#this is my first time trying tweening be nice

[coloredlion]

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[a-ikuoliver]

w/c: 1.1k tw: needles, at home piercing (DO NOT PIERCE UR TONGUE AT HOME FOR THE LOVE OF GOD), pet names (baby doll, gorgeous) notes: inspired by this thirst hereeeee + thank u my love @ghostbeam for always helping me ilysm

"hold still."

"schorry."

"that means don't speak, idiot."

you roll your eyes in response, pointedly staring at your best friend after you do. his own tongue bar clacking against his teeth when he bites his tongue, concentrating on yours, stuck out over your lips for him to inspect. dyed black hair was all you could see as he dipped, twisted, turned and tilted his head, latex all you could taste as he lifted your tongue with a gloved hand, adjusting the muscle as necessary.

"stick it out as far as you can." you follow touya's instructions, adjusting yourself in the bathroom sink, touya subconsciously stepping further between them when your thighs slip apart, his eyes still focused on your mouth as he stares, his eyebrows drawing further down his face.

you lick your lips as soon as he turns away, attempting to ease the discomfort of your dried lips and pooling saliva from holding your tongue out for so long. touya flashes you a playfully disapproving glance, reaching for the pile of tools sat beside you on the porcelain sink.

"think you can do it?" you study your face like he'd studied your tongue, mapping every freckle, mole, vein, scar and piercing marring the face of the little boy you'd met, you love him like this, you think. so perfectly touya. just as much your touya as he'd been as a hot-headed tween, dragging you by your hand into his room to show off action figures, just as much your touya as he was at sixteen, after his first piercing (well, technically first two, he'd gotten both nostrils at once), when he'd snuck into your room after his mother had seen the gems flash the moment he walked through the door, promising he'd go back home if you watched a new horror movie with him.

"'course i can, gorgeous," you begin to fidget, growing more and more nervous the more he toyed with the tools, gathering what he needed; preparing iodine, lubricant, the needle, the taper and of course the titanium bar. picking up a tissue and something else you can't see, he turns to face you again, inching closer once more, his hips nearly bumping your own on the sink, "that's the point of being a bad influence, isn't it?"

grinning, he pokes his tongue out, metal flashing under low lights, making you hyper aware once more of what you're tucked in your bathroom to do, "alright, out all the way again."

"is that the needle?" you think your voice shakes, staring at the tool he grasped in his left hand with wide eyes, a quiet, wobbly tone like a scared child.

"marker, baby doll, gotta make sure i pierce your pretty tongue nice and straight." touya's smile is crooked, a tiny flash of pearly teeth behind pierced, pink lips.

"oh, okay." still with a wobble in your speech when you begin to fiddle with your fingers, you try to focus instead on the multitude of misshapen chips in your nail polish, trying to decide what colour you might paint them next, wondering if touya will match you with a navy blue, or if the matching tongue bars will be enough.

"i can get you a towel to squeeze? if you're scared?" his voice is low, hushed as he pats your tongue dry, glancing up to your doe eyes as you shake your head, attempting to say you were okay with your tongue out. touya had countless piercings, certain there's more than you can see right now, countless times he'd gone through this process; sanitising, marking, piercing, and not once can you imagine him squeezing something soft in his hands for comfort, digging blunt, painted nails into a plush, imagining a curious face instead, sharp eyes following the needle as you avoided it, maybe crunching his eyes closed in a wince at the very last moment, when the sharp, unforgiving needle tip forced its way through squishy flesh.

"you sure?" he taps the pen on your thoroughly dried tongue, a tiny purple dot staining the centre of your tongue, the fine marker tip making you jump, overly sensitive with adrenaline pulsing through your body, waiting to nod until after he placed the pen aside.

"if you say so, baby doll." you feel the smooth latex of the glove on your tongue again, adjusting his hold on the tip of your tongue to hold the twitching muscle still, looking up to your eyes once more, noticing how you squeezed them shut the moment his muscles twitched to reach beside you for the sterile needle.

"ready?"

"uhuh."

"breathe in." your hands twitch in your lap as you suck in a deep breath, holding it in your chest even as he chastises you for it, muttering a quiet, gentle, "you have to breathe out, too, idiot."

your hands fly to his hips the second the needle touches your tongue, not even quite piercing it yet, gripping him like your life depended on it, a soft whimper echoing from the back of your throat as the needle came out through the underside, your exhale shaky as you clutch touya's hips tighter, your body tense as he whispers soft encouragements for you to keep breathing, "go nice and slow, gorgeous, like that."

you listen as best you can, focusing on the sensation of the denim underneath your fingertips, how it feels to drag your nails over the material, how your lungs inflate and deflate, how touya's voice sounds in the shell of your ear as he comforts you, praising your stillness as he places the bar at the end of the taper.

"i'm gonna put the bar in now, baby, you ready?" you don't nod, not risking moving, instead shifting your fingers to slide under the hem of his shirt, gently tapping thrice on his hot skin, y-e-s, before tucking your fingers securely into his hemline, holding him as tightly as you could when he instructs you to breathe again, "in, 1-2-3, out. did so perfect, baby."

touya doesn't move, doesn't step out of your gravity, out of your hold on him, back three steps into safety from whatever was blooming between you the longer you held him between your thighs with saliva gathering on your swollen tongue, a minuscule amount of tears gathering in your waterline with your wobbly exhale. you make no move either, keeping your hands tucked into the hem of his faded jeans, your tongue out and your eyes closed, cracking one open only when he rests his hands on your thighs, "you will not live it down if you drool on me."

closing your mouth, you giggle before wincing, resting your head on his chest as you whined out at him, "ow, touya, don't make me laugh."

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[starsexplodeatnight]

Ghost x Pre-school teacher!Reader

A request from @maxicorn !!! My first request! And its a good one!!!

It was dark in the back of the plane. But he knew where he was, the fuselage of the plane jerking subtly with their descent.

Simon was home.

Didn't feel like it yet. His mind was still smothered in an oppressive slog of adrenaline that refused to yield and let him relax.

He used to not care. He never had anyone to come home too. Now that he does? He notices. Or really, he cares enough to acknowledge things he's ignored because they worry you.

As much as he hates to worry you, its nice. Nice to have someone who cares.

The door creaks open, blinding them with the light from outside. England was fucking sunny, go figure.

Battered but not bloody, Ghost makes his way down the plane and his feet hit tarmac. It felt good...

The sight that met him was even better.

There you stood, beaming at him. Hair whipping around from the wind kicked up from the plane landing. And all of your students were lined up in front of you.

They all had paper plate masks on their faces, all of them crafted to look like skulls. Mimicking him. Oh god, that fucking hurt his heart.

You had yours propped on top your head so he could see your face.

"Lieutenant!!!" "Ghost!" "Mr Ghost!" All of them cheer, bouncing on place. They all obediently stayed put, they'd promised best behavior if they got to see him land.

How did you manage it? He stood dumbfounded, staring like an idiot.

Laswell, she stood next to you with a miniscule smile... She tips her head towards you and raised her brows minutely. Approval of his choice.

Ghost lumbers over, dropping his duffle and looks down at the tiny humans. They all held out gifts, masks still in place. Macaroni necklaces, pictures of what vaguely resembled him and hand crafted... Stuff... They children all showed their idol.

Simon laughs, a small sound before lurching forward. He snatched your paper plate mask off your head, held it up to sheild your faces as he simultaneously pulls up his mask up. Exposing the lower half of his scruffy face.

The shocked look on your face was worth those 4 fucking rotten months away... So were the disgusted gagging of the little ones.

They crowd him, tugging at his gear, begging for stories as you stare at him star struck. That was the first time he's kissed you in public! Infront of what you believe to be his boss!! You could be wrong but, still!!!

Your face heats up immediately, Ghost chuckles. "Come on." He grunts, grabbing his duffle in one hand and the lead rope for the kids in the other. "Lets get them home."

You try and take the rope from him as the kids all grab on. He let go, only to envelop your hand in his so you both lead the kids off the tarmac...

It was so much fucking better than nice to have someone care...

Years later? Every single one of your students remember you and Simon ... Especially the ones who got to see him come home that day. Some even still have their paper masks, somewhere.

They'll call out to you in the street if they see you. Run up and hug the both of you... The little girls who used to play tea with Simon now tweens, run up and all squeeze him...

(They all have high standards for dating now. If they aren't treated like how Mr.Ghost treated Ms._ then they can beat it!)

They coo over your new baby, all begging to be your babysitter... All begging to be back in your lives again....

So many people care about Simon Riley… he can’t hardly believe it. Even to this day.

Thank you @maxicorn for this!!! It was fun to stew on while I was at work!!!

[yandere-kokeshi]

Platonic yandere mW2 with a fighter teen reader? If it's ok 🥲

— Yandere Platonic TF-141 with boxer reader

Warnings: yandere behavior, talks about boxing and fighting, and teenager shenanigans.

A/N: since you didn’t specify, I did this poly and boxer reader cuz why not! Hope you enjoy <3!

It’s one way to scare the living shit out of them. 

While they’re happy you found something you are confident and happy with, it also terrifies them of you getting severely hurt; especially if your opponent is larger. No matter how much you reassure them saying you’ve done this since you were a tween, or being trained professionally, they’re immediately babying you and trying to remove you from it. 

Gentle manipulation is what they’ll do — telling you the percentage of injuries, making you afraid of it, or how you’ll end up hurting yourself. 

But as soon as they see you enjoy it, running out of the house despite their strict rules, it tells them you aren’t stopping anytime soon. Finally, they set their foot down and shrug their shoulders; essentially supporting your decision. Just as long as you don’t try to join prizefighting, they’ll allow it; making you promise to take care of yourself, letting them join your rounds at some point, and taking needed breaks. 

Within a few weeks, they migrate into your schedule and like to watch you train and even participate. If you don’t have the equipment, it’s where all their money goes — getting supporting bandages, gloves, punching bags, and possibly a ring. 

Each of them takes turns on training you, which can be fun or a disaster. 

Simon isn’t nice nor easy going against; he tries to go easy, but with his size and stance, he knows how to read your next moves. He lets you get the first jab, or block, but he wants to help you train and be ready whenever, so he’s ruthless. 

Price is the same — but gentler, praising you or telling you something wrong; easily smirking with a, “Atta’ kid!” when you achieve the goals. 

Johnny and Gaz are agile, have much energy and are quite relentless with their dodging. It’s a good fight to go against em, especially since both of them share their liking of joking within the trail. 

If they can’t personally train you, they find someone trustable to train you. And by chance, they come when you’re still training, they all love to sit down and watch you. Johnny and Gaz love hyping you up, both of them throwing bets that you’ll win each time, and sighing out when you do, because the other one gets to help you. 

