#kai was SO fun to draw here

[arolegos]

im way too scared to say this on main but icl i love lloyrumi n' i love ur lloyrumi art ... can u draw them more for me ... maybe dr harumi meeting sora and jordana like 'damn lloyd they js like us fr fr ???'

i love when the relationship dynamic is "kiss marry kill? all of the above"

[penofwildfire]

Got bored and drew some Old Ninja (okay more like Ninja In Their Mid 50s)

[skierisa]

Omg I’m so fake and forgot to send in an ask for the tag game

HOWEVER I AM SO INTRIGUED BY DEAD N LIVING CUZ I HAVE SUCH A SOFT SPOT FOR JAYA

I’m so intrigued….. do you have any info u can say about it 👀

OOOOOH QUESTIONS ABOUT MY FIC OMG----- I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO TELL YOU ABOUT THIS

Okay, so, basically it's my attempt on writing angst, and there is some of it in there (also an attempt on working with 3 act structure after a long time buuut I'm not good at it).also sorry if it's too long hrkdjdjd it's just one of my favorite projects curently

So first of all, the whole concept is Jay being a teen (in the early to mid 2000's) who's able to see ghosts. Nya is a ghost, dying one year prior to the story's events. Jay and Nya team up as he's trying to help her pass before she becomes a haunting soul (quite literally translating from my language here). If she does, Jay will have to exorcize her, and she will just vanish and not make the passage. While that, Kai wants to bring his little sister back, so teams up with his fiancee's (Skylor) dad and uncle to become a necromancer (so he's the antagonist). Jay and Nya eventually fall in love, making the passing mkrre difficult to do for both of them.

Now explaining the world a bit: there are exorcists and necromancers, they use the same kind of (for a lack of better term) "magic" but for different means and in different ways. There are also three types off ghosts besides regular ghosts: haunting souls (souls blided by their frustrations regarding their eartlhy bounds), obsessive spirits and guardian spirits (they attach themselves to a living due to hate/love. This is usually their only earthly bound and once the living is dead, they usually fully pass).

Lloyd and Morro are cousins and descend from a lineage of exorcists who have the gift to see the spiritual world. Morro is adopted, but since he is raised by exorcsists and is on his way to become one, he is more sensible to the spiritual world and can feel the presence of ghosts, but not see them. Jay, Cole and Zane have been helping ghosts make the passage for sometime prior to the story, and when they are saved by Morro and Lloyd from a hunting soul, they want to become exorcists.

(there's also a bit of Lloyd x Valerie too but they're the only ones having fluff moments tbh)

Weird things start happening when Kai doesn't accept it's been a year since Nya has died, because to him it doesn't feel like it. She died in an accident while he got injured and survived. He finds it unffair and wants to bring her back after discovering Skylor is pregnant, a reminder that life goes on (he's happy about being a dad tho, just utterly devastated that his sister isn't there to see it). Kai's like, ten years older than Nya here for a bigger impact on the story. They grew up in foster homes and mostly separated, but once Kai was old enough, he got custody over Nya, when she was ten and he was twenty, so he essentially kinda raised her. He becomes a necromancer out of grief so zombies kinda do exist here toom.

That's a very overall view btw, if you want to know anything else I'm here to answer that!! I love talking about au's, fics and OC's A LOT!!

[ovobadraws]

Has this joke been made before? Came to me and immediately had to draw it out. Mikey would use his hair for violence methinks

[nullafic-ninjago]

Lavashipping Prohibitedwish au???

influence from my favorite artist got me into pwish and ninjago ended up seeping into it sob sob

kai is of course a stag beetle bc of their red pincers and i made cole prismo because hes just chill like that teehee

some close ups wink

might draw some more of these guys i love them so much ( might even do some funny scene redraws...shhh )

[ayyydra]

Just spent two hours doing some art studies and whoever the fuck said that men don't have curves is a LIAR AND A CHEAT.

[kkpaaw]

Forbidden Ninja Au Anyone?

WEEKS OF WORK IS DONE 😭

This took me three weeks! Granted i coulda been done 2 weeks ago if I hadn't procrastinated but listen, I work 10 hours everyday for 4 days straight every week when i finally get to be measly 3 day break all I wanna do is relax so sue me!

Their designs are simple yes, but as much as I LOVE detailed designs I actually wanna draw these guys more and I know i wont if their designs were too complex

Also I'm angry at Zane cuz his design is what kept me stuck for a WHILE. Kai's sketch was the hardest at first cuz i didn't have a decent pose in mind but then out of the fucking blue Zane's outfit started giving me complications. I went through like three different outfits with his before landing on this so I'm mad at him rn

This Is definitely gonna become one of my two main aus cuz i have a LOT of thoughts about it!

