#idk how to draw cross and it makes me angry

[roadkill-creatures]

If your requests are open could you draw Dream x Cross!

[drunkenkissesatdusk]

MADE FOR LOVIN' YOU BABY

pairings — max verstappen x reader

warnings — nothing but fluff, pretty much just domestic love yk, kinda like the Jason Todd one i wrote

summary — Max wasn't actually a mean guy outside of the grid, he was actually a very loving guy that you had fallen for.

notes — writing f1 stuff will this thrive like my batfam stuff (also this is on my computer so it might be different) (and i’m also kinda writing on my phone?? idk) and it’s crazy short whoops

━━━━━━━ YOU WERE GLAD that Max was finally on his break. You could finally see him for a while, and he wasn't as busy with his media presence and all that. He was all yours until the season started back up again.

You could feel the stubble Max had yet to trim against your shoulder, and you tiredly turned to him, groaning before a smile landed across your face. Despite how early it was, Max's face was able to easily make up for that.

"Morning, Max." You scooted closer to him, kissing him softly. When you pulled away, you smiled happily at him. He smiled back, kissing you before you laid on his chest, feeling his heartbeat against your cheek.

You both stayed like that for another hour, before you got up and went to the kitchen while he delt with the few things he had to for the day. Eventually, he found you downstairs.

You had made a healthy enough breakfast, plating it up for the two of you to eat outside on your balcony. You two sat together on a small couch in a mess of tangled limbs. You remained there, even well after you both finished breakfast.

It was a comfortably quiet time, one the two of you had found yourselves accustomed to ever since he had begun his break from racing.

you had both found the time you spent together, tucked away in your home, had been spectacular thus far. you were now well adjusted to always having Max by you now.

“wish you could stay home like this forever.” you muttered tiredly into his chest, smiling when one of your cats hopped up to where they two of you laid together.

running your hand along the cats fur, you could feel Max looking at you. with a little effort, you finally met his eyes, which were filled with nothing but love and happiness.

“everyone on the grid is so wrong about you being a bad guy. you’re such a softie.” you teased, smiling and poking his side. he smiled wider, throwing his head back and laughing.

“you’re the only one who sees me this way, obviously everyone else thinks i’m a bad guy.” Max rolled his eyes.

“liar. not Charles. he’s probably more in love with you than me.” you joked, dropping your head back down onto his chest, listening to the steady beats of his heart.

it was calm all around. there weren’t any loud cars driving through, you could hear the birds around you two as the sky began to light up, the afternoon at a steady approach.

it just felt like morning. you two had on sweaters, blocking out the morning cold. eventually it would warm up a little more, but wouldn’t get unbearably warm like the summer would.

“i wish i could stay here forever, y’know. right here, on this couch, until we grow old and gray.” you began drawing patterns on his rising and falling chest. you felt it move with laughter, which made you laugh.

“go back inside and play Mario Kart?” Max grinned. you sat up, a determined look crossing your face as you nodded excitedly. you had bought the old Nintendo 64 console and multitude of fun games in Miami during the Miami Grand Prix. you and Max were obsessed.

round after round, insult after insult, it ended with the two of you laughing together in a mess of limbs on the floor.

all Max was made for was love, his insults never had any angry backing, his apologies were instantaneous after any argument, and his priorities in your relationship was very well set.

he did his best for you, and you returned the same bouts of love.

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[goldfades]

🍯 angry jack hughes (like after a rough game)

𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 (𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬) | jh⁸⁶

♡ ─ word count | 840

♡ ─ warnings | NSFW under the cut, read at your own discretion! rough jack, praise with a sprinkle of degradation, backshots and ummm nothing else i believe?

♡ ─ ev's notes | okay this was SOO hot but idk if i did this justice bc i wasn't in the mood to write rough smut BUT LMK YOUR THOUGHTS! also looking for a beta reader for my writing, pls lmk if ur interested!

Jack was pissed, and that was an understatement. The tension had started from the beginning, up until the final buzzer rang throughout the arena, Jack was angry. The referee was obviously trash and the players were assholes, they were aggressive and unrelenting, pushing the boundaries of a "fair game" to the breaking point. The hits were quick and hard, each one more bone-crushing than the other.

Jack felt the impact of every hit throughout his body, he knew that every hit was going to bruise. But it wasn't just the physicality of the game that got under his skin; it was the blatant disregard for the rules, the dirty plays and the cheap shots. The referee, if you could call him that, was blind to the chaos on the ice, turning a blind eye to blatant penalties and letting the game spiral out of control. Obvious slashes, cross-checks, and trips went uncalled, leaving Jack and his team alone.

But all of that didn't even matter now as he was balls-deep in you, letting out all his frustrations out on you. His hand gripped your throat as he pounded you into the mattress, the headboard slamming the wall with each relentless thrust. His head fell back as you clenched around him, his blue eyes blown out completely. Your legs hung off his shoulders as he fucked you harshly, not letting you move.

Every thrust was met with a loud moan drawing from your bruised lips, making Jack feel somehow even harder. "Fuck, baby. You feel so fucking good."

You couldn't even respond in any way, shape or form at this point, you were way too fucked out. Your whole body was hot to the touch, sweat dripping from your hairline and your cheeks a warm color. As soon as Jack walked into your home, he grabbed you and went straight to your bedroom - and you weren't complaining. Jack wasn't usually the rough type but when he was, it was absolutely mind-blowing.

Your mouth hung open as he fucked you dumb, you couldn't even think straight. Your head was spinning with desire and all you could think about was how you wanted this to last forever. Jack began to slow down and you let out a whine. "Turn around."

Jack's voice was hoarse as he spoke and even though you felt like if you were to get up, you'd fall, you still obliged. You turned around and put your face on the warm pillow, arching your back up. Jack held you by the hips and quickly slipped back in, causing another loud moan to escape your chapped lips. You were so sensitive and sore but you knew Jack wasn't in the mood to hear it so you just took his cock, like you were meant to.

"Fuck," Jack groaned as he bottomed you out. His hand found your hair and immediately pulled up, giving you a sloppy kiss before he began thrusting in and out of you. You whined into the kiss as he let go of your hair, focusing on absolutely wrecking you.

His pace was just as rough as before, except now you really had no choice but to let him. Your hands gripped the sheets beneath you as he pounded into you, trying to ground yourself somehow. "Such a slut for me, hm?"

You nodded mindlessly at his degrading words as he kept his thrusts harsh and deep. His hand found your head once again, pushing it into the pillow as he began to pound into you harder and quicker, his hips snapping against your ass. The quicker his thrusts were, the more overwhelmed you felt; you felt like you couldn't even control your own body but again, you weren't complaining.

"Jack, please." You whined out for nothing in particular as he kept fucking you into the mattress.

"Fuck, it's okay." Jack rasped out. "I got you, baby."

His sweet words in contrast with how rough he was fucking you, you felt like your legs were gonna give out any second. Jack felt himself draw closer and closer to an orgasm and he wasn't gonna stop now. His thrusts were becoming sloppy but rough as your cunt clenched around him, he couldn't help but groan. "So close."

You began to feel light-headed as he kept his pace rough, you knew that you were going to cum any second now. Jack pushed your head into the pillow as you cried out, becoming more desperate for some kind of release. "Cum for me, baby."

That was all you needed, you came around his cock as you sobbed out, your tears of pleasure drenching the pillow beneath you. Your pussy was sensitive as Jack kept pounding into you, chasing his own orgasm. "S-slow down,"

Jack ignored your pleads as he kept fucking into your cunt, your felt your body become limp in his hands. With every snap of his hips, you let out a whimper. A few more deep thrusts and Jack was cumming inside of you, slowly riding out his high.

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[diasslim]

PART ONE HERE

A/N: Maybe I will turn this on a series or just finish on part 3, idk, what you guys think?

Warning: Couple fights; slight swearing; mentions of abuse; angst

Family Problems - 2/?

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You couldn't sleep for the next few days. You didn't let Halie sleep on her own bedroom alone. You were afraid your father would came in angry ready to beat Marshall or the two of you.

Marshall made clear to you that if your father even thought of get in your house again he would make him regret all of his life choices.

