#this is not at ALL how i thought this piece was gonna turn out
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Hullo! Iāve been watching a bunch of your Timelapses and I was wondering how do you always come up with the colours for your pieces? Theyāre always so cohesive and pleasing to look at (I almost exclusively work in greyscale so if Iām using colour itās always a lucky guess and it never looks quite right)
Hey there!
I have to be honest that most of the time I don't actually know what I'm doing and that I have no idea how most of my pieces are gonna turn out. My work process is usually based on "Fuck around and find out", haha. I'm happy to know that it apparently doesn't come across that way, though.
A lot of it comes very naturally to me simply because I've been drawing non-stop for so long, but I can give you some small tips that really help me:
1. Have as many references as possible!
Here's what my reference sheet looked like for the Jayvik piece:
It helped me a lot to understand the overall color scheme I wanted to convey. Lots of very cold tones, pinks and very light blues and greens. These colours sorround Jayce and Viktor throughout all of season 2 and I wanted to keep them, especially since in my piece they are lying in the glowing hexcore.
Don't shy away from using references, get as many as you possibly can! Look at other poeple's art too and try to understand how they work with colours.
2. Work with complementary colours!
Since I paint a lot of romantic illustrations I want them to look pleasing and comforting, which I can accomplish by using complementary colours! You see this a lot with couples that are blue and red coded, for example. And I wanted to do the same thing in the Jayvik piece! For that I used the highlights in their hair!
Viktor's highlights are a soft pink hue.
While Jayce's are a soft blue hue.
The colour wheel works perfect for figuring out if two colors compliment each other because they are literally right across from one another!
3. It doesn't have to be true to life.
Pretty self-explanatory, but I thought I'd add it in here anyways. It's important to understand how colour and light works, but you don't always have to follow the rules. Does the rim light look cool but it makes zero sense? Who cares! Keep the cool rim light! Just have fun and fuck around.
4. A little trick to make your life easier!
I'm not excatly the best at colour theory, I still struggle with it quite a bit, but here's a little trick I like to use from time to time:
If you want all your colours to look coherent, take one specific color as your flat colour. Choose a hue that you would like your piece to have. Like this:
Now you choose whatever colours your characters have and paint them in. For example, here are the skin colours I chose for Jayce and Viktor:
Looks off, right? These colours don't fit the overall piece at all. So what do we do?
Turn down the opacity! It's that easy, wahoo!
I went from 100 Opacity to 72 for this specific illustration. And look at that!
It's so much nicer already! Now you know what colours to use as your actual flats! Just repeat this with every other part of your illustration and you'll have a great starting point. :)
I really hope this was helpful! I'm not an actual teacher and I don't have a proper illustration degree, so some things might not be completely accurate, but I thought I'd try my hand at this anyways!
#teacher han is at it again#if I talked bullshit forgive me#I just hope I was able to help at least a little bit haha#I'm always happy to give some tips!#art process#art tutorial#color tutorial#colouring#illustration#tips#my art#arcane#jayvik#tutorial#anon#ask
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pairing: jj maybank x fem!routledge!reader
tropes: 3rd person narration | sarah cameronās pov | childhood best friends to lovers | brotherās best friend | best friendās sister | fluff | soft boy jj
synopsis: sarah cameron meets her boyfriendās sister for the first time, and understands what being soulmates means.
warnings: cursing, slightly mention of violence
wc: 2.9k
itās my first time writing a character x reader (and actually writing a ff in years lmao) so i really hope this turned out well! also, i apologize for any typos or grammar errors but english is not my first language <3
song rec: about you - the 1975 ā”
ācāmon guys, time to go back. itās starting to freeze out here.ā pope said, placing his fishing rod by his side before getting up and walking towards the helm of the boat, kiara following him to keep him some company. he was right: the temperature had started to drop, and honestly he didnāt even know why the pogues decided to go fishing at the end of november.
they were all there, except for the pogue princess as they liked to call her. she was john bās younger sister, just by one year; and even though she was definitely a pogue down to her core, she actually almost looked like a kook: she was always composed, never drank too much, never even touched a cigarette or a joint, and she worked her ass off every afternoon at the country club to help john b with the bills and to afford a few of the things she liked.
she was smart, kind, the type of girl to lighten up a room with the sound of her laughter. she was also one of the reasons why the āno pogue-on-pogue mackingā rule was made: everyone kind of had a thing for her, and jj maybank was the first in line.
āi seriously regret coming, i think iām going into hypothermia.ā jj said, shuddering a little bit. yes, it was cold, but it wasnāt that cold. jj just liked to be dramatic.
āgosh, youāre such a pussy.ā john b laughed, smacking his best friend behind the head. theyāve know each other for more than ten years now. they werenāt friends anymore, they were brothers. they loved and cared for each other very deeply, even if they were acting like jerks most of the time.
as pope started the engine of the hms pogue, ready to go back to the chĆ¢teau, john b took his sweatshirt off to pass it to sarah, his new girlfriend. she was a kook, but she was different. she didnāt care about how dissimilar their lives were, she loved spending time with the pogues because they were real. they were amazing friends, they were funny and smart, and the kind of people you could have a serious conversation with. they werenāt superficial like the kooks, and she loved them for this.
she felt a little tap on her leg, catching with her vision her boyfriendās sweater. she gave john b a smile and slid the blue piece of clothing on. āso, iām meeting your sister for the first time today, uh. big step.ā sarah joked, slightly pushing his arm.
since the first moment they started dating, john b had always talked about how he wanted her to meet his sister. she was the most important person in his life, especially after his dad went missing at sea during a storm. he actually wanted sarah to meet her right away, but she asked him to wait a couple of months, just to see if they were solid about this relationship. āyup, and trust me youāre gonna love her. sheās like a little ball of sunshine, she wouldnāt even hurt a fly.ā he said, smiling at the thought how of sweet his sister was with everyone.
āheās right. i donāt think iāve even ever seen her mad.ā jj stated, shifting his seat from john bās right to sarahās left.
āshe seems really nice, but iām not worried about me liking her, because, by what you guys always say about her, i already do. iām just worried she wonāt like me, you know because of the whole pogue-kook thing.ā
everyone bursted out laughing at sarahās words, her face more confused than ever. āwhat? what did I say?ā kiara left pope at the helm of the boat, and went to sit in front of her, crossing her legs together. āyou donāt need to worry about that, she doesnāt give a shit about the rivalry. trust me, she looks like she walked out of a cruise brochure. the only thing she wants is to see her brother with someone who makes him happy, which you do, so sheās totally gonna be fine with it.ā sarah smiled at her words, feeling a bit more relieved now.
even though pope wasnāt seating next to them, he could still perfectly hear their conversation and see sarahās tensed body. thatās why he decided to lighten up a bit the discussion. āyou know, one time she made jj dress up as a reindeer.ā he said getting out a chuckle at the memory of jj dressed as one of santa clausās reindeers.
kiara followed him with a loud laughter āoh my god itās true, i almost forgot it.ā
sarah gave them an amazed look. she was enjoying this too much to not say anything. āokay, this is actually the funniest thing iāve ever heard. did you had a red nose like little rudolph, too?ā she said with a smirk, turning her head towards jjās.
āoh shut up, all of you. i only did it because she asked. besides, she looked so happy when i changed into that costume. i would honestly do it again.ā jj let out an involontary smile at the thought of y/n. it was like this all the time: wether he wanted it or not, the only thought of y/n made him feel like he was the happiest man on earth, even if he wasnāt. she just had that effect on him.
āgod, itās sickening how whipped you are for my sister.ā john b said, mimicking a gag reflex.
jj rolled his eyes at his words. sarah switching her gaze between the two boys sitting one to her left, and the other to her right. she then stopped to look at jj. āwait- you like y/n?ā
ālike? hell, he loves that girl. heās been in love with her since he was six. the random hook ups he has? thatās all for show. he only does it to not draw suspicion, since the only girl heād like to fuckā and sorry john bā is y/n.ā pope said, fully exposing his friendās feelings.
not that jj cared anyway. everyone knew how he felt about her, he didnāt even try to deny it anymore.