Initial Post Of Idea

Individuals under the cut! Have fun finding all the similarities between them cuz I made sure there's a TON

_______

Hey Uncle?

Yes Lloyd?

What happend to the current weilders of the elements of creation? Shouldn't they be here?

...Well Lloyd, that is a story that I will tell you another day. You need not worry about that right now. Just focus on your training.

Awww, but uncle! I wanna know!

You will, when the time is right, you will.

.

.

[adieutristana]

Helloooo can you do a Jinx x femreader where they were dying Isha’s hair? The reader’s kinda just watching everything unfold and realising how much she loves Jinx when she sees her around Isha

of course! thank you for requesting :) i had a lot of fun writing this, honestly needed this after the events of act 3

summary: scenario of fem! reader watching jinx with isha.

characters included: jinx (romantic), isha (platonic/familial)

tags/warnings: fluff, mother/mother/daughter dynamic, spoilers for arcane s2 (act ii specifically).

men dni.

"hey, stop moving!" jinx playfully scolded isha, earning a giggle from the little girl. she shook her head, giving a wide smile to your girlfriend. "come on, i can't do this if you don't stay still."

jinx already has isha in a makeshift, miniature version of her own outfit which she employed your help to make. despite all of jinx's mechanical expertise, she somehow can't sew to save her life. just a few minutes prior, she used various shades of eyeshadow to draw on her tattoos. all the while, she strategically turned isha away from the mirror. the reveal had to be a surprise.

"pass me the hair dye, toots, would ya?" jinx asked, shooting a glance at you over her shoulder. you grabbed the bottle from a box of (stolen) cosmetics, passing it to her. she quickly snatched it up, and shot you a toothy grin as a silent thanks. she sat isha down in a paint-covered bathtub, jinx settling down directly behind her.

she got to work with isha's hair, running a brush through it quickly, then dipping a frayed paintbrush into the bottle to slather blue dye on isha's hair. isha jumped a bit at the cold sensation at first, but quickly relaxed. "yeah.. feels weird, i bet. i'll be done soon, 'kay?" jinx soothed, her hands moving swiftly in the girl's hair. even with a brush, she managed to get blue dye on her hands while making sure each of the strands were evenly coated.

all the while, you sat cross-legged on the floor besides the box of assorted items, watching the spectacle unfold in front of you. you had never seen jinx be so.. gentle with someone aside from yourself. so playful, so free of inhibitions or anxiety. it was endearing, truly.

you weren’t just seeing jinx, you were seeing powder shining through.

you couldn’t help but smile, jinx seemingly oblivious to you at present. she finished coating isha’s hair with dye, and you chuckled to yourself at the sight of isha’s usually fluffy hair suddenly so flat. it was cute. jinx looked over at you quickly, and beamed. she looked so happy.

god, you loved her. this could be something, right here. you, jinx, and isha. a family of sorts.

“i’ll be done soon, babe, okay?”

“okay, jinx. do you want help?”

“hmm…” jinx replied, her nose crinkling and putting her dye-stained hands on her hips. she wracked her brain for a second, pursing her lips, clearly wanting to involve you in this more than you already were. “you can dry her hair off, and help me with the big reveal!” she smiled.

you nodded, giving a mock-salute, much to jinx’s amusement. “oh, cut that out.” she playfully rolled her eyes. jinx gently guided isha out of the bathtub, and instructed her to tilt her head back, so that she could rinse her hair. the water ran blue, the little girl’s eyes slipping shut and a slow exhale escaping her.

you grabbed a towel from a makeshift shelf, and plopped it onto isha’s head. she squealed, suddenly unable to see, and giggled as you hastily dried her hair off. “all dry soon, kid. you’ve got some thick hair!” you observed. isha either didn’t hear you, or didn’t know what that meant. jinx just stood behind the two of you, trying to hold in her laughter. jinx crouched down beside you to braid the girl’s hair, her fingers still moving while she pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek. oh, jinx.

you lead isha to jinx’s mirror by her shoulders, jinx’s slender fingers covering her eyes. when you got to a stool, you lightly grabbed isha by her sides and lifted her, setting her down in front of the mirror. all the while, jinx’s hands were still covering her eyes, giggling.

jinx looked over at you, seemingly waiting for the okay to reveal isha’s makeover. you put your hands atop jinx’s, both obscuring isha’s vision even more. jinx’s hands were cold and calloused, but there wasn’t a feeling you loved more than those hands.

she quirked an eyebrow, those big, pink eyes that you loved so much looking straight at you, and you nodded. “you ready, kid?” you asked, and isha began frantically nodding. she was practically bursting at the seams with excitement.

you and your girlfriend both lifted your hands. “ta-da!” jinx exclaimed, smiling ear-to-ear. the pure surprise and wonder on isha’s face was incredible, examining herself in the shattered glass, toying with the small braids jinx had given her. isha looked back at you, trying to contain her joy.