You knew he would be there protecting the both of you. But when he leaves? Who is there to protect you and your girl.

But you also couldn't forget about your mother. Her and your dad's relationship is the reason your fear him too much. They loved you before you started dating Marshall, you three were almost a perfect family, but he used to beat your mother. How many nights you locked yourself in your bedroom wishing and praying for your mom to stop screaming, for your dad to be more lovely to her. It made your heart aches.

"I can't believe you're letting me here alone with your father because you slept with that shit boy!"

"Mom! It's not my fault that dad beats you!"

"But will be your fault when I die because of him. How can you do it to me?"

The fight you had with your mother still haunts you. You thought you were over it but no. Her tears, your tears, the look on her face never changed. The fear in her eyes never go away.

"Mommy..."

Your little angel walks to you, pinching your nose and letting out a smile just for you. She is your angel. The one that made you realize you needed more air to breath because you used to suffocated.

"What is it, sweetheart? Can mommy help you?"

She laughs and presses her lips to your forehead – you were sat by the floor.

"Mommy."

"Yes... Mommy, sweetheart."

You kissed her back on the forehead caressing her cheek and petting her hair before she could run excitedly to the front door that just had been open by Marshall.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

"Hey, cutie. Greeting daddy at the door? You are more lovely over me than your mom."

You chuckle as he takes her in his arms and sits next to you, tickling her belly before letting Halie go so she can go back to drawing on the messy pile of papers on the floor.

"What you've thinking about, babe?"

He kisses your cheek, your nose before kissing your lips in a long but soft kiss – there are kids on the room.

"Everything that happened on the last week."

He lets out a groan of annoyance.

"I've already said that I'ill be takin care of that, (Y/N)! Can't you understand?"

"It's not about me being scared of my father showing up. But about my mother. She was so... afraid."

He close his eyes before letting out a sigh and embracing you tightly, putting your head on his chest and kissing the top of your head.

"We can't do nothing about it, babe."

"We could bring her to stay here for some nights... Maybe persuade her on getting a divorce..."

"The same lady who almost fainted when you told her you were pregnant before marriage?"

"Well, people can change."

"In a year? I don't think so."

"Marshall, it's my mother! If she was-...! Forget it."

"No. Say it! If she was who!?"

You get up, getting out of his embrace and crossing your arms infront of him. He gets up also and makes a face of irritation.

"No one! Forget it!"

"You were about to say but then you got all bitchy like that! Tell me!"

"If she was your mother wouldn't you help her!?"

He scoffs. Not believing your words. But he also doesn't look surprised. He knew what you meant you first refused to keep talking.

"Marshall, you know I don't mean in this way. Please-!"

"No. Shut the fuck up! Just because daddy is getting protective all over again you have no say in my past, do you understand!?"

"No, I don't. He's not protecting no one! He is hurting my mother like he always did but now I'm not there to help her after!"

"If you truly wanted to still be there watching your mom getting beaten why did you open your legs for me then!?"

You let out a loud gasp. From all people you would expect this type of insult Marshall wasn't in the list.

"Don't tell me what I did wrong because I couldn't just open my legs and get pregnant by myself! If it was a mistake you also have some fault!"

"Now you're dropping it on my back!? Do you remember the skirt you were wearing?"

"And do you remember how many alchool you drank?"

The fight continues for some long minutes before you two start to hear a low cry on the other side of the living room. Halie was hid behind her doll, probably afraid of the screams.

You looked at Marshall and he looked back at you. You kneeled down and took her on your arms, caressing her back and telling her everything was OK. Marshall joined the both of you and hugged you two, his arms resting on your waist, kissing the top of Halie's head.

"I'm so sorry..."

"I'm sorry too."

You tell him, looking at his guilty eyes, sharing a kiss as the girl closes her eyes to sleeo on your arms, feeling safe on her parents warmth and love.

In that moment the only thought that stick to your mind was: "God, how I wish we could've just hugged eachother after every fight."

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[thescarletnargacuga]

What about a fanfic where both Caine and Pomni are jealous at the exact same time? Idk of who or what but it is an idea 🤣

A/N: oooooohoohoohoo! I like it!

GREEN IS NOT OUR COLOR

A Showtime oneshot!

WARNING: jealousy, hurt/comfort

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"He did WHAT!?" Pomni screeched at Ragatha as they walked the circus grounds. Ragatha cringed at how loud Pomni was, eyeing the nosey sun watching them overhead.

"Pomni, please, it's probably not that big of a deal-" Ragatha held her hand out in front of her, hoping to calm Pomni down.

"It IS a big deal!! Caine has only ever taken ME on solo adventures! WHY would he take GANGLE!? And NOT TELL ME!?!?" Pomni breathed hard through her teeth. Her eyes scrambled into squiggles.

"It's probably just-....uh, they could just be-"

"HE'S GOING BEHIND MY BACK IS WHAT HE'S DOING!! THAT TRAITOR!"

"Woah, woah, let's not jump to any conclusions. Jax says a lot of things, and sure, Caine's impulsive, but I don't think he'd ever intentionally hurt you."

"He NEVER intentionally hurts us, but HERE WE ARE!" Pomni threw her hands up and gestured to the digital world around them.

"We don't know if that's even his fault-"

"WHO ELSE WOULD IT BE, RAGATHA!? HE CAN DO WHATEVER HE WANTS!! HE'S MADE HIMSELF OUT TO BE GOD MORE THAN ONCE!! Well, let me tell you, he may think he's god, but he's just a no-good, two timing piece of-"

"POMNI! Stop! Are you listening to yourself? Let's take a few deep breaths." Ragatha breathed slow and deep, motioning for Pomni to do the same.

Pomni did so begrudgingly. She was still seething with rage, her fists clenched to her side. Tears burned in her eyes. As angry as she was, her heart was genuinely hurt. She really thought solo adventures were their thing. Him going on one with someone else without talking to her about it first felt like such a betrayal.

Ragatha could see the pain in her best friend's face. "Hey, it'll be okay."

"What if it's not..?" Pomni choked, on the verge of sobbing.

Ragatha didn't know how to answer. She just opened her arms as an invite for a hug. Pomni decided she needed it and leaned face first into Ragatha.

~

*Earlier that day*

There they were again. Pomni and Ragatha. It was like every time he turned his back, Pomni had to give all her attention to Ragatha. Why? Why her specifically? Pomni didn't spend anywhere near as much time with the other members of the circus. What was so special about Ragatha?

Caine tapped his fingers against her crossed arms. He floated with his knees close to his chest out of view of the others. There was something going on in his circus that he didn't know about and it was making his code feel prickly under his tux.

"They're up to something...I just know it." He has no proof. Even when he had Bubble follow them, all they ever did was talk...and laugh and smile and hug. He felt even pricklier. Pomni was getting affection from someone other than him! What if there was more? What if...

His teeth narrowed over his eyes as he made a snap decision. Today's private adventure would be with someone else. He could have fun without her too!

He teleported to Gangle's room. She was in the middle of drawing and threw her pencil when he startled her. "Hello, Gangle! Lovely day for adventure, isn't it!"

"uuuuh, what-?" Gangle covered her half finished drawing.

"That's right! Today's your lucky day! I have a very special adventure planned just for you!"

"Huh?? Why- how? Just me?" Gangle could not wrap her head around what was happening.

"Yep! Just you! But don't worry! I'll tag along with you to make sure things go smoothly, so you won't be alone! Doesn't that sound fun!" He was selling it as hard as he could but he had to admit to himself, this felt wrong. His still seething jealousy swallowed the guilt.

"I...I guess." She wasn't sure what else to say. She didn't really feel like she had a choice in the matter.

"Excellent! Let's go!" He grabbed her ribbon hand and snapped. A portal appeared to an unknown world. Just before they went through, the room door opened.

"Hey, ribbons, have you seen my-" Jax looked from Gangle to Caine, to them holding hands, to the portal.

"I wouldn't remember this if I were you." Caine said before zipping through the portal, dragging Gangle with him.

The portal vanished and Jax was left stunned in the doorway. What had he just witnessed? A grin slowly crept across his face. "So things aren't all right in paradise after all. How interesting." He shut the door.

