#they can become like semi regulars in comics

[chloesimaginationthings]

THE FULL SET IS COMPLETE YAY!

WOULD YOU GUYS LIKE MORE OF THESE THREE?? (Phone dude, phone guy and tape girl)

Let me know on this post!!

[manda-kat]

Look at my superhero characters and tell me which one you think sounds cooler:

Bloodbath. A vampire chosen by the vampire council (yes that exists) to deal with rogue vampires and quell the threat of discovery by humans. He is a ruthless hunter who sees humanity as nothing more than a meat source.

Killer Weed. A regular plant that has been mutated and given semi-human form. He gains sentience and shortly after develops a crush on Rose Bacon, an up and coming actress. In his attempts to pursue her, he comes across as a horrifying monster and his lack of understanding for humanity and communication means he lashes out and becomes a villain before he truly knows what's happening. He slowly develops and becomes wiser, but the damage has been done. He is now hopelessly devoted to Rose, becoming her violent stalker and frequent kidnapper.

Blue Guardian. A member of a small team of heroes from different planets. Blue is an alien with healing and psychic abilities. He mostly acts as support for his team and offers a mature and encouraging outlook when they need it.

Bunny. She carries a family power that gives her rabbit-like abilities, mostly her speed, hearing/sight, and a high jump. She is a skilled kick-boxer, loves parkour and makes up for her small size with ferocity, hidden behind a cute, shy exterior. She is on a team with other animal-themed heroines and is often the ambassador of empathy and kindness.

Butterfly. She is on the same team as Bunny. She is a rebellious, alternative girl with a free spirit kind of vibe. She doesn't want anyone telling her what to do- which can make her act abrasively to the rest of the team. She uses projected wings to fly and can dodge nearly any attack, as if it is in slow motion. Butterfly has a soft spot for kids and loves showing off her powers for them to make their days brighter.

[picturejasper20]

Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur Kid Kree/Mel-Varr character analysis

Kid Kree/Mel-Varr is a character that gets introduced in the Season 2 episode ¨Kid Kree¨ as a semi antagonist to Lunella and later becomes an ally and friend on the long run. He is a character that is original from the comics, having some differences in the way he is characterized in the series.

In this post i’m going to talk about his character, how he develops in this part of the season and his relationship with Lunella, which is important for his character growth.

Let’s start:

As i previously mentioned, Mel-Varr/Kid Kree gets introduced in the episode ¨Kid Kree¨. In this episode Lunella and Casey first meet Marvin scanning and acting strange with other people on the street. All this time Marvin is seen wearing his human disguise, which makes him pass off as a regular teenager. Later Lunella is asked by LOS to show Mel-Varr the school around. Since Mel-Varr is an alien there are many earthly traditions he doesn’t understand yet. He laughes too loudly when trying to imitate Lunella and mixes up words. He is pretty awkward when it comes to human interactions, still trying to get used to them.

During gym class, he approaches Lunella, who is working on some formulas she has, and brings up a small correction she should change in her math. Lunella quickly realizes that Mel-Varr is into science and math like she is and asks him if he would like to hang out later. Mel-Varr agrees but says that he has to receive a call from his father first.

It gets revealed that Mel-Varr is on a secret mission to capture Moon Girl, explaining why he is passing off as a student at school. He got sent to Earth by his own father,Pad-Var, to prove his worth as kree soldier and as punishment for having failed at the military academy. He explains to his father that he assumed Lunella was Moon Girl but the tests he ran didn’t match the results. He doesn’t know that Lunella is Moon Girl and visversa.

The reality is that Mel-Varr doesn’t enjoy being a warrior. It is something that was forced by his father, who sets very high expectations on him. Kree’s society puts emphasis on its people to be soldiers, or at least the social circles Mel-Varr finds himself in his species. He mainly follows what his father tells him because that’s what is expected of him and he really wants his approval.

Mel-Varr is into science and math, something that Pad-Var heavily disapproves of when they interact. Their relationship is very strained because of this, as Mel-Varr feels like he can’t be himself around his father and he is forced to be someone he doesn’t want to. Pad-Var acts pretty distant towards his own son, more often refering to him as a soldier rather than his own family.

There are implications that Mel-Varr didn’t have any friends before coming to Earth as he mentions that he was bullied in his previous school by his peers for being a ¨nerd¨. So not only he has a complicated relationship with his father, there is the chance that he is rejected by other people from around his age as well.

This is why Mel-Varr doesn’t take time in befriending Lunella: She is someone he feels like can be his own self around. He doesn’t have to hide who he is. They both bond over having similar interests and ways of thinking, something that Lunella herself appreciates since she was interested in finding someone she could talk about science as well.

As Mel-Varr helps Lunella with her inventions, the two become closer and hang out very often. On the other hand, Moon Girl and Kid Kree develop a sort of rivalry between the two, trying to Outsmart the other on each encounter they have. During this time Mel-Varr and Lunella are unaware that Mel-Varr is fact helping Lunella to come up with weapons to defeat ¨Kid Kree¨.

During the same day Lunella invites Mel-Varr for dinner and to meet her family, Moon Girl and Kid Kree have another encounter in which Mel-Varr loses his communicator-phone that he uses to contact his father. Lunella grabs it and takes it to her lab to examine it.

Along with Casey, they both learn that Kid Kree is Mel-Varr by checking a visual-audio recording saved on his communicator. This makes Lunella very upset, jumping to conclusions about Mel-Varr instead of talking to him and calls Pad-Var to provoke him.

During dinner Lunella reveals to Mel-Varr that he knows his secret identity as Kid Kree by giving him his  communicator back. This leads to Mel-Varr to realize that Lunella is Moon Girl too. Lunella also tells him that she called his father, making Mel-Varr get very nervous at the mention of it.

When asked by Mimi about it, Mel-Var explains to the Lafayette family that his father is forcing him to do things he doesn’t want to and be someone he isn’t. He was happy to meet Lunella because he could be himself around her. For the language and expression Mel-Varr has when talking about Pad-Var, it gives the impression that their relationship is abusive to an extent. He gets scared by the idea of having to talk to him and the mere mention of him. He leaves the department, not before clarifying to Lunella that he didn’t know that she was Moon Girl.

Realizing her mistake, Lunella goes after Mel-Varr as Moon Girl and followed by Devil behind. They find him on top of a buiding, where Pad-Var’s ships arrives to pick up Mel-Varr. Pad-Var sees Moon Girl and Devil and fights them to capture them. While the fight is happening, Lunella apologizes to Mel-Varr for jumping to conclusions and causing trouble for him. She wants for the two of them to be friends and asks him to tell his father how he truly feels about him.

Mel-Varr decides to help Lunella fighting against Pad-Var and gains the courage to tell him that he can’t be what his is expected to be and that in reality he prefers to study science, even if Pad-Var doesn’t approve of it. Instead of being dissapointed, the commander shows interest in Mel-Varr’s inventions, seeing that they could be useful in battle. He asks Mel-Varr to come back so they could put his science skills on use.

After the fight, Lunella and Mel-Varr still remain friends and Marvin gives Lunella a communicator, so they can keep in contact with each other. Mel-Varr goes inside the spaceship, saying goodbye to Lunella.

Kid Kree retuns in the episode ¨In The Heist¨. He is first seen when Lunella calls him using the comunicator to ask him about the crystal that she and the kids are shown to in the museum. Mel-Varr is doing what resembles a military obstacle course while talking to Lunella, indicating he was able to rejoin his previous school, mentioned in ¨Kid Kree¨. This means he is still trying to be a soldier or that kids in his planet are trained to be soldiers from a young age.

He shows to be deeply concerned about the crystal being inside the museum. He tells to Lunella to take out of there since it has special powers that, when exposed under direct sunlight, it generates horrible weather conditions, which in Kree society are used for a tradition called ¨Bloodvember¨. This demostrates that while he wasn’t on Earth for a long time, he cares about it enough for people to not get hurt by the crystal’s powers.

Mel-Varr shows up near the end of the episode to retrieve the crystal that Lunella and the STEAM kids took from the museum. He hangs out with Lunella and laughs at her retelling of the heist she and others carried out to get the crystal. They both act a bit awkward with each other, making Mel-Varr almost forget taking the crystal with him in the process. He gives a side hug to Lunella and says goodbye, going back to his home planet.

Mel-Varr shows up one last time in Season 2 A in the episode ¨Dancing With Myself¨. When Lunella is talking to Devil about how she doesn’t have anyone that could be her date for the school dance, Mel-Varr drops from the sky near them and explains to Lunella that the Zargarian (an moth like alien race) are after him because they are sworn enemies to the Pad-Var and they are trying to capture him (again). He asks to Lunella if she knows any place to hide, specially if it is dark to not attract the Zargarian.

Instead of taking Mel-Varr to a more secure place to hide, Lunella asks him if he could try hiding inside the school dance. She persuades him into believing that it is safe and could help him with ¨fitting in¨ with other teenagers to go unnoticed. Lunella’s true motive is that she is the only one at the dance she doesn’t have a date and takes the opportunity that Mel-Varr is   here to have someone to ¨date¨ and that way fit in with the others.

Mel-Varr quickly goes along with it, probably because he believes that he is going to be safe from the Moth men while hiding in the school. He is still unaware of human culture as a whole, so he trusts that whatever Lunella is telling him is safe. Another point that could be made is that Mel-Varr was in part interested in being Lunella’s date considering he really likes her romantically speaking. Perhaps he wanted to know how dating worked for humans and wanted to try it out.

In the school dance, they both try imitating what other couples do but it ends up with both of them feeling very awkward and uncomfortable while doing so. It isn’t a situation they enjoy, they feel pressured to do it just to fit in with their peers (mainly from Lunella’s side). In a moment they start talking about science and Lunella stops Mel-Varr, telling him that they should ¨act¨ more like the other couples.

Some time passes when Mel-Varr asks Lunella if they could go elsewhere to hide from the Moth men. Lunella promises they’ll go after a slow dance and Mel-Varr agrees to it if they leave the place after that. They both seem to be having fun dancing until the spotlight light turns on and Lunella asks them to stay a bit longer.