“you’re lucky. i didn’t get to much of this with my older sis,” jinx began, looking down at the girl imitating her. pretending to shoot her zapper, making little ‘pew’ noises. it was adorable, and your heart swelled in your chest at the sight. “she was always… punching stuff.” her dark lips pursed, and you stepped forward to gently grasp jinx’s hand, before ruffling isha’s now-blue hair.

“no, but you still turned out pretty cool, love.” you remarked, much to jinx’s amusement. she shot you a little smile, lovingly squeezing your hand. “you flatter me.” she said, before closing the gap between the two of you.

pressing a soft, warm kiss to your lips, now intertwining your fingers. it was peaceful. it was sweet. you loved her-

and you heard isha groan in disgust to the side of you, breaking away to see the girl covering her eyes. jinx just giggled, gave your hand a final squeeze, and joked, “kissing, gross! i know, right?”

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙎𝙄𝙓: Spit-Roasting w/ Spencer Reid [ft. Luke Alvez]

a/n: y'all this one actually FLABBERGASTED me... my mind will never fail to surprise me, and if i'm going to be honest, i listened to metal/heavy metal music the whole time and it helped me to stay focused for the actual hour it took me to write this 😭

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A perfect sandwich is what you’d like to call this.

Cradled between the bodies of two of the hottest Agents of your team is a sure fire way to spend your night, and you’re more than pleased.

Spencer’s lying below you, your knees settled on either side of his hips as your lips are met in a heated embrace. You’re as naked as the day you were born and he is too, his hardness barely poking at your full stomach.

You’re bent over him with Luke behind you, a heavy hand pressing down your lower back as he works you open with two big fingers. You’re moaning helplessly into the genius’ mouth, your nails digging into the pillows besides his head.

“Luke!” You pull away with a breathless moan, throwing back your head at particularly hard drag to your g-spot. “‘Feel good, sweetheart?” You can hear the cocky lilt to his voice, his nice, full lips no doubtedly pulled up into that familiar, cheeky smirk.

“Fuck – you’re such an asshole.” You swear and he just chuckles. “Yeah, yeah, say that to me when I’m not knuckle deep inside you, ‘kay?”

You grumble, but nevertheless reconnect your lips with Spencer’s who are pulled taunt in an attempt to hide his amusement. “Don’t –” You choke when Luke begins to draw circles tightly on your clit.

“Don’t encourage him.” Your words trail off in a whine.

“Sorry, baby.” Spencer says, but he doesn’t even sound all that sorry, but you’ll make him. You prop yourself on your right forearm while the other one trails down to grasp at his long cock, up stroking him just to hear that pleasurable sound of the air getting punched out of him.

“Shit!” He swears, his own neck extending back, and you connect your lips to the tanned skin there, nibbling relentlessly.

“So much for no marks, huh?” Luke pokes from behind you. “Don’t act like you didn’t get your turn.” You mumble just loud enough for him to hear.

You make sure that Spencer’s skin is painted red by the time you pull away, your strokes matching each time you roll the delicate skin between your teeth.

“Stop, stop. Not gonna last long.” He removes your hand, and you huff.

“Get back here then, Spence.” Luke sounds. “She’s had a real smart mouth all night, might have to put it to good use, don’t you think?”

Spencer raises a brow at his dominance but agrees, “Alright.”

Your skin heats at the implications of his words, and you’re dragged by your hips, Luke rearranging you so that he can step in front of you. You squeak and your knees burn at the sheets rubbing them, but it makes you shiver.

They settle into their respective places, Spencer’s lithe, long fingers holding your waist deeply contrast the roughness that is Luke Alvez.

Your eyes rest on Luke’s large cock bobbing in front of you, and you raise a brow. “Why hello, big boy.” You murmur with a small smirk. Your eyes flutter upwards to meet his, and he’s looking at you expectantly.

It’s clear you’ve gotten on his nerves, and you can’t help the feeling of sick satisfaction that spreads throughout you. Normally, Luke’s gentle during your encounters together, two men softly worship your body.

But not tonight. Nay, tonight, you wanted it rough, you wanted it mean, you wanted it hard.

“You’re no fun.” You pout but, open your mouth to engulf it over his precum covered tip, digging your tongue into the slit of it. He grunts, large fingers winding themselves through your hair to anchor you to him.

Spencer caresses the skin of your waist all the way down the sides of your thighs before trialing up to spread your ass, watching as his long cock sinks into you.

“God,” He groans, “You feel perfect.” His head is bowed downwards a bit, his eyes screwed shut.