āand youāre completely fine with it?ā sarah asked john b, knowing how protective he was when it came to his sister.
āi wasnāt always. first time he told me he loved her? i punched him. not my finest moment but i was kinda mad.ā john b replied, slightly chuckling, reminiscing his right fist hitting jjās jawbone. āi mean, the day before he tells me he sees her as a little sister and then that he wants to sleep with her? hell nah, i wasnāt having that.ā
āand what changed your mind?ā
ābecause itās jj. i know my best friend, and i know how much he cares for her. i knew he was never going to hurt her, iām actually pretty sure he would die for her.ā
sarah nodded along. the look on jjās face confirming that what john b had just said was a hundred percent true. in that moment a thought crossed her mind, making her think about how what jj and y/n mustāve been something truly special.
ābubba, weāre home.ā john b shouted, as he opened the chĆ¢teauās door. the house was silent, except for a light melody coming from the bathroom and the sound of the shower running. āshower! be right there!ā sarah heard y/n shout back, as every one of the pogues sat on the couch: her ending up between her boyfriend and kiara, next to who was seated pope; and a bit far away from them jj. she figured he left the space empty for y/n.
about ten minutes later, while the pogues were having a conversation about an upcoming party at the boneyard, a sixteen year old girl came out of the bathroom, wearing a pink sweater and long white sweatpants. white socks at her feet and long wet hair cascading down her back. she walked up to them, bending slightly to place a kiss on her brotherās cheek, and proceeding to do the same with all the others.
she then retraced her steps and stopped in front of sarah. āso youāre the reason why my brother stopped being a cranky old lady.ā she smiled, offering her her right hand. āiām y/n, itās so nice to finally meet you.ā
āsarah. itās a pleasure to meet you too, john bās always talking about you.ā sarah replied, shaking her hand. y/n let out a small laugh, as she walked towards the end of the couch were jj was seated.
she plopped down next to him, tucking her legs under her bottom and leaning into him. he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer and gently leaving a kiss to the side of her head. āheās always talking about you too. i swear the other night he woke me up around 3am just to tell me how amazing your date was. which, donāt get me wrong, i was very happy to hear about.ā
āyou literally throw a pillow in my face.ā john b said.
āduh, because you woke me at 3 fucking a.m. i love you bird, but for gods sakes let a girl sleep.ā she replied, making everyone laugh at her comment.
the conversation resumed pretty quickly, this time through with jj paying way less attention to it, more focused on the girl next to him.
the entire evening, between laughters and bottles of beers, sarah observed how jj and y/n were always caught up in their whole world. jjās hands being constantly on her body, wether it was a arm around her shoulders or his hand on her leg. they were glued to each other, sometimes even whispering between them words only they could catch.
for the second time that day, sarah thought about how jj and y/nās bond was special, going beyond simple friendship.
it was almost two a.m. when kie and pope left, both returning to their respective houses to avoid their parents storming out on them. sarah instead was going to spend the night there, so since jj and john b were on the front porch smoking a joint, obviously a jjās idea, she and y/n were the only two people moving around the living room, cleaning up the mess of empty beer bottles and pizza boxes.
the whole night she noticed how jj and y/n acted around each other, so since they were now alone, she just felt like she had to ask. āso whatās the deal between you and jj?ā
āthereās no deal, weāre friends.ā y/n said calmly.
ābullshit, i noticed the way you look at him and how he looks at you. thatās the look of love, sweetie.ā sarah decided not to mention how jj actually felt about her. it wasnāt her place to say tell the truth.
ānah, jj would never go for someone like me. he only sees me as a little sister, besides iām not even his type.ā she replied, giving her a kind smile, even though she felt like a lump was stuck right down her throat. y/n always knew she wasnāt the kind of girl jj would want, the were total polar opposites, and truthfully she never even considered herself that much beautiful to have a chance with him.
āsince when jj has a type? doesnāt he hits on every breathing human being?ā sarah knew this probably wasnāt the right thing to say, but sometimes people needed a little push to blurt out their feelings. to her surprise though, y/n laughed, most likely because she knew how their friend had a habit of flirting with almost every girl he met. it didnāt matter if they were pogues or tourons, or hell even kooks sometimes. a pretty girl is a pretty girl, doesnāt matter where she comes from.
ākinda, but he always hooks up with victoria-secreys-models type of girls, if you get what i mean. and apart from that, we want different things. he doesnāt do relationships and i donāt do random hook ups. not to mention how the possibility of me and jj being together would probably give an aneurysm to my brother.ā
āeh, i wouldnāt be so sure about that, ya know. either way though, you like him, donāt you?ā sarah said, remembering the conversation she and the other guys had on the boat.
busted. y/n stayed silent, sailing her lips in a thin, straight line. she then closed her eyes and took a deep breath, getting ready to spill everything out. she figured it was time to tell the truth anyway, since sarah clearly figured everything out.
āi met jj when i was four, we were in kindergarten and some older boys were picking on me. i was smaller and basically on the edge of tears, until i saw this blonde boy running towards me and putting himself between us. even if he was younger than them he still took my defense. after that he walked me home and told me he was a friend of john bās. since that day, i donāt think iāve ever liked someone that wasnāt him.ā
she took a small pause, just to catch her breath. but she was so caught up in narrating the whole story, that she didnāt notice john b and jj leaning against the doorframe.
jjās eyes almost bursting out of his face at her words, not expecting to hear her confession. john b, very aware of how his best friend was going to lose his shit any minute now, he places his finger against his mouth, mimicking him to shut up.
āas we grew older the roles kinda reversed and i started to look out for him: when he would come here bruised because of his father i would hug him and clean him up; even if younger than him i helped him study, you know just avoiding he would fail some subjects. at night, dad used to let him sleep next to me or john b because he didnāt want to be alone, thing that of course dad prohibited when i turned twelve. that didnāt stop him though: he would sneak out as soon as john b would fall asleep and come under the covers with me.ā
she let out a laugh. āwould sir. freud love this? probably yes, but it doesnāt matter. he deserves someone that cares for him, everyone does. and itās not pity or mercy, i genuinely want to be there for him, because he deserves the best. yet, because of his father heās convinced heās worthless, but heās not. gosh, heās so funny and smart, which i know sounds weird but he is. he would die for his friends and cares so much for us. and iām sure he could make it out of obx if only he wanted to. and heās always so supportive and gen-ā
she couldāve kept going on, but she suddenly noticed the two boys staring right up at her. jjās eyes were watery, like he was going to cry any second now. he didnāt cry much, only when really fucked up things happened in his life, but for the first time he felt like crying not because he was sad and tired but because he was happy. because finally he couldāve had something great going on in his life. he couldāve had her.
without saying anything he launched himself into y/nās arms, letting her stumble back due to the rushed impact between their bodies. he hold her tight, his arms around her waist and hers around his neck. his face placed in the space between her shoulder and her neck, breathing in the smell of the coconut soap she always used. he didnāt care about sarah and john b still being in the room, he wouldnāt even care if a freaking zebra walked in the house. she was the only thing that mattered. she was his whole universe.
āyou shouldnāt eavesdrop, maybank.ā she said with a smirk, putting a bit of distance between their bodies so she could look at him in the face, but still managing to play with the of hair at the nape of his neck.