Finally Mel-Varr snaps at Lunella, telling her to stop. He then explains that the whole dating thing makes him feel uncomfortable and that he ¨is still a kid¨. He doesn’t feel ready to get involved in romantic things even though he admits he really likes Lunella. The spotlight light falls on them, attracting the Moth men who take Mel-Varr.

In the middle of the chaos, Lunella learns that the rest of her friends were dating other people because they thought that that’s what they were supposed to do for a school dance and in reality they feel the same as her when it comes to dating. This make her realize her mistake and goes to look for Mel-varr. Lunella apologizes for pressuring him into being her date, admiting that she was also uncomfortable and if they could stay as friends instead. Mel-Varr happily agrees to the idea.

Lunella frees Mel-Varr and they both take their identities as Moon Girl and Kid Kree to fight against the Zargarian. Eventually Devil and the rest of the school join the fight, helping with chasing the Moth men away. Mel-Varr and Lunella go back their non-superhero identities and return to inside the school. The episode ends with Lunella and Mel-Varr having fun dancing in the school dance, not as a couple but as friends.

Another aspect that is worth of bringing up from this episode is that Mel-Varr still struggles with standing up for himself. While what Lunella taking him to the school dance was wrong, he admits that he could have said something sooner about it. He could have been more clear with Lunella that they had to leave the school earlier. It seems to be an issue that he is trying to work through ever since the episode ¨Kid Kree¨.

As for what direction his character arc could take next, it is possible he starts living on Earth since he that’s where Lunella is and he seems enjoy being more on Earth than his own planet overall. It could also be that he moves in out of safety reasons, having in mind that he seems to be the target of plenty of his father’s enemies.

In all, Mel-Varr/Kid Kree is someone who starts as a somewhat enemy of Moon Girl until he realizes that he has a lot of common with her and they become friends. He becomes someone close to Lunella as well as an ally. Thanks to her, Mel-Varr gets inspired to stand up for himself and stay true to who his is as a person.

[huggingtentacles]

I just wanted to ask why you think Summons are *inherently* cheese, exactly? It's... like it's just a part of the game. You don't have to use it, but people who use it aren't cheesing the game -- the game is unfair, by design, and it expects you to get every edge you can. Like, you not liking summons is fine, but by the exact same token, people that use summons are also fine?? and judging them for using a game mechanic you don't to enjoy the game is... like, kinda not cool actually. No respect for the summon gankers that dogpile invaders tho. those guys suck.

I explained in a big post about summons I'm a bit too lazy to find it now here are the points from it quickly. I wanna preface this by saying that the game isn't actually unfair. There are literally like 1 unreactable attack in the entire game, and a couple bosses are badly designed with poor visibility, but those are exceptions that prove the rule, those are mistakes the devs made.

1. Summons break the combat fundamentally due to the fact that no boss in the game, not even the ones intended to be fought in a group like Radahn, have the capacity to fight 2 different targets at the same time. The whole game is fundamentally dodging and hitting: finding openings to attack a boss and learning timings to avoid damage. With summons you can remove that entirely by controlling the aggro of a boss.

2. Spirit summons specifically lower the multiplayer activity. Fromsoft removed solo invasions and spirit summons are much easier to use than finding a real player, so there is less coop happening and less invasions. The game became less social as a result.

3. The playerbase is fractured because of how fundamentally different the game is for those who use summons. When someone beats a boss and posts about it on Tumblr my first question always is "Did you use summons?" because if they didn't, only then I know that they actually learned the boss or found an interesting strategy. "Oh but huggingtentacles isn't that kinda mean, why aren't you just happy for everyone who beats a boss?" because I'm tired of keeping congratulating their mimic tear. Someone even made a funny comic way back in the day about how it's actually the mimic tear who deserves to become Elden Lord lol. "But the player themselves also participated in the fight" Maybe they did, but they didn't have to.

4. Spirit summons have 0 trade-off. It's only benefits and zero drawbacks. Back in the day you had to spend some minor resource for it that was semi-valuable in other fromsoft games, but in Elden Ring there is no cost to summoning, making them always the optimal strategy for every fight. It's the definition of overpowered. It's badly balanced compared to the rest of the game. With regular summons it's only kinda true. They're still overpowered but at least bosses get higher resistances, health and stance. Doesn't affect the rest of the game tho.

I don't judge anyone using spirit summons or summons in general. I dislike the mechanic for my personal reasons, but the people who use it are fine. Maybe they just don't want to engage with the combat in a combat centred action RPG. Let's be real, Elden Ring is just a dress-up game with combat.

I just think having a mechanic like that diminishes the experience of Fromsoft games and takes away a lot from the gameplay and the whole "overcoming adversity for a satisfying victory" thing. They could make it better, improve the enemy AI, add a real cost to summoning. It's not fundamentally a bad idea it's just badly executed.

[electricprincess96]

You know what I like about The Batman (2022) in an era of pessimism surrounding Batman and the Batman characters, where comics writers want to portray him as an abusive father and potentially just as much of a problem for Gotham as his rogues, Matt Reeves fundamentally understands that Batman is just as much a symbol of hope as he is a weapon of fear.

The ending to The Batman is clearly setting up a Bruce Wayne origin story, where Bruce realises that he can do plenty of good as both Batman and Bruce Wayne. Batman can inspire hope and safety to civilians who need his protection while Bruce Wayne can do the sort of good Batman never can, rebuilding his city and giving hope back to the people in the hours after Batman has saved the day.

Matt Reeves seems to fundamentally reject the semi popular notion perpetuated by some nowadays that Batman is "the problem" that if he didn't exist Gotham wouldn't be any worse off than a regular city. Reeves understands that's not the case, he understands that the whole argument of "Batman doesn't actually get these people help because without villains there'd be no need for Batman" is fundamentally flawed because if you understood Batman at his core you'd understands he does not want to be Batman (which is why when the argument of successors comes up and people say Nightwing doesn't want it, that's a stupid argument the best choice for Batman will always be someone who does not want to be Batman). Bruce wants a world where 8 year old Bruce Wayne doesn't have his parents so cruelly and violently snatched from him at a young age. Bruce becomes Batman to try and save other children from that fate, he doesn't always succeed because he is just a human but that is his goal, not doing it for kicks or anything and should he ever feel Gotham is in a place where it doesn't need Batman anymore he'd gladly stop.

This is clear from watching the movie but even more clear from looking at the comic books he names as inspiration for the movie. Batman Year One, Batman The Long Halloween and Batman Ego.

So yeah I have close to zero excitement levels for James Gunns Batman, I don't particularly love James Gunns directing, I don't care too much for a lot of his Batman takes that I've seen. HOWEVER I am SUPER excited for The Batman Part 2 because I trust Matt Reeves does actually love Batman as a character and will continue to do him justice.

Also Robert Pattinson is a good actor who for a long time was unfairly tainted by Twilight and I'm very happy to see him getting the recognition he deserves.

[kbspangler]

Where to find me, Tumblr version

Like everyone else who uses Twitter as a rowdy bar where you can read highfalutin political takes while watching the real-time saga of a brother-in-law who accidentally purchased an entire semi trailer full of uncooked rice, I'm now searching for my social media home once that bird site implodes. Here is my current "Where to find me" list [updated June 2023] as I poke around.

A Girl and Her Fed (webcomic). Long-running science-fiction webcomic with quite a lot of ghosts. Once written and drawn by me, now drawn by @alepresser. Very infrequent news updates on non-AGAHF projects and books. No personal information shared.

SideQuested (webcomic) - Brand-new medieval fantasy comic about queer disaster teenagers falling in love all over the place. Written by Ale and myself, drawn by Ale. Very infrequent news updates on non-SideQuested projects and books. No personal information shared.

kbspangler.com - Personal website which is updated when I have major project news such as book releases, etc. Personal information is shared, but the focus is on writing, editing, and comics. Has a signup link for my mailing list, which I have now sent out...um...twice? This is also where potential editing clients can query me about their projects.

Patreon - Regular updates on Monday/Thursday with AGAHF comics. Semi-frequent news updates on projects and books. No personal information shared. Basically paywalled with a minimum of $1 a month.

Bluesky: I'm hoping this will become the viable Twitter alternative for its seamless politics-to-shitpost experience, but as of this update it's invite-only.

Redwombat server on Mastodon: I use this mainly because some good friends migrated to Mastodon. Comic updates are posted regularly, with irregular use for everything else.

Goodreads -I have some control over how content is displayed, but not much. New releases will appear; I do not update the news function. No personal information shared.

Amazon Author - I have some control over how content is displayed, but not much. New releases will appear; I do not update the news function. No personal information shared.

KBSpangler on Instagram - Mostly squatting on my name. Updates infrequently.

I'm not on Facebook or TikTok. Anyone claiming to be me, isn't.

*sigh* I just want to be able to liveblog congressional hearings and get in shouty fights about selling koalas.

[spinningbagel]

I feel as though prior context is needed for how exactly One and Leo came to meeting one another if I’m making future posts about these guys. So have a very shitty explanation copy and pasted from the Isle Archives (place where I keep any and all lore about the world & characters)

So, Leo is just wandering around the sky kingdom one day doing who cares what, they hear a noise coming from an alleyway, quite a loud noise too so they check it out, thinking it’s some feral cat or something (in a way it kinda is, One’s a lil feral.) anyways. They check it out, the noise was coming from the dumpster there so he opens it, and what do they see? One, holding a mouldy piece of pizza in one hand, mouth wide open and half curled up in on himself. And because I’m a sucker for comical timing and things, the pizza toppings kids just…slide into One’s mouth, mould and all. Leo shuts the dumpster lid for a moment, giving both them and One a moment to collect themselves. He opens the lid once more, One looking significantly more put together (or as put together someone living in a dumpster can get)

Not too sure on the following interaction but it ends with Leo begging for One to mentor him and One declining and making sure the kid stays silent about his hideout and sending him off.