You’re no better, now feverishly licking at the pulsing skin of Luke’s dick, taking him down as far as you can – which sadly isn’t very far considering the sheer girth of the man – but you pick up where you lack by jerking him off.

Luke hisses, eyes practically boring into where your mouth connects to him, and he gives an experimental rock of his hips. You choke for a moment, and you pull off of him, understanding what he needs.

“Fuck my throat please.” It’s a needy mewl, and you retake him into your throat, sinking, sinking, sinking, waiting for him to catch up. “You already know what to do if it’s too much.” You just hum, gripping him by his muscular thighs.

Spencer begins to set a pace, and every time he pulls out, so does Luke, until they’re met up in perfect harmony with one another, using your body as they please. You’re moaning, and the noises that are leaving the three of you are downright sinful. If this was a porno, you’re sure you would make millions.

Tears burn in your eyes and spit foams at the corner of your mouth, but that doesn’t stop you from relaxing your throat to take in more of him. Spencer keeps hitting your g-spot with coordinated ease. He pretty much knows your body like the back of his hand.

You feel the coiling of your gut signaling your end, and your walls flutter around the older male behind you. Your breathing stutters and your nails dig into Luke’s thighs.

He’s pulsing in your mouth, and Spencer’s hips are stuttering, growing less deliberate and uncontrolled as he begins to grind into you. You disconnect from Luke’s cock, your chest heaving. A dribble of spit draws a bridge from your lips to his tip.

“‘M close, fuck, ‘m so close.” You cry out, and your head falls forward to land on the man’s firm stomach. Spencer begins thrusting into you faster.

“I got you, sweet girl. Just a little more.”

You’re jerking Luke off as fast as you can, and your wrist burns, but you pay it no mind as you lean up.

Luke is groaning something guttural, feral, and your eyes nearly roll into the back of your head.

“Cum on my face. Please… I need it.”

“Anything you want.” Is his grunted response.

The three of you are frantic in your movements, desperate to meet your ends.

Luke comes first, cum shooting out and hitting your lips and chin, as well as your eyelashes as he trembles and shakes, the hand on your head holding a death grip of your scalp.

Spencer’s next to follow, and a hand finds itself between the two of you to find your swollen clit, and rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, until you gush all over him with a loud cry that could practically be considered a scream.

It’s silent for a moment and you fall forward, chest heaving and finding solace in the cool feelings of the sheet contrasting with what of Luke’s skin.

“Everyone alright?” Luke is the first to ask.

“Just peachy.” You hum, wiggling to get comfortable as Spencer pulls out of you.

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[blue-jisungs]

she was an angel, he did video games

author's note. while i struggle with my reqs here u have a small thingy that was inspired by me going into a rabbit hole of watching old vids of my fav childhood youtubers (rezi to taki crush still like OH MAAAA GAAAD ++ jego stare filmiki = top tier)

also val @kyrjnie tis is for u,, bc it may or may not have also been inspired by the gyu edit u sent me 😁😁😁😁😁😁

warnings. c u r s i n g. so much cursing. also mention of shooting n dying (they’re playing gta lol)

summary. you can’t sleep because of your yelling gamer bf,, that’s literally it (gamer bf!gyu)

word count. 618

“fucking hell! shit, shit, shit–!”

beomgyu let out an inhuman screech, leaning on his chair. the sound of his friend’s laughter echoed in his headphones as he held his stomach that started to hurt from laughter too.

“please, please taehyun!” beomgyu whined, leaning forward and running after his friend’s character in game.

“gyu?”

he yelled when he got shot again, this time by yeonjun.

“you fucker! no, no, no don’t run away!” he didn’t seem to hear your quiet voice.

you never complained about beomgyu’s passion being playing video games. everyone needed their de-brainer that would make them relax and enjoy life. you were glad he got to spend time with his friends and have fun but–

“haaa, eat shit!”

“gyu!”

he squealed upon feeling your hand on his arm.

“oh my f–” he turned around instantly, heart rate picking up. but when his eyes met yours, his brows knitted “y/n?”

ignoring the way he went afk and his friends used that fact to kill him (again), he patted his thigh. taking in the sight of you in his oversized t-shirt, messy hair and two different socks on your feet he couldn’t help but grin that you’re his and–

“could you be a little more quiet?” you asked gently, voice barely above a whisper. his ebony eyes softened, flickering quietly between the screen and you.

“oh”

a small chuckle left your lips and it was quickly followed by a yawn.

“yeah, i couldn’t fall asleep” you mumbled and leaned closer to place a kiss on his forehead.

“no, wait. actually, i’m done playing. they’re assholes either way” he breathed out. a sudden wave of guilt washed over him.