~

Pomni insisted on being alone. She was at the carnival games section and throwing balls at bottle towers, pretending they were Caine's face. A ball smashed a tower dead center, scattering the bottles. She took a deep breath as the bottles reassembled themselves. The tears in her eyes were still threatening to escape, no matter how hard she fought them. "Stupid... I'm so stupid..."

A familiar snap made her blood run cold. She didn't have to look to know who was there. She picked up another ball, spun around and threw it as hard as she could.

"There you are-" CRACK! The fast ball knocked Caine straight in the teeth, sending him tumbling backwards through the air. The ball bounced away to places unknown as he righted himself. "Nice shot!" He rubbed his sore tooth. "You've got quite the throwing arm, my dear."

"Don't you my dear me!" Pomni snapped. "How could you!! I finally come to trust you and this is how you repay me!?" Angry tears streamed down her cheeks. "You back stabber!!" Her voice cracked with anger.

Caine's code felt like ice. She knew. All the jealousy, the malice he felt in his intent, boiled over. "You're the one that's been going behind MY back! Ragatha this! Ragatha that! It's always RAGATHA! She's the one you go to! She's the special person in your life! When I thought that was reserved for ME!" He threw his cane and it clattered to the ground.

Pomni got even angrier. "I'M ALLOWED TO HAVE FRIENDS OUTSIDE YOU, CAINE! What you did was a complete BETRAYAL!" She shouted.

"What you two are is more than friends! I'm not that clueless! And what I did today wasn't special! It was a half baked adventure that Gangle barely participated in! It was VERY boring! There's nothing between us! UNLIKE YOU AND RAGATHA!!" Caine exploded. All of his pent up emotions burst forth like a dam broke.

Pomni hiccupped as she tried to control her breathing. "We're just friends. Humans can be affectionate with just friends!" She said through clenched teeth. "But the adventures..." She spoke slower as her tears overwhelmed her. "Those were special...when it was just us...when I had you..."

Caine deflated. The anger and jealousy left him feeling hollow. Guilt and regret filled the void. He had always meant their private adventures to be special. "...what have I done?" He said quietly to himself. "Pomni, I-" He didn't know how to fix this. "I really thought....and I felt-"

"You thought I was cheating on you." Pomni said for him. "That's what we call it." She wiped her face and sniffled. "Caine, why didn't you just talk to me? Instead you- you-..."

"I am that clueless." Caine whispered as he slowly sank until his knees touched the ground.

Pomni gasped. "Caine?"

He hung his head low, arms slack to his sides. "I'm a fool."

Pomni wiped her face again and looked away. "Yeah, you are, but...so am I. I should have seen something like this coming. You literally don't know better. I should have talked to you more about how humans act with people close to them. Aside from you, Ragatha is the one I'm closest to. I trust her. So she has privileges that others don't. Privileges, that up until now, I had really only been showing you... That's my fault."

Caine didn't look up. He wanted to throw himself into the void and never return. "It doesn't excuse my actions. I took something that was special to both of us and...and violated it. It's unforgivable."

"It hurt. A lot. But it's not unforgivable, given the circumstances. We have a strange relationship, Caine. No one can argue that. There are bound to be problems, but If we're willing to communicate... We can work through them."

Caine looked up, his eyes moist. "I'm so sorry."

"I'm sorry too."

They both went silent looking at each other. What now? How do they move on from this?

"WILL YOU TWO IDIOTS JUST KISS AND MAKE UP ALREADY!? YOUR SOB STORIES ARE MAKING ME SICK!" The condescendingly cheerful tone of the sun boomed from above.

Pomni and Caine looked up and then back to each other. Caine floated off the ground and summoned his cane. "Why don't we talk somewhere more private? ...if you'll have me?" He held out his hand to her.

Pomni didn't take her eyes off his as she gave him her hand. "I'll always have you, if you'll have me."

Caine smiled. "There is no one else I could ever want the way I want you." He snapped and a portal appeared. He gently pulled her through.

[ihave-atummyache]

Idk if u write poly fics but if u do,

2min × reader fluff pls 😔

i dont really write or read poly stuff bc im literally the most jealous person i know (see why i write jealous skz sm) and the thought of sharing anyone with somebody else makes me… angry

BUT I TRY JUST FOR U ANNONY

especially bc the thought of 2min is just so yes that i cant breathe sometimes!

idk the word count on this but its just a cute lil fluffy blurb(?)

coffee stains

You let out a deep sigh as you walk toward your bedroom. Neither of your boyfriends are supposed to be home, both are busy with their schedules, and you want nothing more than to be held and babied after the day you just had.

You know those days that just feel like it’s one thing after another after another? Today was like that for you. It started when you spilled your coffee on your white blouse before you even left the house. Then you had to rush and change, which caused you to miss your bus, which made you late for work. Everything else just went downhill from there.

You push the door to your bedroom open and you can’t stop the small smile that creeps onto your face when you lay your eyes on Seungmin in your bed.

“Baby? What are you doing here?” You speak up and he looks up from his phone when he notices you in the doorway.

“Didn’t want to see me? I’m hurt,” he teases and sits up when you walk around the bed and approach him.

“I always want to see you, Minnie. I just thought you had late schedules,” you speak out, your voice is obviously drained and he quickly picks up on it.

Seungmin’s arms wrap around you, pulling you down on top of him in the bed. You let out a squeak and a little chuckle. He is the type that hates when people have on outside clothes in the bed so the fact he doesn’t care right now really proves how well he knows you and knows exactly what you need.

“Mm. The weather turned bad so we had to reschedule,” he mumbles into the top of your head before placing a kiss in your hair. You let out a sigh and wrap your arms around his torso tighter.

You look over and on your side table, seeing your blouse from this morning. It’s folded up neatly and there’s no signs of coffee on it at all. You gasp and sit up quickly, grabbing the top and facing your boyfriend.

“You didn’t,” Your mouth falls agape and a shy smile covers Seungmin’s face, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on your hips.

“I did. I saw it on the floor when I came home and figured you spilled on yourself before you went to work,” he replies and your smile on your face quickly fades, replaced by a quivering lip. Seungmin’s smile drops and he sits up, abruptly, your legs still on either side of his thighs.

“Baby?” The soft tone in his voice is enough to make the tears fall down your face and you drop your head into your hands, soft sobs leaving your mouth.

“Making her cry, again?” You hear Minho’s voice from the ensuite bathroom and turn to look at him. He’s towel drying his damp hair and has a pair of sweatpants with a tank top.

“I didn’t do anything! And don’t say again. If anyone makes her cry, it’s you,” Seungmin sticks his tongue out at Minho and you can’t stop the soft, pitiful chuckle that leaves your mouth, although the tears are still streaming.

Minho crosses the room and settles on the bed next to Seungmin. He rests his hand on your thigh, drawing shapes into the skin.

“What’s wrong, sweet girl?” He speaks up and you shake your head, wiping at your face. The more you wipe the tears, the more that fall from your eyes and its just hopeless.

“I just had such a bad day today,” your voice cracks as another sob racks through your chest and creeps out of your mouth. You lean over, wrapping your arms around Minho’s neck and burying your face in his shoulder.

He scoots closer to you since you’re still sitting on Seungmin’s lap, to try to make the angle more comfortable but you couldn’t care less. You already felt better by being able to get some tears out and being in the presence of your two amazing boyfriends.

You scoot off of Seungmin’s lap and squeeze your body between the two boys. You turn your back on Seungmin, grabbing his hand to wrap around your torso before wrapping your own arms around Minho’s waist.

“I just want to lay here for the rest of the night,” you mumble into Minho’s shirt. Minho places a hand in your hair, gently stroking it and Seungmin’s hand is rubbing your stomach gently before you feel Seungmin’s presence leave from behind you.

“Where are you going?” you peak up from Minho’s shirt and Seungmin’s back is to you, digging through your drawers. He pulls out one of his old t-shirts (that you stole) and a pair of your sleep shorts before making his way back over to you.

“If we’re going to lay here for the rest of the night, might as well get comfortable,” he offers you a soft smile and you unwrap yourself from Minho to sit up.