ādid you actually mean it? like for real?ā
āevery word, jay. you know me, i would never lie to you.ā
jj maybank was impulsive. half of the time he never thought before acting, which pretty much resulted in him dealing with the aftermath of his stupid decisions. thatās why he didnāt think twice in grabbing y/nās face with his hands, pressing his lips against hers.
at first he felt her stiffening, probably surprised by his gesture, and for a moment he really thought he had just screwed everything up. but then her hands went to his shirt, yanking him even closer if possible, and he sensed her relaxing, her lips moving against his.
after what seemed like hours, he pulled back, only because they both needed air. if it was up to him, he wouldāve spent hours kissing her without getting a break.
āiāve been loving you for a long time, princess.ā she smiled, her cheeks almost hurting because of all the happiness she was feeling.
āwell, youāre very lucky then, because iāve been loving you for a long time too.ā
āi canāt watch this, i think iām gonna throw up.ā
sarah nudged her elbow into her boyfriend stomach, giving him a look that said āshut the fuck up or iām killing youā. john b raised his hands in the air, admitting defeat.
and, as they watched jj starting to kiss y/n again, sarah thought of how her own relationship was truly amazing. but in her opinion? what y/n and jj had was the true definition of soulmates.
#outer banks#obx#jj obx#jj outer banks#jj x y/n#jj x you#jj x reader#jj maybank#jj fluff#fanfic#wattpad#ao3 fanfic#one shot#obx2#obx1#jj mayback x reader#jj mayback imagine#jj imagine#jj maybank fluff#jj maybank obx#jj maybank x reader#jj maybank x you#jj maybank x y/n
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After Logan was given a piece of the girls clothing, he gave a funny look to the officer.
"... did she own rabbits?"
"Awww bunnys!!" Wade coes, interrupting the conversation. He couldn't smell the scent, but he could tell just from the shirt alone that there was animal hair on it. White, slightly dark tipped.
The officer gave a scrunched up look. "About that... she IS a rabbit.."
"What?" Logan growls, about to rip this man a new one when a woman came to him with big watery eyes. "She's not a rabbit! She's a shifter! S-she just got her powers a couple of weeks ago a-and now my baby girl is lost in these woods!"
"So is she a rabbit or not? Because she sure as fuck smells like one."
"Dang Logan, She lost her daughter, it's not her fault." Wade whispers to him, knowing how frustrated he must be but he didn't want him snapping at the poor woman, whos shirt was already soaked (and starting to freeze) from tears, her hair was a mess, the bags under her eyes suggested that she hasn't rested since she's found out her child was missing, and her skirt was hand stitched, patched in some spots.
"Sir, I'm going to need you to calm down." The officer said.
"Don't tell him to calm down! There's a child missing, and so far, you've done jack shit!!" Wade pipes up, stepping forward and pointing a finger at his nose, actually touching it, only for his hand to be slapped away.
"We've tried tracking her down but..." he starts as the mother sobs into her apron.
"Buuuuttt??" The bald man in 2 different hats questioned, not ready to freeze his ass off for this, but he would want someone to do this if his daughter was missing.
Oh.. those were the days. Logan and him arguing over parenting choices, having dinner together, sleeping soundly at night knowing their family was happy and healthy. But now they were empty nesters.
Heh. That must have been the best 20 years of Wade's life. The only good thing about this is that his daughter having his genetics, so she could stay 16 forever if she really wanted too. Each time she died she regenerated back into that mouthy little girl, though it was odd to watch a 25 year old woman turn into a 16 year old again, especially when remembering that she's 21+ by now.
'No way, young lady, you can't drink your underage!!'
'Dad, i'm 25...'
Man... they grew up so fast.. And they were so proud of all of them. Even the adopted ones along the way like that little rascal Leo who apprently was doing quite well for himself now that he was all grown up. Poor guy ended up having a hairy back and a mane so large that it almost mirrored Sabertooths... so much for being a 'late bloomer'
The sweet thoughts go away when the man gestures to three dead rabbits next to them on the side of the road. "The dogs keep going after our suspects.."
"Woah, Hold on a second. You're having a problem with your highly trained shepherd dog's prey drive so you got THE WOLVERINE?? That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard and I once googled if I could put a fork in my toaster because half my toaster strudel fell out instead of just unplugging it!" He shouts, arms going up. "Who's in charge of this operation!?"
"You didn't find that out before agreeing to come!?" Logan growls at him only for Wade to roll his eyes. "Oh, calm your knot, Jacob. I didn't know our helpless little girl was actually a single rabbit lost in a forest wonderland!"
Logans brows furrow with that 'Who the fuck is Jacob?' Look, his face showing more confusion then anger now.
"Alright. So here's what we're gonna do." Wade starts.
"Yeah, No. You already ruined your chances at this, it's my turn. You litsen to me, now!" He says, making Wade's hands go up. "Ooh~ Yes sir."
"Shut up!"
"Ok-"
"I'm taking this. I need a coms, give me a couple of hours and a med kit. The kid might be injured, so I might have to fix'em up before carrying them back here. They'll be weak, so maybe some food too. What does she like? Actually, never mind, get me the file." Grabbing the clothing, he decided it would be better to
"OOh fuck- I'm so wet right now." Wade mutters under his breath, getting a 'what the fuck' glance from the officer.
____
By the time Logan collected all that he needed to leave, Wade (of course) was strapped.
"I told you not to bring those. If anything, the gun powder will scare her, and she'll run off." Logan muttered.
"You never know when you'll need to shoot something, Loagie. Besides, I have flares too. And the snacks." He says, opening the bag as they walked, rummaging through it. "Why is there so much deer jerky in here?"
"I like deer jerky." He grumbles, slightly annoyed as the air was pricking his nose.
"I know that but is that the only thing they packed?? Aren't rabbits herbivores?" He says, still looking with a frown. Maybe he should have taken Ro up on that soup...
Not to mention, while he had one idiot in his ear, he had another in the other one.
'Logan, you should be coming up to where-'
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I can smell it." Glancing over, he saw that the puddle of blood from the other rabbit half way already covered with a new layer of pure white.
Squinting, he breathed slowly and smelled deep.
"There's a storm coming.." he says over the mic.
'We know, that's why this is so important.'
"Wait a second, you sent kurt out here KNOWING there was a storm rolling in!? And then you dragged me out here knowing damn well I've never stepped foot in these woods!?"
'He volunteered, and we called you first. You just refused to pick up. And yes you have, you have a cabin somewhere out here.'
"No I don't!"
'Other Logan did.' Scott mutters.
"How many times to I have to fucking tell you that I don't have his memories!? You sent me into unknow-"
His nose twitches, stopping as he got a whiff.
"Oh, he's got something. Whatcha smell boy? Show me!" Wade coes, giggling a bit as he pats his knees, causing Logan to growl, blushing, embarrassed at the puppy talk.
Walking off, he changes direction, leaving the premade path of boot tracks and paw prints.
'What are you doing? Stay on the path!... Logan? Logan! Now is not the time to go all lone wolf! Loga-'
The Wolverine gives a snarl of annoyance, trying to both pinpoint and smell with the nagging in his ear. Taking the head set off and turned, dropping it in Wade's hands, who made a 'Oooh!' Sound, putting it on instead with a big smirk.
"Hiya! You're on air with us at red and yellow radio station! What's your question caller?"
'What? Wade! Give it back to Logan! If he goes off track, we won't be able to-'
"Aht, i'm gonna have to cut you off, caller, This is our mission, our gig. Don't worry, I won't lose the big guy. Right now, he's looking at a tree. And now hes sniffing. Oh now he's glaring at me, and now hes-"
"Wade!! Hush!"
"Sorry caller, gotta go-"
'Wade? Deadpool? Wade!! Don't you dare go rouge! Wade!!!'
Thinking about old Worst Wolverine being called by each of the X men individually after they have a falling out because Logan injured a child very badly to the point the only reason they didn't die is because another classmates healing abilities all while he just... walked away.
Well- ran.. away... leaving a child to die. He's tried to explain thousands of times that he blacked out, that he didn't remember doing any of this. He tries to say that maybe it was someone else, that mystique did this shit all the time in his universe.