Leo comes back pretty often after that, once every couple of days or so, always trying to get One to mentor them and with One declining, it goes on for awhile and as much as One hates to admit it, he gets used to the regular visits from Leo (much like he gets used to the semi-regular meals from Nora)

Eventually, Leo has this realisation that they can pretty much force One to be their mentor. So, that day, they go to the dumpster and One is fully prepared to once again turn the kid down until they pull the “be my mentor or I’ll tell the king your here” and that works, because One is rightfully afraid of being locked up again.

(+1 mentor for Leo 💪💪💪)

So that’s pretty much them meeting + One becoming Leo’s mentor, not much other than that fun interaction.

[enslaughts]

the dividends of experience. . .

#𝙴𝙽𝚂𝙻𝙰𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂   :   a  low  activity  horror - heavy  multimuse  roleplay  blog  for  characters  featured  in  mixed  media,  including life is strange,  the quarry,  the last of us,  stranger things,  dc + marvel, succession,  supernatural,  yellowjackets,  star wars,  twilight,  the grishaverse,  hunger games,  and more.     headcanon heavy.

an ode to  :  teenage horror,  body terror,  ignorance as bliss,  mirrors behind sheets, and things that go bump in the night.     𝟶𝟺/𝟷𝟾/𝟸𝟹. written  by  jean,  23,  white,  they/any,  cst. on hiatus.

roster.     prompts.

currently consuming : the last of us part i and ii, the bear

high muse.

sean diaz.     life is strange 2. karen reynolds.     life is strange 2. jesper fahey.     the grishaverse.     @dvrast​ cat saetang.     the last of us. tommy miller.     the last of us. kendall roy.     succession,  not spoiler free. javi martinez.     yellowjackets,  not spoiler free. laura lee.     yellowjackets,  not spoiler free. cassian andor.     star wars. k-2so.     star wars. peter parker. the amazing spider - man. bruce wayne. batman: unburied. jason todd. arkham knight. peeta mellark.     the hunger games.

dash rules.

000. . .     disclaimer.

just a little one !     i am very new to dc + marvel comics and find myself often overwhelmed with the amount of issues there are to read.     i’ve got the spirit,  but i may or may not know the basics about your muse when it comes to comic based portrayals.     i apologize in advance,  but it’s nothing a little plotting can’t fix,  so if i pop into your ims with stupid questions about your muse, this is why.     but as always,  if you’re still down to clown,  i am very much too !

001. . .     activity.

i'll be frank : i write pretty sporadically, and this goes for ic and ooc interactions. i can get overwhelmed juggling responsibilities often, and socializing is one of the first things to go.     i un  /  fortunately work 40 hour work weeks,    and only get every other weekend off,  so my schedule makes consistent activity difficult on top of my focus. if i can successfully plot something with you, i find my muse is sooo much more involved, but i'm contradictorily bad at it due to the reasons above ; it's truly hit or miss, and i understand if that becomes frustrating for any of my partners.    sometimes i’ll be able to get out a couple drafts a week,  others merely once,  or not at all. if i haven’t replied or answered something in a while,  please know it’s nothing personal, i’m just taking my time until i feel good about what i can put down.     writing is a hobby i enjoy, but if you're looking for a blog with any sort of regularity, this isn't the one for you. i have other rp blogs i try to run as well,  therefore i might be very slow on this one at times.     i can be quite the flaky rp partner,  so i apologize in advance for that and completely understand if my antics   [  or lack thereof  ]   result in an unfollow. if i go longer than two months without activity, i'll try to make a hiatus notice.

002. . .     following.  

because of the previously stated,  i’m also highly selective with who i rp with.     i want to not to bite off more than i can chew,  and for the sake of pacing myself,  my activity will be reserved for mutuals only.     if my thread count gets too high for my liking, it's not uncommon that i drop threads, but i will absolutely try and let you know if that happens.     duplicates are always welcome <;3   [  let me know if you need me to tag same - muse posts and i’ll be happy to !  ] i regularly go on softblocking sprees to keep my follower count semi - low, but do feel free to re - follow if you feel like the stars merely misaligned for our first bout of mutual following and i'd be very down to give it another shot. on that note, it'll take me a week+ to follow back sometimes, as i like to read through not only rules, but dossiers and verse pages, especially for ocs, so it can take a hot minute.

003. . .     etiquette.

the basics  ;  don’t be an asshole,  any transphobia,  biphobia,  homophobia,  racism,  whitewashing,  pro - shipping,  incest,  etc,  will be blocked on sight.     no godmodding,  please cut your threads,  continue asks in new posts,  etc,  and no stealing of any personal concepts of mine.     loose inspiration is fine,  but if i see repeated similarities,  i may or may not approach you about it.     formatting - wise,  here is an example of my prose style.     i primarily use big ol’ text and static or no icons,  beta editor + xkit rewritten,  but feel free to format however you like and i’ll try to match you somewhat. since my concussion, however, i will no longer be threading with super small text or anything heavily formatted, as this can strain my eyes and make headaches worse, even with my glasses.

004. . .     shipping.  

i’m all about exploring meaningful dynamics,  whether they be platonic,  familial,  antagonistic,  pre - established,  etc,  so feel free to shoot me a message if you’d like to plot something out between our muses !     while the mun of this blog is 18+,  smut just really isn’t my thing  ;  referenced  ‘ offscreen ’  as it were is fine,  as are nfsfw headcanons and such,  maybe fade to black  /  time skips,  but for the most part,  you won’t find any roleplayed smut on this blog.     this of course is muse dependent and does not apply to any underage muses.     romance is fine to some degree,  but again,  if they are a child,  anything beyond lighthearted and innocent experiences are off limits,  no exceptions.     if i see you’ve aged up a minor character for shipping purposes,  it will result in an instant unfollow.     if at some point i flesh out adult verses for them,  these shipping rules will not change.     on that note as well,  i do prefer to rp with muns who are also 18+.     i don’t see your age somewhere in your rules or pinned,  it will affect my willingness to follow.

005. . .     memes.

memes from anyone,  anytime,  for the muse or for the mun,  are always welcome,  and often a go - to ice breaker of mine since starter calls make me nervous.     please don’t hesitate to send a good handful since i try not to cage myself into answering ones i just don’t have muse for.     i find if i force stuff,  i’m just less likely to ever actually get it done,  so don’t feel like you’re overwhelming me if you send more than just a couple for me to choose from.     please remember to specify which muse your asks are for unless it’s to one of my sideblogs.     if you want to start a thread from an ask,  i greatly encourage it since i try to write most answers as potential starters anyway ! lastly, any memes in my tag aren't expired. if i don't want them sent in anymore, i'll delete them from the tag.

006. . .     triggers.  

this blog leans horror - adjacent in many ways,  and this blog will be portraying that accordingly,  including trigger - heavy content such as  :  depression,  ptsd,  panic attacks,  violence,  murder,  kidnapping,  self harm,  smoking,  abuse  /  neglect,  animal death,  horror elements,  cannibalism,  torture,  brainwashing,  death  /  resurrection,  religious imagery,  etc,  but i will try to tag it as  ‘ trigger // ’.     on that note,  please do keep in mind  :  any abuse present on my blog will be in headcanons or backstories,  never actual threads.     if i’m writing with villain muses,  physical harm may be present,  but i refuse to roleplay any domestic  /  animal  /  harm or abuse in any form.     my personal triggers are visual eye gore,  visual self harm,  and visual vomit.     please do feel free to say something if i forget to tag a post and i’ll try to tag it for you right away !

whew. all that said, i'm jean, 23, white, and i use they/any pronouns ! thank you for taking the time to read my rules,  and rest assured if i follow you,  that means i’ve read through yours as well <3 discord is available for mutuals upon request.

007. . .     blogroll.

enslaughts.     a medium activity horror - heavy multimuse. dvrast.     a selective jesper fahey. low activity.     follows from enslaughts. wolfsp1der.     an original spider character. low activity. fists4once. a fandomless, original archie andrews. low activity. wayfares.     a selective western multimuse. hiatus. greatloss.     a selective slow five hargreeves. hiatus. clericlost.     a selective slow william byers. hiatus. mindsflayed.     a selective slow mind flayer + vecna. hiatus.     follows from clericlost.

[kinfraughtdoc]

░ 「 dossier 」

░ BIOGRAPHICAL:

NAME: kamei yasuko PRONOUNS: she/they DATE OF BIRTH: december 9th, 1999 HEIGHT: 5'5 EYE COLOR: dark brown; hazel-y in some lights. HAIR: black straight hair, cropped just above the shoulders with bangs that sit just over the brow. somewhat unkempt; likely to have a stray hair here or there. OCCUPATION: jujutsu sorcerer, bounty hunter ( post 2017 ) AFFILIATION: jujutsu sorcerers, independent ( post 2017 ) GRADE: semi first grade PLACE OF RESIDENCE: tokyo ( post 2017 )

░ PERSONALITY:

ALIGNMENT: true neutral MBTI: intj - introverted, intuitive, thinking, judging TEMPERMENT: melancholic APPROVE: quiet, justice, pragmatism, marine life, drum and bass, reading, velvet, innovators, american comics, parks at night, winter, black coffee, ufos DISAPPROVE: the summer heat, the color green, salty things, holier than thou individuals, egoists, grocery shopping, self-important sorcerers, cursed spirits, baseball ░ ABILITIES:

SHIKIGAMI SUMMONING: like the majority of modern sorcerers descendent from the kamei clan; yasuko is a shikigami-user. she posses three regular shikigami which are at her disposal. however whereas most sorcerers may rely on benevolent shikigami, the kamei clan specializes specifically in the summoning of yokai and other malevolent spirits.

SHITANAGA UBA: this is yasuko's most utilized shikigami; a youkai which takes the form of an older woman with a demonic countenance and an abnormally long tongue. her tongue is the primary mechanism of attack, able to travel at high-speeds to deliver blunt force damage. the maneuverability of her tongue also allows it to be utilized to grab, bind, and strangle. yasuko also utilizes this shikigami to hold cursed tools which are dispelled from its mouth.