Before you can stand, Minho’s hands are under your sweater and pulling it over your head. He unclasps your bra and reaches his hand out to Seungmin. The younger hands him the t-shirt and Minho turns his attention back to you.

“Arms up,” he commands with a soft smile and you obey, lifting your arms in the air. Minho pulls the shirt over your head and down your torso before he’s unbuttoning your skirt as well.

“Lift your hips for me, baby,” his tone is so soft that you feel like you could start crying again. You lay back on the bed and lift your hips. He pulls your skirt down and your underwear before Seungmin is at your ankles and pulling the shorts up your legs. Once they’re settled on your hips, Seungmin scoots back down your body and places a gentle kiss to the inside of either one of your knees.

His hands pull your socks off of your feet and he places a kiss on the inside of either of your ankles as well before he stand again and heads to the bathroom. You hear him dig through a drawer before he’s back at your side and has a makeup wipe in his hand.

“May I?” His tone is just as soft as Minho’s. Instead of replying, you close your eyes and let your head loll towards him. He gently starts to wipe away your makeup from the day.

Your hand absentmindedly makes its way into Minho’s lap, resting against his inner thigh. His fingers trace gentle patterns up and down your arm, giving you chills but also relaxing you at the same time.

“You’re so beautiful and talented. We’re so proud of you and you’re doing so well,” Seungmin’s voice speaks up and your eyes slowly open. He leans down, his thumb stroking your cheek gently, and presses a kiss to the tip of your nose.

You sniffle and let out a sigh.

“Do you think i’m pretty even when I’m all puffy from crying?” You ask and he immediately nods.

“Beautiful. I don’t think you can ever not be beautiful,” He confesses and you feel a blush creep up your neck.

“I agree. And you are doing so well, baby,” Minho’s voice sounds and you turn your head to face him.

“But I haven’t done anything,” your voice is quiet and a smile creeps onto Minho’s face.

“Even if you just breathed today, you’re doing well,” he smiles and you can’t help the soft laugh that leaves your mouth.

“Quoting yourself now?” you tease and Seungmin sits on the bed beside you, flipping the T.V on.

“He thinks he’s being philosophical,” Seungmin whispers to you, clearly loud enough for Minho to hear.

“You’re just jealous that I’m smarter than you,” Minho defends and Seungmin laughs.

“Yeah. Older and wiser. Much older,” he teases Minho. He reaches over and tussles Seungmin’s hair, obviously annoying him.

“Hey!” Seungmin complains but before they can continue their banter anymore, you catch them off guard. You let out a loud laugh. The first genuine laugh since you’ve been home.

“You two can turn around even the worst days,” you smile up at them and you notice the blush creeping up both of their ears, “Now put on a corny movie and lay with me,” you conclude and they both nod.

Minho scoots down and lets you lay your head on his chest while Seungmin picks some random movie. He also scoots down the bed and wraps an arm around you, spooning you. His fingers play with the hem of Minho’s shirt and Minho’s other hand is drawing shapes into Seungmin’s arm.

“I love you,” you breathe out, breaking the comfortable silence after a few minutes.

“I love you more,” they both reply in unison and you chuckle to yourself before letting your eyes fall closed, relaxing completely in your boyfriends’ arms.

[macawritesupdates]

Lessons in accidental seduction is such a good fic it made me want to write a little mini fic

...

Not having hot water for a morning shower wasn't actually a huge deal for Yuuji, he ran hot anyway and the cool water was a good way to really wake himself up in the morning. Still There was a small piece of him that wanted to have the option at least and a bigger piece that just wanted to out stubborn his husband.

Yuuji wasn't actually going to do anything about it. The thought was just there resting in the back of his mind until one day when he was out shopping he saw a sale on water heaters. His house already had one but if he tried maybe he could install another. Maybe then there'd be some extra hot water left for him.

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Sukuna woke up slowly stretching himself out across the bed, shoving the brat off the edge as he did and savoring his yelp. He considered rolling over into the warm spot the brat had left behind and going back to sleep but the day wouldn't wait and the neighborhood needed to be reminded of the king who ruled over it. So he pulled himself up and started his long morning routine. He'd learned to time his showers so that he always ended just as the last of the hot water ran out. Only letting a few drops of cold water hit his skin to confirm there was nothing else left for his brat of a husband. Sukuna finished his usual routine and waited for the water to turn cold. And waited. And waited. “What the fuck is going on here!”

…

Yuuji finished up breakfast and waited for Sukuna to come down to join him. And waited. And waited. And then his patience dried up along with the eggs which he really should have taken out of the pan. Curiosity got the better of him and he went up to see what was taking his husband so long. He entered the bathroom to find Sukuna sitting criss cross on the floor with the water on full blast glaring stubbornly at him.

“Sukuna you ok?” Yujji asked, feeling a bit concerned.

“fucking peachy brat just enjoying all the hot water like the king that I am!”

“OK as long as you're having fun” Said Yuuji as he watched Sukuna clearly not having fun.

“Oh I am brat I am enjoying all this hot water and you won't get any of it” Said Sukuna clearly not enjoying himself.

It was then that Yuuji remembered the extra water heater he had installed. He wondered how much extra hot water you could get with two of them. Eh probably not too much it'd be fine.

…

And then Sukuna stayed in the shower for hours entirely out of spite until Yuuji finally decided to tempt him out by teasing him with threats of going out to a fancy restaurant with Gojo’s credit card without him. And from then on there was always enough hot water for Yuuji… until Sukuna found the secondary water heater. But that's a story for another day!

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Idk I just wanted to create something to show my appreciation for your fic but I can't draw at all so I couldn't make fan art 😅. Mini fic of your fic for you instead haha.

AHHHHHHW!? <3 < 3 <3 I think I read this a dozen times with a HUGE smile on my face! It is so well done and feels like something that could happen in this fic so easily haha!

Thank you so much!!! I always get so giddy and happy when people make creative things inspired by my fics ; w ; I just love the idea of Yuuji being so confused why Sukuna is still in the shower being an angry gremlin then like "Oh yeah..."

I love this <3 thank you a thousand more times!

[ellieswifie]

can you do one where reader has a bad day and is trying to detangle her hair but is just being super rough and carless and matt notices and brushes her hair for her?

like a matt x reader fluffy type thing! (idk if this makes sense im sorry!!)

warnings: just fluff :)

authors note: this request is everything. i think we all need someone to just comfort us in the right ways. especially on our bad days. this goes out to all my single girlies

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YOU’VE JUST BEEN OUT OF IT ALL DAY. you’re been filming since eight in the morning with your boyfriends and his brothers for their weekly wednesday video.

usually you enjoy filming with your them, but you couldn’t really pinpoint what had been bothering you. maybe it was the fact that your boyfriend hadn’t been paying so much attention to you, or that your hair looked horrible.

you hated drawing attention to yourself and being the center of the problem, but you just felt so frustrated and angry you wanted someone to notice.

matt was seated on his bed scrolling through something on his phone while you sat by his gaming set up, brushing your hair. you both have said little to nothing to each other while you sit on opposite sides of the room, doing your own thing.

it simply just frustrated you more that matt wasn’t noticing how bothered you were. i mean yes he’s had a long day filming and he needs some time to himself, but you just needed him.

you gripped the hair brush tighter, still brushing through your tangled knots. your eyes brows were drawn together while you felt your head ache. you were brushing your hair so carelessly you hadn’t realized that you were tugging at your hair.

your boyfriend matt had also noticed, glancing up at his phone. you heard him call out your name a few times, but ignored, dropping the brush frustrated and angry.

"hey…" you heard the bed creaking from behind you, then feel matt’s big arms wrap around your upper shoulders. he planted a quick kiss on your forehead, reassuring you, as you stared ahead, eyes growing watery.

"hey, what’s wrong?" he asked, lowering his head on top of yours. you simply groaned, crossing your arms. "i don’t know. everything is just making me so frustrated and angry. i can’t even brush my stupid tangled hair." you continued to rant, ignoring the rage growing in your chest.

matt unwrapped his hands from your shoulders to reach for the brush beside you. he ran his fingers through your hair softly, before going in with the brush.