Price and Simon watch you closely, cringing when you get hit, but smiling when you get up. They also love supporting you silently with cold water, and helping you with re-bandaging your hand-wrappings. 

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[edgeray]

hi ray! for your requests, may i ask for arlecchino x gn!house of the hearth child reader where reader is feeling down for whatever reason, and tries their best not to alarm arlecchino or show signs, but she ends up finding out anyway and comforts them?

Stitching Back Joy

(Platonic Arlecchino x GN! Child! Reader)

A/N - Sure! My first platonic request, nice! I've yet wrote platonic Arlecchino x Reader, but I've been meaning to for a while, so thanks for this request. Not exactly sure how old you wanted reader to be, but I had reader to be pretty young, probably a tween or younger. Hope this one turns out okay!  Content warnings / info - reader is a child, reader is gn!, arle may be ooc but at least she's a good father. no warnings :) i named reader's toy if you don't mind, 1.1k words

You should have known better than to be rough-housing with your lifelong companion and favorite toy. However, you were stupid, and your siblings were just a touch too rough, and then there was a loud rip, as the leg of your plush was torn right off, the stuffing escaping out of it. Your siblings all gasped and paused their playing already. 

You stood with the other half of Benny, their other, in-tact leg dangling from your tight grasp around it. Your tiny heart was broken like Benny, and the corner of your eyes burned, tears welling. 

Benny had been with you since you were eight, around the time of your arrival at the House of the Hearth. During your first night, you were restless, tossing and turning, anxious because of the new environment even though Father was generous and the other children were kind. The next morning, when Father noticed the signs of a fitful sleep, she decided that you would benefit from an outing with her. 

That day, she brought you to a toy store and prompted you to select one. As your eyes scanned the shelves, one beady eyed expression caught your attention–a plush boot weasel. The House of the Hearth welcomed another new member that day, that being Benny the weasel, who was fixedly snug in your arms as you returned to the orphanage, no longer feeling like the only new sibling. Your closest best friend who has been with you on all your adventures around the House was now missing an arm. Benny who helped you sneak into the kitchen past curfew (only for you to be caught by Lyney), Benny who helped you make friends with the other children, Benny who was the only one who could hug you when you were sick was hurt. And now Benny was hurt. 

The boy who was holding the other leg of Benny quickly returned it to you, a million apologies spilling from his lips. You knew he was sincere, you knew he didn't mean to, but all you could do was gaze at the spilt stuffing at your feet, each ‘sorry’ flying past your head. 

You sit hunched over one of the desks in the House's library, attempting to bandage Benny's leg back while you sniffle, rubbing the wetness out of your eyes for the nth time. You know you shouldn't be crying, this wasn't a big deal after all, it was just some toy, you tried to reason yourself to stop the tears. Inserting the stuffing into Benny for the third time you push in the leg and try again, but like the previous two times, the limb always falls out. 

Your sight goes blurry as an onset of frustrated tears trailed down your cheeks. 

Then, you hear the familiar bell, the sound signaling to everyone in the House that it was meal time. You hastily wipe away your tears. You can't be seen crying over some toy, you couldn't bring him because you didn't want anyone to see that you were upset over a plush. You give one more glance towards Benny, promising that you'll bring food to them, before you leave for dinner, without them in your arms for the first time. You sit at your assigned chair of the long table, your dozen or so other siblings scrambling by, and Father approaches, taking her seat at the head of the table. 

The table is rowdy as per usual, your siblings chatting eagerly among themselves. Normally, you would join in as well, but you're too distraught over the missing company in your hands, feeling more lonely than ever before despite being surrounded by your entire family. 

Little did you know that Father's eyes were on you throughout the entire meal. 

As you got up to leave, you hear your name being called. 

“Can you stay behind? I'd like to discuss something with you,” Father says. You gulp nervously. Father rarely asks to talk to you alone. Were you in trouble? Or did Father notice your disquiet? Either way, you nod. As everyone else leaves the dining room, only you and Father remain. 

“Come here, my child,” she says, extending her arm out to gesture to the space beside her chair. You waddle your way towards her, your head down and you try to stifle your sniffling. She places a gentle clawed hand on your shoulder, and she urges you to look at her when her other hand tilts your head. You willed your eyes to not cry. 

“Is something bothering you?” 

You shake your head. “Nothing is bothering me, Father,” you assert, but your voice cracks, signaling an obvious lie to the Harbinger. 

“I will repeat again. What is bothering you? I do not see your friend with you,” Father notes, her tone becoming sterner, glancing down at your arms. 

You stay silent for a few moments, before you beak underneath her glare. “My friend… they got broken when I was playing earlier today. An-and, I can't…” Your lips trembled as you paused, attempting not to cry with the knowledge that Father does not appreciate tears. Still, the tears escape, and you cannot prevent them from flowing down your cheeks. You squeeze your eyes shut, bracing for her scolding as you stammer out the rest of your response. “I-I can't fix them.”  

Father goes silent, each second of quietude feeding into your anxiety, before she says, “Can I see them, my child?” 

You crack open an eye, your vision blurry from the tears but you can tell her piercing red gaze is still on you. “M-my friend?” 

“Yes.” 

You feebly nod and make your way to the library, Father following one step behind you. Guiding her to Benny, you showcase your maimed friend, their missing limb off to the side and stuffing bleeds out of them. Father reaches out and holds the delicate toy in her hand, turning it over and examining it. 

“Can you trust me with your friend, my child?” 

You sniffle. “A-are you going to f-fix him?” 

“Yes. Will you allow me to be with them for a little while? I will ensure that they will return to you before curfew.” 

Nodding away, with shaky hands, you place the leg and the stuffing you were able to salvage into her hands. 

“Go play with your siblings in the meanwhile. Run along.” 

You follow her orders, finding your siblings and distracting yourself from the absence of your best friend until the bell for curfew rings. Filing towards the bedroom with your siblings, you anxiously scamper to your bed. 

Benny awaits you on your pillow, his leg reattached, cleanly stitched back to his body. Besides him is a piece of paper and a few pieces of candy. You look closer at the note.

“Benny was especially brave during the operation. I gave them a few tokens for their courage. They learn well from you.

-Father” 

[loulovingho]

Uncle Eddie (part 5)

Our Juniper is growing up 😞 You can read this chapter below, or on ao3. All parts can be read together or as individual stories.

Eddie was pretty sure that this was the most nervous he'd been in his entire life.

Standing on the Buckley-Kinard porch, flowers in one hand and a poorly wrapped birthday present in the other, he let out a deep breath as he waited for someone to come to the door.

When the door finally opened and Tommy stood in front of him, he felt about two feet tall.

“You are in some deep trouble, Man,” Tommy said, shaking his head.

Technically, he deserved it. It was all his fault.

Juniper's tenth birthday was the first time she would have both parents, and her Uncle Eddie, off work for the whole day. Everyone was going to be at the party, even all of her very annoying ten year old friends, but she was most excited to show off her firefighting family, which very much included Uncle Eddie.

Except Eddie, after a very long and exhausting forty-eight hour shift, was asked by Smith if they could trade shifts. “I only have a twelve on Saturday, and I'd be willing to take your twenty-four on Sunday.” And damn if that didn't sound like a good bargain at the time.

It wasn't until he got back from a call on Saturday and checked his phone to see three missed phone calls and five texts from Buck that it hit him.

He was supposed to be at Juniper's party.

He was an idiot.

And should probably get his brain checked for forgetting the one thing she'd reminded him about over and over to the point of Eddie having to beg her to please stop reminding him.

So now he stood at the door with apology flowers and a present that would have been awesome yesterday, but would probably mean nothing today.

“Am I even allowed in the house?” Eddie asked, Tommy already moving to the side to let him in.

“Well, technically Evan was closer to the door when the bell rang, but he went out back instead of answering.”

Eddie stepped inside but stayed in the entryway while Tommy closed the door. “How mad at me are they? How mad are you?”

“Mm,” Tommy hummed, thinking it over. “I'm down to about a four, but that's because of all the downright pathetic texts you sent me yesterday after Evan wouldn't respond to you. Juniper is probably a nine, but I think she's more sad than mad. Evan is... Well, Evan is Evan, so.”

“So I'm in really deep trouble.”

Tommy nodded. “Oh yeah.”

“I guess I should get started on my apology tour then.”

“Good idea. The five apology texts you sent last night are enough for me, by the way. I'd start with Juniper today if I were you. Evan won't forgive you until she does.”

A sigh. “She in her room?”

“Yeah. Good luck.”

*****

Eddie knocked on the open door, standing in the doorway until Juniper hopefully gave him the all clear to enter.

She was facing away from him, sitting at her desk and carefully applying polish to her fingernails. The knock caused her to swivel in her chair, but the smile she had faded quickly when she saw Eddie there. She turned back around.

“I thought you were Papa,” she grumbled out.

“No, just me. Can I come in, Chewy?”

She shrugged. “Free country.”

For all the ways she was turning into her own person, she still contained so much of her dads attitudes.

Eddie walked into the room and over to her desk, setting the flowers down beside her. “That's part of my apology,” he explained, then he set her gift on the other side of her. “That's for your birthday. Your nails look very nice, by the way.”

It was something she had been getting into lately. She loved trying new polishes. Right now she was applying a shimmery blue, and she had done so almost perfectly. She practiced on Tommy a lot. His toes had a new color every week.

The present Eddie had gotten her was a new polish kit that had come out. It was apparently a huge deal with tweens... and she was supposed to have it yesterday so she could do all her friends nails.

“I don't know if- if you know this,” she said, twisting the cap back on her polish, “but my birthday was yesterday.”

Eddie went over to her bed, tossing some stuffed animals to the side before he sat down. “I know, Juniper,” he started, hoping she'd eventually look his way, “and I'm sorry. I made a stupid mistake, I know I did. There's no excuse, but I am sorry.”

Juniper sighed. She stared down at her nails, watching them shine as she moved them around. “Papa told me I should forgive you.”

“That's nice of him.”

“Daddy told me it was, um, it was up to me.”

“That... sounds like your dad.”

“Then Papa told Daddy that people make mistakes, and a- as long as people really try to do better and mean that they're sorry, we should forgive them.”

“That's good advice,” Eddie agreed.

“Then Daddy told Papa that certain mistakes shouldn't be made in the first place and people should make an- an effort to show up.”

“Well, everyone has the right to feel however they feel,” Eddie reasoned.

“Then,” she continued with an exasperated breath, “they kept talking back and forth so I just came in my room.”

Sometimes Eddie wished he could be a fly on the wall to see what kinds of conversations happen in this house.

This was not one of those times.

“Well, Chewy, I- I hope you do forgive me, but I understand if you need more time, okay? I'll make it up to you however I can, but if you want me to leave you alone for a while I will.”

When Juniper didn't respond, Eddie got up and started for the door. “I'll see ya, Juniper.”

