki learns more about him.

He learns that he’s an only child who was raised by his mother and he grew up without a father figure in his life.

He didn’t have many friends growing up but in high school, he’d befriended a girl named Uraraka Ochako, who attends a university on the other side of Tokyo and he was still very close to her.

Izuku tells him that he’s allergic to bees—though he thinks they’re cute— and his favorite color is scarlet, and that he’s broken so many bones climbing trees while trying to save cats that he’s kind of best friends with all of the nurses in the emergency room of the nearby hospital.

He’s also a really big All-Might fan and even though he’s studying to be a veterinarian, he still dreams of being a superhero just like him.

He’s kind of an idiot nerd, Katsuki thinks to himself, watching Izuku hum happily around a bite of katsudon.

“Are you okay, Kacchan?” Izuku looks up from his bento and gives him a warm smile, though there was a hint of concern in his eyes. “Your curry’s going to get cold.”

Katsuki is startled from his thoughts and feels the tips of his ears burn at being caught staring and definitely not at the endearing nickname that Izuku had taken to calling him not too long ago.

Clearing his throat, Katsuki moves his gaze down to his spicy curry and lets out a small growl. “M’fine. Stupid nerd. Also don’t call me that again or I’ll kill you.”

Izuku gives a soft laugh, picking up his chopsticks once more. “I’m glad. Eat up, Kacchan.”

His laugh sends a flutter through Katsuki’s stomach and his heart stutters in his chest.

Katsuki learns.

First Week of July, Year 1

A shrill ringtone filled the still silence of Katsuki’s childhood bedroom, interrupting the peace of a quiet, summer morning.

Katsuki let out a long groan as he opened his bleary eyes, kicking away his damp bed sheets.

Reaching a long, toned arm towards his nightstand, he grabbed his cellphone and squinted at the screen in front of him.

He was met with a silly picture of Izuku, the green-eyed man sticking his tongue out playfully at him.

A few weeks into their tentative friendship, Izuku had stolen his phone and saved his number, insisting that a caller ID photo under his contact name officially made him a friend and he could do nothing about it.

Katsuki had pretended to be unimpressed and had ripped the phone away, re-naming his contact name as Shitty Nerd, much to Izuku’s displeasure.

Before the call went through to voicemail, Katsuki’s thumb swiped right, answering the call.

“The fact that you’re calling me during summer break before nine in the morning definitely means you’ve got a death wish.”

“Good morning, Kacchan,” Izuku called out brightly through the phone’s earpiece, his voice tinny. “What are you plans for the day?”

“I was planning to sleep until you called.”

“Perfect,” Izuku cried. “That means you’re not busy and that I can drag you out for a breakfast picnic.”

“No.”

“I’ll see you in an hour!”

Accepting the fact that he would not be able to sleep in any longer, he sat up in bed with another groan.

An hour and a half later, Katsuki found himself sitting across from Izuku on a red-checkered blanket, biting into the tuna onigiri that’d been handed to him completely disgruntled at Izuku’s All-Might opinions.

“How the fuck can you think the All-Might vs. Endeavor Arc is the best when Discovery of All for One exists?” Katsuki crowed, eyebrows furrowed as his expression set into one of incredulity.

“Kacchan,” Izuku began with a matter of fact tone of voice, his face growing serious the way it only did when it involved All-Might discussions. “While I agree that the Discovery of All for One is an incredible arc, All-Might vs. Endeavor not only gave us great insight into the rivalry and relationship between All-Might and Endeavor, but we got to learn more about Endeavor as a character and not just an antagonist.”

“Endeavor fuckin’ sucks.” Katsuki replied simply, reaching for his bottle of iced green tea, although he was fighting an amused smirk at the passion he had for the animated series.

It was endearing, Katsuki admitted to himself.

“He does,” Izuku agreed, giving him a small smile. “But the amount of back story that arc gives us definitely makes it the best.”