“what? it’s you who sucks!” soobin whined offended “also say hi to y/n”

“no” he grunted and with a devilish smirk used the sniping to point at the friend. then, he turned around at looked at you with a joyful yet mischievous spark in his eye. beomgyu just mouthed: “one sec!”

“y/n’s such an angel, bahi always screams at me” kai mumbled.

“same, my mom just smacks me in the head out of a sudden. i almost shat myself when she did that when i was playing the forest” yeonjun sighed “y/n is the best–”

“what the hell was that?!” soobin yelled out when his screen flickered black and then he saw the text: wasted. beomgyu gunned you down “you fu–!”

beomgyu left the voice chat and game giggling, proud of himself. then, he turned around and smiled upon seeing you wait for him. your eyes were closing slowly, fighting the sleepiness.

“i know, sorry. if i cuddle you, will you forgive me?” your boyfriend pouted, sneaking his arms around your waist. you nodded lazily and felt his lips brush against the corner of your mouth. letting out a small sigh, you tugged his hoodie.

“let’s just go, my stinky little gamer of a boyfriend…” you mumbled, fighting a smirk.

“yah!”

“also i wasn’t mad at you to begin with. just… the bed was cold, or whatever” you said, dragging him to the bedroom. beomgyu’s heart skipped a beat – something that he’d think he’d get used to while dating you. but such cute gestures still made him flustered.

“you’re really an angel, huh?” beomgyu mumbled into your hair once you were in bed. you snuggled closer to him, embracing the warmth.

“huh?” you asked drowsily, sleep creeping up on you way faster than when you were in bed alone, without him.

“sleep well, angel” he just hummed, hands pulling you even closer. fingers drawing shapes on your (his) t-shirt absentmindedly, beomgyu realized that he liked spending time with you way more than on his silly games.

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[hyakujuuou]

Ninja accent n language headcanons

Cole has a very thick city accent. He does his best to put on a more country accent to hide that he comes from the city. He does this well enough to convince the other ninja.

Jay has a very heavy country accent. He does his best to put on a more city accent to hide that he comes from the country. He does this well enough to convince all the ninja except for Cole.

Jay uses what he thinks is a lot of urban slang. Every time he uses a word wrong, it makes Cole die a little inside that he can’t correct blasphemous bastardisations of his native dialect. He uses words wrong every other time he opens his mouth.

Before she became an elemental master, Nya worked as a mechanic in the city and would pick up slang here and there. She was always excited to get back to the ninja and share her slang term of the week. Cole is perpetually on the brink of going insane.

Cyrus Borg also has a very thick city accent, but he speaks very neutrally at press conferences in order to promote a very global image for Borg Industries. When he’s only with the ninja, he speaks in the way that is most natural for him. Kai and Jay bet money that there’s no way that he actually talks like this. Kai and Jay owe Cole, who knows authentic speech when he hears it, money.

Wu has given up keeping up with current development in language.

Garmadon has also given up keeping up with current development in language but will horribly misuse modern slang in order to make Lloyd and the ninja cringe.

Every so often Wu will say a dated word and the ninja will make fun of him for the rest of the day.

Wu, in the city: it is getting late. We should go back to the monastery soon, before the traffic. Nya, where did you park the automobile?

Nya: the automobile?

Kai: prithee, the automobile must-th be-th a ten minute trod by foot northerly-eth.

Jay: Master, didst thou know-th of the Stone Warriors for thou wast there at their creation-th?

Cole: perchance

Nya and Kai made up their own language between themselves when they were kids and continue to use it in various situations to the present. Want to make fun of their babysitters without getting sent to time-out? Sibling language. Need to communicate in code to prevent enemies from intercepting vital information? Sibling language. Annoyed with the other ninja and don’t want them butting in on a conversation anymore? Sibling language.

Lloyd doesn’t have a very recognisable accent due to his time in boarding school surrounded by classmates from all over Ninjago. He’s jealous of the other ninja’s speech. He’s especially jealous of Kai and Nya’s sibling language, and that they were close enough friends growing up to develop it in the first place.

Zane can understand and produce standard varieties of all known languages. He does, however, have to draw a blank at Kai and Nya’s Sibling Speak. They exploit this gap in his knowledge with enjoyment.

Zane’s voice is based on recordings of the previous elemental master of ice’s voice, so the actual phonology of his speech always sounds a little bit dated.