"let me help you…" he whispered, gently brushing your knots away. "what’s going on in your pretty little head, hm?"

your checks quickly rush red. one thing you love about matt is that even at your absolute worst, he makes you feel like the most important person in the world. like everyone and everything revolves around you.

you let your self relax as matt runs the hair push through your hair. "work, film, it’s just the most stressful week and i just want to relax."

matt nods from behind you, placing the brush on the desk your seated on, replacing the brush with his fingers. massaging your head.

your eyes flutter shut, just wanting to feel any sign of relaxation and relief. "i’m sorry we hadn’t spent much time together." matt mutters, releasing his hands from your hair and placing them on your shoulders. he doesn’t move them, he just rest them there, leaning his chin on your head.

you lift your head slightly, making eye contact with your boyfriend. he’s smiling slightly before he places a soft kiss on your forehead. "hungry?" he asks.

you don’t really feel hungry. you just want to lay in his bed and cuddle. driving around for hours just looking for food doesn’t seem right in your head.

"i can get nick to door dash ice cream? no, how about frozen yogurt?"

you just turned the gaming chair, leaning up to give your matt a quick kiss. "frozen yogurt." you smile, standing in front of him.

"okay-" matt whispers, more to himself. "you stay here- don’t move, i’ll be right back.” he stutters, rushing out the room quickly.

your head shakes moving towards his bed, pulling the covers over yourself, and scrolling through movies on your phone. when matt comes back, he cuddles up beside you.

you two lay together enjoying each other’s presence before nick strolls in with your frozen yogurt.

[fateswind0wseat]

UNDERVERSE RAMBLES!!!

I was going to draw today but instead i just rewatched Underverse and oh my gosh the way Nightmare treats Cross vs Xchara is so funny to me but like in messed up way.

Cross ignores what he says and Nightmare goes berserk. Nightmare literally acts like he can't stand him (Also he literally pushed him into a mirror before this please send my boy justice) He literally switches up on how he treats Cross so fast. He is calm one moment then violent the next and then calm again. He accuses Cross of trying to use, fool, and manipulate him because he ignored his orders. He seems to expect the worse of Cross whether it be in Nightmare's favor (When he said that Cross was just a creation of despair and should join him) or not. (When he claims he is trying to fool him)

Xchara literally insults him and Nightmare doesn't even mention it. Yeah, he strangles him but for Nightmare it was surprising to me that he didn't do more. Maybe my bar is too low for this man but like damn I was expecting him to go down harder on him and yell and attack him harder like how he treats Cross. He's so calm with Xchara too. It's probably because he listens to him more though, and gave him more negativity. He's still shitty to both of them but unequally.

Also, Xchara orders him around he doesn't get angry about it. He just tells him he is his property which surprised me so much when I watched this. (Nightmare what???? the hell??) But like He didn't get angry.

Maybe I'm just going insane but the idea of Nightmare just bulling Cross for literally nothing and then only punishing Xchara for the extreme is so crazy to me. It's probably just because he knows that Cross is in a worse place mentally and he wants more negativity from him but I like to think that Nightmare has just adopted made Xchara his favorite of the two and is biased toward him because he tortures people for him and is more powerful with overwrite. So this whole scene is like disciplining your child, but like, worse and way more violent. It makes me think what if Cross was just dead forever and they took in Xchara instead when the AU Xchara made glitched out and disappeared.

Idk my brain is honestly just trying to push found family on a bunch of unforgivable psychos. (Please send Cross justice + Xchara) Nightmare would probably be the worst father figure ever in canon lol. At least it seems like he'd treat Xchara better than Killer. Ho Boy my man just gets treated like dog!!

Holy shat I wrote a whole essay

(All Art belongs to Jael Peñaloza!) :D

[bluenightcomedies]

uuuugh i keep procrastinating cuz i wanna make new refs n' arts n' all for us all but art slow so fuggit placeholder pinned abt the system better pinned with comm details, other accs, etc later :3 will reopen for commissions once arty verifies me! as a whole we're legally deaf and disabled! we can all draw but have diff styles/preferences :3 body is 30 (eugh i don't like admitting that) so am adult BUT we don't wanna be involved in nsfw art so pls respect that⭐ We can't get a formal diagnosis due to various real life issues, so we're not going to claim any particular diagnosis, but we can't exactly ignore the symptoms and stay masked forever. We're going to stay out of syscourse as much as possible, of course. 🌙 each alter has an assigned emoji so ppl can tell us apart easier if needed, use em as our tags too (when we remember) note- using they/them for any of us fine too!⭐

(doesn't include alters that rarely or never front) ⭐star emoji = Blue! she/her pls~ guess i'm the honorary host cuz i front most. uhhh... nothing rly too fancy i can say abt myself, i'm p affectionate and love y2k art and hanging out, i try to be as nice as i can >w< my art's usually sketchbooky, with thin lines and soft colors/shading!

💠this blue gem/flower emoji is Azure! she/her, she's kinda new to the system. looks n' acts a lot like me but uh... more childish i guess? very silly, very 'cringe culture is dead'. loves to rp, say silly things, n' cling to people. hyperfixates on Dot Hack (RIP) her art looks like mspaint x3 🌙 (Writing for myself since I'm available.) The name's Lune, hence moon emoji, and I use she/her pronouns as well. Formerly "Starry" but people kept confusing me with Blue due to her star symbolism. Used to be the designated mask, I'm glad I don't have to do that anymore... Sometimes I re-mask out of habit so if something sounds like me but wasn't marked as an alter, it probably is me. I have a flat tone and chronic paranoid anxiety so uh... Let me know if I come across as rude, I usually don't mean to. I enjoy doing research and organizing information, so I'm often the one to fact-check things or find guides and how-to's for the system. My art's very bold and colorful, and friends describe it as 'angular'. Clashes with my personality, huh? 🗝️key emoji = Sylverwynd! he uses he/him! he's super laid back and chill, i've never seen him upset or anything, but he's rly long-winded talks... kinda poet-y? he loves reading and talking abt lore and myths so he'll pop in if ur talking abt something he likes or if he has trivia 2 share! fave genres r horror n' fantasy he's still experimenting w/ style but likes drawing rly soft

❌cross emoji= Laceburner! it/its or they/them pronouns! tbh i'm not used to it/its pronouns but Lace wanted em; it's very uh... emotionally empty i guess? aroace, agender, can't socialize or empathize v well. it usually fronts when the rest of us are tired or in pain cuz it just ignores all that. likes 2000's scenemo aesthetics though which is surprising but ye idk how to describe its style, but it's trying to mimic emo art n' likes bright colored lines with dark bg/colors 🗡️the dagger is Kal! he/him pronouns, he gets angry and stressed abt things really easy but he gets too hostile abt it so he tries to not front too much; need to find him a way to de-stress n' chill out... when he's not mad at smth he's a good sympathetic listener imo, still swears and talks all rough tho hasn't drawn much yet but does rly harsh lines and fast/messy sketches when he does (and gets riled up by mistakes =w=;)

❤️heart is Weiss! genderfluid, goes by any pronouns, usually uses whatever they like at the time x3 has a hard time fronting but tries to. flirty, loves dumb jokes, overly confident... (we worry they'd get us in trouble sometimes cuz the shit they want to say) loves demon and monster-related stuff! still experimental style but uses bold colors and thick rough lines a lot, may get suggestive (forbidden from outright nsfw, don't ask >:c) btw ur always welcome to direct asks @ someone specific >w< we just might take a while to respond

[forecast0ctopus]

how do you use references when you draw fanart or figure out how to draw irl characters?? it's just that i've been looking through your art and i feel like you ability to capture a character's idk essence, in vibes + appearence, are just unmatched! they're all so dynamic and like them i just <33

aaa thanks so much!! im glad to hear that since i honestly dont watch a ton of live action? i generally have done a lot more fanart for animated things so thats nice to hear haha anyways though!! i have far too many words that may or may not make sense to say so i'll put how i use references and figure out live action characters below

the main rule i like to keep in my head is that i am drawing the character, not the actor, if that makes sense?