SHUNOBON: the shunobon is a terrifying creature, with a singular large eye and a devilish grin. it is an excellent mid-range shikigami which can grapple with close-range opponents and launch destructive sound-waves with the gnashing of its jagged teeth. its gaze also offers some utility, providing a sort of spectral eyesight that can see through some solid objects. its appearance is sufficient in terrifying weaker willed opponents. its greatest strength to yasuko is its appetite for cursed spirits. it can easily exorcise lower grade cursed spirits by simply consuming them.

OSAKABE HIME: yasuko is unaware of the true identity of this shikigami; instead knowing it as a nameless goryo that has followed her since early middle-school. it is the most human of the three shikigami, appearing a noble woman with a terrifying gaze. unbeknowst to yasuko, osakabe hime is the shikigami that negotiated with her clans progentior - setting in motion the generational long curse that has plagued the kamei for centuries. osakabe hime prefers to be left alone, meaning she only becomes 'active' once one of her other shikigami messengers have been temporarily slain. she primarily manifests in reflections, manifesting to aid yasuko. when 'active' she will attempt to make prolonged eye contact with yasuko's opponent. if this occurs it triggers yasuko's cursed technique. total possession. osakabe hime being 'active' has various impacts on the surrounding environment. such as lights flickering and objects being flung across the room.

CURSED TECHNIQUE, TOTAL POSSESION: this technique is a simple cursed technique, activated by direct prolonged eye contact once the goryo, osakabe hime, is active. when this technique is successfully activated the victim is forced to mirror yasuko's actions - losing control of their ability to move independently. over the course of the total possession technique, the goryo will gradually manifest over the victim's shoulder - inducing a state of total despair. this technique is reliant on both the willpower of the caster and the victim. a victim with a stronger willpower, and relatively high intelligence, can resist the goryo. this can mean the goryo is relegated to only controlling one limb or is completely repulsed.

DOMAIN EXPANSION, OMAGATOKI: yasuko's incomplete domain is omagatoki (逢魔時, the hour of meeting evil spirits). it takes the form of a Edo-era walled city, cloaked in twilight. time is distorted within this domain, meaning several seconds can feel like a year to those within. she has not been successful in constructing this domain.

[wolfsp1der]

#𝚆𝙾𝙻𝙵𝚂𝙿𝟷𝙳𝙴𝚁 : a  selective low  activity  kaeden ' kae ' klein  aka  wolf  spider  roleplay  sideblog  for  an original character  based  in  sony's into / across the spider - verse.      un - affiliated with earth - 13989's spider - wolf, crossover friendly !

an ode to  :  terrible, horrible,  no good, very bad luck, a good liar's web, and making a home in your own skin.     𝟶𝟼/𝟷𝟷/𝟸𝟹.     spun  by  jean,  23,  white,  they/any,  cst.

prompts.     footnotes.

dash rules.

you do not need to be following my main to follow and interact with me over here.     however,  i do require that i be following you from there before interaction.

000. . .     disclaimer.

just a little one !     i am very new to dc + marvel comics and find myself often overwhelmed with the amount of issues there are to read.     i’ve got the spirit,  but i may or may not know the basics about your muse when it comes to comic based portrayals.     i apologize in advance,  but it’s nothing a little plotting can’t fix,  so if i pop into your ims with stupid questions about your muse, this is why.     but as always,  if you’re still down to clown,  i am very much too !

001. . .     activity.

i'll be frank : i write pretty sporadically, and this goes for ic and ooc interactions. i can get overwhelmed juggling responsibilities often, and socializing is one of the first things to go.     i un  /  fortunately work 40 hour work weeks,    and only get every other weekend off,  so my schedule makes consistent activity difficult on top of my focus. if i can successfully plot something with you, i find my muse is sooo much more involved, but i'm contradictorily bad at it due to the reasons above ; it's truly hit or miss, and i understand if that becomes frustrating for any of my partners.    sometimes i’ll be able to get out a couple drafts a week,  others merely once,  or not at all. if i haven’t replied or answered something in a while,  please know it’s nothing personal, i’m just taking my time until i feel good about what i can put down.     writing is a hobby i enjoy, but if you're looking for a blog with any sort of regularity, this isn't the one for you. i have other rp blogs i try to run as well,  therefore i might be very slow on this one at times.     i can be quite the flaky rp partner,  so i apologize in advance for that and completely understand if my antics   [  or lack thereof  ]   result in an unfollow. if i go longer than two months without activity, i'll try to make a hiatus notice.

002. . .     following.  

because of the previously stated,  i’m also highly selective with who i rp with.     i want to not to bite off more than i can chew,  and for the sake of pacing myself,  my activity will be reserved for mutuals only.     if my thread count gets too high for my liking, it's not uncommon that i drop threads, but i will absolutely try and let you know if that happens.     duplicates are always welcome &lt;;3   [  let me know if you need me to tag same - muse posts and i’ll be happy to !  ] i regularly go on softblocking sprees to keep my follower count semi - low, but do feel free to re - follow if you feel like the stars merely misaligned for our first bout of mutual following and i'd be very down to give it another shot. on that note, it'll take me a week+ to follow back sometimes, as i like to read through not only rules, but dossiers and verse pages, especially for ocs, so it can take a hot minute.

003. . .     etiquette.

the basics  ;  don’t be an asshole,  any transphobia,  biphobia,  homophobia,  racism,  whitewashing,  pro - shipping,  incest,  etc,  will be blocked on sight.     no godmodding,  please cut your threads,  continue asks in new posts,  etc,  and no stealing of any personal concepts of mine.     loose inspiration is fine,  but if i see repeated similarities,  i may or may not approach you about it.     formatting - wise,  here is an example of my prose style.     i primarily use big ol’ text and static or no icons,  beta editor + xkit rewritten,  but feel free to format however you like and i’ll try to match you somewhat. since my concussion, however, i will no longer be threading with super small text or anything heavily formatted, as this can strain my eyes and make headaches worse, even with my glasses.

004. . .     shipping.  

i’m all about exploring meaningful dynamics,  whether they be platonic,  familial,  antagonistic,  pre - established,  etc,  so feel free to shoot me a message if you’d like to plot something out between our muses !     while the mun of this blog is 18+,  smut just really isn’t my thing  ;  referenced  ‘ offscreen ’  as it were is fine,  as are nfsfw headcanons and such,  maybe fade to black  /  time skips,  but for the most part,  you won’t find any roleplayed smut on this blog.     this of course is muse dependent and does not apply to any underage muses.     romance is fine to some degree,  but again,  if they are a child,  anything beyond lighthearted and innocent experiences are off limits,  no exceptions.     if i see you’ve aged up a minor character for shipping purposes,  it will result in an instant unfollow.     if at some point i flesh out adult verses for them,  these shipping rules will not change.     on that note as well,  i do prefer to rp with muns who are also 18+.     i don’t see your age somewhere in your rules or pinned,  it will affect my willingness to follow.

005. . .     memes.

memes from anyone,  anytime,  for the muse or for the mun,  are always welcome,  and often a go - to ice breaker of mine since starter calls make me nervous.     please don’t hesitate to send a good handful since i try not to cage myself into answering ones i just don’t have muse for.     i find if i force stuff,  i’m just less likely to ever actually get it done,  so don’t feel like you’re overwhelming me if you send more than just a couple for me to choose from.     please remember to specify which muse your asks are for unless it’s to one of my sideblogs.     if you want to start a thread from an ask,  i greatly encourage it since i try to write most answers as potential starters anyway ! lastly, any memes in my tag aren't expired. if i don't want them sent in anymore, i'll delete them from the tag.

006. . .     triggers.  

this blog leans horror - adjacent in many ways,  and this blog will be portraying that accordingly,  including trigger - heavy content such as  :  depression,  ptsd,  panic attacks,  body horror, violence,  murder,  kidnapping,  abuse  /  neglect,  animal death,  horror elements,   expirimentation,  death  /  resurrection,  religious imagery,  etc,  but i will try to tag it as  ‘ trigger // ’.     on that note,  please do keep in mind  :  any abuse present on my blog will be in headcanons or backstories,  never actual threads.     if i’m writing with villain muses,  physical harm may be present,  but i refuse to roleplay any domestic  /  animal  /  harm or abuse in any form.     my personal triggers are visual eye gore,  visual self harm,  and visual vomit.     please do feel free to say something if i forget to tag a post and i’ll try to tag it for you right away !

whew. all that said, i'm jean, 23, white, and i use they/any pronouns ! thank you for taking the time to read my rules,  and rest assured if i follow you,  that means i’ve read through yours as well <3 discord is available for mutuals upon request.

007. . .     blogroll.

enslaughts.     a medium activity horror - heavy multimuse. dvrast.     a selective jesper fahey. low activity.     follows from enslaughts. wolfsp1der.     an original spider - person. low activity. wayfares.     a selective western multimuse. hiatus. greatloss.     a selective slow five hargreeves. hiatus. clericlost.     a selective slow william byers. hiatus. mindsflayed.     a selective slow mind flayer + vecna. hiatus.     follows from clericlost.

[assortedvillainvault]

Some More Disney Villain Headcannons:

Once again relating to my self indulgent mixed universe AU, but for the ladies this this time:

Ursula:

Being impaled by a shipwreck in your moment of glory leaves a certain amount of psycological scarring.

Yeah hers is definitely one of the more brutal villain deaths and as such there’s not many that can relate, except Maleficent, who especially relates.

Fortunately for Maleficent ‘swords of truth’ tend not to be scattered around the realm waiting for her. For Ursula... it’s a bit more complicated.

She still has her lair underwater, but due to how squished the merged realms are it’s actually a lot shallower than it was originally, meaning the proximity of ships is much closer.

Ships make so much noise underwater (yes even the wooden ones without engines) that she straight up is a twitching mess, the groans of tons of wood resisting the pull of the water is burned into her brain 24/7.

It’s part of why she spends so much time on land these days.

The pirates at the very least know not to bother an irate sea witch and there’s at least a couple that are easy on the eyes. The navies can go drown themselves.