“Wait.”

He stopped dead in his tracks and turned to see that Juniper was facing him now. “Yeah?”

“Are you really sorry?”

“I'm really sorry.”

“And you promise you won't do it again?”

“I-” Eddie paused, “I promise I will do my best to make sure I never make you sad again.”

Her eyes narrowed. “That is- is not the same.”

“It's the best I can do, Kid.”

She eyed him for a minute before seemingly coming to a conclusion. “Fine. I forgive you.”

“You do?”

“Mhm. You said you'd make it up to me, right?”

There's always a catch.

“Yes... Yes, I did.”

She smiled brightly, folding her hands together. “Can we go to Fun Zone today? It's a trampoline park and it's like th- the best place to go ever! Can we go?”

Well, that didn't seem like too much of an ask.

“Sure,” he replied. “Let me clear it with your dads first, but I'm sure it'll be fine.”

She clapped excitedly, her nose scrunching up with her grin. “Yay! I'm gonna get ready!”

Eddie glanced at his watch. “We'll head out in a few minutes, okay? I gotta talk to your dad first.”

The look on Juniper's face changed. “Ohh,” she grimaced. “I think Daddy's more mad than me. Here.” She hopped off her chair and picked up the flowers Eddie had given her. She pulled out one of the miniature roses and handed it to him. “Give this to Daddy. It might help.”

Under any other circumstance, Eddie might have laughed at the serious expression on her face, but not this time. After all, Juniper got her stubbornness from somewhere, and that somewhere was definitely Buck.

*****

Tommy was on the couch reading a magazine when Eddie came out to the living room. “How'd it go?” he asked.

“I've been officially forgiven,” Eddie informed him. “Although it did take a bit of a bribe. We're gonna go to some trampoline park thing after I talk to Buck.”

Tommy perked up at the mention of the park. “You mean Fun Zone?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

Tommy snorted. “Oh, she's good. She is good.”

“What?” Eddie asked nervously. “Why?”

“On Sunday's kids get endless free ice cream. Endless ice cream, trampolines, they've got zip lines, obstacle courses, rope climbing, stuff like that. Add it all together and-”

“And she's gonna vomit in my truck.”

Tommy nodded. “I'd take a bag.”

“She's punishing me, isn't she?”

“We must all pay for our sins, Eddie,” Tommy replied, dramatically flipping the page of his magazine.

“Is Buck outside still?”

“Mhm.” He nodded toward the rose in Eddie's hand. “Flower for him?”

“Junie's idea.”

“Hm. Probably should've gone for the whole bouquet.”

With a roll of his eyes, Eddie turned for the sliding doors and headed out back.

Buck was sitting on the porch, staring out into the backyard ever so solemnly.

“Hey, Buck,” Eddie began with a slow approach toward him.

Buck said nothing, turned slightly to fix his gaze further away from Eddie, toward one of their trees.

“Just letting you know, I already talked to Juniper and cleared everything up.”

Still no response.

Eddie sighed. He scooted a chair beside Buck and sat down. “Buck, I'm sorry. I was overly tired when I took that shift and the party slipped my mind.” He held the flower in front of Buck's face so he couldn't avoid it. “Juniper accepted my apology. Can you?”

Buck stayed unmoving at first, but after a few seconds he took the flower from Eddie and stared down at it. “You only brought me one flower?”

“Buck.”

Finally, Buck turned to him. “That was a really crappy thing to do, Eddie. Junie looks up to you, she'd been telling all her friends about her Uncle Eddie. Told them you were the cool uncle that taught her Spanish, and then you didn't even show up.”

“Buck, I-”

“And I worked on that damn party for two months. You remember all the clipboards.”

“I do.”

“A vintage, early 2010's birthday party? That was the theme I was given! Whatever the hell that even means! Tommy and I spent two months figuring it all out, but all she'd ever talk about was the fact you'd be there. Tommy and I are just her dads, Eddie, you're the special, cool one in her life. You let her down.”

As if Eddie didn't feel bad enough already. “I know, Buck. I know I let her down, and let you guys down too. I'm sorry.”

“You should be,” Buck replied, face tense.

They were both quiet for a minute, until Buck's posture slowly relaxed.

“You know I wouldn't care so much if it was just me, but you hurt Juniper,” Buck explained. “She still enjoyed her party, but she was really upset you weren't there.”

“I know, Buck. I really am sorry, okay? I'm gonna take her to Fun Zone today for a few hours and- and maybe we can have all her friends come to the station sometime soon? Give them a class on fire safety and show them what we do.”

Buck thought for a moment, twirling the rose between his fingers. “And you'll be the one giving the class,” he replied. It was less of a question and more of a command.

“Yes, I will give the class.”

Buck sighed. “Fine. You're forgiven.” He pointed at Eddie, “Never do it again though.”

Eddie raised his hands in surrender. “Wouldn't dream of it.” He groaned as he stood, his bones creaking in ways they never did when he was younger. “I gotta see if Juniper's ready to go. Mind if I steal your kid for a few hours?”

Buck shook his head. “No, but... Wait, did you say you're going to Fun Zone?”

“Yeah.”

“She's gonna puke in your car.”

Eddie closed his eyes, bracing himself for whatever he had just gotten into.

“Yeah, I... I know.”

[outlaw-apologist]

The Gang as Fathers (RDR2)

This was an anon request :D Characters: Arthur, Hosea, Dutch, Charles, Sean, Kieran, and Micah TW: Micah’s contains graphic/violent themes Requests are always welcome~ feel free to request anything hehe AO3 link here ___  Arthur - He always pretends to be stern with his child but gives in almost immediately. “You can’t have candy before bed….” He puts on his best mean face that only lasts a few seconds. “Fine, just one piece.” - His baby will learn how to ride a horse before learning how to walk. Arthur will hold his child while caring for the horses or will cradle them in his lap during trail rides. - “I heard a little alcohol was good for babies. Makes ‘em sleep better.” He’ll stick his pinkie finger in some whiskey and will let the baby suck on it to calm down, but only during fitful crying or when his baby won’t sleep.