“You’re such a nerd,” Katsuki huffed, allowing the smirk he’d been fighting play at the corners of his lips. “Let’s see how much worse your opinions can get. Favorite villain?”

“Stain.”

“Tch. All for One. You keep on disappointing.”

Izuku gave him a tiny pout and threw a grape at him, the tiny fruit hitting Katsuki above his eyebrow.

Katsuki growls and doesn’t waste a moment as he menacingly lifts his half-eaten onigiri, a playful smile growing on his face as Izuku giggles his way through half-hearted pleas.

Katsuki settles for not wasting a delicious onigiri, but did not mind wasting a couple of grapes, much to Izuku’s relief.

As Katsuki walks back home later that afternoon, he feels a strange yet pleasant warmth settle in his chest.

It’d been a good morning.

Later that evening, as he’s settling into bed his phone chirps beside him.

When he unlocks the screen he’s met with a single line.

Thank you for the best day in a while, Kacchan. <3

Katsuki’s heart squeezes in his chest, before thrumming as fast as a hummingbird’s wings as he types out his reply.

Yeah it was pretty all right. Night Deku.

September, Year 1

“Wait,” Izuku interrupted Katsuki, his face aghast. He held a hand up in front of Katsuki and stared at him with wide eyes. “You’re saying I already missed your birthday?”

The two were currently sat in a quiet corner of the library they’d claimed as their own earlier in the school year, hurriedly typing up a lab report that was due in exactly two hours—or at least Katsuki was attempting to, Izuku already seeming to have grown bored of the work in front of him and proven to be a great distraction.

“Six months ago.” he clarified, with a roll of his eyes at Izuku’s annoyingly endearing dramatics. “It was before I even met you.”

“But we got to celebrate my birthday.” Izuku pointed out, his bottom lip jutting out slightly. “We should celebrate belatedly!”

“Only because you practically forced me to come to your house for your birthday dinner.” Katsuki deadpanned as he pushed the glasses he almost never wore up the bridge of his nose, not moving his eyes away from the screen in front of him as he continued typing his lab report.

Nearly two weeks after their picnic, Katsuki had found himself inside the Midoriya household’s home for the first time, at a small celebration of Izuku’s birth.

He’d been nervous; Katsuki was never too comfortable visiting others’ homes and meeting parents—but he’d admittedly enjoyed himself.

“You had fun,” Izuku argued, leaning forward on the table. He set aside his books and laptop, having given up on working completely. “I’d never seen you laugh so much. I also didn’t think you could be so polite.”

Of course I was, the blond thought to himself. It was humanly impossible to be rude to Midoriya Inko; she was kindhearted and welcoming—not too different from her son.

“Fuck you,” Katsuki huffed and gave him an indignant look. “I can be polite. Mothers love me.”

That was a lie—Kirishima’s mother was perhaps the only mother that tolerated him aside from his own.

Izuku only smiled at him, reaching over to pat his forearm. “Well, at least my mother does. She thinks you’re great.”

Katsuki felt heat course flood his cheeks and goose pimples rise on his flesh at the velvety touch of Izuku’s warm fingers against his skin and pursed his lips, glancing away in embarrassment. “Well, yeah, I’m damned awesome.”

“I can’t say that I disagree with you. You’re a good friend to have, Kacchan.” Izuku tells him kindly.

Although Katsuki feels a small pool of warmth at the soft look in Izuku’s gaze, he can’t help the lump that builds in his throat, a small tug in his chest at his words.

A good friend.

Later that evening, as Katsuki sits alone in the semi-darkness of his empty dorm room, he's interrupted by a quiet knock at his door.

Standing at the doorway, arms full of snacks, a laptop, and the unmistakeable shiny cover of the limited edition DVD of All-Might: The Discovery of All for One was a messy-haired Midoriya Izuku.

"Why don't we get that belated birthday celebration going, Kacchan?" A wide grin and twinkling emerald orbs, look up at Katsuki's surprised face.