[swakai]

﹙ 가족 ﹚𝓽iny hand𝓼﹙ ♡ ﹚𝓫ig hear𝓽

𝓸𝗎𝗍𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 ୨୧ 𝗍𝗑𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝖽𝗌

사랑 ◞ 𝓰𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾 ୨୧ 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝔀𝓬 ୨୧ 540 𝓹𝖺𝗂𝗋 ୨୧ 𝗀𝗇!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗑 𝗍𝗑𝗍

𝔂𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗇◞ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝖽

yeonjun is the stylish and fun dad who makes sure his daughter always looks fashionable. he teaches her how to dance and hypes her up like a true bestie, always telling her she’s the coolest and the prettiest. 

he would take her out for daddy and daughter dates, treating her like a little princess. she wants a fifth stuffed animal from the store? it’s already in the cart. she wants to wear fairy wings to the grocery store? he’s putting on a matching pair.

no matter how much you tell him to chill, he just can’t say no to her. 

𝓼𝗈𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗇◞ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝖽

soobin is the softest girl dad, always spoiling his daughter with affection. 

he’s incredibly patient, always listening intently to her long, imaginative stories. and if she ever cries, he’s immediately picking her up and rubbing her back, whispering, “daddy’s here, don’t cry, baby.” 

no matter how exhausted he is, if she brings over a book and asks, “daddy, can you read to me?” he’s immediately making room for her on his lap. he reads every word with so much care, doing different voices, even making up extra dialogue to make her giggle.

he finishes the last few lines softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead and whispering, "sweet dreams, my little princess."

𝓫𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎◞ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝖽

beomgyu is the ultimate chaotic dad, always coming up with pranks and silly jokes to make his daughter laugh. 

they have their own secret handshake and inside jokes, and he’s always making funny faces to cheer her up. he’s the dad that tickles her until she’s giggling uncontrollably, then immediately scooping her up to give her a million kisses. 

and if she was to ever get in trouble at school for being mischievous he would lowkey find it funny, but pretends to be serious when scolding her.

with beomgyu as her dad, every day was an adventure filled with laughter, mischief, and just the right amount of chaos.

𝓽𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇◞ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝖽

taehyun is the structured yet supportive dad who teaches his daughter about independence and self-confidence. he’s always encouraging her to try new things and never let anyone tell her she can’t do something. 

he helps her with homework, teaches her how to stand up for herself, and always gives the best life advice. even when she’s little, she looks up to him as the wisest person she knows.

turns every situation into a learning moment. “failing isn’t bad, sweetheart. it just means you're getting better."

even when she’s grown up, she still calls him for advice because dad always knows best.

𝓱𝗎𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝖺𝗂◞ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝖽

kai is the soft hearted dad who treats his daughter like his little best friend. 

he’s always up for hosting tea parties with her plushies, and binge-watching cartoons while snuggling in cozy blankets. he’s the type to make up cute lullabies and sing her to sleep every night.

plays his guitar just for her, turning every song into a silly tune to make her laugh. sometimes, he makes up little songs about her day.

no matter what she does, he’s her biggest cheerleader. whether she’s drawing, dancing, or trying something new, he’s always there with words of encouragement.

𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 , 𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎!

⌞🏷⌝ : ￫ 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇

𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗋 : 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗂�� 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒.

𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 swakai on tumblr 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒, 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾, 𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗎𝗉𝗅𝗈𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌!

[yesimwriting]

Happy new year! I wish you all a blessed 2025 ❤️

Now personally I don’t care the new years kiss tradition is about kissing your significant other, every single friend I love is getting love back from me when I’m drunk.

Bestie reader should absolutely give Louis the biggest platonic SMOOCH because he deserves it. He’d walk around with lipstick on his forehead or something, take a pic, save it for later to make fun of the level of readers intoxication.

a/n happy new year!! i'm totally the same about nye kisses and drinking, i get a little sappy and suddenly everyone in my life needs to know how much i mean to them lol i love this concept and it's perfect for the first fic of 2025!

also as a side note, going out/drinking with a vampire seems so perfect, ultimate scary dog privileges bc let some creepy man try anything and suddenly louis has a little late night snack <3 it sounds so freeing

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The music's heavy pulse has aligned itself with your own, the base of it reverberating through your chest so thoroughly it might as well take the place of your heart. You can't bring yourself to dislike the feeling.

"O-kay." Your enthusiasm breaks the word into two. You let yourself lean into the feeling, into the fullness of your joy. "I think the regular vodka's stronger than the jello shots, because it's vodka not vodka-jello."

Louis presses his lips together in an attempt to keep from grinning too broadly. "That makes sense."

Your eyes narrow as you give yourself a moment to absorb the response. "It does," the words are much more contemplative than they need to be, "I'm so smart."

This time, Louis lets himself react. He laughs at the deliberateness pressed into your syllables. You're too out of it to think to mind his reaction. "You're drunk."

You straighten slightly as if that'll be enough to prove him wrong. "I'm happy."

Louis extends an arm, placing a hand on your shoulder in an instinctual attempt at keeping you steady. You're not exactly implying instability, but he's spent enough time around you like this to know it's better to be safe than sorry.

"You're drunk."