- As his child grows older he’ll try hard to give them a good education. Not city folk education, but enough to know about the world. There’ve been many times Arthur wished he had gone to school as a kid. - When his child draws for the first time Arthur is SO proud! He shows EVERYONE and keeps the drawing tucked safely in his journal for many many years to come. It doesn’t matter how old his baby gets, he keeps every drawing no matter what. - If Arthur had a daughter I think he would try harder to learn more about women’s rights. He might even visit the protesting lady in Saint Denis and ask her a few questions. He’s seen how the world treats women and he wants to raise a strong woman of his own who will always believe in herself and love herself no matter what. - Also- Daddy daughter dates!!! He would go to all the nice little cafe’s and bakeries with his daughter or would take her on special little picnics. - Camping trips!!!! Every weekend Arthur is packing his kiddo(s) up to go camping. He doesn’t like fishing but he’ll take his kids forging and teach them how to live off the land. When they’re bigger Arthur teaches them how to hunt small animals, like squirrels, with a bow and arrow. At night he cooks dinner over an open fire and sings trail riding songs or tells stories of his days as an outlaw. - If his child ever goes through a tween or teen phase of hating him Arthur WILL cry himself to sleep every. damn. night. wondering what he did wrong. Even if he knows it’s just how kids are at times, it really hurts his feelings. That self loathing part of him mixed with old family wounds never leaves him. - Sorry to any wife or husband of Arthur’s out there – but Arthur would save his child before all else in ANY dangerous circumstance. He’ll save his spouse next but the kid(s) come first. - “When you’re older I’ll give you my hat. It was my daddy’s hat, and now it’s your daddy’s hat. One day it’ll be your hat.” “Hey! Stop playing with my hat!” “Di’ju take my hat to school?  Don’t do it again.” - Even if his children are around people he trusts he will still watch them like a hawk, almost afraid someone will snatch them away. - He really hates being away from his children so he sends letters about his great adventures to them until he can return. - Arthur really doesn’t want his children walking in his footsteps, BUT he does wish they could experience true adventure and freedom. Because of this he’ll plan elaborate activities. Sometimes he creates treasure maps and will take his children riding around the state to find a ‘hidden treasure’ Arthur himself buried. - When his child turns 13 he’ll take them out to find a wild horse of their choosing, then he’d teach them how to tame the horse as a right of passage. It’s an amazing bonding experience between the both of them, and he thinks horses are special animals. Growing up with your horse is a must. - “Seriously gimme my hat!” -- Hosea - Hosea’s always secretly wanted a little one of his own. It doesn’t matter if he has a daughter or a son, that baby will be in his arms 24/7 - Literally wants to raise his child as a mini him – in the most positive way possible. - Bedtime stories were chapter books and his children learn how to read fairly early-on in their childhood. - Every few years Hosea gifts his child a new fishing pole that matches how big they’ve grown. Fishing is very important to him and he makes a point to have a special spot where he camps with his kids and fishes for days. Playing in the rocks and trees, hiding in the fields around the camp when not catching fish. Instead of campfire stories he reads books out loud or retells old memories he finds amusing. - “I want you to understand, the outlaw life is not for everyone.” Hosea is torn. He doesn’t want his children to become outlaws like him… However there’s a part of him he can’t deny where he wishes his child would be there with him no matter where he was. If his child became an outlaw he wouldn’t fully protest it. He’d feel guilty, I think, but he doesn’t want to be away from his kid(s). -That being said, his kid is raised with the Van-Der-Linde gang. Whenever Dutch or Susan tries to parent his child Hosea will always stand up to them. He puts a lot of emphasis on Arthur and John to protect his babies; mostly because he views Arthur and John as his children too, so they should act like good brothers. - He would LOVE taking his kids out to see plays or to the circus whenever the circus is in town. He’ll take them to films too though he prefers the performing arts (theater) first. However, he loves exposing his children to any and all types of art. If his child ever expresses an interest in acting or writing he’d swell with pride and do anything to support them. - Hosea is a smart man. He know he’s living on borrowed time. Making it to your 50’s as an outlaw was no minor feat. There’s money no one knows about, not even Dutch. Money that can set his children for life. He makes sure to bury it carefully and made arrangements for his child to receive a map of its whereabouts in case of his death. - “And that is ursa major and ursa minor.” Star gazing with papa Hosea! - He is firm but empathetic. Hosea will uphold any punishments that he thinks fits the crime. However, he’s never spanked or laid a hand on his kids. He’s more interested in life lessons. If he catches his child stealing then he’ll force them to donate something of theirs to the poor, ect. - If his baby is sick he’ll stay up all night by their bedside checking their fever and making sure they’re okay. He refuses to leave their side and won’t sleep until he knows his baby is okay. - Hosea’s biggest fear is losing his child.   He’s big on teaching his kid safety from a young age, even if that means using a knife or a gun. - For their 18th birthday he’ll gift his child a very beautifully engraved pistol. The engraving will be a quote or a saying that is personal to him and that child. Something with meaning only they would understand. - Even if his child is a full grown adult, Hosea will come read with them at bedtime. It’s something that makes him feel loved and cherished and he hopes his child feels the same way. - You cannot convince me this man would not put on a play with his children. He encourages the gang to act excited or amazed while watching. He’ll shoot a glare at Dutch whenever Dutch acts a little too excited. --- Dutch - Let’s be honest, Hosea raises any and all of Dutch’s children. - No kid friendly books, his children learn how to read philosophy like men. -Will completely destroy his children in any and all board games. He’ll never let them win no matter how young they are. If his kid starts crying he’ll say something snarky like “Aww go cry to mommy/papa Hosea.” - He is definitely the fun parent though. (At least in his opinion). His 10 year old is robbing trains. He’ll rob a candy store too for shits and giggles, just so his little one thinks he’s cool. - He really does love when his child sits on his knee or rides on his shoulders. It makes his heart swell with happiness. - I don’t think Dutch really knows what to do with children. He just treats them as tiny adults. - He will ALWAYS introduce his children with pride. Because of that there’s this… unspoken pressure for his children to always be at their best. They always need to be well articulated or ready for action. Otherwise there might be a dreaded “I thought I taught you better.” speech. - Dutch really did try hard to make sure his children grew up smart and capable. However, if that ever turns them against him or if they question him he immediately gets upset/angry. - His children will grow up calling him daddy and Hosea papa. Dutch might try to correct them a few times. “It’s uncle Hosea-” But he gives up rather quickly. - Dutch does mean well. He tries to take his children on special or fun outings. Unfortunately it always ends up about him or the mood is ruined with a long philosophical rant/speech. - He is not a completely useless father though. If his child is hurt he’s the first one there to scoop them up and console them. He would bandage them up and kiss their boo-boo’s better…. Up until near the end when the gang starts splitting apart. Around this time it seems as if he’s not fully present and so it doesn’t register to him that his child is hurt or injured. He starts to see it as their own personal problem no matter what age they might be. - His children are brought up seeing him as this wise, smart, powerful figure. They view him more as a savior than a loving parent. Basically they’re brought up to view Dutch the same way as the rest of the gang sees him. He provides shelter, clothes, food, and safety. He is the reason they have a free life. And because of this I do think they would have a lot of love for their father, but, they’ll never feel like they’re good enough. - If anyone ever touched a hair on his child’s head… Without fail they’ll end up filled with bullet holes or burnt to a crisp. He’s not great at showing his love but his children are his everything. ----- Charles - Charles is the type of parent that loves his children SO much he doesn’t even need to say a word. His love is always shown through his actions. He’ll gently sweep their hair out of their face or he’ll rub their back. When they’re little kids Charles will always press a little kiss to the top of their heads. - He doesn’t give in as easy as Arthur does. No candy before bed. Eat your dinner before dessert, drink more water, don’t go off alone, ect. He’s never mean about it. Charles tries to make sure his children are as healthy and well looked after as possible. - What if he’s not here one day? What if his past catches up with him or something bad happens? This is always in the back of Charles’ mind. Because of this he teaches his children how to be self sufficient from a young age. He makes a game out of cleaning up and chores become a family activity. He tries to keep it fun for them since they’re still kids. - Children are the future in Charles’ eyes. He teaches his kids everything he knows. They’re taken on hunting trips and out forging or fishing. Charles teaches them how to make bows and arrows. He’ll tell stories about his mother or his experiences. Most of all he teaches his children respect. Respect for nature and all of the animals they may meet. - When Charles’ child is an infant or a baby he will ALWAYS be holding them. Doesn’t matter what he’s doing, that baby will be on his back or in his arms. He LOVES holding his children. It helps ground him and reminds him they’re really his and life can be good. - He won’t admit it but he loves dressing his children up. He likes to make or buy clothing and accessories he thinks would suit them. During winter his favorite part of the day is bundling them up in their coats and scarves. Charles thinks they look adorable toddling off to play in the snow. - HE WOULD BE SUCH A GOOD GIRL DAD! Charles goes out of his way to learn different hairstyles so he can do his daughter’s hair different every day. I think he’d make jewelry for his daughters and would always be singing with them or playing with them. Charles would be very protective yet respectful. He’d still teach his daughters how to track and hunt, ect. - Charles carries pictures of his children everywhere he goes. On the rare occasion he’s drunk he takes out the pictures to show everyone like “Look at my babies!” - He would be that annoying parent who’s children becomes their personality. He doesn’t talk much but if he’s with someone he’s friends with he’ll casually work his children into all of his small comments. “I need to get some fresh meat for my family.” “My children would love it here.” “I would never let a man like that around my children.” - Charles would totally call his child ‘baby’. “Hi baby!!!” “What do you need baby?” “Oh no, don’t cry baby.” He wouldn’t do it in public but in private???? He is soooo unbearably loving and mushy with his kids. It doesn’t matter how old they are, that’s his baby. - Charles didn’t really have parents while growing up. He wants to show his children as much love, kindness, and compassion as possible. The world is cold and cruel. If he can be the light and warmth for his kids then he’ll do it. - When his children grow up, if they decide to pursue goals/dreams Charles doesn’t fully understand, he will go out of his way to educate himself on that topic just to show them support. -Charles is one of those parents that really don’t want their children to move away from him. If they chose to he’ll respect their wishes but you bet that man will be crying DAILY because he misses his kids. - For the same reasons, Charles can’t be away from his kids more than two days without feeling heartbroken. - Charles would honestly do so well as a single father if he ever becomes one. - He’s a huge fan of gentle parenting. He keeps his voice calm and talks his children through anger/sadness with patience. It’s important for him that his children feel seen and heard. - Charles is the type of father that’ll beat the SHIT out of anyone who messes with his baby. - He’ll play dress-up with his kids. If his children want him to be a princes… he’ll be a mf princess! ------ Sean - God… Sean as a father? The house will be burnt down immediately the first time he watches his kid(s) alone. - He’s the fun parent. He’s also the unsafe parent. He really doesn’t see anything wrong with bringing his 3yo with him on a robbery. “They had a blast, it was great!” - Let’s be real, Sean is more of a friend to his child than an actual parent. He’ll never reinforce any rules. He’s always down to clown. He’ll be your best buddy but he won’t help you with your homework. - It’s fine to give kids alcohol sometimes in his eyes. “Go on, you can have a sip of my beer. It’ll put some hair on your chest.” - If his child isn’t as bubbly or loud as him he’ll be a bit disappointed. If his child matches his energy he’ll be 10x worse. They’ll be working off of the same brain-cell. - Sean loves to dress his children up to look like him. He thinks it’s hilarious. He even calls his baby ‘Baby MacGuire’. “Hello there baby MacGuire.” “D’ju have a good day today little baby MacGuire?” “This is my wee baby MacGuire.” - He has dropped his baby on the head, probably more than once. He felt really bad about it. - He will make his kids do the “two children in a trench coat” thing to rob a store. He literally pisses himself laughing when it actually works. - Half of the gang will end up raising his child while he pops in sometimes to have fun outings with them. -Is he a good parent? Fuck no. But his children will LOVE him and I think they’ll always have a good relationship with him. - Sean has tried to get John to teach his kids how to swim. He doesn’t understand John can’t swim…. - He never forgets a birthday because he loves eating sweets with his kiddos but he WILL forget every other important event. ------ Kieran - I think Kieran would be a really good father! He’d never raise his voice. His punishments are very light, yet he’d make sure his children would know what they did wasn’t right. - He’s not great at socializing with his children, but he LOVES to listen to them. It fills him with so much happiness when his children confide in him. He doesn’t always know what to say but he’ll be there whenever they need him. - If he has a baby he’ll be so afraid of making any noises while the baby is sleeping. If he’s holding his baby as they sleep, Kieran refuses to move in case it wakes them. - He writes the names of his children on the tags of their clothes so they don’t get lost. - Kieran is a doormat for any teenage children. He hates disappointing or upsetting his child, so if he has a teenager who tests his boundaries that teen will win every time. - However, I think his children would love him more than anything. Even if they did do bad things to Kieran I think they’d feel guilty and wouldn’t do it again. - Piggy backing off of that – The best ‘punishment’ Kieran could give his kids is disappointment. If daddy Kieran is disappointed in you then you KNOW you fucked up. Because of this his children end up pretty well behaved. - All Duffy’s grow up around horses. He loves bringing his kids to the stables. Letting them pet and brush the horses. He holds them up so they can feed the horses treats. - He likes fishing even if he isn’t the greatest at it. He’ll take his children fishing or would let them work on arts and crafts while he fishes. - While most kids walk home from school, Kieran always waits outside for his kiddos so he can walk with them. - He always wishes his children “sweet dreams” before going to bed. Every. Single. Night. He’s never missed a night EVER. - I think Kieran would take his children to visit Ireland. Maybe to see his father’s extended family. - Holidays are very special in the Duffy household. Even if Kieran and his kids have to hand-make decorations he’ll do it! Anything to make their childhood special. - He takes special walks with his kids. During the autumn he’ll make his children catch a falling leaf each before they can go home. He hopes it helps them feel the magic of childhood. - Kieran is terrified his children would be orphaned like he was. Because of this he works long hours when he can. He saves up a decent chunk of money and hides it. Only his children know where it’s at and understand it’s only for emergencies. ------ Micah - God forbid Micah ever has a daughter. There is a chance he would decide to raise her as a boy BUT I honestly think he’d either kill her, make her a dumpster baby, or would pawn the child off on someone else. In the even that the child is raised by someone else Micah would probably visit once every six months and probably stick around until that child is old enough to ‘work’ for him. - If he had a son tho…. Micah Bell the IV. - He’s a very cold father. Nothing his child does will ever be good enough for him. Because of that his child would probably try to win his favor until they’re old enough to realize they’ll never have it. - “One day this empire of mine will be yours.” and he owns NOTHING! - Micah definitely has shaken his baby. He probably spanks them or whips them with a belt whenever they’re bad. - His children grow up to take care of him and do things for him. They do all the chores. If Micah needs a beer one of them always has to go get it. - If one of his children ever becomes attached to an animal (cat, dog, horse) he would shoot that animal dead to teach them a lesson. And that lesson is to ‘not be soft’ and ‘attachments are useless’. - He doesn’t do anything to take care of them. Child rearing is a woman’s job. Micah makes the money. He comes home expecting a hot meal then he fucks off. His children are probably relieved that he’s gone so much. - Once his oldest is in their late teens Micah would gift them one of his guns. He doesn’t love anything more than those guns so it’s symbolic of how much he does care for his child. Micah can’t love normally, nor does he know how to show it. His oldest will understand the weight of the gesture and it may even make that child feel indebted to him. - He’s the very old fashioned type that thinks he automatically should have respect from his children. - If no one is willing to take care of his children, every night would be “fend for yourself night” in the Bell household. He’d never lift a finger to cook for or take care of them.