His stomach swoops, his palms dampen, his cheeks flush, his heart sings—

Katsuki learns.

#bakudeku #katsudeku #fics: mine #this one was hard to write/lowkey a mess but !! im proud of the last part

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single-malt-scotch · 2 years ago

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hrmmm hrmm thinking about minecraft and roleplaying and d&d.

i mentioned it before i think in a post but i DO love roleplay actually, i love roleplaying overall- my lack of appeal w recent rp in things like hermitcraft more so comes from the fact theyre aimed at being family friendly/for kids (and that they dont really make "characters" to separate from themselves) buut also i kinda wonder how much any folk doing this stuff thinks of their role as a 'dm' of sorts. this isnt to say everyone needs to take such a organized role, but as the interest in minecraft SMP storytelling increases, i do wonder more if anyone would tackle this with more organization, bc I often feel like it lacks that and it's why I don't hold interest in it.

honestly i cannot deny that i would looove to be in charge of story telling in a setting like a minecraft server. if i had people to play with id get so into the idea of directing a general story. but thats the one thing i realize- many SMPs that i see that are popular dont have much direction in this regard, and theres many times where story pops up and fizzles out with no ending because... there was no goal in mind.

RPing is complicated while it is improv, in setting like D&D and other group settings, its likely someone is in charge of the overall direction. or its what would be recommended, because without proper planning for the long term, you lose the plot unless everyone involved is capable of winging it very very well.

personally id love to see someone tackle an SMP with the same intention as tackling a normal D&D campaign... not to say they need dice roles or NPCs planned out but, i think theres a big lack of management in some SMPs that reach for very ambitious ideas and that can often be their downfall/what causes stories to stay unfinished or forgotten.

not everyone needs to make an SMP like that, im just saying id enjoy seeing someone use minecraft as a D&D sandbox tbh. and i think of LOM because i think thats what Rob kinda went for before deciding minecraft wasnt the platform he wanted. he went on to DM multiple campaigns of D&D with his friends and they were all very well done-- if hed done it in minecraft too i wouldnt been all over it still! funny enough the only other thing that came to mind while writing this was Shadow of Israphel which felt very D&D-ish with the fact there were NPCs, but it was also heavily scripted- still, it hits a lot of the marks when it comes to storytelling in minecraft.

its hard to draw the line though, since RPing can get quite intense on a certain scale. i wouldnt want to see heavily scripted super serious plot all the time. but i do feel like one issue i have had is seeing improv RP from random players can really deviate the tone across the server and videos. Like, to see some people engaging in the Hermitcraft s8 plot while some are just... not at all? kinda awkward. it feels like im watching someone put on a crazy LARP constume while other people are just sitting in casual wear minding their own business. and i have to decide one of those doesnt exist - and i feel like the same is kinda happening with hermitcraft s9 too now with ren being king and all. its also why i completely ignore some players on the Life series bc i was immediately slapped with them putting on a roleplay-ish persona that just did not feel along side the people i watched. even some bits in the middle of videos i skipped past just to not see it lol.

so yeah idk what im saying here other than.... RP is cool, love it! would love to see more RP focused SMP where perhaps... 1) everyone was actually into it so it didnt feel awkward between different tones of playing 2) there was more organization, perhaps treated more like D&D dming, in order to not lose plot lines when they do happen. it would be great too, as it would help keep everyone tied together, having a proper dm figure would help so no one gets left out tbh. 3) i also just hate the family friendly vibes sorry thats what im missing most.

and admittedly i loved dming a 20-30 member RP when i did it on discord. kinda wanna run a rp focused smp now, whoops

#also dont intend to sound like im dissing on anyone's rping btw #i actually think grian is really great at his planning and i know he doesnt other similar things too #in the end my lack of interest on that regard is just the tone lol

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theoriginalspike · 6 years ago

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for the weird ask thingy how about 1-98? so yes all of them please!