There’s one captain and ship in particular that stands out - mainly becuase the tentacle beard is an outrageous look and he tends to play the organ at three in the morning outside her lair. While underwater.

Being of grecian descent herself (Tritons sister and thus Posidon’s daughter) she’s partical to a good tradgedy and she gets a good chuckle out of the whole Calypso shebang. Jones despises her. She loves the Kracken though.

Initiated an impromptu Villain Song Contest in the House of Mouse. Absolutely smashed it and could only be thrown out after her piece was done, due to the fact she suckered herself to the stage and legit nobody short of hercules could move her.

Has weekly catch ups with the other theatrical villains for shittalking and duets.

Yzma:

Hhhoooooooooooooooooooo

She didn’t die in her story but was utterly humilated and in short? That’s probably worse. Becuase now she’s still a villain to the heroes and a laughingstock amongst her peers.

It’s honestly probably not as bad as she feels it is but it GRINDS that she’s tried so hard to be a formiddable villain but she was still delegated to villain-aligned comic relief.

SO many things smashed with a hammer. So Many.

Turns up to a semi regular Bitches’ Night with Cruella and Madam Medusa. Medusa can capitulate about whiny brats to her hearts content and Cruella can talk fashion. It’s a win-win-win. Jafar comes sometimes as well and she finds it a relief to talk to another royal visier who’s monarch was a moron.

Kronk still turns up with meals sometimes becuase he’s worried she’s not eating enough. She lets him in becuase despite her best efforts rage and scientific obsession does not constitute enough calories to live.

Absolutely brought down the house with her cut villain song ’snuff out the light’ when Ursula instigated her little competition. The applause nearly broke her composure after decades of not being appreciated for her work

Would follow the undead of this strange new realm around with a clip board and scalpels for days if she could, were they not so angsty about her prodding.

She’s still one of the best scientific minds in the ‘Verse and if left to her own devices could become quite a threat to whomever she chose if her own ego and impatience didn’t get in the way prematurely. If by some miracle she manages to get anywhere, then, well. Enter Mim.

Madam Mim:

Mim is having the TIME of her LIFE

Who cares about the little Arthur brat she’s got places to be and problems to cause!

If one wishes to witness pure joy put Mim in a lab and tell her not to touch anything. There will be casualties within the hour.

Her favourite people to bug are Yzma and Merlin becuase scientific types tend to get extra screechy and they have so many doodads to mess with. Plus even if she swallows a transmogrification potion it’s not like she can’t reverse it. It’s her signature form of magic for a reason.

Obviously there are people she won’t touch becuase she values her life but that doesn’t mean she won’t rant about them while playing cards.

Her no-touching list comprises of Hades, Maleficent, Chernabog and Oogie’s kids (don’t ask). Everyone else is fair game.

Regularly goes drinking with the Fates and the witches of Morva.

Played fuck-marry-kill once while on a pub crawl and everyone needed brain bleach for her responses.

The Horned King wasn’t seen for two weeks afterwards and honestly nobody blames him

Has ruined multiple balls, soirees and royal events with her presence alone and has made a mortal enemy out of Merryweather and Fauna after making Flora cry

Will flirt outrageously with any undead she comes across. Rasputin flirted back and now they are unironic besties who scope out new targets on the weekly. 

Look, she hates kids, ok? Despises the little brats. Take them away or she’s turning them into woodlice. Yes she put Lilo’s art on her fridge because she’s not a complete monster. Why does she have a fridge in medieval England and how does it work? God knows.

[everymariogalaxy]

So as of yesterday, I finished the Super Mario Galaxy project! When I first started, I didn’t expect to learn so much, or even get as many people following this blog as I did! I just wanted to...draw these places, yknow? I was surprised no one had done it before, tried them all. (Well, not that I could find)

It’s been a great journey and thank you to everyone who came along, who liked, reblogged, left nice comments and asks, etc! It’s been really nice getting support and encouragement on the way, and I’ve seen so many regulars in the notes over these (almost) 2 years. ^^ It’s nice being like ‘oh hey, there’s that person, oh and I always love that ones comments!’ If you’ve even reblogged/liked these semi regularly, I’ve seen and appreciated you!

So, what next? Well, I very much want to draw the Mario Odyssey Kingdoms at some point (I'm thinking travel posters/postcards would be a fun format) but, I’m the kind of person who has a lot of things I always want to be doing all the time.

For example I have a deltarune lyric comic I’m working on, and original webcomic with an actual narrative and story that I REALLY want to work on and make, a pokemon fan game i’m replaying which is making a fanfic idea swirl in my head (and i’m having to wrestle it down), and a shiny living dex in the pokemon games that’s been taking up my time for 3 years, and probably 3 more! And I have a good 6 other lyric comics and 7 other original projects on top of that! If any of these interest you, u can always follow my main, @captainshyguy​ !

I do want to make Odyssey art, but on my own time, when I’m feeling up to it, as opposed to a weekly thing. I’ll still post them here, and I’m gonna reblog some of my non galaxy, but still mario related, art here until I run out X] 

If you want more mario content, and don’t mind if it’s galaxy or not, I highly recommend checking out @spmcomic! They’ve been making a super paper mario comic about count bleck as he looks for timpani over the years, gathering the minions along the way and slowly becoming the villain we see him as in the game. It’s fantastically written, ongoing, and the art just keeps getting better and better. >:D You don’t even really need to have played spm to understand.

Anyway that’s pretty much all I have here in terms of words. X] I have something I want to post on wednesday (besides srbing the last galaxy), but that is the project done! Not to be corny, but, may the stars shine down on you. <3

[goonification]

yungi smut

[18+] Mingi gets hard before stages and has no idea why. Neither does Yunho but he’s happy to help.

The fast-paced voice of a MC echoed through the hallways over a loudspeaker to introduce the lineup for the night’s show. No one was listening too carefully though to the tinny voice, as the livestream usually only acted as a reminder that, in the same building, the Music Bank stage was soon to be lively with performances for the next 90 minutes. It wasn’t uncommon for the muffled sounds of the host to be overshadowed by the busy chatter of stressed out staff and excited idols, donning various elaborate and colourful outfits. 

It was less than an hour until Ateez were supposed to be rounded up and ushered to the wings of the stage, prepared to give the nth performance of their most recent comeback.

While most idols we’re counting down the minutes to their upcoming stages, Mingi was rushing back to his group’s green room, hoping to god it was empty.

He scuttled through the crowds, politely bowing at passing staff and tucking behind ongoing interviews to not draw attention to himself. A lanky, 6ft man with a hand on his crotch lumbering through the background of someone’s acrostic poem segment would be bound to draw the wrong kind of online attention.

Hand grasping the doorknob of their assigned green room with relief, the sounds of the hallways were snuffed with the thick door shutting behind him. 

He gave the space a quick once-over, falling at ease when he found it seemingly empty. With the room barren of members or staff, Mingi pressed his back to the door as a makeshift lock and shamelessly dropped his pants below his waist.

This wasn’t an uncommon scenario.

There are plenty of different ways that the human body can react to a stressful situation. Some people overthink to the point of a headache. Others have physical reactions, like shaking or sweating. Some people even feel faint or collapse.

However, Song Mingi got boners. Plain and simple. He doesn’t know why it happens. Often, he doesn’t even know when it’ll happen. 

The regularity of stage fright had faded away to a fear of the past. With the exception of the occasional special stage, Mingi typically didn’t get stressed out over every individual performance but, for some godforsaken reason, his body seemed to know what a pre-show countdown sounded like and reacted regardless. 

Nervous or not, popping a semi backstage was a shamefully familiar feeling for Mingi. He was well aware that there had been a couple of fancams where his half-hard cock made far more of an appearance than he wanted and, determined to not repeat history if he could help it, intended to try de-escalating his problem before stepping foot on stage this time.

Mingi looked down at his dick, standing fully upright.

It was mocking him.

Frustrated at his situation, Mingi furrowed his brow, scowling at his penis before feeling grateful that no one saw him do that. Nothing like a healthy dose of random horniness to cloud every crevice of his brain with a layer of fog, stopping him from thinking rationally. 

He collected his composure with a deep breath, using his knees to pinning his pants at his mid-thigh in case someone entered unexpectedly, and got to work.

A large hand wrapped around the proportionately large shaft and began to pump, so quickly in fact that his whole body lurched forward at the sudden relief. It wasn’t long before his knees instinctively spread and baggy pants fell to his ankles. There was no use picking them back up. Not a minute could be wasted. The door behind him could open at any second. With his very noticeable presence missing, someone was bound to be looking for him to reunite him with his members.

Mingi didn’t know how much time he had. A few drops of spit and a dab of precum was all he could gather as lube, forcing him to slow down his pace to avoid discomfort. Mingi whined. He knew this wouldn’t take long at all if he was back in the dorms with his usual creamy lotion or the constant flow of a soapy shower to keep his length slick.

He could practically hear the threat of a ticking clock in his head. The bustling sounds of people on the other side of the door weren’t helping. The MC’s voice echoed again, saying something about a commercial break, probably the first of several. He was desperate to fix his problem fast and would need to try something different.

A shaky second hand joined the first, holding it steady as his hips took on the task instead. The closed tunnel of his fist stopped the air from drying away his precious moisture, allowing for a more comfortable friction than before.

“Ah-” Mingi couldn’t stop the escape of a single low moan as he fucked his hand, balls slapping against his curled fingers and stretched wrist with each thrust.

It felt good, definitely better. But he was still too distracted. While his new technique was undoubtedly more successful than the first, his brain was still going a mile a minute with the looming reminder of the risk he was taking. His hands were shaking, needing to readjust their grip every few seconds. 

Mingi didn’t want to cry; he had just had his makeup done. Yet, still, every shaky slip of his hands was contributing to a growing frustration. 

It was becoming more difficult to keep quiet. Mingi was being assaulted with the buildup of both dull pleasure and throbbing pain and needed some way to express it. Small grunts were turning into breathy moans, low and long, to try to keep the sounds contained in the room.