[snoopyearss]

“Ride Me Like a Rodeo” satosugu x fem. reader

Frat boys gojo and geto in cowboy costumes mmm

cw: frenemies to lovers, slight dumification, Eiffel Tower, creampies, slight degradation, cunnilingus, pet names (bunny,angel,pretty girl,etc), unestablished love to confessions

I didn’t really proof read I’m sorry for any typos

W.C: 5k

"Come on Y/n, please?" Shoko clasped her hands together, turning doe-eyed as she begged you to come to yet another college party with her, Utahime, and Mei. "For the last time, I said no. What's so different about this party? What's so special about it?" You sighed as Shoko climbed onto your bed. "This one is better. It's a costume party at the fraternity house. The best alcohol, the best weed, the best everything," Shoko raved. "If it's at that fraternity, then I definitely won't be going. Not with the wonder twins being there," you grumbled in annoyance. "Oh please, Satoru and Suguru won't bother you. They'll be too busy trying to secure a two-man with two desperate girls."

"Um, did you forget who we’re dealing with? It’s Satoru and Suguru. They’ve been picking on me since we were tweens. They aren't gonna stop now. God, I can hear them now," Shoko giggled. "Just admit you have a secret crush on them. The tension is so thick, you can cut through it with a knife," she teased and poked your cheek. "Don’t ever let that word, ‘crush’ come out of your lips again when it comes to talking about those two. And because of that, I’m really not going." You playfully pushed her off your bed and pulled the covers over your head.

"Okay, fine, I won't mention the obvious crush you have on them again," you said as you moved the duvet slightly down to show Shoko a very displeased eye. "Sorry, sorry. But seriously, they'll be distracted. If they end up picking on you, let's leave, okay?" she reassured. There was a bit of silence on your end as you contemplated whether or not it was really worth thinking about it in the first place. Although a costume party sounds fun, it's at the same frat Satoru and Suguru are in, and knowing them, they'll pick on your costume. God, they're annoying. But if they'll be distracted like Shoko said, and you hope to God they would be, there's no harm in a little fun. You could use it.

Even though you’ve always claimed that you couldn't stand them, the truth was quite the opposite. You’ve harbored crushes on them since we were kids. It all began with Suguru. He was always so laid-back, even at such a young age. Satoru, on the other hand, would constantly tease you by stealing your pencils and 'accidentally' tripping you in the hallways. But Suguru was always there to help you up. Despite his somewhat 'nice' demeanor, he was usually the mastermind behind the mischief that he and Satoru would get into. Nonetheless, your crush on them never fully faded away.

"Alright," you let out a long sigh. "I'll go." Shoko clapped her hands and brought her fist to her body, whispering a "yes." "Okay, we need to get costumes. We should leave like now." She yanked the duvet off your now freezing body and grabbed your arm. "Ow! Okay! Okay! I'm getting up."-

“What do you think of this one? Should we match?” Shoko held up a Playboy Bunny and a Hugh Hefner costume. “I was thinking, you could be the bunny, and I’ll be sexy Hugh Hefner.” She raised her eyebrows in her attempt to persuade you. “Seems kind of played out don’t you think?” You giggled at her frown. ‘You’re right. We need something that would make you stand out in front of them.” She winked. “Oh my God, Shoko,” You groaned. “Sorry, Sorry. You just make it so easy. C’mon, let’s go to the next aisle.”

You turn on your heel to go into the next aisle with Shoko following close behind. “I kind of want to be a cowgirl.” You picked up a black cowboy hat. “But my idea was played out?” She teased. “Your idea is a carbon copy of what everyone else would be wearing when we go tonight. Besides,” You placed the hat on your head. “I’d make a hot cowgirl.” Shoko pulled her phone out to take photos of you doing silly poses in the hat.

“Ooh, practicing for later?” You heard someone’s flirty, obnoxious voice travel through your ears behind you.

No.

you froze in embarrassment as the person who was standing behind you most definitely saw you place the hat on your head and pose for the camera Shoko pulled out. "Oh, look who it is!" Shoko shoved her phone back in her pocket and went to give the person behind you a hug. "Satoru! And, is that Suguru? What a nice surprise!" The way she said that made you narrow your eyes in suspicion. "Yeah, what a surprise," you turned around to face the two looming figures towering above you. "It's almost like Shoko knew you were gonna be here," you said through gritted teeth. "What, not happy to see us? I thought you'd be ecstatic," Satoru pouted and placed his heavy arm around your shoulder. You pushed his arm off in response. "Well, since we're here, we might as well look for costumes too. Maybe we can all match," Satoru smiled wide. "Absolutely not," You frowned. "Yeah, I agree. How weird would it be if we were all cowboys? Y/n, go find a new costume," Suguru took the hat from your head and placed it on his.

“No way, I claimed it. Give that back!” You lunged over to grab it from his hold. But he was too quick and ultimately too tall, so he used it to his advantage and held it above his head. “Come and get it.” He winked at you and you snarled. You looked to where you picked the hat up from, only for it to be the last one on the rack. “Suguru Geto, if you don’t give me my hat back, I’ll-” “Technically it’s not yours. You didn’t pay for it.” You groaned in frustration. “It’s not even worth it.” You turned to get other accessories for the costume you said you were going to wear. “You can keep the stupid hat. Practice your moves on Satoru or something.” You walked passed the boys to go pay for the remaining items. “Now you’ve done it.” Shoko snickered. “We didn’t even do anything? That mouth of hers is nasty.” Satoru frowned.

-

“I can’t believe those two,” You started on your rant for the third time. “I bet they weren’t even gonna be cowboys, it wasn’t until I had the hat on. Now I have to wear this costume.” You pouted. “Oh please, Lola bunny from space jam is still a sexy costume. You let them get under your skin too much.” Shoko reassured you from the other room. “Okay but, the whole purpose of me wanting to be a cowgirl was because of the hat. It was to complete the look!” You fixed the mascara smudge under your eye. “Maybe you can take it right back during the party.” You placed the bunny ears on top of your head. “It’s too late, the damage is done.” You dramatically sighed. You heard Shoko giggle as she walked into your room. “Woah,” was all she said staring at your figure.

The white halter crop top you wore really highlighted your figure and emphasized your curves, making you look stunning in the tight fabric. The snug-fitting white booty shorts were wrapped around your waist, accentuating your curves and making your backside look absolutely stunning. Your hair was styled in a high ponytail with a side bang, and you accessorized with knee-high white socks adorned with bold blue and red stripes at the knee. Needless to say, you looked incredibly sexy. “Holy shit, I don’t know what you’re so concerned about. You look fucking hot.” She eyed you up and down. “They’re not gonna know what hit ‘em.” As she was eyeing you, you had no choice but to stare at her costume too. She was a sexy nurse. Quite fitting since it’s what she was in school for. The white latex mini dress really squeezed her curves in all the right places. “You’re talking about me? Nurse, I think I’m sick. I think I need some assistance.” You giggled.

You both walked out the door to meet up with Utahime and Mei Utahime and Mei. “You both look so fucking amazing!” Utahime squeals jumping up and down. “You’re gonna be turning head tonight,” Mei eyed you both up and down. “Especially two people-” You groaned loudly. “Enough already!” Fingers going to quickly plug your ears so you don’t hear the end of that sentence. They all giggle at your discomfort. Both her and Mei were doing matching costumes with her as Chucky, and Mei as Chucky’s bride, Tiffany. You can’t deny, Mei looked really sexy in that corset. Utahime’s overalls really showed off her curves. “But anyway, so do you two! I can’t wait for the pics!” You wrapped your arms around each of their shoulders. “Ready to go?” Shoko pulled out a mini flash from between her breasts to take a swing and hand it to the three you. “Let’s go for it!”

You four walk up to the frat house, the loud music thrumming through your body from the outside. You gulp as you walk in. What was making you so nervous? You usually go party with these girls. What makes this time so different?

You four walked into the house and took a look around to see where you’d go first. On your right, you could see people playing beer pong, to your left you see a smaller group on the couch passing a blunt around. “Where do you guys wanna start?” You yelled over the music. “Let’s get drinks first!” Utahime suggested and you all nodded in unison. You made your way straight ahead to where the kitchen is to see the counter covered in cups and snacks scattered around. Shoko grabs a cup and hands it over to you. “What is it?” You asked her placing the rim of the cup to your lips. “Jungle juice. Drink up!” You smiled downing the whole drink.

“Huh, I didn’t know you had it in you Y/n. That mouth of yours is somethin’ else.” Your eyes instinctively roll at the sound of Suguru Geto's annoyingly sultry voice. As you turn around, you see both of them towering over you, causing your heart rate to quicken. They are both dressed as cowboys, exuding undeniable sex appeal. Their black button-up shirts are partially unbuttoned, revealing their chiseled and defined chests. The sleeves are rolled up to the elbows, showcasing their strong forearms. You can't help but gawk at their appearance, feeling a dull ache between your legs that you can't control. Your gaze eventually lands on the hat Suguru took from you at the costume store, bringing you back to reality.

“Honestly, we didn’t think you’d show up after what happened earlier.” Satoru took a sip of the drink he was holding. “Believe me, I didn’t want to, but Shoko wasn’t going to let that happen.” You pointed to Shoko next to you and sighed. “I really wasn’t. Besides, who wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to see you in this cute bunny costume!” She exclaimed. The two boys stood before you, their eyes lingering on your outfit, smirks playing on their lips as they scanned you from top to bottom.

“Fuck,” Satoru whispered under his breath. His pants starting to grow a little tighter. “Bunny, huh? Cute.” Suguru playfully raised his arm to flick one of the floppy ears on top of your head and chuckled, unable to tear his eyes away from you. You tilted your head in suspicion, sensing something unusual in their behavior. "Hands off, cowboy. I'm still mad you took my hat," you pouted, taking the cup from Satoru's hand and bringing it to your lips. Satoru seemed about to say something, but then hesitated. As you tilted the cup up to finish it, a few droplets escaped and trickled down to your top, leaving the very thin white fabric damp.Exposing what your left nipple looked like. You don’t know what came over you, but something told you this could be used as revenge. The constant annoying you during classes, or when they come over to visit Shoko, all you’re doing is drinking messily from a red solo cup, yet it has them speechless.

You wiped your mouth then grabbed Satoru’s hand and placed the cup back in his grasp. “Ready to dance Shok?” You held your arm out to her as she stared at you for a few seconds then linked arms with you. The both of you walk passed Suguru and Satoru, feeling daggers being sent straight to your backside. “What was that over there? You trying to start something?” She joked. “Maybe. But did you see how quiet they both got? Let me bask in this really quick.”