this is all taking arthur as an example, to show what kinds of things i look for!! if i were talking about merlin any other live action character like. bobby briggs or something all the details would be super different haha a way i like to familiarize myself with a live action character at first is tracing which i must preface by saying TRACING ISNT BAD!! its a tool and it just needs to be used correctly. tracing is a great way to figure out a method to drawing things, so its really valuable in studying. im not gonna address using tracing in finished artwork rn bc thats where it gets a little dicey and i would talk about it too much.

i dont really need to do this for arthur anymore but it was a fun exercise lmao

sorry the images are so crunchy i always forget i work on small canvases, anyways in capturing a likeness i like to emphasize and exaggerate a little which features make the character most recognizable to me.

he's got a sharp nose which is bumped at the bridge and a little bit upturned at the bottom. when he's smiling his eyes crinkle a lot and his cheek muscle becomes more pronounced and connects into the corner of his mouth

very square jaw. his brows are thicker near the center and don't have much of an arch. his cheeks are hollowed with neutral expression and the muscles on the sides of his mouth (depressor anguli oris, if i remember correctly lol) are obvious when the corners of his mouth are downturned

the corners of his mouth fold in a lot when he bares his teeth if hes angry or agitated, its a different type of fold when hes relaxed or smiling

his masseter is rather pronounced when he's talking or agitated, and i usually connect the line of it to the line that goes down from the inner corner of his eye. i forget what the word for it is rn but its different from eyebags (though i do like to draw eyebags)

but none of these details work if whatever hes doing in the drawing isnt in character, yknow? like he could look like arthur but he wouldnt really feel like arthur if hes not acting like arthur. idk it s hard for me to put to words im sure u get what i mean enough

body shape and language are also super important to think about, these are some things i keep in mind with arthur - hes shredded but not like marvel movie dehydrated shredded (good for him) - hes very broad and his shoulders slope down because of his trapezius muscles - he takes up a lot of space! he hardly ever curls up or sits with his feet up in his chair. even when hes sleeping hes pretty sprawled out - his "closed off" body language is crossing his arms or raising his left hand to twist his index finger ring with his thumb (worried/thinking gesture) - he moves with a lot of purpose usually and isnt often clumsy (unlike merlin lmao) - he moves his shoulders a lot when he walks (see top left image)

honestly think body language is just as important as facial features if not more, for the purpose of creating personality and character

i probably sound like i think way too much about this stuff which i. i kind of do but not in so many words i dont need this many words when its all in my brain. but yeah thats how i figure out how to draw a live action character i guess? anyways this was kind of a mess haha

[crystalmagpie447]

[ID: Oc "Jingles" (They/it) In a traditional drawing. They lay down on their stomach with their legs twisted the other way and crossed perfectly. There is a tail sketched out underneath that wasnt lined. An arrow points at this oddity with the word "How??" They smile smugly with their hand under their chin. Another arrow with the words "messed up this one too ARGG" with an angry face underneath. End ID]

[ID: Traditional drawing of Oc "Jingles" in full body view. It carries an exageratingly big hammer on it's back supported with their two hands. The hammer has stars motif on it. They pose with their legs crossed and with a cheeky smile. Its tail bends from behind them. There are also lots of star symbols and loose lines around them, as well as a few words ( "? Idk-" "AAA" and my watermark that reads "crystalmagpie447") End ID]

Several small doodles on a sketch paper. (Oc "Jingles") Makes a cartoony sad face with bit blobby tears at the end of their eyes. An arrow with a text that reads "eewomp" (A cartoony sound effect meant to describe sadness or disapointment, but in text form) Another doodle of my persona with a more exagerated sad expression. It had big teary eyes and her ears pulled back, Two arrows point at it. One with a text that reads "messed up the lineart" and another that says "stupid". End ID]

[ID: A full, zoomed out view of all the previous drawings on a sketchbook paper. All are drawn traditionally. End ID]

WHEW

YIPPEEE ijhufjd just some doodles of this fella, i like them hehe >:3 big hammer good yesyes

I need to figure out better outfits for it tho eek

(THANKYOU THANK YOU @lawdddhavemercyy For helping me type out most of these ID's :DD <333) ((Hope you dont mind the tag ACK-)) explosions (OHOH OJIHDKELKD ALSO Shout out to @/maudiemoods I studied their art for like 10 minutes and suddenly i was able to draw poses better- def go check out their stuff :DD)

[ithinkabouttzu]

Hi!!! Is it possible to get a BoB ship???

I’m 5’3 with a hourglass build but I’m always a little self conscious about my chest bc it seems to draw a lot of attention, sometimes unwanted. Other than that, I’m pretty confident though most would say I’m pretty quiet unless I’m totally warmed up to someone. I tend to be very stubborn and sometimes say mean things when I’m angry, but I always try to keep a cool head as much as I can. I have auburn hair and really dark eyes. Freckles and dimples that everyone seems to love when they notice. It usually surprises people bc I have really bad resting bitch face 😭. Some people I know have gone so long without realizing I have dimples tbh.

I love to read!!! Like totally obsessed. I also know way too much about dogs but I love all animals in general. Id say baking, running, and gardening are like my top hobbies but I also love a glass of wine and a good tv show tbh. I for some reason have a knack for drawing in either very unhinged guys or very calm guys. Idk why there’s never been some middle ground there but 🤷‍♀️. Idk if any of this even helps but I love your ships! If you can’t get to this one, it’s totally fine! Thank you!

Thanks for your request lovely! Sorry this took so long to get to! life has been busy but i'm glad to finally put this out :))) of topic but from your description you sound gorgeous! Hope you enjoy <33

I ship you with......

Joe Liebgott!

Song recommendation:

I think you two would compliment one another so nicely.

You want unhinged? Here’s your guy, he’s the perfect mix of sweet and psycho. An awesome boyfriend and chaotic in the best way, but if someone crosses you wrong he’s coming at them full force.

When he first meets you, he would swear that you were the girl for him, he genuinely thinks you are the prettiest human being he's ever met, he'll do anything to have you.

Let's say you're a nurse and you two meet in some small pub before D-day. He would be staring at you all night, just waiting to make a move on you. He wants to approach you but then all of a sudden he gets really shy?

And he never gets this way when it comes to women , so he's not really sure what to do. Just say hello? Ask you to dance?

He finally decides on the latter, making his way to you quickly before he can regret it. And when finally gets to you, he's blank. It's like he's forgotten everything he was going to say to you when he looked into your eyes (sounds corny ik but just bear with me) it’s also so cute but the first thing he would notice about you is your dimples 🥺

You guys would have a ball, dancing and talking all night with one another, by the time the night ended, he would be completely smitten with you and try to see you anytime he could, and even during the war he would write you tons of little love letters that would make you smile

He thinks you’re jaw-dropping beautiful, he can’t help but think about you in such a sweet way, while he was gone, he would spend any down time that he had thinking of you or writing you letters. All of the guys would tease him about it for sure 😭

And don’t even get me started on how cute some of the letters would be, he’d write them in his best handwriting and write out the sweetest things ever (he would turn into shakespeare fr)

When he finally comes back from the war and you two settle down together, the first thing he gets for you is a sweet little dog. (if you want one) He knows how much you love them and would do anything to make you smile

Speaking of making you smile, this man would be so attentive to you when it comes to your interests and such. If you wanted, he would buy you plenty of books and he would always ask you about the book you’re reading, or if you want to run with him he would go along with you for sure!

I know for a fact that he would LOVE your baking, I mean this guy looks forward to your famous brownies and cookies. For his birthday his ask for you would be lots of your homemade treats for him.

He would hate for you ever to be self conscious about any part of your body, he would remind you over and over again how beautiful you were to him, and if anyone tried making you feel uncomfortable he would make sure to kiss their ass.

He would love to watch a nice movie with you over a nice glass of wine, it’s probably one of his favorite times with you honestly. Just you and him relaxing with one another after a long day.

Both of you can tend to be a bit stubborn sometimes but it’s really only because you guys want the best in y’all’s relationship, even if he does (very rarely) get snappy with you he’ll make sure to buy you flowers and some treats to say sorry

I know for a fact that he would be so attractive to your confidence, just the way you walk and the way you carry yourself makes him want to praise the ground you walk on.