"Yeah, well!? This isn't your universe! Because the REAL Logan would never do this.." Scott screams at him as Logan leaves the Mansion for the last time. He doesn't come back. He didn't even get to tell his Xkits goodbye. It got to the point where Laura dropped out, taking Gabby with her, wanting nothing to do with the school anymore.
So now, here he is. In Maine, an old fisherman, part-time hunter, and the only people he lets around him have healing factors.
He lives with Wade, who still- by the way- doesn't have any grey hairs (maybe because hes bald but- yk)
One night, while Logan is out, making himself feel useful by feeding the small town they're in, providing for more poor families, feeding their children's hungry mouths and asking nothing in return but respect. (It gets to the point that the children cheer when they see Logan, wanting to hug him, but he growls at them to get off, too afraid of hurting them) Wade finally awnsers the ringing phone.
"What." There's vemon in his tone, but soon his eyes widden, and he frowns.
Walking outside he stands there a moment, knowing Logan can hear him.
He ignores him, looking at the fish, litsening, his breathing slowing as he skewers some with his claws. Its not exactly spear fishing but- close.
"What?" His voice is almost annoyed, as if knowing what his long time Husband was about to ask him.
"Logan.."
"No."
"Logan-"
He shakes his head. "Don't care."
"...She's missing."
He pauses, turning after scraping the dead fish into a bucket. "Who's missing?"
"There's a little girl missing."
"So?"
"Logan!"
"I'm not helping them, Wade. That's final." He growls.
For a moment, Wade frowns, but he didn't learn to obey thy husband like the bible said.
He never did.
"Logan, there's a 6 year old out there. All alone. Cold. Probably going to be eaten by wolves!" He shouts from the back porch, knowing his place enough to stay here and not come near his fish. Even after all these years, Logan was still finicky over his food. "And all because some old fart won't help her!"
The silence thickened as Logan thought about it, the hero side of his brain yelling 'We'll find her!' And the hurt old part of him saying 'That's not my buisness.'
".. You find her then." He compromises.
"I can't! And if anyone knows those Canadian woods, it's you! You said you knew those forests like the back of your hand!" Wade protests. "If I could smell someone through miles of freezing snow, I would. But I can't. So here I am, asking The Wolverine to go do what he does best."
He grunts, glaring. "And that is?"
"Helping a little girl get back to her mommy..." Wade says, knowing that he was sold. He knew he was sold the moment he told him to do it himself. "She doesn't have much time, Logan." He sighs, putting a cherry on top.
The greyed man huffed, grumbling under his breath for a moment. "Who will stay here with the dog?"
"Gabby can! She loves gabs." Gott'em.
"What about Laura? Why can't she find her?"
Shit.
"Logan, Laura has barley been in those woods. You've lived in them for years. So. What will it be. Pull up your panties and go save a little girls life? Or do it anyway when our baby girl gets lost too?"
Logan scoffs, disappointed. "..She wouldn't get lost.."
"She would if the scent kept being blown away.."
Wade adds, seeing the 'god damn it, he's right.' look on the old mans brow.
He lets out a large sigh. "...I don't want any help."
"Oh well too fucking bad bucko, I'm gonna go pack my snow suit!"
"No! I mean... I donāt want any help from THEM.."
"No promises. I'm not letting poor Susie die just because you have a grudge. Now put your fish in the freezer and lets go! They're coming to pick us up-"
"I ain't flying!!" Logan snarls, watching as his lover ran off, having a deep feeling that he would be in the air shortly..
#search and rescue#find her au#scott summers#old man logan#old man wade#logan wolverine#deadpool and wolverine#poolverine#logan howlett#wade wilson#deadpool#wolverine#deadpool 3#deadclaws#ellie wilson#eleanor camacho
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Happy 1st Birthday Lilian!! š„³
Part 4 -
Authors note: Let me know if yāall are enjoying the slow burn with this story or have any suggestions! Would love some more input from yāall ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
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~~~~~ Drewās POV ~~~~~
I know I told her I didnāt want anything more than to just be friends, but how could I not want more. The connection we had the night at the wedding was something Iāve never experienced before. She is something Iāve never experienced before. I thought I could handle being around her and keeping our deal, and I think I couldāve if Austin never showed this much interest in her. The way he talked about her when she was walking into the pool with my niece; ālook at the ass on that girl, holy shit, and those boobs, jaaackpoootā he grinned putting up both his fist waiting for Chase and I to bump his, to which I just gave him a stern stare while Chase nonchalantly bumped his fist, trying to send a text.
āYou know girls arenāt just a piece of ass, right?ā I stared at him
āWell yeah, but it makes it so much better when they have one, ya know why Iām talking about Drewā he winks at me
āThatās my sisters friend, donāt do anything stupidā I plead
āI wonāt do anything she isnāt aboutā Austin tapped my shoulder before getting up and joining Mack and Maddie in the pool.
I couldnāt help the pit that was forming in my stomach or the rage and adrenaline I was feeling in my entire body. I watched as she smiled up at him, but not the same way she smiles at me. She kept trying to keep her distance with him no matter what he tried, and for that, I was grateful.
Austin snatching her up before anybody could say anything to be his partner for beer pong, now that hurt. Beer pong was how we met at the wedding. She stepped up to be my partner since my buddy Paul had stepped away and she ended up being the best partner Iāve ever had in beer pong, plus, she was nice to look at too.
She had done changed out of her bridesmaid dress and into a short light yellow dress and had ditched her heels. Her curled dark brown hair was falling around her shoulders, and for some weird reason, all I could think of was the Disney princess, Belle. When I found out her name was Maddie and put it together that she was my sisterās roommate in college, I couldnāt help but me intrigued. I had heard so many stories and felt like I knew her personally but this was the first time we have been in the same area at the same time.
We won every round of beer pong we did. We laughed and flirted with each other like it was the most normal thing weāve ever done. When we finally got done playing, we went upstairs to where the balcony was. I had untucked and unbuttoned my shirt to where it was just hanging, leaving the undershirt revealed. I sat down, leaned against the paneling,before pulling her down to sit in between my legs and lean back against my chest. Opening the bottle of champagne we snatched on the way up. That was the most comfortable I had ever been. We sat there for hours just talking about everything, what we wanted out of life, where we wanted to be in 10 years, family, kids, kid name ideas, dream vacations, just anything that come up while we just sat there playing with each others hands and passing the bottle back and fourth with the other. At one point she turned sideways and put her legs over mine while one of her hand planted itself on the wood behind us causing her to face me.
āYou really are not what I expectedā she admitted
āIām gonna need you to elaborate on that, loveā I teased smiling
āJust that, I have seen pictures of you, but just didnāt really expect you to be this hot in person, plus the fact that youāre insanely amazing at conversation.ā She admits, her face turning a light shade of red when she makes eye contact with me
āI could say the same thing about youā I smile before leaning in closer to her, looking back and forth from her eyes to her lips. I reached up and placed my hand on the side of her neck, my thumb against her jaw just as our lips met.
āYou are so beautifulā I whisper to her, feeling her smile against my lips, as she pulls her legs back to her before turning completely and straddling me, reconnecting our lips immediately.
The kiss was so deep, tender, gentle, rough, everything you could ever want in a kiss. What felt like would never end got cut short the moment I started kissing down her neck. She tapped my chest making me pull back and look up at her.
āWe shouldnāt be doing this, your Mackās brotherā she says starting to stand up
āMaddie..ā I say grabbing her hand
āNo, letās just pretend it didnāt happen, okay? For Mack?ā She begs and I just nod slightly, watching as she takes a deep breath before running back downstairs.
Now Iāve had to watch Austinās hand on the small of her back, lifting her up, her almost naked body against his, his hand so close to her ass and his face so close to her chest, then for him to have the audacity to place his hand on her leg right next to me.