Both boys watched as you danced with Shoko, grinding and swiveling your hips against her and flashing your signature smile. As soon as you were getting comfortable dancing with shoko, you feel her soft body being replaced what felt like a masculine figure. You don’t stop dancing, figuring it might be a frat boy looking to get some ass thrown back on him or something, but that voice sounded too familiar. “Didn’t know you could dance like this either. You’re holding out on me, bunny.” You whipped your head around to see Suguru behind you with a half smile on his stupid perfect face. “How did you- where’s Shoko?” You studdered in confusion. “Dancing with some guy. She told me to take her place.” He began to run his hands up and down your sides. You’d kill Shoko for pulling a stunt like this, but you also didn’t want him to stop. His hands on you just felt so good. “Don’t stop dancing now. C’mon bunny, show me how you were dancing before I got here.”

“Don’t call me that,” You snapped. You began to move you hips along with the music and placed your hands on top of the ones that were on your body currently. “You’re so cute when you listen, pretty.” Suguru's warm breath caressed your neck, sending tingles down your spine. His presence was captivating, drawing you in with an intoxicating allure. His sultry voice held a power that seemed to command obedience from anyone who heard it. As the alcohol coursed through your veins, warmth and relaxation spread through your body, creating a sense of dangerous excitement. ‘Fuck it, it’s halloweekend. Who cares?’ You thought, grinding on him even harder. “Tryin’ to get a rise outta me or somethin’?” He could barely keep his composure. “I already did. Wanna know how?” Suguru bent down a little to humor you so his ear was at your face level. “Because I can feel it.” You lightly grazed the shell of his ear with your teeth, that sending him over the edge. “You’re killing me,” He breathes out. “What are you gonna do about it? What are you and Satoru gonna do about it?” You tease.

-

It didn’t take long for Suguru to hoist you over his shoulder and carry you up the stairs to his room. "I was just waiting for the green light, sweetheart," he says as he smacks your ass and swings open his bedroom door. "About time," you say quietly, praying he didn’t catch that. “Parading around in these shorts of yours, you’re such a fuckin’ tease you know that?” He set you down and smacked your ass once more. “Did it work?” You stared up at him with big eyes making his cock twitch. “More than you ever know.” He walked up closer to you, causing you to back away and land on his bed. He climbs on top of you and lightly grazes your neck with his lips. “Tell me you want this, Y/n. Tell me. If you don't, I’ll stop. Please tell me you want this too.” He pleads, grazing his nose up and down your neck. “I..I want thi-” The door swung open and there stood Satoru. “Yo, I was looking for you everywhere. We’re gonna play a drinking game and-” He stopped to fully unpack the situation that was unfolding before him. “Aw man! Don’t tell me you’ve started without me!” Satoru pouted. “Nothing even happened.” Suguru rolls his eyes. “Now you’re here, you might as well join. What do you think, sweetheart? Want us to take turns with you?” Suguru places his thigh in between your legs to add some pressure. You moan softly at the feeling and nod your head. “We need your words, pretty.”

Suguru starts to softly move his thigh up and down your clothed cunt to give you more friction. “Fuck, yes. Please.” You plead. “That all I needed.” Satoru unbuttons his top and gets into bed next to the two of you. He tilts your jaw to face him and smashes his lips into yours. His kisses were sloppy, but just enough to make you feel so intoxicated off of him. It was a different contrast from Suguru dry humping you, clearly feeling his hard cock begging to be let out of the restraints. “You had some nerve showing up to this party in those tight ass shorts, princess.” Satoru said between kisses. “And -fuck- these ears. Were you trying to tease us, bunny?” Suguru added on. “Maybe,” You giggled. Suguru kisses down your neck and slowly lifts your top up to expose your breasts. He hissed at your perked nipples, mouth-watering as your chest rose and fell watching you messily make out with Satoru. He licked a long stripe from your belly button to the valley of each breast before latching onto your nipple. You moaned in Satoru’s mouth as Suguru swirled his tongue. “Fuck, Sugu,” You ran your fingers in his hair. “Hey, what about me?” Satoru pouts his kiss-bruised lips.

“Attention whore,” You teases and kissed his lips. You gasped suddenly at Suguru slowly pulling your shorts down. “Thereee we go, no no, keep those sock on. They look so sexy squeezing your thighs.” He stopped your wrists from pulling them down as he spread your legs apart, showcasing the damp spot in the middle of your underwear. “Oh, look at this Satoru,” The blue-eyed man got down on his knees next to his best friend to see what he was being shown. “Someone’s eager,” He cooed and placed the pad of his thumb on your print causing you to moan out. “Mph! Fuck,” You threatened to close your legs around them. “Satoru, I have an idea,” Suguru whispered. The only thing you felt was your thong being pulled down and their warm breaths fanning over your heat. In the next moment, you felt someone's warm, wet tongue swirling at the entrance of your cunt. Your breath hitched at the feeling, only for it to be completely ripped away from you when you felt another tongue applying pressure to your clit. “Oh- Oh my God!” You shot up, propping yourself up by your elbows to watch the two go down on you at the same time. The noises they were both made with their tongues and the moans coming from each of them, caused a dull vibration throughout your lower half. “Oh my God, it feels..s-so good,” Your moans filled the room as you plopped back down on your back and grabbed a handful of hair from each head. You could only focus your eyes on the ceiling, as watching the two of them devour you like it was their last meal was too much for your pretty head to handle. “Look at us bunny,” Suguru commanded. “Look at us as we taste you. We wanna see that pretty face.” You took a deep breath and tilted your head down to watch as Satoru slowly inserted two fingers inside of you. You whined and bucked your hips up. “Shh, it’s okay bunny, it’s okay. It feels good doesn’t it?” Satoru cooed and kissed your inner thigh. It didn’t take long for Suguru to insert his fingers inside of you as well, giving you a nice stretch. You whined louder at the feeling and began to jerk your hips around.

“Uh uh, try not to move sweetheart, we’re just getting you ready for you to take us.” Suguru lightly scolded and began to push his fingers in and out of your sopping wet cunt at the opposite time as Satoru. You lie there sucking air in and out of your lungs as you felt micro heat waves crash over your lower half. The waves were only getting stronger as Suguru started curling his fingers hitting your g-spot, causing your back to arch. “Oh, Fuck! I’m so close!” Your breathing was uneven and legs trembling as your moans intensified. The waves getting bigger and bigger quickly crashing down as Satoru swirls his tongue around your clit to get you there. Your jaw goes slack and Suguru holds your waist down with his free arm to prevent you from jerking around too much. Fingers never stopping, only fastening in speed and you rode out your orgasm. Slowly, they pulled out their fingers and placed them in their mouths, getting a proper taste of you.

“You taste amazing bunny,” Satoru gushes. You couldn’t respond. Still shocked over the earth shattering orgasm you just experienced. Your breathing was heavy as you stared at the ceiling. “Don’t tell me we already fucked you stupid.” Suguru joked, which made you snap out of whatever trance you were in. “Oh please, I was thinking about Toji.” You teased and they both looked at you with a blank face. You knew it would get under their skin. Since they hated Toji. He was a very popular athlete from your rival school. So for you to bring him up at a time like this? You were in for it.

“You know, for such a cute costume, you sure do have a filthy mouth.” Suguru unbuckled his pants. “Let’s give you something to fix that, hm?” He pulled his pants down and got on top of you, legs on either side of your face with his cock right in front of you. He lazily jerked himself off a couple of times before tapping the tip on your lips, letting his precum get all over them. “I’ve got something for that smart mouth bunny, c’mon, open up.” He held your jaw with his hand and slowly pushed himself in your mouth. “Argh, fuck. This mouth is so warm,” he grunted, forcing you to take him all the way down. “There we go, take all of it bunny. Good girl.” Suguru kept holding your jaw, watching your big bold eyes grow wide as you sucked him in. You whimpered at the feeling of Satoru’s tip circling your opening. “Think you can take both of us at the same time sweetheart?” Suguru let you take him out of you mouth to verbally say yes. “Yes, fuck me Toru, please.” You pleaded. “So polite now after you’ve had my cock in your mouth.” Suguru comes as you moan at the feeling of Satoru pushing himself inside you. “So tight angel. Look at how well she’s sucking me in.” He rubs your clit. Satoru wastes no time bottoming out inside of you, causing you to moan out with Suguru’s cock still around your mouth. “Mmph, fuck bunny, ‘feels so good moaning around me like that.” He moans throwing his head back. Satoru matches his thrusts with his best friends’ making you feel dizzy in the best way possible.

“Fuck, this pussy is so good. You’re doing so good baby. Taking us in like this. Such a dirty fuckin’ girl.” Satoru’s mouth getting filthier the more he fucks you. “Gonna make me cum deep inside you already.” He chuckles, dropping a glob of spit right where you both meet. “Ah, you can last longer than that, Satoru. Otherwise it’d be embarrassing.” The raven-eyed man joked. “Oh? Wanna make this a bet?” Satoru sassed. Flashing the back of Suguru’s head a smirk. “Don’t start -fuck that’s it- somethin’ you can’t finish,” Satoru chuckled and continued to pound deep into you. The contrast of Suguru fucking your mouth nice and slow verses Satoru’s hard and deep thrusts were driving you insane. It was making your orgasm approach at lightning speed, not even giving you a chance to announce it. Your moans got louder, you clenched tightly around Satoru’s cock, making it harder for him to thrust in and out. “Oh shiiit,” He hisses at the feeling of you creaming on his cock. “You’re tryna milk me right now..it’s gonna make me -fuck- cum.” His eyes squeeze shut as he continues to thrust into you. Hoping by not looking at the white ring forming around his cock, it’ll get him to last longer. But when one sense is gone, the other sense heightens, so his sense of touch only made his cock more sensitive. “Fuuuuuck shit, y/n y’er killin’ me. Gonna cum and you’re gonna take it so fuckin’ deep, I don’t even care anymore.” His movements come to a halt as he pours thick ropes of cum deep inside of you. Your moans are high pitched as you feel him fill you up so deep. Both of you and Satoru’s moans were more than enough to have Suguru flooding you mouth with his cum as well. “Oh shit, there we go bunny, there we go, take my fucking cum.” He’s holding your jaw as if the feed it down your throat. He slowly pulls it out and taps the tip on your tongue.