I’m gonna put this under a read more so that it’s not insanely long but thank you for allowing me to overshare because that’s literally all i want in life

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

coffee mugs, if i see one that i like, i usually buy it or think about it for a really long time.

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

lollipops

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

cotton candy, i can’t stand the smell or taste of bubblegum

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

on most of my report cards i was a pleasure to have in class but has trouble actually turning in homework

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

either soda bottles or glass cups

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

i love the aesthetic of formal but i prefer boho/preppy

7. earbuds or headphones?

earbuds, headphones squish my head

8. movies or tv shows?

movies

9. favorite smell in the summer?

honeysuckle

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

being goalie for handball

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

peanut butter crunch clif bar

12. name of your favorite playlist?

summertime

13. lanyard or key ring?

keyring

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

watermelon jolly ranchers

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

fahrenheit 451

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

cross legged or leaning to the side with both feet tucked up next to me (only in a chair/on the couch though)

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

either birkenstocks or my bean boots

18. ideal weather?

slightly cloudy, breezy, and between 60 and 75 with a dew point under 55

19. sleeping position?

any position but on my back

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

i like a notebook, my fingers try to type too fast for my brain so i make a lot of mistakes and i need lines otherwise it slants all over the page

21. obsession from childhood?

i used to collect guitar picks. i have too many

22. role model?

my friend kelsey. she never let anyone’s opinions of her shape who she was. she did what she wanted and was such a free spirit.

23. strange habits?

left goes first. if it’s makeup, my left eyebrow, lashes, contour, blush, anything goes first. left shoe goes on first, left pant leg, left shirt/jacket sleeve. left first or it feels wrong.

24. favorite crystal?

i love amethyst because it’s purple.

25. first song you remember hearing?

probably american pie by don mclean.

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

swimming

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

honestly stargazing. getting all bundled up and lying in a bunch of blankets is great. there no humidity to make the stars hazy and on a really clear night it’s beautiful.

28. five songs to describe you?

perfect - anne marie, devil’s in the canyon - the strike, orpheus - sara bareilles, rainbow - kacey musgraves, vienna - billy joel

29. best way to bond with you?

talk to me about music, animals, what you find beautiful or peaceful.

30. places that you find sacred?

any mountain top, the chapel in the pines at camp, fields of wildflowers, any waterfall.

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

my black dress with big red roses and my black and white stripe heels with roses.

32. top five favorite vines?

oh shit the tampons one, the no yelling sock, the souls of the innocent, bagel boys, that was majestic

33. most used phrase in your phone?

i have wtf set to automatically replace with what the fuck and i probably use that daily

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

i always have the cropp metcalfe jingle stuck in my head

35. average time you fall asleep?

on a work night usually between 10:30 and 11:30 but weekends its closer to midnight

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

probably those creepy u mad? and sad face drawings.

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

i prefer a suitcase but not a huge one

38. lemonade or tea?

it has to be sweet tea if it’s iced

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

lemon cake. lemon meringue pie is never the right sweet/tart ratio

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

my senior yaer they locked the boys and girls bathrooms in the science wing because the boys were setting off axe bombs and the girls were smoking cigarettes

41. last person you texted?

my friend corinne

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

yes

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

yes

44. favorite scent for soap?

citrus. it just smells cleaner

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

i’m a sucker for fantasy

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

i have a couple of dresses that are stretchy but too short to be acceptable (imo) for public wear

47. favorite type of cheese?

i love mozarella

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

i’d be a peach

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

it’s chaos, be kind

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

probably just weird shit from camp

51. current stresses?

mmmmmm job hunting, packing for camp, cleaning

52. favorite font?

i can’t remember the font name but it’s like old typewriter letters

53. what is the current state of your hands?

i need to paint my nails and cut them

54. what did you learn from your first job?

that people are really fucking dumb and don’t read the fine print on their coupons

55. favorite fairy tale?

the princess and the pea

56. favorite tradition?

we always do a big pancake dinner on mardi gras

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

dealing with my hair’s natural curl pattern, and i’m gonna have to get back to you on the other two

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

i can braid hair really well, i can cook without a recipe, i made the highest swim level as a camper in 6 weeks my last year as a camper, i’m really good at cat’s cradle

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

“absolutely not”

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

i don’t watch anime so i have no idea

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

“war is war and hell is hell. and of the two, war is a lot worse”

62. seven characters you relate to?

radar o’reilly, arya stark, dumplin’, carol danvers, eleanor shellstrop, wayne and daryl from letterkenny.