I couldnāt do it, I canāt watch this, I canāt let her get away this time. I just need to make sure she still feels something on her end towards me before I do anything else. Which is why my feet quickly sped upstairs to her once Mack came back outside, telling everyone I had to run to the bathroom.
But, yet again, she ran away. But she also didnāt deny still feeling anything. Just gonna take some time to break through that wall, and Iām willing to do whatever I got to do.
~~~~~ Maddieās POV ~~~~~
I walk into the downstairs bathroom, closing and locking the door quietly. Fanning my eyes, trying to keep myself from crying, but I fail quickly at that, feeling a tear fall from both eyes. I place my hands on the counter and look at myself in the mirror.
āI got this, itās just a week of being around him, I can make that, Iām here for Liliana and Mack, thatās itā I whisper to myself before looking down at the floor shaking my head. I wipe the few tears away, open the door, and head back outside when I see Drew coming down the stairs.
āMaddieā he says
āDrewā I say opening the back door slightly
āWaitā he says just as I open the door completely and walk out āor notā I hear him mumble before walking out behind me, keeping the door cracked just incase Liliana wakes up.
Everyone else was back in the pool so I went to the edge and just sat down putting my feet in the water. A few minutes later, Drew walks over with two bottles of beer, offering one to me.
āTruce?ā He asks as I look up at him
āā¦truceā I say grabbing the bottle as he goes to sit down next to me.
āIām sorryā he whispers as we watch the rest of the groups playing beer pong
āItās okay, I get it, that night was great, neither one of us can deny that, but me and you in any way, just canāt happenā I whisper to him
āCan I ask why?ā He asks looking over at me with curious eyes
āMe and Mack made a promise, both of us have brothers, we knew at some point weād meet them, and we promised that family, especially brothers were off limits cause we never wanted to jeopardize our friendship in any wayā I explain quietly as he nods biting his lip, looking down at her hands right next to each other.
āI get that.. but is that realāā He starts but I cut him off when I see Austin swimming over to us grabbing my legs, rubbing his thumb against them
āHey gorgeousā he smiles up at me as I smile down at him slightly, āwant to come be my partner again?ā He asks me
āNah, Iām good right here, Iāve done dried offā I say
āOh okay, well if you change your mind, Iāll be waiting for youā he winked before getting called back over for his turn.
āIs that really gonna be a thing?ā Drew asks looking over at me
āI donāt knowā¦ heās sweet.. weāll seeā I confess
āPlease donāt jump into something with himā he pleads
āIāll be okayā I smile over at him
āI know, but still..ā he says locking eyes with me as we just stare at each other.
āWhy arenāt you looking away?ā He asks me smirking
āOh shut upā I say smiling, pushing him away making him laugh
āYou canāt do thatā he says in a warning tone
āDo what?ā I ask furrowing my eyebrows
āLook at me like thatā he states
āLike what?ā I curiously ask
āLike you want me to just lean over and kiss you like we did their wedding night, like weāre the only two people that are hereā he quietly explains keeping his eyes locked with mine
āAre you ever gonna give that up?ā I tease him knocking my shoulder into his
āNot a chance sweetheartā he winks at me making me shake my head.
āYouāre a headacheā I laugh
āJust a man trying to be your headache, my badā he throws his arms up laughing making me roll my eyes playfully
I catch Mack and Garrett in the corner of my eye looking over at us before whispering something to each other. I clear my throat and jerk the huge smile off my face looking over at the group of boys playing beer pong.
Me and Mack lock eyes and she has her arms crossed, an eyebrow raised, with a slight smirk on her face. I raise my eyebrows at her in curiosity and she just shakes her head, still smirking before looking away from me.
Greatā¦
Chase and Austin end up leaving not too long after they got done with playing beer pong. Of course, Austin couldnāt leave without planting a kiss on my cheek. Which made me feel more weird than anything.
āMack, can I stay here, Iām too drunk to drive homeā Logan says a lot louder then needed as he wrapped his around around me planting his chin on the top of my head
āYeah, thatās fine, Drew you staying here too?ā Mackās asked
āYeah, might as wellā he says
āOkay, yāall can take the other guest bedroom till mom gets here if you want or one can stay on the couch and the other in the bed, yāall choose.ā Mack tells them, āyou know where everything is, me and Garrett are going to bedā she said giving all of us a hug, ādo you need anything before I go to bed?ā She asks me when we she pulls away
āOh no, Iām good, thank you thoughā I smile at her as she gives me a look that I canāt decipher before walking upstairs.
āMads, can I just sleep with you, I want cuddlesā Logan begs
āWhy donāt you go cuddle with your brotherā I tease
āThatās weirdā he said making me and Drew laugh
āHere, letās get you to bedā Drew says taking Loganās arms off me before walking him to the guest room. I go to the fridge and grab a bottle of water before heading for the stairs.
āHey, goodnightā Drew says at the door. I turn to face him, giving him a smile
āGoodnight Starkeyā I say before going up the stairs and into my room.
I decide to go ahead and get a quick shower, wash off all of the stress from today. When I get out, I throw on a big shirt and crawl into bed. Leaning over to turn the lamp off is when I notice a note sitting on the nightstand. I grab it off the table to read it,
Maddie,
I know you say that we canāt happen and all I know as of right now is because of Mack. But, at any point youāre ready to give it a shot, Iāll be waiting, cause Iām not giving up on you. Thereās nothing in me that will allow me to. Just give in to what we both know youāre feeling.
Text me - ###-###-####,
Drew
I canāt help but smile but also know deep down I canāt give in completely. Not yet. But I do decide to go ahead and add his number to my contacts, deciding to go ahead and text him so he has my number too, just incase something ever happens and he needs it.
āGoodnight again Starkeyā I text him and roll over to get comfortable.
āGoodnight beautiful, glad to finally have your numberā he texts me back.
I shake my head, deciding to leave it at that for right now, closing my eyes and letting the alcohol take over and hopefully giving me a good nights rest.
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Hello!! I saw your requests were open and was wondering if I could requests how the brothers would react to and treat an MC with chronic illnesses that cause them to need mobility aids like a cane, rollator and wheelchair to get around depending on how they feel (I mostly have to use a rollator and it's a pretty pink) but it also causes them to have dizzy spells really easily so they may have to randomly sit while out and about, leaves them with very little energy most days but they push through cause that's life but there's some days where the chronic fatigue and chronic pain keeps them bed ridden (and thus unable to attend RAD). I've been struggling for a year myself and I just really am turning to my boys for comfort. Even if you can't get to this or don't feel you can write for this I really appreciate just reading it! I'm excited to read more from you truly! Hope you have a good day!
āRest Easy, Love, We've Got Youā
Tags: Obey Me Brothers x Reader [Lucifer. x Reader, Mammon x Reader, Leviathan x Reader, Satan x Reader, Asmodeus x Reader, Beelzebub x Reader, Belphegor x Reader], Chronic Illness Representation, Disability Awareness, Mobility Aids, Fluff & Comfort, Slice of Life, Caregiving Dynamics, Emotional Support, Empathy.
Warnings: Contains themes of chronic illness, fatigue, and pain, Depictions of caring/supportive relationships, Mentions of mobility aids, Focus on emotional comfort and well-being.
A/N: First of all, thank you so much for your request! I really hope this piece brings you some comfort and makes you feel supported. I know that living with chronic illness can be really tough, but please remember that youāre strong, and you deserve all the care, love, and support in the world. Iām sending you so much warmth, and I truly hope you get well soon and take care of yourself! š«šāØ Thank you again for sharing your request, and Iām wishing you nothing but health and happiness! š
Lucifer was never one to show his emotions easily, but seeing you struggle with something so beyond your control weighed heavily on him. His stoic demeanor often concealed the concern that lurked beneath.