You tilt your head at the correction, blinking at him curiously. "For some people, that's the same thing."

"Yeah?" The word is much too amused.

You nod enthusiastically, shifting your weight from foot to foot in a way that leaves Louis squeezing your arm a little tighter. "Yeah." You pause, eyebrows drawing together pensively as you struggle to grasp your next thought in its entirety. "I love you. I want you to be as happy as I am."

"Okay." He lets out a partial laugh. You're a good, terribly affectionate drunk. "I'm very happy. I promise."

His assurance doesn't seem to ease you. Instead of moving onto a separate topic of conversation or attempting to escape him in order to track down another shot, you frown. You step back slightly before lifting your arm. "Here."

You're holding your wrist out in front of him so innocently Louis can almost make himself forget what you're offering. "That--that's really nice of you, but I'm okay."

You frown, staring up at him with wide, sad eyes. Louis sighs, his fingers gently bending around your forearm. He pulls your hand down towards your side before stepping closer to you. In an abundance of precaution, he angles his head towards your ear. "I had that boy that grabbed your arm earlier, remember?"

"My blood is perfectly good--blood." Great, he's stumbled onto this argument again. You're not looking to be hurt, but for whatever reason, you're convinced that Louis's refusal to consume your blood to any extent is limiting your friendship. "Seriously, a doctor has never struggled to find my veins."

The defense is slurred and devoid of serious logic. Still, such a consistent mentioning of something he's always trying to ignore...always trying to forget makes it difficult to focus on anything else. The blood moving beneath your skin is warm against his palms, and it--the scent of it...

It is possible to stop. Some know how to resist, how to take just enough to feel something without bringing a life to its end. Lestat had possessed that kind of control, had used it when creating Claudia.

The thought leaves him more somber than he's prepared to be. Even if he could sense that kind of strength in himself, he--he couldn't use you in that way. Introducing you to his world at all was a cruel enough act on its own, he doesn't need to taint you further.

Louis squeezes his eyes shut, exhaling before pulling away slightly. He lifts your arm slowly, his thumb brushing against your wrist's pulse point. You watch him silently as he brings your inner forearm to his mouth. He presses his lips against your skin. "It's not you."

You're quiet for a second, something oddly sober briefly flickering behind your gaze. "I know," you relent slowly, "On some level, I know."

You look at him, then, with a careful awareness that often leaves him feeling like you're the one capable of looking into his mind. "But it better not be because you think your existence is some terrible burden you're inflicting onto me."

It's a warning he's used to hearing. His lips part, but before he can think of a response, the crowd around you shifts. A variety of voices blend together as they start to count, "...Ten...nine...."

"New years!" You beam, reaching for Louis's hand as you turn towards the others.

The countdown continues, the numbers oddly in sync for a bar so full of drunk individuals. The clock hits midnight, the crowd erupts into cheers.

You grin, straightening fully as you lean towards him. Before Louis can think to ask about what you're doing, you press your lips against his cheek. He can feel the residue of your lipgloss against his skin, but he can't bring himself to mind it. This isn't the first time you've gotten a little affectionate while drunk, but normally there's some warning. "What was that for?"

You shrug innocently, "New Years kiss."

You let go of him fully, halfheartedly pushing his arm off your shoulder as you start moving away from him. "Where are you going?"

"I want another shot." The response is absentmindedly thrown over your shoulder, like Louis should have had the foresight to follow you.

A part of him is glad that your back is to him. This way, he can grin openly without encouraging your behavior. "Slow down--you're in heels."

You turn at that, flashing your middle finger before continuing forward. Oh, you're not going to get the hear end of this tomorrow.

[legendary-pancakes]

Lyrics: The Storm - TheFatRat & Maisy Kay

“Little” ramble on the making of under the cut:

WOW this took a while! I came up with the concept in november 2023 and sketched out some extremely bad thumbnails that I kinda hated and then I didn’t work on it for like a year. flash forward to nov 2024 where I decided to a) draw tiny rectangles to do the thumbnails and then make them bigger later and b) sketch it on paper and. well. It Worked. Motivation exploded through the roof it was great

The og idea was originally 12 pages which would’ve been INSANE but I quickly realized what I could take out. I was originally going to have some pages without any lyrics on them to tell the story chronologically, but then I was like “wait. my audience is (mostly) Zelda fans who know the plot of the games. what am I doing” and I was also able to condense some elements so we ended up with only 7 pages. Yay!

I had a lot of fun working in mostly greyscale + accent colours, it was a fun challenge making everything contrast properly. The last page was a nightmare in terms of composition but @twist-dg helped me figure it out!

I’m really proud of this piece and of my improvement in drawing comic pages. My last attempt at something similar is here and tbh I kinda hate it (except the clouds I drew the clouds real good) but it’s really nice to see how far I’ve come

And uh yeah! The Storm a good song y’all should listen to it!