Also, he lowkey finds it attractive when you get mad at him or you show him that resting bitch face. Like whenever you get heated about something you love and you’re trying to prove a point all he can do is look at you with love 😭

Overall he’d be such a great bf. He’s so sweet and supportive of you and just know that he would ALWAYS be in your corner no matter what 💞

Thank you for your request!! I hope you enjoy again lovely!!! 💝💝

[orchidsangel]

ok i wanna start this by saying this is pure rant. totally unimportant feelings about the show. i’d do a whole analysis or essay type thing but i’ve done enough of that against my will </3

i started titans for nightwing and starfire bc they were my favorite actors. seriously anna diop is so gorgeous i couldn’t get over it and still won’t. in a way, i also started watching for jason because it seemed like a whole new take on his character (bc it was) and i was excited on how they’d do the whole robin/red hood story with the titans. jason’s introduced as the immature and loud teenager which didn’t seem like a good idea for the red hood part of his story but he’s also still robin at this point. at the time i think he was moreso there to introduce nightwing’s development and departure from being robin because batman in this show is just yucky. i don’t remember enough to talk about that tho lawl

then it gets suckier than it started because out of nowhere the whole team starts treating jason like shit. he goes from the goofy one to the young and always angry character and that’s when i just KNEW they were finna fuck him over. first off the team (nightwing, star, raven, yada yada) takes in this girl rose wilson bc slade’s trying to kill her. if you guessed that she’s actually there to help slade kill the titans or whatever then you’d be right, she’s basically like tera from the judas contract if you watched that. and they made her jason’s LOVE INTEREST and at first they were cute but UHJHJGJFJFJ i cant start on that rn

so like i said earlier right now jason’s the immature angry teenager of the group. at some point someone (im pretty sure it was rose) pranks everyone by putting some fucked up shit in their rooms, like drawing crosses all over raven’s room. tell me why EVERYONE AUTOMATICALLY BLAMES JASON??? they just assumed he did it for whatever fucking reason. so that’s one way the team treated him like shit 😭 another ginormous part to this: yk how jason goes after the joker even tho batman told him not to?? it’s basically that but instead of the joker it was slade that he went after. got kidnapped and tortured cuz what’s a jason todd character w/o that right. then he ALMOST died but didn’t bc superboy saved his life, blah blah blah all this other stuff and then he almost commits suicide! wowww so fun!

so at this point i’m thinking “ok thst was weird but trust the process right???” long story short nightwing fucks up, team disbands, jason and rose disappear for the whole next season or wtvr, then in a random episode jason and rose are basically confirmed to be dating and i think they live in part of bruce’s mansion or smth??? idk anyway over the course of a few episodes we see their relationship develop and they’re actually kinda cute. like jason fake proposed to her with six bigass sandwiches that he made and it was so adorable and BOOM rose tells him she was originally supposed to sabotage the titans and that’s why the team disbanded so he’s like “ykw fuck you” and then he disappears AGAIN. this was very random so i just assumed it was supposed to add on to why he did what he did later on…

ok now when he comes back we get into red hood. i guess they kinda mashed jason’s original story with the arkham knight story??? i forgot exactly what happened but i think what happened was he got buddy buddy with scarecrow and reverse engineered his fear gas so that it gives you a munch of adrenaline and makes you fearless or wtvr. this was one of my least favorite things about this interpretation of jason because making him rely on drugs to do the things he wants to without fear just. does not make sense to me??? if anything i feel like jason would despise drug addiction and things of the like but that’s neither here nor there! so now he’s pumped full of drugs and he goes to find the joker. then he dies and gets dumped in the lazarus pit in the same episode so him dying has literally no significance. THEN BRUCE KILLS THE JOKER. so now i’m stuck like wtf are they finna do with this narrative??? literally eliminated one of the biggest parts of red hood. atp i’m wondering where tf they’re going with this and the answer is they went NO WHERE WITH IT. jason becomes red hood (and no hate to curran walters but it was lame as fuck) and does a lot of fucked up shit because scarecrow promised him power or whatever so now there’s no depth to what he’s doing and it takes him getting kidnapped and almost killed for the THIRD TIME before he decides he’s not doing the right thing. so he says fuck scarecrow and tries to help the titans stop whatever he was doing and ugh it’s just such sucky writing.

tl;dr only thing that kept me watching was a thirst for jason todd content, brenton thwaites and anna diop. like there are probably hours worth of stuff in that show i skipped bc it had nothing to do with the only three things i cared about. only thing that i was satisfied with was nightwing and starfire being together. there’s more stuff i could add but this was specifically for jason and how let down i was 💔

-🦦

that genuinely seems like a shit show. like idk if i could handle that. the way they mashed up like ALL of his "death and resurrection" plots?? no ma'am. you're better than be for even watching all of that because i simply couldn't. i've seen tiktok edits of rose and jason from titans and, not to sound like a broken record but, her wig??? kill me now.

i also just don't like curran walters as jason. he's too pocket-sized idk.

ALSO. i looooooooooove judas contract so bad. one of my fave dcau movies, just so fucking good!!

[joethehoeee]

I drew my Changeling oc!

Their name is Kodin <3

Myyy boyyyyy.

He is a very handsome boy.

Their Human form isn’t that special and I was a bit to tired to actually put affort in it but I was also too motivated to not draw it so this is all you get for now. I like his Troll form better-

(And yes I tried to spell his name in the troll language and I hope it's right because it's from a canon book I bought so it should be wrong buuut idc XD)

Some Infos about him:

• He is obviously a changeling and he is about 465 years as a Troll and as a human he would be like 19 years. He still is basically a child. (But pls don’t ask me how their age actually works bc idk )

• He is gay and uses mostly he/they pronouns but he dosen't really care about this. They also had a bf but he sadly died about 100 years ago.

• He wears piercings and also has a tattoo on his back as a Human wich goes over to his troll form because of magic but it looks like his white markings. The small cross on his ear was actually a gift from his dead bf and he ALWAYS wears it. He also wears a small mini braid that was matching with his bf.

• He is a very good sword/dagger fighter and also loves to use a bow. He is more of a stealth and distant fighter but he also has good skill if it comes to 1v1 due to the fact that he is very aggressiv and fast. He isn’t really good with big groups but he would never run away from a fight... unless he is forced to.

• He isn’t particular scared of the dead although he respects it. He will die for what his morals and mind stand for instead of trying to save his life by fake loyalty for Gunmar/Bular or Morgana what almost even cost his head. He is a open traitor since the minute Strickler got him out of the darklands.

• He says straight what he thinks and that's mostly insulting or sarcastic because he is really harsh on it and dosen't fear to speak about hus doubts or mistrust in plans or even people. If someone is closer to him he also showes his softer side wich is very playful and somewhat shy but it still won’t save you from his general jokes and honestie.

• He is very animalistic and lets his Troll form very often get the better of him. He loves to sit like a cat or walk on 4 legs If he runs away or hides from something. His Tail and ears mostly show his Emotionens. (ears go up if happy or alarmed, or go down if scared, and on... ) But he still loves to wear human clothes (mostly at home) because they are more comfortable for him. But he wears his mission equipment (the one in the drawing) everytime he is out for safety.

• He is good at stragety and if things gets serious he is the first person to be 100% there for action and making a plan. Even if most people don’t take him serious because he loves to sit on windows or tables or the lean of the couch which doesn't look very professional but that's what he gets most comfortable with.

• He dosen't bond easily with new people since his one and only love died in his arms and because of his parents abandoning him due to the fact that he is impure. That means he gets very attached and protective over the people he eventually bonds with in any way. Even if he questions them he would still follow them because of the fear of being alone.

• He has no socialskills. He mostly makes jokes about his trauma and makes fun of people no matter if he likes them or not. He curses a lot and even more if he is stressed and that happens often if there are more than 4 people in a room. Beside that he is very chill and dosen't get angry very easily if you don’t provoke him. And he can’t really comfort people but he still tries and fails.