When he first noticed you using a rollator, he didn't flinch. But the moment he saw the one you picked out, he couldnāt help but offer a small smileāa rare sight for the others, as if approving your choice.
"Let me know if you need assistance, MC." he'd offer, his voice calm and gentle. "You shouldn't feel the need to push yourself too hard." His eyes softened when you mentioned feeling dizzy or fatigued, a far cry from his usual commanding tone. He'd always make sure to walk beside you when you were out, offering his arm for support or using his influence to make sure no one bumped into you.
If you had to miss RAD for the day, he'd send you a tray of your favorite food, made with care. He'd also stop by with paperwork, though the way he would look at you was soft with understanding, as if telling you that his pride in you never wavered, even if you couldn't be there today.
"I donāt mind handling things here. Rest as you need."
Mammon, while initially unsure how to react to your condition, soon became your most fervent protector. He had a big heart, even if it was wrapped up in layers of greed and bravado. When you first mentioned you had a mobility aid, he was quick to say, "Oi, if anyone tries to mess with ya, you tell 'em Iāll handle it!"
He wasnāt always the most graceful about it, but his intentions were always pure. If he saw you sitting down because you were too dizzy, he'd immediately rush to your side, wrapping an arm around you to steady you.
"Ya donāt need to push yerself, ya know? Yeāre gonna hurt yourself!" heād say, not fully understanding what it meant to push through chronic pain, but heād do everything in his power to help.
He would try to pamper you on days you had to stay in bed, coming in with snacks, blankets, and random trinkets that he thought might cheer you up. "Ya deserve all the best stuff, so donāt feel bad about it!" heād grumble, sitting by your side, even if he wasnāt the most delicate at times.
Leviathan was the type to do a lot of thinking and worrying in silence, so it took him some time to come to terms with how to best support you. His first instinct was to ask you if you needed help, but his anxiety often made him second-guess himself. He was nervous about saying the wrong thing, so he focused on actions rather than words.
One day, you were struggling to get from one place to another, and before you could even say a word, Levi appeared with your rollator, offering it to you with a shy but earnest smile. "I-I saw you needed this... I thought maybe this would make it easier...?" heād say, voice awkward but full of sincerity. "Y-you donāt need to go anywhere by yourself! I can help... I can even carry your stuff if you want!"
His heart would ache every time you mentioned a day when the fatigue hit you hardest, and when you stayed in bed, heād be there with games, movies, and all the comfort items he could think of. He'd worry about you endlessly, but it came from a place of deep care.
"Please, MC, take it easy... You don't have to do everything." heād say, hoping you knew you could rely on him for anything you needed.
Satan was one of the few who could immediately grasp the depth of what you were going through. With his intelligence and empathy, he had no trouble understanding chronic pain and illness, as he had dealt with his own inner turmoil for years. When you talked about your mobility aids and dizziness, he listened intently and asked all the right questions to understand how he could be of help.
"Your well-being comes first." heād remind you, offering his support without hesitation. If you were feeling fatigued, he wouldnāt insist on anything. Instead, heād suggest the most calming ways to spend the day together, whether it was reading or simply relaxing by your side.
If you had to miss RAD, he'd make sure to bring something comfortingābe it a book, tea, or a quiet space to rest. He was always gentle in his approach, never pushing you to do anything you werenāt comfortable with.
"I donāt mind handling things in your stead. Take care of yourself, MC." heād say softly, his gaze full of respect.
Asmodeus was quick to fall into a protective role when it came to you. He absolutely adored your pink rollator, often calling it "fabulously cute" and making sure it was always in the best condition. He had a tendency to fuss over you, but it came from a place of deep love and care.
"Sweetie, you must be more careful! I canāt have you looking so tired all the time, can I?" He would go overboard on pampering you with lavish gifts, massages, and all the luxury his power could provide. His eyes would soften every time you told him how much energy it took just to get through the day, and his heart would ache for you on the days you were bedridden.
"You deserve nothing but the best, darling." he'd say, fluffing your pillows and pampering you with as much comfort as possible. Heād always remind you that he was there to help with anythingāwhether you needed someone to talk to, someone to hang out with, or just someone to make you smile.
Beelzebubās approach was simple: he just wanted you to feel as comfortable as possible. He was incredibly perceptive when it came to your needs, and if he noticed you were struggling, he'd make sure to do whatever it took to help. He was quiet, but there was a deep tenderness to his actions.
If you needed to sit down because of dizziness, Beel would sit beside you without a word, making sure you had a safe space. He'd always keep an eye on your health, ensuring you had everything you needed, whether it was food, comfort, or just some time to rest.
He was also the type to sneak in with snacks or meals when you were bedridden, always making sure you were well-fed and comfortable. If you couldnāt attend RAD, he wouldnāt push you, simply reassuring you that heād handle things and give you all the space you needed.
"Donāt worry about anything. Just rest." heād say quietly, always the gentle giant, putting your needs above his own.
Belphegor, ever the laid-back one, wasnāt always the first to jump into action, but he was incredibly in tune with your emotions. He knew what it was like to struggle with energy, and while heād never outwardly admit it, he had a quiet, empathetic understanding of your chronic fatigue.
On days when you couldnāt get out of bed, heād quietly slip in, laying beside you, offering his warmth and presence as a comfort. If you needed a cane or rollator, heād be there to grab it without question, lazily moving about the house to ensure you werenāt uncomfortable.
"Donāt worry. Take a nap," heād whisper with a sleepy grin. "Iāll make sure the others donāt bother you."
Belphegor might not have been as vocal about his concern as some of the others, but his gentle actions showed his love and dedication. Heād take care of everything else while you rested, making sure you had one less thing to worry about.
#x reader#obey me brothers x reader#lucifer x reader#mammon x reader#leviathan x reader#satan x reader#asmodeus x reader#beelzebub x reader#belphegor x reader#chronic illness representation#disability awareness#mobility aids#fluff and comfort#slice of life#caregiving dynamics#emotional support#empathy#fatigue and pain#obey me lucifer x reader#obey me mammon x reader#obey me leviathan x reader#obey me satan x reader#obey me asmo x reader#obey me beel x reader#obey me belphie x reader#obey me shall we date#obey me swd#obey me
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sharp angles and all.
#this is not at ALL how i thought this piece was gonna turn out#but i kinda like it. weird fucking analog horror esque or expirimental album cover art vibes#it was fun lighting it on fire too but its always fun lighting things on fire#gravity falls#the book of bill#bill cipher
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can you remember being born? were you born at all
#my art#kuron vld#vld kuron#vld#this is sorta a companiom piece to the haggar one i posted recently#also. just now realising the perfect timing of posting that drawing on MOTHERS DAY of all possible days#i swear i didnt plan that. didnt even cross ny mind?? but its neat ig#this drawing is pretty simple but i really like how it turned out!!!#it was meant to evoke those infographics of human fetus development#its wrong. there should be middle stages between a fetus and a fully grown adult man. but theres nothing there.#like. he had no childhood or anything. he just woke up as a full ass guy. theres no middle point between a mindless clump of cells and him.#no infant. no child. no teenager. just kuron.#this is wrong and unnatural and it shouldnt have happened but it did#the part of him that looks the most alive is the bloody arm. his life depends on it. hes nothing without it.#sigh. i have so much to say abt this piece and i feel like its pretty barebones and simple tbh#but i still cant put into words what i mean!!!!! i am trying and failing!!! argghhhhhhhhg. whateverr#i have THOUGHTS about this but a weird ramble is all youre gonna get folks. maybe one day il write a small coherent analysis of this thing#he will never escape haggar. he was not meant to. hes asleep and clueless and hell never wake up#he wont ever become more than what was planned for him. and he doesnt even know#blood#gore#i guess. not really gore. more like viscera and flesh?#kuronposting
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kiddos!