Suddenly, even through welling tears, his eyes caught sight of a slight movement caught in one of the dressing room mirrors. What Mingi assumed were just piles of jackets on a couch began to shift, before he noticed the pant legs of a stage outfit, matching the one Mingi was currently “wearing”, donned on a long set of legs. A pair of large boots stuck upright off the end of the couch.

“You’re terrible at staying quiet.” Yunho’s familiar voice spoke out from under the pile before he threw a heavy jacket off of his head, exposing his tired face in the reflection of the mirror. He was basically eye-level with Mingi’s cock.

“Ah, what the fuck!” Mingi shouted, trying and failing to pull up his pants. In that moment, he silently cursed the stylists for always putting him in the baggiest outfits. He repeated his expletive of choice. “What the fuck were you doing under there?”

Yunho squinted tightly, shaking his head as his eyesight adjusted to the harsh fluorescent light of the room. “I had a headache and couldn’t find the light switch.”

“Oh.” Mingi stood dumbfounded and beet-red. Yunho was as giant as he was and it wasn’t like he was exactly hidden. He mentally scolded himself for not checking the room better before fully exposing himself, accidentally baring his entire cock and balls to his friend.

“I knew you were horny earlier!” Yunho exclaimed, like it was his own personal victory for guessing correctly. “You were all bouncy and quiet during stage rehearsal. Kinda like before you take your extra long showers. Always before the stages too, huh? Why is that?”

Mingi shrugged. He didn’t know what to say. He especially didn’t know that Yunho was so attentive to his behaviour. It made him think back to every time he busted what he thought was a secret nut but maybe he wasn’t so private after all.

It was a lot of information to take in with his pants around his ankles. He had so many questions. Mingi started with an easy one. “Why didn’t you say anything when I came in here? I would’ve stopped.”

“Honestly, I thought you were here to get me.” Yunho was fixing his hair at the mirror, composing himself while stealing occasional glances of Mingi’s cock in the reflection. “At least, until I heard you all -” He mocked the deep timbre of Mingi’s voice and moaned comically. Painfully to Mingi, even the unflattering imitation made his exposed dick twitch. He hoped to god Yunho was too busy laughing at him to tell.

Noticing the shift in posture, Yunho offered some comfort, not wanting his friend to feel too embarrassed. “I didn’t mind. Really.”

“But why did you scare me like that?” Mingi’s embarrassment shifted to anger. Yunho’s logic wasn’t making any sense and Mingi still didn’t have a plan for how he was going to get his dick down.

Yunho avoided the question. “How long until we go on?”

“Huh?” Without context, the request went right over Mingi’s head.

“Fine, I’ll look for myself.” Yunho raised an eyebrow before checking a nearby phone. “Forty seven minutes until our stage? That’s tons of time.” 

The tension on Mingi’s face unwravled with a small ounce of relief. The events of what felt like hours of pure frustration likely took place over a mere thirty seconds. He just needed to be reminded.

Still, the reality was that Mingi was rock hard and not as alone as he thought. As one problem disappeared, another became even more prominent. Yunho made his way towards Mingi and the door, hopefully to leave the room, and pretend he saw nothing. 

Even in that best case scenario, Mingi wasn’t sure if he could ever recover from the mortification of what just happened.

Wanting to drop the hint and give Yunho better access to the door, Mingi shifted to the side, movement restricted from the pants still pooled around his legs and too ashamed to pick them up.

However, Yunho didn’t turn towards the door. He instead turned his attention towards Mingi, who had backed himself into a corner. They were uncomfortably close considering the fact that Mingi’s lower half was fully nude.

Yunho smiled stupidly as though the confusion on Mingi’s face was unwarranted. “What? You were struggling to get off, right?”

“Yes...” Mingi admitted, still confused over what exactly his friend was doing. “It was that obvious?”

“Believe me, I know what it sounds like when you’re getting off. What I just heard sounded like a struggle to me.” Yunho never broke eye contact with Mingi. There was a glint of joy in his eyes as he explained his thought process, while never actually revealing his intentions.

Everything he said only raised even more questions. So many that Mingi didn’t have the brain capacity to sort through. Right now, he was more curious why Yunho had him cornered in their dressing room. 

“Mingi,” Yunho uttered his name as though he was scolding him with endearment. Telling him off for being so apparently stupid even thought Mingi thought his confusion was very much justified. “Do you want me to help you?”

Yunho wanted to jerk him off? Mingi thought he had heard wrong.

On first thought, it would fix both problems at once and still leave time to spare, even if the idea of his friend touching his dick would leave Mingi with a whole new slew of questions to plague him until they got back to their dorms. That is, if Yunho would even want to talk about it.

Mingi was getting ahead of himself. He needed to answer the question first.

He kept thinking, pushing through his stress and arousal to conduct a clear thought. Yunho was handsome. He was always clean and smelled good, and liked holding hands with Mingi. Though his qualifications were sparse, Mingi was almost surprised at just how unopposed he was to the idea of Yunho helping him cum. After all, that’s all it would be, right? A friend helping out a friend.

“C’mon, you’ll feel so much better afterwards. I don’t like seeing you in pain.” Yunho pouted as he got closer to Mingi’s face. He was being sweet. Buttering the other boy up without knowing that it wouldn’t even take any convincing to get him to agree.

If only Mingi could answer the damn question. All he could muster up was the confidence for a moment of warm eye contact and a gentle nod.

It was signal enough for Yunho, who leaned in for a hesitant kiss. Mingi’s puffy lips were already parted and set to lock with his own. As they brushed against each other, Yunho’s tongue peaked out, sliding over Mingi’s bottom lip and making him shudder before dipping inside his gaped mouth. 

The gap between them closed even further when the fabric of Yunho’s pant leg accidentally brushed over Mingi’s hard cock, which was poking out and occupying most of the space between them. Mingi moaned into Yunho’s mouth, a gentle reminder that they had a goal to achieve.

“Mmm. No more,” Yunho sighed with regret. He pulled back as Mingi stupidly chased his lips in a daze. “We need to be quick, remember?” 

“But you don’t need to see your hands to jerk me off.” Mingi pouted comically, trying to convince him to return to their greedy kiss. He didn’t expect to enjoy kissing Yunho that much and was wondering if it could turn into a hobby of theirs.

Yunho simply chuckled, obviously knowing more than Mingi about his plans for his mouth. After a breathy “huh?” Yunho took the cue to drop to the floor.

Mingi froze. He was expecting a steady hand to help jerk him to completion at the most but this was so much more. The sight of Yunho on his knees, locked upright so he could keep his face raised inches from Mingi’s cock was making his head throb in more ways than one.

He watched as Yunho’s eyes darted around, carefully examining every inch of him as fast as possible. If he knew Yunho was going to be that close and personal with his junk, Mingi would have shaved that morning. 

“I knew you were big but, damn.” Yunho’s vision stayed locked on to Mingi’s shaft. His eyes were wide and his lips were parted. He looked just as needy as he felt.

“I mean, you don’t have to go d-” Mingi couldn’t even provide an alternative, let alone finish his sentence before Yunho’s tongue was curling itself around his head, soaking his cock with a sudden warmth. Mingi’s hand flew to the wall, then his thigh and, finally, Yunho's hair, needing to grab a fistful of something to keep him steady.

Yunho tilted his chin, relaxing into Mingi’s touch and exposing the length of his neck towards the ceiling. Still, he stayed connected via his tongue. Mingi gulped loudly at the sight of Yunho’s throat swallowing, which was suddenly looking very empty to him.

The soft stimulation prompted beads of creamy white to escape from Mingi’s cock, directly onto the flat surface of Yunho’s tongue. He moaned at the taste and vibrations surrounded Mingi’s stirring cock head. Embarrassingly and against his will, Mingi pushed forward a bit, cock sliding across Yunho’s tongue and spreading the pre-cum all over the wet muscle.

“Sorry.” Mingi sheepishly apologized as he returned his hips to where they were before but, to his surprise, Yunho bobbed his head. He artificially repeated the motion over and over until the entirety of the cock’s head was trapped inside Yunho’s mouth. His tongue was running indulgent laps as it circled the pulsing tip.

Mingi was a panting mess. He wasn’t sure if he should speak. Should he tell Yunho how it felt? Would that be too much?

It was then that Yunho’s gaze flickered up to make eye contact with Mingi. His eyes were glossy as though he was stuck in that moment. Mingi’s stomach did a flip at the sight. He was waiting for Mingi’s approval.

“It feels good, you know?” Mingi whispered as the fist in Yunho’s hair released to scratch at his scalp. Mingi didn’t exactly sound confident but Yunho could tell the words were genuine considering how the other boy was falling apart above him. The upper half of Yunho’s face lit up with a would-be smile at the praise.

Meanwhile, his mouth stayed open wide, lips surrounding Mingi’s cock with a gentle suction, before pushing forward slowly. Yunho didn’t look away, not even once, as Mingi watched his cock disappear inch by inch inside his friend's mouth.

“Jesus, Yunho...” He hissed as more of his shaft was coated with the slippery friction from Yunho’s spit.

Yunho was only two inches from fully swallowing Mingi’s cock before he came to a halt. As he paused, he shifted with discomfort on his knees. The breathing from his nose became more erratic, puffs of warm air bouncing off of Mingi’s pelvis. It was clear he had reached his limit. Even while he couldn’t get Mingi’s dick all the way down, his determination was admirable. Cute, even. It was especially impressive considering Mingi presumed it was Yunho’s first time doing this. 

Mingi dropped his hand to fall behind Yunho’s ear, rubbing his neck with a long thumb. Not experienced with dominant dirty talk, he merely offered a simple smile to let him know it was okay to retreat.

When Yunho began to pull back, Mingi caught sight of a bulge in his throat deflating as his dick reappeared. The thought of being that deep inside any of Yunho’s holes made him shudder with excitement.

Less than a second of the cold dressing room air had cruelly returned before Mingi’s dick was throbbing with need again. The shaft was a reddened, slobbery mess as Yunho cupped him against his hands before returning his mouth to the leaking tip.