63. five songs that would play in your club?

gas pedal - sage the gemini, gasolina - daddy yankee, despacito - luis fonsi, bitch better have my money - rihanna, and only nicki minaj’s verse from monster

64. favorite website from your childhood?

neopets or i think it was whitesheepblacksheep but there was a site that had a maze game that was set to the music Orpheus in the Underworld

65. any permanent scars?

my right foot from being born c-section, right shin from a staph infection, left wrist and left foot from ganglion cysts, and my chin from a golf club

66. favorite flower(s)?

all of them EXCEPT for the flowers from bradford pear trees. fuck those.

67. good luck charms?

not really

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

oh god there was a grape juice my friend brenda had me try and it was just so tart it tasted like it had gone past expiration.

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

i can tie and untie a hair tie with my fingers

70. left or right handed?

right handed

71. least favorite pattern?

i hate herringbone and houndstooth

72. worst subject?

the only math i breezed through was geometry

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

i really like potato chips and grape jelly

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

like a 6 or 7. unless it’s mouth pain then like a 3 at most.

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

probably 7 or 8? i can’t remember but i DO know that my mother kept all of mine and my siblings baby teeth

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

potato gratin is amazing

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

succulents

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

coffee from a gas station specifically sheetz

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

oh god my school photo. my license photo i look like i WILL kill the photographer

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

jewel tones

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

i use both interchangeably

82. pc or console?

i play internet games which is as far as i got with gaming. although i do really want a game cube so i can play monkeyball

83. writing or drawing?

writing

84. podcasts or talk radio?

podcasts

84. barbie or polly pocket?

i have 2 pollypockets still and i refuse to give them up

85. fairy tales or mythology?

mythology

86. cookies or cupcakes?

87. your greatest fear?

i really don’t like the dark lmao

88. your greatest wish?

mmmm i’m honestly not sure

89. who would you put before everyone else?

barack obama

90. luckiest mistake?

not checking the weekend of my brother getting married and lucking out that i bought concert tickets for the weekend before

91. boxes or bags?

bags

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

fairy lights

93. nicknames?

libby, libs, libster, “ms. teaguerson” is one i’ve gotten from a couple of kids i’ve subbed for, any version of elizabeth at this point.

94. favorite season?

fall

95. favorite app on your phone?

i just downloaded a crosswords app and it’s fantastic

96. desktop background?

the sky being absolutely BLACK during an afternoon storm right before a big event at camp

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

i think 8

98. favorite historical era?

i really love the clothes of the 40′s

#ask #about me #nonnienonnienonnie

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jesliey · 8 years ago

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The Many Ask Thingymabob

Second times the charm...

Tagged By: @caramiathegreat

Spoofy Soundcloud or Pandora? Im a spoofy kinda man

Messy or clean room? I think my room is comparatively clean

What colour are your eyes? Bluest blue to ever blue

Do you Like your name and why? Its alright. It always seemed a little lackluster to me

Relationship status? The running joke in my friend group is my 3 year dry spell. It isnt a very funny joke.

Describe your personality in 3 words or less? Distanced pragmatic dumbass

What colour is your hair? Golden and luscious

What kind of car do you drive? My moms PTA-mobile

Where do you shop? Bad Dragon

How would you describe your style? Dying, yet fashionable college student

Favourite social media account? We all know timboblr is utter trash, and i picked up natter a while ago and its honestly pretty fun

Bed size? Queenie my man

Any siblings? two older stepsisters and a wee lil half sister

Anywhere to live in the world and why? GERMANY OR POLAND. BECAUSE HERITAGE

Favourite snapchat filter? I really like the flower crown an butterfly ones but my phone is being dumb with snapchat and i cant get them

Favourite makeup brand? I mean i dont wear it, but im definitely not opposed! i dont know anything about brands and i am ashamed...