(used this old render as a ref)
#myart#marky#bow#kelly#dhestyn#gaston#sue#stella#i had a lil bit of fun w this one#this might be the first time iāve ever fully finished a piece. like. in my life.#color & background & all#i like how it turned out!!#in total it took me ~18 hours but i admit that at least some of that time was literally just me trying to learn how procreate works#i figured it out. mostly. kind of.#idk what iām gonna do now#maybe iāll finish the mbz character lineup i started#i might just likeā¦ redo that whole thing though actually#mm. donāt know. n e way.#going left is the title of the canon story btw. i know thatās on my blog in few places but. yea#post-canon which is what i post abt most often (when the kids areā¦ no longer kids. adults.) is called going right#iā¦ thought it was funny#going left was supposed to be a placeholder but it has been 10 years atp so. doubt itās gonna change#rainyrambles
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i think i tapped on the explore page by accident some minutes ago, i've been scrolling for a good sec like 'why is this on my dash. i don't know any of these people. what's going on' lmfsvh
#just me hi#i was really scrolling like 'man i do i need to start unfollowing people' before i Realized something was Wrong hkdjvhgv#idek how i did that. for a moment i was in a poor (quality) alternate dimension hkfkshvj#//anywho 'm gonna be going to bed in a bit :)#12 is about the time i should go to sleep... but also i've been doing pretty well going to sleep late n waking up at pretty reasonable hour#turns out when i'm much better at managing my own sleep times than i thought! whodda thought after all this time hbfhsh#//mnmnm also i'm getting back into actually enjoying writing lol :33#took me a sec bc oooh has it been fooooreeeever bfsh !! but yea i'm figuring out how to like it again :>>#i had what i believe to be a reasonable amount of description for a scene(in hindsight anyway lmfsh) and was like 'ohh but is this annoying#and then the thought of 'oh wait. i'm writing for me and one other guy (also me)'#so it haaaas been pleasant :33#i'm trying to practice my pacing n stuff... my punctuation has gotten a bit rusty too so that as well :)#//oh i haven't worked on my background stuff...#year's almost done and i think i've done 1 full background i think. that's a bit crazy hkfshv#gotta make up for that !! it's gonna suck prolly but i'm gonna do it >:3#mmmmmmmmmmmmm yea i'll do that after the yellow piece tomorrow :>#i've already got some of the guidelines for that down so ~!!~#//ouh the tea Got Me#going to poof now.. tooodles .w./
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Bump in the Night & Sleeptober & Nevertober Day 24: Wrong Way Home & Saturate & Garden
Kayne design by @little-the-rat :)
#6#Sleeptober#Sleeptober 2024#Sleep Token#Bump in the Night#Bump in the Night 2024#Nevertober24#Nevermore#Nevermore Webtoon#Webtoon#Malevolent#Malevolent Podcast#HIIIII#here are todayās pieces!!#first day since the like beginning of the month with all three challenges so that's cool#yeah so wrong way home turned out awesome. Littleās Kayne is so fun to draw#It was gonna be a derp at first but I really wanted to actually draw Kayne#So yuh it turned into that#Love how the outfit corset like just how everything is Iām a fan of it#And then Sleeptober I drew Aqua Regia!! Turned out cool#Aqua is so greedy like all its necklaces and stuff I was drawing I was like do you need all of this pft#I liked making the like spears on its backā¦ reminds me of the ones on the back of the Summoning avatar#I wonder if that was intentional#and then the Nevertober I kinda just threw something together#Itās a panel in 29 I thought looked cute so thatās what I drew#Nothing super special just that theyāre in the arboretum so it counts#Ok but uh yeahhhh art!! See you tomorrow :)
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not to be a milennial butĀ harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban really is that bitch....
#mom wanted to rewatch the movies so we've been going thru them <3#talk about a movie thats just like. grief. i turn into the jamie lee curtis halloween trauma supercut#SORRY..... the visuals are peak like that IS the hp vibe to ME and i am BLOWN AWAY this movie was made in 2004 it feels ahead of its time#the first two are so whimsical and magical enrapturing and this movie is like. a well worn cardigan. this feels 2011 cozycore to me#sorry but the introduction of lupin becoming a comforting trusted guardian type of figure AND the dementors representing hollow depression#this 13 yr old whos been kept in the dark on so many things being extra vulnerable prey to them bc of the severe trauma#but getting lessons on how to withstand that creeping dread.. through happy memories... still bonding w lupin increasngly ouagh...#the grief between them both over james and lily. also btw ofc defense against the dark arts being fighting yr fears through laughter. aaaaaa#and then sirius. black. im. i know we meme on the twelve years of it! in azkaban! but as a bitch whos now closer to those characters in age#and can appreciate and understand them obv more than i could when i was. a tween. that just hits like ok shit. VALID#so valid and real to see the child of your friends you knew at that age but who DIED and then see the friend who betrayed them#to see like the best of BOTH of them mirrored and living on in him and be like yknow what???? you WILL be protected frm that same fate#hoooo the briefest moment where harry might hope things will turn out okay. w sirius' name being cleared and peter having to explain himself#and sirius being like hey i get it if you want to stay w your family that is fine but. if you wanna move in w me...#(harry relaying this to hermione later as well. dreaming of a place fr just the two of them somewhere in the countryside#somewhere..... sirius might see the sky..... bc he thinks he would like that after all those years locked up do not even touch me rn.......)#only fr everything to turn to shit two friends fighting w deadly force. the chance to set this right slipping off into the night.#a million dementors descending relentlessly until utter exhaustion and certain death. some strange salvation? fight for a second chance?#but then still havign to say goodbye when they only just GOT this. and everything still being so. god. and lupin having to leave as well.#the thought of sirius also WANTING that guardian type connection but being forced to live in 1. a cave barely living more freely than before#2. then being confined to the stuffy somber abusive home he ran away from as a teen w that portrait still up there and everything.. bitch...#oh man the way i KNOW when we get to ootp (my favourite) its gonna leave me blasted into a million little pieces#the way i know shit like the knowing wink the entirety of the wall tapestry room scene and of course nice one james is gonna DESTROY me..#dont even talk to me abt that dark turn at the end of gof and how everything after gets soooo. god. w everything just getting destroyed and.#i cant even think abt it i cant even talk about it. wah#i dont care btw that they aged those guys up undermining how insanely young these people died. perfect casting fr the remaining marauders ok
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You know, I'm glad that some of us take the step to embrace things that we like even if they're "cringe" or "objectively bad"
But perhaps we could take the next step forward and embrace the idea of reading into books/shows/movies/etc even if they don't seem deep. Perhaps we could understand that the two kinds of media aren't either "shallow and meaningless so you're weird and brainrotted to read into it" or "incredibly and profoundly deep in every way so if you don't analyze every single angle of the thing then you're brainrotted". Some media is deeper than others, but all I propose is that no matter how deep it seems it's acceptable to dig into the thing and take the media seriously instead of just assuming that because of ____ thing (such as target audience or how cringe it is) the media not deep and will never be deep and everything good about it happened on accident.