• He is scared water. Everything that goes beyond his knees gives him panick attacks. He once almost drowned as a whelp if it wasn’t for Strickler. Strickler gave him a dagger to protect himself after that and he always has it in his side, quite literally it's on his right leg. He also has a small crystal talisman a band around his dagger that is matching with Stricklers. (Fun fact: His parents tried to drown him after they found out that he is a changeling.)

His place if he was in the canon timeline:

Context.

To clear that off, he is very loyal to Strickler due to the fact that Strickler looked after him in the darklands and ofc the first time he got into the human world and even until the battle against Morgana. Kodin sees him as some sort of father figure wich leads him to not like Jim and Barbara because he is scared of being replaced since Strickler practically is his only real family (in his eyes ofc). He questions some of Strickler very immorally actions but he still trusts and follows him, maybe even to death. (He also mostly chills in stricklers apartment because he actually does not have a home for himself)

He is also in a state where Angor rot accepts him but they kinda have a hate friendship over the course of the Story because they have some missions together and Kodin actually tries to be nice but fails because he literally has no socialskills. Kodin does not like nore trusts Angor but he still eventually got over it until Angor actually tried to kill Strickler-

Jim and the rest mostly saw him as troll near by in some missions or fights like with getting the stones. But they finally really meet him before the battle of Morgana. His Human form works at the Café with Douxie and they both get really good friends. And he almost acts like Jim if it comes to Stricklake beside the fact that he tries to be far more supporting. If Strickler is happy with her then he will tolerate it.

The actual timeline but short.

So in the first half of season 1 he isn’t very present. He just lives his life. Sometimes he spys or goes on mission for Strickler but it isn’t that special. He reports to Strickler like NotEnrique does. He basically already betrayed Gunmar and the rest of the Gumm-Gumms but Strickler covered it up what leads to Kodin thinking that they are sort of a family now since he never really had someone to care about him. He was in the battle of the Killer bridge but he mostly just tried to help Strickler in the fight and gets him out after the bridge fell onto him.

In the second half, when Strickler gets Angor rot, he is very often send on missions and sometimes even with Angor to keep an eye on him because he is in general very misstrusting towards the acient assassin. (As a side note: Kodin mostly goes with Angor on the missions without Strickler's knowledge and just tells Angor that it was planned...even tho it wasn't. He gets a very serious dad talk after Strickler found out... like a month later) He is in most of their meetings like the ones with Otto and he also was there when they freed Angor rot, he should wait outside but he sneaked in. He hates the binding spell but that dosen't change the fact that he mocks Strickler about it very often wich sometimes sort of makes a playful vibe between them. He eventually almost gets killed because Angor decided to first look at Strickler house first and then go to the place where Strickler actually is (because why should Angor know where he is. Kodin tells him on accident since he at first didn’t knew that Strickler lost control). He fights for a few minutes until Angor had enough and just knocked him out. He didn’t kills him because of the fact that they actually bonded a bit.

Season 2 he mostly just exists, workes at the Café and eventually reunited with Strickler and Nomura who hates him. He hates her too. And yes they just do their thing until season 3.

Season 3 is funny to me because I definitely imagine him just sitting on the kitchen counter when Jim comes home and Jim is like "who tf are you?" and he is like "just a random dude who works for a stupid ass changeling guy that almost killed your mom" and Strickler would just give him the death stare. But yes he would probably help with some missions including the bad coffee ep and the general training for Jim. He could and probably would train Jim the dirty sneak tactics and how to fight on distance. He fights in the battle of Morgana and stays in Arcadia because of Strickler and I hope that Barb would like him too, he would help them with the Babys. He likes Barbara and also Jim by now (even tho he is still a bit scared) and he just wants parents that care for him...

3 below goes on normal, he gets friends with Toby and also helps in the fight and in Wizard he was with Douxie in the Café but he got send home.

For the not canon movie he mostly does what the others do. He stays with Strickler for the Ice titan mission and gets absolutley destroyed by Stricklers death. He stayed with Barbara in the castle until the new timeline starts. (I could also imagine him grabbing something to get down on the ice and search for any life sign of Strickler until he eventually dies because of the immense cold wich would be the death he is most scared of, cold and alone.)

Anyways.

Challenging destiny is canon.

[xoxo-ren-xoxo]

Content warning: cannibalism, body horror / graphic gore descriptions

Note: I do not want to eat people in real life. The ethics of ‘consensual cannibalism’ are interesting but I don’t really care. I have a special interest and a big part of it is thinking about cannibalism in fantasy-type scenarios such as being able to respawn/come back to life easily. [Current hyperfixation on minecraft so maybe imagine that type of thing]

This also isn’t a sexual thing [no hate to others tho] but I will be talking about intimacy and romantic situations. I just think gore as a love language is neat.

More on cannibalism, guts, and intimacy under the cut.

Thinking about cannibalism in a fantasy setting with the ability to respawn after death. Especially thinking about partners where one is a monster-type person who needs to eat people to survive. The human giving themselves up to their partner so they don’t have to hunt and kill innocent people. The monster-person feeling bad at first but being reassured by their human that it’s okay. And the monster-person losing control after the first taste of blood, just going full feral, until the human dies and respawns (probably exhausted but happy their partner isn’t starving).

The body has always been really interesting to me. I like when it gets all taken apart to the point that there is no chance of survival, but the human allows this to happen. It’s even more interesting if- idk- the human has some kind of potion or smthn that makes pain duller, therefore allowing them to just relax through the whole thing and think about how much they love their partner peacefully.

I'm going on a rant about organs (not the music kind). Something about the organs part of the body is so fun to talk about and also write about. Like dang! It's so fun to be just subtle about it. Like, I’m not naming any specific organs, make up your own mind, I'm just gonna say offal and viscera, but organs in general are so fun to talk about. The stomach area is the most vulnerable part of the body so it’s kind of a sign of pure trust from the human character to offer that.

The bit of flesh above the guts is also very soft and usually the muscles with the least use (unless you work out a lot) and therefore just makes the whole thing feel like a more vulnerable spot. Bonus points if the monster-person draws things out before going full feral and maybe compliments the human’s body. And of course it feels intimate because [insert sex joke here], but also because of the trust thing, the closeness, how its helping the monster-person stay alive.

Additionally, I really like the idea I mentioned about the painkiller potion because it would mean everything feels very chill and kind of like a really weird cross section between horror and calm. Like, the human feels themselves getting emptier and knows their organs are literally being eaten, but it’s kind of relaxing and trusting. A de-stressing thing where they give up control and just let it happen.

There's something unhinged about monster-person going all feral mode on their human and kinda just heading straight for the guts. Like, if they were thinking logically and wanted them to stay alive longer they'd go for limbs first- blood loss yeah but no vitals. Fixable? Or like survivable. Idk. But also going for the chest or throat is immediately lethal.

The stomach area just seems like this crazy intersection between slower, more drawn out experience and impossibility of recovery that adds this real neat sense of dread, in a fun way. Love it. Big fan.

This is the most fun if the cannibalism is happening in a world with respawn. It's so silly when they can just have fun with it.

And obviously it can be a sex thing for some people, all the power to them. I don't really associate it with that so much though? It's more like the secret third thing between sex and holding hands. But violent. It's intimate but also quite angry? Well, hungry at least. Anger and hunger are very closely connected.

It's also an ultimate sign of love, I think, to be like ‘you’re hungry? You eat people? Well guess what babe! You’re in luck!’ It's a sacrifice one makes for their weird fucked up partner. And it makes their relationship closer, maybe, whether platonic or not. It's like saying hey, you're not a monster, you don't have to starve, I'm here. But like. Literal. Physically there for them.

[Also if they're not a monster-person and they just do it for the funsies, good for them. It's the same thing. Closeness and vulnerability. They're under each others care. Yes. Go crazy.]

Another thing I like about cannibalism in fantasy is the idea of the monster-person feeling full and safe and content afterwards and just taking a big nap. Especially if they've got animal instincts cause it's like they feel safe enough to sleep. It's actually cute. And they're really close (literal sense) with their partner. Like they're protecting them, curled up around them so no one can get to them.

Thoughts over I am sorry for being actually unhinged on main.