“Still with us sweetheart?” Satoru rubs your thigh and you lazily nod. “Good, cause you’re gonna ride me.” Suguru flips you over so you’re on top of him. Very fitting that the took everything off besides the cowboy hats, and you took everything off besides the bunny ears and the knee high socks. “D-Don’t let that stupid hat get to your head.” You said with all the wittiness you had left. “And yet, here you are, about to ride me like a..cowboy,” Suguru lifted your hip up with one hand and aligned his cock under you. “Now bounce on this cock like the good little bunny you are.” He lowered your hips all the way down onto him, making your back arch in response. “Fuck! S-Sugu,” you squeaked. You bounced up and down, the smacking of your thighs connecting to his. “Fuck, you’re so wet sweetheart.” Suguru grunted. “Yeah? Usin’ my cum as lube Sugu?” Satoru stood up on the bed, standing next to his best friend, lazily jerking his cock off in front of your face. “Gonna suck on my tip, gorgeous?” He forcefully pushed his tip past your lips. You wrapped your mouth around it and used your free hand to stroke the rest of his length. “Fuck bunny, gonna make me come again, haha.” He nervously chuckled, surprised at the fact that you were about to make him come again. “I’m right behind you, fuck baby girl, ‘m gonna fill you up again.” Suguru grabbed both hips and began to piston into you. Your moans were increasing in speed, letting them know you were right behind them. At this rate, you’re all going to come at the same time.

“Fuck, oh fuck, ‘M gonna cum on that pretty face bunny.” Satoru shoved you off of him to hold the back of your head and began aggressively jerking off in your face. “Open wide for me, pretty.” You opened your mouth sticking your tongue out for him. His moans got louder and haulted as hot, stickey cum splattered your face. Suguru watching this play out in front of him made him cum deep inside of you. He held your hips down waiting for him to finish. You whined at the painfully good feeling. “Gotta make sure it takes, bunny.” He grinds himself further into you and slowly pulls out, watching his and Satoru’s come flow out of you. “C’mere pretty girl,” Suguru opens his arms for you to lay in it. Satoru takes his shirt from the floor to wipe your face. “My bunny makeup.” You pouted at him resulting in Satoru kissing you. “Man, you don’t know how long we’ve waited for this,” Suguru confessed caressing your back. “God, you showing up in these shorts, ‘wanted to rip them off of you the moment I saw you.” Satoru flicks your bunny ears. “Fuckin’ finally.” You unintentionally muttered.

“Wait, what do you mean?” Suddenly you’re silent. The boldness you once felt disappeared. Your eyes widened. You didn’t realize you said it out loud. You sucked in a deep breath and swallowed hard. Might as well get this over with. “W-well, I’ve kind of had a crush on you- and Satoru for a while now.” You evaded their piercing gazes. Other than the music playing downstairs, the room was quiet. Your face was burning up. You wanted to just run out of the room- away from this party. Forget this night ever happened. Lost in thought, you almost completely missed the snort Satoru made as him and Suguru fell into a full fit of laughter. Oh God, this is embarrassing. The laughter quickly died down the moment they saw the sad look on your face. “Oh, sweetheart.” Suguru kisses your hand. “No need to pout, I feel the exact same way, and I’m sure Satoru does too.” Satoru nods in agreement. “Why else have we been picking on you?” You three sit in Suguru’s bed in silence for a while. “So, what now?” You muttered quietly. “So, we’ll see where this goes!” Satoru chirped. “That doesn’t mean that we’re gonna stop though.” You smiled to yourself. The boys that you’ve had a crush on for years finally knew how you felt, and felt the same way.

[moondeew]

hey intruality shippers is this anything

saw this trend on TikTok and immediately thought of them hehe

Guys this is my first time trying to tween lol plz be nice

[angelicdevil]

Commission info || Ko-Fi || Redbubble

Some more TADC OCs because I can’t stop myself. Got one more coming up, I’m really having fun with this show. A little info on each under the cut

Needle is obviously based off of Sonic, with a hint of Shadow and some Amy. Mostly Fleetway Amy. She can play the drums, and started out as an asshole because xe was scared and angry. Of course, fae has Sonic/Shadow speed and Amy super strength.

Sugar is an NPC created by Caine to give Needle a companion. He’s based off of Tails, Cream, and Chao. He’s sweet as his name implies and plays the tambourine. Needle resented him because he felt like a bandaid on a bullet wound and more responsibility, but in time she learned to love him like a brother.

Trollfany is obviously based off of the trolls toys. She’s a mean motherfucker and pretty constantly angry. Jax loves to pick on her.

Twina (pronounced Tween-ah) is VERY clumsy and anxious. She’s nice though

Abstractica is me wanting to make a character based off of abstract paintings. It might or might not be the first to have abstracted I haven’t decided. Either way, it has also been here a long time. Bun doesn’t really see zemself as a person anymore, or at least not human. Not in a demeaning way though.

Beansworth is another obvious one based off beanie babies. She’s very nice and cuddly, he loves giving and receiving hugs for therapeutic reasons. They’re also lighter than their size would imply so it’s not really that strong.

Monstilda is based off of Monster High dolls, so I kind of just combined as many different dolls as I could. She’s the youngest at 18, and was close to their 19th birthday. She’s a rather crafty person, and sometimes uses Bob like molding clay. He loves it.

Lady Bot is another version of my AT oc, based off of Murder Drones designs. She was another programmer at C&A and is the second longest player resident next to Kinger by a significant margin. She has very limited admin permissions so she can solve rather small or cosmetic problems.

Alyssa is Bot’s first NPC creation. She’s incredibly anxious and a bit of a mama’s girl. She’s also often seen with her younger brother

Glitch is absolutely a Mama’s boy, being Bot’s younger child. He really likes sweaters and can be given treats in exchange for favors, like odd jobs or bringing something. Jax sometimes drags him into his pranks. He thinks Jax is funny, though he doesn’t like it when he’s overly mean and the others try to not let Jax be a bad influence on his impressionable mind.

[nerdgatehobbit]

11/5/24

Distraction time by discussing my media pile. This isn’t all of it, but it’s what fits on this shelf.

Sailor Moon: I do still want to do a project about the 2 anime. Eventually I’ll try to find a source to see how to watch them concurrently. I’ve read most of the manga that I have, but at this point I’d have to do a reread in order to discuss it. I do remember enjoying it, though.

I’m about to start the 2nd season of Static Shock, which I’m looking forward to! It is nice to watch the episodes in order rather than trying to catch them on the TV as I did when I was a kid/tween. Afterwards, I’ll do a re-ish watch of DCAU’s Justice League (Unlimited). I saw some as a kid and I saw the first season in full several years ago.

I’m almost done with The Librarians TV show. I’ll probably go back and watch with commentaries once I’m actually done. That’ll be fun! I still need to read most of the tie-in books.

Similarly, I am nervous about actually reading the Dragon Quartet in full. For context: I got & read the third book as a teen, so I am worried the actual story won’t match up my hazy notions of what went on based off of that.

I think I might re-watch the Bridges Live concert or I’ll watch Chess in Concert for the first time in the near future. I have mentioned The Slipper and the Rose and 2024’s Sense and Sensibility before, but it’s worth highlighting that I do want to watch them. I also want to get my first Phantom of the Opera experience outside of its Wishbone episode.

Obviously, I’ve been greatly enjoying Leverage. Maybe someday I’ll recap images from it. Though I really ought to go back & get screencaps as I watch Star Trek DS9 for the 2nd time.

Adventures in the Orange Islands is only the start of my un-watched Pokémon content. I do need to get back to that.

Legends of Tomorrow, the rest of Xena Warrior Princess, and some of Once Upon a Time keep slipping downward on my to-watch list but I promise they’re still on there.

I didn’t include them in the photo, but recently from the library I bought I Claudius, the second Lionboy book, and the Basil Rathbone Sherlock Holmes DVDs. A while back, I got Warehouse 13 from there as well, which might sub in for The Librarians after it’s done.

Regardless of how the election goes, I don’t think I’ll be in a headspace to rewatch I Claudius anytime soon but I couldn’t not get it at $5.

I’m definitely currently vibing with Emma Woodhouse’s “create a list of books to read and then get distracted and not finish” but I am making progress. It’s just I keep changing priorities.

On that note..

[pistachiozombie]

Hi hiiii Just wanted to hop on to say your art is absolutely gorgeous, and your animations give me motivation to start learning animations (ive been putting it off for so longgg). Like thye are literally so cute and smooth and <333 Your oc's are so so so CUTEE and i checked out your comic!! I lOVE how you draw Bilbo (i may be a bit biased, he is my favourite-est boi ever) and honestly, everyone. I forgot the elf dude's name (im so sorry i have trash memory, i forget my own oc's names AH) but his design is awesome!! LOVE how you do lineart and shading btw, it is so nice to look at! I mean, all of your art is really nice to look at, i just wanna gobble it up.

Do you think you'd be down to draw some more Bagginshield someday? If not, I will still gobble up your art, Leanna and Bofur are so adorablee. I used to not be into oc's as much but your art got me into Oc's a lot ngl!

Sooo hmmm that's all :D Love your art, hope you have a good day :D

Oh my goodness hello! Thank you so much for such a thoughtful and kind message! Waking up to this definitely helped me get started with my day a little faster. ♥ I wish you luck on your animation endeavors! It's intimidating and redundant at first, but once you get your own flow going, it comes to you naturally. I highly recommend "Animators Survival Kit". Have you seen Who Framed Roger Rabbit? A classic, but same animator shows you how it's done in that book. Very good resource for 2D animators. Growing up with Disney and Don Bluth, I ended up fawning over strictly 2D animation and not tweened, puppeted or rigged. Equal work goes into all forms of art, but unfortunately, I haven't been able to enjoy that style as much as I want to. It just isn't for me. But that doesn't mean it won't click with you! Try all sorts of different ways of animation and see what you like most. Try not to get frustrated when it doesn't come out looking like [*insert any Spirited Away scene*] at first. As for the comic, thank you! I can't wait to post more pages and show you Sven's history of pain and suffering :D Partially kidding, but there is a lot to come so I hope you are looking forward to that as well! Maybe one day it will get popular enough to release plushies omg

I'm always down to draw Bagginshield, but don't get requests often to do so, and a lot of you out there have already done some wonderful art of them that I would have a hard time thinking of a pose that hasn't already been done lol! It also explains why I am in sort of a uninspired Bofur x Leanna hibernation ;-;

Cheers to you♥

[bvannn]

Weekly Update June 21, 2024

Really I got a lot done this week, even though I haven’t been able to show a lot. Also got out some, turns out there’s a venue a couple miles from where I work, and I went to a local punk concert. The second local band was really good, so I might go see them more. We’ll see, it’s not too pricey for one or two but it’ll pile up if I’m not careful. Anyway, art stuff.

I have a strategy for redoing the rest of the Artfight refsheets, and I’ll try to deploy it for Romeo’s this weekend, and once I’m done with the other thumbnails, the others’. Mikey’s has assets half done and Shaun’s only needs a background and it’s good. I really like how Shaun’s is coming out, I dipped into after effects again to make him glow, and I probably could have done it better, but I think for how quick and dirty it was it looks nice. I’ll try to finish it and get more assets for the others’ done tonight.