#fandom wank#i just be ramblin#I'm not putting this in any tags#I'm just frustrated that Sonic Prime is going to be remembered by the bulk of its fanbase/people who watched it as a shallow stupid badly#written kid's show where the only thing good about it that we can even consider was created on purpose and is deep is Sonadow#I'm frustrated that when people learned that sometimes the death note creators did things because it was cool and not because they were#planning for it to be some great symbolism that so many people jumped from 'death note is a masterpiece and every bit of it is meticulously#thought out the curtains are never blue' to 'pack it up guys! the curtains are just blue! Everything good about death note like that#profound relationship I like and the neat symbolism completely happened by accident and Ohba sucks as a writer otherwise'#I'm frustrated when I see people talk about 'a kid's show' as if it's not gonna be deep at all or written well *because#it's a kid's show and then turn around and complain that said show sucks and isn't deep at all (even if that's how they're choosing to look#at it and they could see the care put into the story if they didn't go into it assuming that it will be lesser and shallow and dumb based on#what it is)#I guess it's also just getting me on this random Wednesday the idea that the bulk of one's viewers determine the legacy of a piece of mediaā#no matter how close or far away they are from painting the media as it actually is or tries to bw#It's also just bleak (especially from a manga/anime standpoint) that if your work is considered profound and intellectualā then any reveal#of something not being deep is grounds for people to completely swap how they think of your work and how they see you as a writer#And any work that's considered 'not actually that deep' from the getgo ends up with people only engaging with it seriously saying stuff like#'I know nothing about it is purposeful or deep but I like it'#and just ends up with prevailing opinion putting down anything percieved as 'good' or 'profound' about the work as a complete fluke
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Ok so back on my opla hdjskajzhz bc I got the screaming out but Iām gonna watch it again later in jp BC I HEARD ITS THE OG VOICE ACTORS??? (jk screaming isnāt out)
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ZORO????? So slay
And they way him and sanji interact is fucking delicious, and him and nami too omg the zoro nami bonding time was so fucking bdsjksksbjsjd drinks drinks drinks
Iām not even mad that they changed some of the story so there could be more Koby like everything that got rearranged still FIT yk? Except buggy was way meaner and smarter until he got put in the sack then he went back to normal buggy lmfao
Iām disappointed in the length of both usopp and arlongs noses- I find it funny that usopps Jolly Roger nose was also shortened lol
Garp seems a lot meaner to luffy here tho- like they make him seem so mean in the flashback!
Iām ALSO sad about no hatchi or Django or the veggie kids
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We got so much more packed into this!!! Skypeia!!! There was more but I forgot already
Oh right the idea that Morgan is the one who ācaughtā kuro UGH
SO MANY of these actors were casted so freaking wellll
Idk their names but maybe I will for once in my life learn actors names
They had like everyoneās flashbacks too that was slay
No ace/sabo :<
WHICH IS FAIR like they werenāt part of romance dawn or anything
When garp called luffy stubborn I almost expected him to say ālike your fatherā which idk why I thought that but ok
(Letās not deny it tho dragon gave garp a hell of a hard time)
I want to watch it again alr itās been like 30 minutes
Also the whole time buggy had his hat on I was thinking about how oda said his hair looks underneath it bc itās fucking hilarious
#long post#ish#one piece#opla#one piece live action#Iām so fucking happy this turned out well#like I was so scared I was gonna hate it#esp at first I was like ew cringe and then we alvidas ship looks so fucking rendered and then the fight was really bad I kid you not#I told my friends#why does this look like a particularly well done high school play#like I thought it was so damn ugly#and like it kinda is#but itās also SO GOOD#I blame oda for being generally fucking fantastic#like when I first saw the cast I was like omg!!!#they did ALL the ethnicities just like oda said in sbs#like how cool is that#so much fucking lore#I almost thought they were gonna drop sun pirates lore#i actually like this#and I would be happy if there was more
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NAMI HAS TAKEN ACTION!!! LETSGOOOOO
#when is uta gonna physically fight luffy..... it's just a matter of time#shanks planning on coming back?? its been 84 years.... that probably was only said to makino bc he is trying to sway her.... girl run...#'that's our local sea beast' so he just hangs out??? well fuck me#luffy was just fucking around about the making a new era and look what happened.... apollo blessed him....#the sun god omg.... nika..... ahdahsaj i ws fucking around with that too HAJSHAJA#oh no shit he does actually come back.... i thought this was the same time... omg... THAT'S EVEN SKETCHIER!!!#thinking luffy wss just here alone depressed in foosha and ace was there alone depressed on the forest too...... š„ŗš„ŗš„ŗ#ohhhh little luffy....... like i know she is not dead but something happened..... what....#oh it might seem like she died... elegia destroyed bc of shanks??? what is that and tot music (sounds like catalan meaning all music to me)#beckman has haki too? like zoro........#SHE HAS BEEF WITH SHANKS?? SEE HOW HE IS SKETCHY!! WHATS WITH THAT FACE???#i need to make my evil shanks cosnpiracy board but that whill be implied on my other bigger conspiracy board i am sure#talking tag#watching one piece#episode 1030#zeus got free... its namis turn...#usopp and nami being strong and brave for tama..... exactly.....#and so they meet again..... oh new break with momo.......#otama tamed big mom too omg ajdhajshaja prometheus saying she enters mom mode with kids under 10 AHDHAJSHAJ#no way big mom is turning on kaido for this.... SHE KNOWS RYUO TOO??? SHE IS NOT TOUCHING HIM OMG#goodbye page one... jesus.... now his sister..... damn#damn. wasnt expecting all that. now nami can take zeus either way hehe#episode 1031#when are we gonna get ad breaks for the rest of the crew.... we get it zoro and luffy are important.... okay....#sanji carrying zoro.... here we go....#PEROSPERO????? DIEEEE!!!! WHERE IS CARROT???#komachiyo..... TAMAA!!!!! usopp tells nami to take her and run.... NAH!!!! FUCK HER SHIT UP!!!!!!#nami finally fighting omg i have been waiting for this moment#episode 1032
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Hey wait a minute speaking of WTBNATOOK. I have a question.
The next real comic after The EX Files is in the Niagara Brawls episode, so thereās a three episode gap between comics. I have notes about those episodes that build up to the events of the Niagara Brawls episode. Do you see my dilema.
I am NOT drawing a digital comic for each episode, so Iām polling the audience to see how I proceed:
#I havenāt thought about songs for those episodes for. obvious reasons so debatable if I give them songs at all#but itās been eating away at me. I lost control and drafted EVERY EPISODE POST GREECES PIECES#the events between ex files and Niagara arenāt *that* important but#the episodes between Niagara and Hawaiian Punch?? oh my god#anyway. I have a feeling how this is gonna turn out but Iām POLLING THE AUDIENCE ANYWAYS#total drama#world tour but noco are the only ones kissing#Starry speaks
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So like.... what if I had many ideas for cake decorating? And what if I just bought some stuff to make some cute cupcakes? And this cake idea I have had knocking around in my head? And what if I actually tried?
#sooooo here's the thing. I've tried to make stuff (not food) on my own before and sell it#I had an etsy... it didn't uh. go well.#and so. because of past. tanking flaming failures. I am apprehension to try anything ever again. ever.#and then I talked to a financial clown dick last year (mandatory) and he shut down baking real quick#and I think he thought I meant like. full blown bakery space. which like. no. no thanks.#I just wanna make stuff in my house and basically do like? cake commissions?#like hey heres the cakes/cupcakes/candies/etc I offer I have x amount of slots open for the month put orders in a week in advance!#and like. I've THOUGHT abt this. I have thought abt what I'd offer. seasonal menus. like. I've REALLY thought abt it.#and my tax preparer was like financial clown dick is a clown dick there is some money to be made baking#and like because I have extreme like FOCUS ON THIS THING NOW!!! WOOO!!! FULL SPEED AHEAD WITH THIS THING!!!#syndrome#all I've been able to think abt now is decorating cakes & cupcakes#I ordered some stuff. I HOPE HOPE HOPE it arrives in one piece pls god š¤š¤š¤#gonna make some stuff and see how it turns out#I have a LOT of things I could make though not JUST cake/cupcakes#so idk I'd love to get paid to make desserts & candies. even if it was just like not a TON of profit but some extra cash#to pay bills. maybe have a lil fun money.#gahhhh I'm really in my head abt this and I'm also SO sleepy I'm like hysterical rn#anyway. venting abt it here cause I don't wanna jinx it speaking abt it irl (anxiety is so much fun š)#erin explains it all
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