How many times a week do you shower? I go by how my hair feels. Usually its every other day, or every two days.

Favourite TV show? Currently? Gotta be that weeb and say Jojo...

Shoe Size? Depends on where i go, but like 12 - 13

How tall are you? Very

Sandals or sneakers? I like wearing socks and sandals feel weird on my feet

Do you go to the gym. I LIFT SO MANY THINGS WEEKLY SWOLE SESSIONS BRUH.

Describe your dream date? Existent... T-T

How much money do you have in your wallet? I dont carry cash!

What colour socks are you wearing? Black

How many pillows do you sleep with? Like 6. Ones a memory foam body pillow its soooo nice....

Do you have a job? Nah...its not for lack of trying though

How many friends do you have? Like...sooo many duuude...not really...

Whats the worst thing youve done? Cut someone who was bad for me out of my life. Bad for them, good for me.

Favourite candle scent? I mean i dont do candles but i love lavender

Favourite boy names?

Gabriel

Alistair

Jeremiah

Favourite girl names?

Elizabeth

Abigail

Lauren

Favourite actor? Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson

Favourite actress? Ashley Johnson

Celebrity crush? theres a lot...

Favourite movie? The Boondock Saints. Easy question.

Do you read a lot? Whats your favourite book? I dont read as much as i think i should, but i loved 1984. I wanna try David Foster Wallaces Infinite Jest and i have the first book in Baccano that i borrowed from a friend and havent touched yet :/

Money or brains? Ignorance is bliss and im filthy fuckin rich HOLLA

Do you have a nickname? Jesliey is an old one. People also call me J a lot. Very briefly in highschool someone called me J-Money whenever he saw me

How many times have you been to a hospital? Not very many. I went in a few years ago for a tonsil infection but that was it in recent history

Top 10 Favourite Songs? Ok this is in no particular order and also limiting to 10 is blashpemy

Subdivisions by NSP

Everybody Wants to Rule The World by NSP

Resist and Bite by Sabaton though if im honest most of Heroes belongs here this ones just my fav

Winged Hussars by Sabaton POLISH PRIIIIIIDE

Wrong Side of Heaven by Five Finger Death Punch

All of Pendulums Immersion album im not picking one

Come with Me Now by KONGOS

History Maker by Dean Fujioka

Setting Sail, Coming Home by Darren Korb

Sonata For Whitestone Castle by Aiden Chan

Do you take any daily medications? No, but i probably should have...

Whatis your skin type? on a good day, slightly dry. on a bad day, cracked bleeding sandpaper.

Whats your biggest fear? My man i used to battle almost daily with some quite hefty anxiety. I could stare down the Grim Reaper and say “I served my time you come and take me”. Wasps and needles are pretty bad though i guess

How many kids do you want? Id be lying if i said i didnt want a daughter at some point...but theres no way im passing on my genetics. im adopting if i ever want a kid.

Whats your go-to hairstyle? Either free flowing and glorious, or ponytail if i need it out of my face

What ype of house do you live in? Moms house is pretty decently sized i suppose

Who is your role model? I dont really have one...

What was the last compliment you received? I dont know I dont really get those often...this is getting kinda depressing....

What was the last text you sent? “Well i hope shes alright”

How old were you when you stopped believing in Santa? Like 10 or 12

What is your dream car? Oh god i want a 1985 Pontiac Trans Am so bad you have no idea...