Music: BATB lyrics are done , and RR instrumental is coming along nicely, I found a nice Saturator plugin too. At the concert I wrote up a bunch of plans and lyrics for future songs, but those are on hold until everything else is dolled up. If I have time this weekend I might get some VPRs ready, but I’m going to prioritize Artfight and getting my updated commsheet ready until the end of the month. Once the rest of the thumbnails are ready I’ll dedicate my lunch breaks to music completely, since I can do everything but record then.

Other projects: OEB storyboards are going great this week, I drew up a bunch during work that I can import in, which means almost everything up through the second chorus is done. That *should* mean boards are now 64% done, although I may need to check my math on that after everything’s imported. Kyo rig is also coming along, just slowly. It’s stills background project until Artfight is done.

Speaking of projects on the back burner, comic is still coming along nicely. I’m really only able to do sketches for it while I’m at work so now multiple pages are in progress at once, but page 8 is all sketched, page 9 is mostly sketched. If I find the time to do lineart I’d like to, but again Artfight is taking priority.

Commsheet update is also something I’d like to do before July, I need one more practice drawing for that to get the basic grid done, and I’ll add in other options as addendums in the future. I’d like to throw in tween animation and music options, and some math is being done for those too but I need to gather more data first. I might push a bit harder to get stuff done after Artfight, though.

I’m really tired still so tomorrow I’ll plan to take kinda easy, then Sunday I’ll unload a bunch of linework. Tonight I’ll rest a while then finish up Shaun’s thumbnail, finish up assets for Mikey’s, and see what else I can get done.

[purplesurveys]

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Who in your family has been married the longest? (and how long?) As far as I know, my paternal grandparents – they'll be hitting 54 years next year. My maternal grandparents also remained married for I think around 52 years, but my grandpa passed away in 2015.

Do you have any Eastern European ancestry? I very much doubt that.

Where is your car parked right now? Our carport.

When did you last travel alone? Where were you going? I've never traveled alone, but my last trip without my family was in June when I went to Bangkok with friends. I'm still in awe we got to pull that off, and all for a concert.

Do you take your shoes off when you come inside? Of course. My Asian ancestors and I would find it horrifying otherwise.

What’s your favorite movie series? Twilight is probably the only movie series I've seen from start to finish – and I will do it over and over again until my dying breath haha.

How are you feeling today? A little stressed on one side, but I'm also actively trying to calm myself down given it's the weekend and I deserve at least two days to relax and take some weight off my shoulders hahaha.

Look to the right - what’s the first thing you see? Just a couch pillow. And the wall.

^^ What does that thing remind you of? How my ex broke the springs on one part of this couch like, 3 days into my parents buying said couch.

What was the first color you ever dyed your hair? Ash brown.

What is something that’s considered a luxury, but you wouldn’t want to live without? A phone.

Do you want to move anytime soon? Uh not really, I'm not in a rush.

Did you have coffee this morning? Of course. I'm also on my second coffee today, currently.

How good/bad was the quality of education you received in high school? I'd say it was pretty excellent – it's some of the teachers that were the problem. Some of them liked to take things so personally (blatantly disliking students for no reason, like wtf?) it felt so ridiculous to be there and watch it just happen. I was super annoyed with it from the onset that just to amuse and distract myself I'd also just subtly let them know back that I didn't like them and what they were doing. I'm sure I hit a few nerves during my time there but it wasn't like they could do anything because I did well in my classes and held a few leadership positions lol.

What was the most interesting year of your life, and why? 2021 was very fascinating. I went from planning a Recklessly Permanent Deed to finding BTS, turning my life around, meeting new friends, and realizing what happiness feels like.

What was the first social media site you ever used? I don't think it counts as social media but it was a local forum marketed for tween/teen girls.

Do you have any exes you really regret dating? I wouldn't say the regret fully points to the ex per se, but more so on the time wasted. I invested so much (ultimately) unnecessary effort and energy when I could've been doing other things. What brand of laundry detergent do you use? We use Tide.

Are you prone to mood swings? Mostly during work.

Have you ever lied on a resume? Or even in a job interview? I have mostly been honest. I'm incapable of living on a lie.

Of all your friends & family, who has the most nicely-decorated home? My mom's younger brother's family. As icy as our relationship has gotten, they do objectively have a nice house hahaha.

What was the last thing you bought, other than food? A new vape pen.

Do you smoke? Or vape? Just vape. I wouldn't turn down a cigarette, but I'd also never buy a pack for myself.

What are you dreading right now? Becoming a director, uugggGhhhhghggGGHGHGHHHH.

What brought about the end of the worst relationship you’ve been in? It was just an ugly buildup of six years' worth of differences and incompatibilities.

Where was the last place you spent the night other than your own home? Our Airbnb in Nasugbu.

Do you have any step- or half-siblings? Nope.

Have you ever been catcalled? Duh.

How old were you when you started scheduling your own doctors appointments? 22 or 23, I think?

Have you ever driven across an international border? Yup, when we went from Singapore to Malaysia.

When was the last time you spoke to a neighbor? 3-4 months ago when we needed help to jumpstart my car.

Is your best friend male or female? Female.

When was the last time you washed your bed sheets? Around a month ago.

What do people always seem to think is weird about you? I dunno. You'd have to ask them because I've never been told anything about this to my face lol.

Ever notice how high schools in movies/tv shows are portrayed way differently than in real life? Yeah, but I get it. You have to dramatize things like that to make them more interesting to watch because life is pretty boring for the most part.

Do you ever braid your hair? No.

What food sounds the most appetizing right now? I'm full, thanks.

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guys- i finally watched the barbie movie!

of course tw for spoilers, but i think i’m going to talk about taeyong’s eyes for no reason at all-

like bro’s eyes are literal boba balls yo like i’ve never seen such black eyes in my entire existence.

bro’s eyes are so black, he could literally pass as a dam puppy, and they’re SO ROUND-

apparently his eyes are brown which is a DAM LIE- HOW THE HELL IS IT SO DARK? IS IT THAT POSSIBLE FOR EYES TO BE DARK???

ok, let’s get on with the spoilers.

well… where should i begin…? it’s not inherently… bad… but not good either. the first few minutes already put me off a bit… it was mostly the fact that the movie seemed a bit too woke. don’t get me wrong, i love the plot where it’s basically ken taking over barbie’s world, but i think it’s the fact that it’s a bit politically correct, like it’s trying to send some sort of message. i do like the diversity though, i never have a problem with movies having plus size, people of colour, and disabled people into the mix, and i’m glad they didn’t seem like they were forcing it, since it seemed as if they were showing barbies over the years, including now which has started to show different variety.

there are some unnecessary stuff they added, when the tween girl sasha commented “white woman saviour” and making her a bit too woke when commenting on how she felt about barbie dolls. it didn’t really sound like something middle schoolers would say, and just seemed very unrealistic. however, she does have a point, even though her saying “i kinda realised that barbies made me feel a bit insecure about the way i look” would of been better and would even give the point that barbies never really changed the world, or even her mindset to be exact.

also, i like the fact that the movie ended with barbie wanting to be a human, rather than continuing to be a flawless doll in a flawless world. it was a nice touch to it, with her asking for a gynaecologist — which idk why but i think it’s supposed to be a gag on the fact that she now has a vag instead of a job? i might get something wrong, please let me know if i do.

overall, i’d call the movie a 5/10. if they weren’t so woke, maybe 7 or 8/10.

I do agree on some things. My main gripe was I just wanted more Barbie. Like five times I was like I think all the Barbies should just stab Ken. I also don't understand exactly how he overturned the Barbie matriarchy. Like these Barbies are presidents, doctors, and lawyers. I liked the beginning and was hoping it would be Barbie self discovery and learning more about the human world then her choice to become human would have made more sense. Like actually trying to mend Gloria and Sasha's relationship and share perspectives. The feminist part at times felt forced and rushed. They kind of told the message instead of showing it. I wanted to feel it. I think Barbie seeing glimpses of girlhood at the end was beautiful that made me cry. I wish Barbie experienced even more real life experience of womanhood both good and bad. And shared it with all the Barbies. I also wish Gloria ended up with a higher position at Mattel or make Barbie CEO. I just think the Ken taking over Barbie land enraged me. But I do love Allan. I adore Allan. There should be more Allans. Like I get Barbieland is the real world reversed but kens were still treated with way more respect than women, he just wasn't given Barbies undivided attention and love which even if you're Ken you're not entitled to that. I just hated ken. Allan though, I want to find an Allan. Someone said Soobin is Allan and Soobin really is sooooo Allan. My main consensus is more Barbie less Ken. And more beautiful moments like Barbie meeting the woman at the bus stop and watching everyone at the park, and the moments with Ruth and those glimpses of girlhood, that really made me cry. I liked it, it was a sweet movie minus the Ken thing. I give it a C+ for plot, But an A+ for fashion, set design and casting it was a beautifully filmed movie and i want the little pink beach outfit and the camping outfit. My best friend and I ended the movie wanting to be blonde. My hair is blonde now and im going to help her bleach her hair. One thing that would have made it better Trixie Mattel. That's it just put Trixie Mattel in the movie.

[saintneena]

also just to balance out your asks, what are your favorite songs from each taylor album? :)

sorry i took forever i wanted to make a nice neat list 😂

debut : tim mcgraw, picture to burn, teardrops on my guitar, should've said no, our song

fearless tv : love story, white horse, ybwm, breathe, you're not sorry,

speak now : mine, sparks fly, back to december, dear john, mean, the story of us, enchanted, better than revenge, innocent, haunted, long live, superman

red tv : red, ikywt, atw all versions, 22, wanegbt, holy ground, everything has changed, begin again, the moment i knew, girl at home both version 😬, ronan, nothing new, message in a bottle, ibytam, forever winter

1989 : all of them, it's a skipless album to me though my favourite is clean

reputation : same thing, it's my second favourite album and can't wait for the TV

lover : i forgot that you existed, cruel summer, lover, the man, i think he knows, miss americana & the heartbreak prince, paper rings, cornerlia street, soon you'll get better + the unreleased songs

folklore : my favourite album ever that came out in a very weird time of my life, skipless though my favourite / one i relate the most to is this is me trying

evermore : willow, champagne problems, 'this the damn season, no body no crime, happiness, dorothea, coney island, ivy, cowboy like me, marjorie, closure

midnights : lavender haze, maroon, anti-hero, yoyok, midnight rain, vigilante shit, bejewelled, labyrinth, the great war, bttws, wcs, hits different

special mention to crazier which is the very first song i heard from taylor when i was a tween watching disney channel 😂