Now, when Yunho bobbed down on the cock, his movements were more confident, knowing his limits and puffing up with pride over his abilities. Once he reached the checkpoint, he twisted two slippery hands over the base to make up the difference, fully covering Mingi’s large cock in one way or another.

This time, when Yunho pulled back, he tried sucking in his cheeks. He was so concentrated on making Mingi feel good, eyebrows furrowed in a way Mingi would’ve thought was adorable had the air not been just knocked out of his lungs by the new sensation of suction inside Yunho’s mouth.

Yunho never let the tip leave his lips before taking the entire shaft deep into his mouth again, producing extra spit only to suck it up again when he pulled back. It was clear he was enjoying himself discovering his newfound talent. 

Not as much as Mingi was enjoying himself.

The feeling was unlike anything Mingi had ever experienced. Yunho’s mouth was like being surrounded by an always-moving, sopping-wet warmth. The boy on his knees took the term ‘sucking’ dick very literally. Wet and sloppy sounds echoed through the tiny room as Yunho slurped at his cock. 

Mingi was fully collapsed against the wall at this point, fighting gravity to keep himself standing. His moans were deep, guttural and spurring Yunho to move even faster, knowing that Mingi must be close. 

He was. Mingi was seconds away from cumming and already panicking over where he was going to finish. As pretty as he would be covered in streaks of white, Yunho was already in his stage clothes and makeup, ruling out that option. Alternatively, it wasn’t like Mingi could just leave a puddle of his release on the green room floor. The clock was ticking and Mingi didn’t have any alternatives left.

Yunho, more intuitive than Mingi was aware of, must’ve sensed his panic. He looked up at Mingi as though he was trying to tell him something, eventually slowing his neck’s momentum to a standstill and grabbed his attention.

As Mingi’s eyes were full of panic, Yunho eased his fears with a small nod of approval, motions mostly restricted by his throat accommodating the deep curve of Mingi’s cock. Yunho’s eyes were glistening with tears but dark with determination. He was ready to let Mingi take over.

Mingi whimpered, clawing at the wall as he realized what Yunho was telling him. 

“In your mouth? Are you sure?”

A gurgle escaped from the back of Yunho’s throat as he pushed his limits even further, allowing the cock to sit the deepest it had been. Despite his gagging, his actions were entirely permissive, knowing he wouldn’t have to endure the pain for long before Mingi would finish.

Dormant hips sprung into motion, sliding back at first and dragging his cock along the inside of Yunho’s mouth. Strings of thick saliva followed the path, dripping from Yunho’s bruised lips. Carelessly, Mingi’s ass hit the wall with a thud with how roughly he fucked backwards, making Yunho wince in preparation for him to return.

When his hips snapped forward, it wasn’t as bad as Yunho expected. Sure, Mingi was rough in his desperation but the slickness of collected spit gave the cock a smooth re-entrance past Yunho’s lips, into his mouth, and down into his raw throat. Yunho couldn’t help but moan as he felt himself loosen up to accommodate, hoping that the sound got concealed beneath the low sounds of Mingi’s own pleasure.

Mingi fucked his willing mouth again and again, inching just a little deeper each time whether he knew it or not.

“Yunho. Feels good.” Mingi grunted out, unable to conceive proper sentences as his vision was flashing white with fast growing pleasure. “So good. Fuck.”

With the added motion of Mingi’s thrusts, those final two inches that he couldn’t quite conquer seemed like a task from forever ago, Yunho’s throat gladly opening itself up to accommodate until Mingi’s cock was buried completely. It wasn’t long until his nose was bumping against a set of abs.

Ready to be emptied, Mingi’s heavy balls smacked against Yunho’s chin with each greedy snap of his hips. It should’ve been humiliating but Yunho found himself arching into the motions. It felt good to have Mingi use him.

Yunho kept his needy gaze up at Mingi, watching the way his mouth fell agape and the muscles in his jaw clenched. His chest was heaving as he got closer and closer to completion. The sight inspired Yunho to work through the increasing soreness to help Mingi succumb to his pleasure.

“Ah!” Mingi yelled loudly and abruptly, followed by several softer stutters. His hips suddenly began to jerk in a rhythmless pattern he couldn’t quite control and then the first hot spurt of cum splashed against the back of Yunho’s throat. The second erupted into the cavern of his mouth as Mingi fell back further, shaking with pleasure.

Yunho hollowed his cheeks, not allowing Mingi to retreat any more and trapping the twitching cock inside his mouth. He sucked deeply and used the rest of his energy to relax the entire length of his throat and milk Mingi’s shaft until he was empty.

Mingi’s head fell back in awe as Yunho’s tongue lapped every last drop of cum that emerged from the hole on his tip. He was going above and beyond at this point, the aftershocks of Mingi’s orgasm already starting to subside.

“You can stop if you want.” Mingi’s voice was shaky, hoping Yunho wouldn’t take him up on the offer. The gentle warmth felt nice against his softening cock, easing him back to reality gradually instead of all at once.

“Mm, I probably should, shouldn’t I?” Yunho croaked out against his dick, giving the tip one final kiss before letting it fall limp against Mingi’s thigh.

They paused for a brief moment to catch their breath. Mingi dropped a hand to Yunho’s shoulder, giving it a soft massage as a thanks. “Are you okay?” 

Yunho tried to answer but, at first, the words got caught on their way out. Clearing his throat, Yunho choked out a laugh at the discovery of how raw his throat was. “It’s a good thing I didn’t plan to sing live tonight.”

Mingi giggled at the half-joke before yanking up his oversized pants, needing both hands to hold the flowy fabric up so they wouldn’t fall again. Kindly, Yunho helped him tuck the now satisfied cock away before zipping up his fly.

“You know you might have less of a problem if you just wore underwear?” Yunho poked roughly at the downsized but still prominent bulge in Mingi’s pants.

“But it’s uncomfy.” Mingi whined, clearly more willing to go the lengths of jerking off before a performance rather than just wear another layer. Tired and needing to conserve his energy, Yunho rolled his eyes and found another spare phone to check the time. He clicked on the homescreen with little care for the fact that one of their fellow member’s phones was currently being contaminated with Mingi’s dick particles.

“Was that really only ten minutes?” Yunho’s eyes widened at the screen and Mingi went red in the cheeks. “Guess I’m pretty good at that, huh?”

“Yeah. You could say that…” Mingi nodded, getting shy again as the realization set in that his best friend’s lips were just around his cock and they were already back to business as usual. That is, if they didn’t count how disheveled they both looked from the aftermath. Mingi ruffled his hair back to look as close as possible to how the stylists left it.

Not having too much time to dwell on what their new experience meant for their friendship, a loud knock on the door made both boys jump out of their skin. The knock was only a warning as the hinges creaked and the door swung wide, trapping Mingi behind it.

Panicked and then relieved, Mingi stumbled against a plastic knob on the wall, the room falling into darkness just in time for someone to enter the doorway.

“Yunho, are you in here?” Hongjoong’s voice carried through the small room until he saw Yunho by the mirror, hopefully only looking like he woke up from the best nap of his life and nothing else. Definitely nothing else…

“Hey, what are you doing in the dark?”  Luckily, he couldn’t see Mingi. His voice continued. “And why are you on my phone?”

Mingi cringed when Hongjoong snatched the phone back and placed it on the counter. He thankfully had no idea where Yunho’s hands had just been and he would probably never find out.

“Just checking the time.” Yunho replied nonchalantly, rubbing at his jaw.

“Yes, we’re on soon!” Hongjoong sounded excited. Enthusiastic about even the task of coraling up his fellow members for their performance. He seemed too distracted to notice Yunho dabbing away at his lips to clean himself off.

He patted Yunho on the back for encouragement before turning to leave out the open door. “Can you find Mingi on your way back too? We don’t know where he is.”

“Sure thing, Hyung!” Yunho did a goofy salute, playing the clueless role with ease as he bid Hongjoong farewell out of the room. The door slammed shut, leaving both Yunho and Mingi in the pitch dark.

“Hey Yunho,” Mingi whispered loudly, as though the darkness would make it harder to hear.

“Hm?” Yunho’s boots squeaked as he turned to face the voice.

“I think I found the light switch.”

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[commonwealthoccurences]

Companion HCs: What They Wear On A Day Off

Cait:

A tanktop and comfy pants/shorts, probably

Barefoot all the way unless she decides to go outside

(Probably won’t go outside)

You’ll find her wrapped up in a blanket, depending on the weather, napping on the couch most of the day, or sipping a cold Nuka Cola

Curie:

Remaining practical, probably well-fitted pants with a comfortable but functional blouse

She never knows if her day off is going to be cancelled, and she likes to be prepared

Keeps thin shoes on, but not clunky boots

Probably reading

Danse:

Doesn’t believe in days off

Still wears a casual Brotherhood uniform and heavy boots

Can be found tinkering on his guns or armor, or discussing projects/missions with Sole

Deacon:

Such a wildcard, but anything comfortable

Also believes in running around barefoot if he can

Also a reader! Either that or he’s coming up with over the top schemes with Sole that they won’t go through with

(Probably)

Gage:

Asleep. The entire time. Only wake him up if you have a death wish, otherwise you won’t see him the entire day.

No pants and a tanktop and a blanket

Actively snoring the entire time

Hancock:

His loose-piratey undershirt and a more comfortable version of his usual pants (a bit looser and not as stiff)

Chest? Out.