Opinion on smoking? I dont get the appeal but everyone can make their own choices

Do you go to college? Yes and im dying

What is your dream job? Metalworking and blacksmithing has lowkey been a huge fascination of mine for like 2 years now. i would love to be able to do that for a living

Rural area or life in suburbia? I like the idea of both, but rural areas have space for metal workshops

Do you take shampoo/conditioner bottles from hotel rooms? Nah i bring my own

Do you have freckles? A few spread sporadically all over my body. no noticeable patches though

Do you smile for pictures? Yeah but most of the time it feels so forced

How many pictures do you have on your phone? Somewhere between 1 and 2 hundred. Im not adding them up among all the folders...

Have you ever peed in the woods? Bruh the forest has seen every bodily fluid ive got

Do you still watch cartoons? ANIME IS NOT A CARTOON DAD. also yes quite often.

Wendys or McDonalds nuggets? GIMME DEM CHICKIN MCNUGGiES

Favourite dipping sauce? Sweet chili thai!

What do you wear to bed? Pajama pants, a shirt, and socks usually. Occasionally whatever i wore during the day. Ive been known to ditch my pants and socks in my sleep.

Ever won a spelling bee? Never been in one, but i think i could have if i wanted to

What are your hobbies? I wont as long as i live under my mothers roof, but i would hella get into amateur blacksmithing!

Can you draw? yes. should i draw? no.

Do you play an instrument? I can play trumpet, but i would really like to pick up playing cello

What was the last concert you saw? If i remember correctly it was the Scorpions

Tea or coffee? Both. Simultaneously. I like to remain calm while containing the energy of a god.

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? Fuck you america! Tim Hortons!

Do you want to get married? I wont oppose if a future partner wants to, but if i love someone enough to want to spend the rest of my life with them, then it wont be necessary

What is your crushs first and last initial? Which one tho?

Are you going to change your last name when you get married? Im indifferent

What colour looks best on you? Blue and red are my standard colours

Do you miss anyone right now. If i think about this at all the answer is usually yes

Do you sleep with your door open or closed? I have the lovely habit of losing my pants in my sleep. for the sake of everyone else in this house, closed is best

Do you believe in ghosts? Call me a skeptic

What is your biggest pet peeve? Im pretty laid back about a lot of things. Only thing i can think of now is more of an anxiety thing but i cant stand people randomly touching my hair without me knowing

Last person you called? My mother

Favourite ice cream flavour? Butterscotch ripple

Regular or golden oreos? Golden

Chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? Rainbow

What shirt are you wearing? An old white one with some brand graphic on it

What is your phone background? Lockscreen is Goku from DBZ if he were done as a Jojo character, and home screen is a cr1t1kal quote

Are you outgoing or shy? Im not overly comfortable with just meeting new people and striking up conversations without some kind of help

Do you like it when people play with your hair? I mean i used to...theres a girl at my college who has absolutely no concept of personal boundaries who has at least partially ruined that for me now. Like i said earlier, i cant stand people touching my hair now without me acknowledging it

Do you like your neighbors? Ive lived her about 8 years and im still learning their names

Do you wash your face at night? In the morning? lmao

Have you ever been high? Hella my dude

Have you ever been drunk? Also hella my dude?

Last thing you ate? Coscto chicken penne and a salad.

Favourite lyrics right now? “Light up the night./ There is a city that this darkness can’t hide./ There are embers of a fire that’s gone out,/ but I can still feel the heat on my skin./ This mess we’re in, well you and I,/ maybe you and I,/ we can still make it right./ Maybe we can bring back the light!” Light Up the Night by The Protomen

Summer or Winter? Autumn fuck that noise

Day or night? Night

Dark milk or white chocolate? White!

Favourite month? October

What is your zodac sign? League of Legends Cancer

Who was the last person you cried in front of? I legitimately dont remember...probably @vocoterra

GOOD LORD THIS TOOK TOO LONG TO FINISH

If anyone wants to do this feel free and say i tagged you!

#long post #good lord i was as far as the crush initials one #and then chrome closed and i shed a single tear #now excuse me i need to shower

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