[nebrasska-alasska]

HEYYYYYY

Kay so before the next tsioq chapter blesses us all I MUST ask-

Throughout the story in tsioq so far, have there ever been instances where sonic’s inner monologues, for example when he would panic about knuckles knowing the truth about shadow, were wrong? And if so were any on purpose? If not, it’s all cool, I was just curious!

Have a lil doodle of the idiots giving you some motivation! >:)

Thats all! Have a great day/afternoon/night and don’t push yourself, do things on your own remark! :))

What a fun and unique question!!! What Knuckles and Tails knew and the extent of their conversations will be revealed in chapter 24, so I don't want to spoil anything!!! I'm really hoping that a lot of these uncertainties will be clarified in that chapter, so I should really go reread the story to make sure I don't miss anything hahaha

And thank you for the motivation!!! What a beautiful and fun drawing!!! I just got home from my weekend hiking adventure, so it's time for the final push to finish up Chapter 23. Here we go!!! :D

[erens-head]

Amenity

:Various! Yandere! My Hero Academia x Female! Civilian! Reader

In your words, you are a normal woman. You have an average job and a quirk that's nothing special. You have a husband, a well villain husband, and a son both who you love with all your heart. Life is great for you so far, and you wouldn't do anything to change that. That is until people start to pop out of nowhere and take a liking to your kindness. You thought it was just meaningless admirations, oh how terribly wrong you were.

Yandere List (you are here), Information, Prologue

Love Interests/Yanderes:

☆: platonic

♡: romantic

danger level: how much of a threat they pose to their darling or the people close to their darling. there are five stages.

1/5: harmless. These yanderes will not cause any type of harm to their darling or the people around their darling. They are slightly overprotective but not suffocating. They would leave their darling alone if it made them happier.

2/5: These yanderes, although relatively harmless, use blackmail or threats to anyone who is close to their darling. They will not cause any harm to their darling. They only allow relationships with their darling if they approve of said person. They might even share their darling with someone else.

3/5: Yanderes under this category are violent to anyone their darling cares about. While the others above don't actually draw out the threats they declare, this type does. Anyone who interacts with their darling is most of the time killed or injured. These types of yanderes will hurt their darling, although they will feel guilty and apologize.

4/5: Intense. Yanderes here are obsessive and possessive of their darling and have to know everything about them. They don't bother hiding their tendencies from their darling and even show their violent side. They will hurt their darling, maybe for their safety or even amusement. They might mock their darling or let them get hurt.

5/5: Extremely intense. Yanderes in this category will kill everyone their darling is close/cares about and have no mercy at all. They will lock their darling away from society so they will only have the privilege of enjoying their company. They might hurt their darling for punishment, fun, or boredom. These yanderes would rather kill their darling then let them leave.

♡: ALL FOR ONE

possessive, manipulative

danger level: 5/5

☆: TOMURA SHIGARAKI

possessive, impulsive

danger level: 3/5

☆: HIMIKO TOGA

obsessive, violent

danger level: 3/5

♡: JIN BUBAIGAWARA (twice)

obsessive, stalker

danger level: 2/5

♡: KAI CHISAKI

possessive, manipulative

danger level: 5/5

☆: TOUYA TODOROKI (dabi)

possessive, violent

danger level: 4/5

♡: TOSHINORI YAGI (all might)

obsessive, protective

danger level: 1/5

♡: ENJI TODOROKI (endeavor)

possessive, violent

danger level: 3/5

☆: KEIGO TAKAMI (hawks)

obsessive, stalker

danger level: 4/5

♡: SHOTA AIZAWA (eraserhead)

possessive, protective

danger level: 2/5

♡: HIZASHI YAMADA (present mic)

obsessive, stalker

danger level: 2/5

♡: NEMURI KAYAMA (midnight)

possessive, manipulative

danger level: 4/5

♡: RUMI USAGIYAMA (mirko)

possessive, manipulative

danger level: 4/5

♡: REI TODOROKI

possessive, violent

danger level: 5/5

☆: IZUKU MIDORIYA

obsessive, protective

danger level: 2/5

☆: KATSUKI BAKUGO

possessive, violent

danger level: 3/5

☆: SHOTO TODOROKI

possessive, impulsive

danger level: 2/5

☆: OCHACO URARAKA

obsessive, stalker

danger level: 2/5

☆: MOMO YAOYOROZU

possessive, protective

danger level: 2/5

☆: TENYA IIDA

obsessive, protective

danger level: 1/5

☆: FUMIKAGE TOKOYAMI

possessive, protective

danger level: 3/5

(Might add more as the story progresses)

Posted: 10/15

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