Lounging on the couch in his quarters, probably high off his ass

Haylen:

A soft long sleeve and pajama-style shorts

Reader part three, or tinkering on her weapon

Barefoot 

Will throw hands if you try and interrupt the rare free time she gets

MacCready:

Probably his normal clothes: he has a semi-regular morning routine and sticks to it for a sense of stability

Either reading comics or running through inventory/making repairs to his belongings

Enjoys sewing

Nick:

Also sticks to his normal clothes, he doesn’t really have a reason to change considering his synth status

Might lose the coat, though, considering it’s billowy-ness

Takes a walk around Diamond City and checks up on everyone, probably spends time with Travis

Piper:

Also asleep most of the day (she still has Nat to take care of)

So pajamas

Definitely makes sure she and Nat have designated time together; it’s not often she can give her sister all of her attention

Preston:

Less formal/stiff pants and a loose t-shirt, socks with shoes nearby at all times just in case

Leaves the hat on a hook

Sleeps in, has a nice cup of tea and a slow morning, and then talks with settlers about stuff other than being productive

Sturges:

Will walk around his house with no pants if he lives alone (and there aren’t holes in the walls still)/with a romanced!Sole

Also part of the loose t-shirt club

Kinda a workaholic and makes sure to note down what he needs to do the next day

X6-88:

During the Institute he knows nothing other than his assigned uniform and no time off

If he’s left the Institute, however, he becomes such a fan of soft, loose clothing because it’s a big contrast to the well-fitted, stiff leathery materials the Institute use for protection

Oversized long-sleeve and looser pajama pants

Needs be taught what time off is

[tendermiasma]

i’m not even into overwatch anymore but i just wanted to say I ADORE your art style and hope to develop my own into a similar semi-realism leaning...have you made a post about your art journey? I’m assuming I just need to buckle down and do anatomy studies but any tips are very welcome!! Ty for your time <3

Oh man thank you! I’ve never made a comprehensive post about how I got to *gestures* whatever this point in my art this is, and I definitely sat here wondering what “art journey” means for me since I always feel like I’m stumbling around so I’ll answer as completely as I can. But a great way to develop a realism-minded eye is to draw from photos and life. Everyone in the world has said it over and over but it really gets it done, it’s not any more complicated than that. It’s how I started when I was little and it’s not something I planned, but the Legolas posters were right there so how could I not? Your own non-realism “stylistic” touch will bubble up whether you want it to or not and that’s a beautiful thing. It’s not something you need to look for because it happens on its own, whether it’s you seeing something another artist is doing that you like and assimilating it into your work, or it’s your own unique way that you absorb information from the world and use it to solve problems in the drawing in front of you. Some new artists also still have the idea that using references is cheating-- I’m not blaming them, sometimes this weird thing is circulated by more established people as well-- but this is a very small minority. Please use references. I’d be lost without them. The Castlevania team has a giant collection of references for faces of every character from every angle, props, etc. and I always have a second screen up with 10 different sheets of whoever I’m drawing. Feeding yourself info is essential to getting better. Look at how other artists handle something you’re having a problem with too. If they’re doing a similar pose or something, study their drawing and ask yourself what specifically, extremely technically about that drawing is convincing-- what marks are where, and what is the quality or direction of the strokes? Try it out on your own drawing. If you’re stuck, become aware of if you’re holding on too tightly to what you think something should look like. I have to remind myself this as well. Really try to let go of the idea you have in your head about how something works and simply try instead to draw what you see, even if it feels weird. The results are often pleasantly surprising. 

I have a funny relationship with studies. You seem to be looking at them like a chore and I feel the same way. It’s impossible for me to sit down and just draw something over and over, disconnected from emotion or a larger narrative. I think a wonderful way to “study” is to incorporate those studies into a project that you wanted to do anyway. I’ve used my minicomics to get better at background painting or specific figure poses that I needed for the story but wasn’t sure how to do. I’m a very “oops I need it now better learn TODAY” kind of artist, if that suits you better than buckling down and doing anatomy studies for hours. Both are great ways to improve, but you have options for how to get there. 

In terms of how much time I spend drawing.. well lol it’s a lot. I almost typed “but I don’t do it every day” but yes, my jobs have made sure that I do (I tend to separate personal drawing and job drawing). But the truth is, to get better, a lot of very focused drawing time is important; how much of it is up to you and your schedule. You can sit down for 6 hours and doodle or you can sit down for 3 with an extremely critical eye. It’s about the volume of time as well as focus and I don’t have a clear answer for it, but I can point to one specific year in my life where I made artistic progress like I’ve never seen from myself since. I drew a comic with regular updates during that time and, looking back, the art was not good. But the point was, I was drawing for 7 hours a day after work, at least 5 days a week, and actively looking to draw things that I hadn’t done before or knew that I wasn’t good at, and the result was that every single update was almost like it was drawn by a different person-- readers noticed and commented on the progress as well. It was very much an art bootcamp and I wouldn’t have the skills I do at this point if I hadn’t done it. It’s important that you’re loving what you do if you do it for yourself! That’s how you get through big projects and continue to be excited with where you are. Love is one of the most important motivators and discipline-keepers in art, in my experience. Draw what sets your brain on fire and attack it wholeheartedly even if it’s really weird or niche, not what you think you should be drawing, and you’ll improve a million times faster.

Art journey in terms of what I’ve done with my life (if this is what you meant from the beginning I’M SORRY I’m just trying everything you might have meant) uhhh I haven’t been to art school. I have no idea what my relationship with art would be like now if I’d had any formal training and I don’t really dwell on it. I could either be a testament to being able to get by without it or an example of someone who has no idea what she’s doing at all and lacks many basic foundational art skills. I have an architecture degree. I love architecture, I love the language of space we build for ourselves, and I’m truly, deeply glad for that eye-opening and often grueling experience, but I think my current field is a much better fit. Before animation I worked as a graphic designer mainly drawing storyboards for commercials and internal-industry stuff-- lots and lots of quick colored sketches (one of our main clients was a big glass company and my god I never thought I’d draw so much glass in my life). I was able to do that job due to the skills I developed through personal work. Maybe I’d be a hundred times more powerful if I went to art school! Maybe I’d be completely burned out and bitter and not drawing anymore at all! I just don’t know. I have friends who have had both experiences. Whether you choose art school or not it’s best to keep tabs on if the art you’re currently making brings you joy. Joy and struggle aren’t mutually exclusive. Oftentimes I’m drawing something I care deeply about but it’s VERY FUCKING HARD and I’m frustrated but it’s worth it.

I also do everything while being very scared of the thing. I have a lot of deep-seated anxiety that I’m constantly trying to root out and my brain compulsively twists things around into why I can’t do something, why people secretly know I’m below-par and are just too nice to tell me, how I’m “tricking” people into thinking I’m better than I am, etc. It’s so bad that my first thought when I was initially offered the art test for my current job was to say no; not because I didn’t want it so badly it hurt, but because I thought I’d be too much of a disappointment.  After completing the test I spent an hour figuring out the most gracious way to apologize for not being enough. It’s common, but not something to accept and we’re all working on it. I just thought it was important to mention because art is also a mental journey and forces you to do all this navel-gazey shit in order to advance, and feeling like you are Not Enough is rife in the creative community. The work feels entangled with my value as a person because art is a massive part of my life. Something I’m learning is that I don’t have to be confident or sure of myself all the time. This ensures that the process is usually painful and frightening. Often there’s no way to make it less painful or frightening, and I just have to hold my breath and do it. An oddly comforting thing to me the past couple years is to remind myself that the scary thing I’m about to do won’t be the scariest thing I’ll ever do. I implies both that this isn’t the pinnacle of my progress and also that I will inevitably get over it. If you continue with art you’re going to run into things like this and I guess if it was me it would’ve been helpful to know I’m not alone in it.

I hope that maybe answered some of your questions, maybe? If you have some specific questions feel free and I’ll try my best. Hope you have a good day/night!

[variousqueerthings]

20 things I want in s4 cobra kai:

1. tory and robby bond over How FUcked Up Their Lives Are (it’s non-romantic)

2. more textually queer characters (which seems to be semi-confirmed?) also (if I’m really really hoping) a sense of how that queerness plays into themes of the show, such as alienation and isolation versus found families and love. man also specifically... trans. *holds out bowl* please sir may I have some fuckng trans in this dojo!

3. daniel has a stRaight Up Bad Time once terry silver returns and finally gets to go “uh hey I might have PTSD guys woops”

4. johnny and amanda become friends and co-help daniel through this

5. johnny and amanda get up to feral shenanigans

6. maybe not a season 4 thing, but rather building throughout - an exploration of financial privilege and how that in part affected sam’s initial judgment of tory

7. in a similar vein as points 3, 4, and 6, daniel starts to reconnect with his past and acknowledge how it’s affected his current self + how he goes about engaging with his financial privilege + how that’s affected his kids

8. carmen becoming a series regular means... some carmen backstory? some carmen outside of johnny? some carmen and amanda? just... more carmen

9. terry silver is pretty much exactly the same as he was in the movie, with some elements of the show flashback version. demand a maniacal cackle. demand he make us all uncomfortable. he definitely gets into daniel’s personal space

10. johnny tries to deal with his alcoholism - again, probably more of a slow-build through seasons kind of thing

11. daniel trains miguel. johnny trains sam. it’s A Drama but a more comical one - both of the kids really benefit from the alternate teaching styles

12. obvs daniel and johnny on the water wheeeeel

13. maybe? not? a season 4 thing? but robby and miguel talk - or maybe in s4 it’s more like “robby and miguel square off again, but nothing comes of it (yet)” since they’re a new-generation daniel and johnny

14. sam and tory have a Glimpse of understanding each other (but it won’t last, because it’s only season 4). some kind of forced having-to-help-each-other thing would be cool also. basically just sam and tory feeling some “oh shit under different circumstances I might even like this girl!?!?!!!” vibes

15. aisha returns (and tory is into her) - yeah, unlikely but a gay can dream

16. johnny gets noise-cancelling headphones and an ipod 

17. daniel gets a new wardrobe (specifically large plaid shirts and tanktops a la the young closeted trans kid or lesbian looks he used to rock)

18. daniel dances again. johnny dances again. (they dance together?)

19. also probably more of a gradual thing but tory starts getting some kind of support network that isn’t kreese... someone who can really help this femme queen get the help she needs

20. amanda background? I feel like i’ve read somewhere that that’ll happen, but I’m just very interested. did she come from money? did she not? who’re her parents/other family members? who is her network outside of daniel?

That’s 20 things.