#though Im inspiring to half as cool as them

[thatstroubling]

so I saw this meme on pinterest:

and was prompted to check out my INFJ/INTJ personality type (I always get it half-and-half) and, well:

I really don't know what I expected but I like all of these guys soooo...self-love I guess????

(but for fellow people who love personality quizes, I'd love to know: if you know your 16 personality type, does it fit for the DR characters with the same type? do you like those characters? maybe they annoy you more than others? 🤨)

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 16/10✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

Anonimo ha chiesto: i absolutely adore your shadowpeach bio-parents au comics they flow really nicely from post to post, and i looove the balance between angst & fluff i feel as if with shadowpeach, its always either angst or fluff- no inbetween, but somehow you've found a really nice mixture of both thanks for singlehandedly keeping me in the LMK fandom haha

Thank you! Fluff and angst keep going around each other like a microwave ahah

Anonimo ha chiesto: So like with mks monkey form does he have to deal with shedding during summer I think it would be funny if macaque and Mk got fluffier during winter. Wukong wouldn't complain about a fluffy macaque though probably like sleeping with the best plushy.

Oh man I think they do indeed haha. Pigsy would scold MK bc he keeps finding fur hair everywhere in the house

Anonimo ha chiesto: You seem like someone who knows a lot about the LMK fandom, so I must ask where does the idea of Princess Iron Fan and Macaque being sworn siblings come from? Like, is it from JTTW, and im just not aware of it, I'm still trying to learn as much as I can, and I need to actually read the book. The fact that people assume I know a lot about the fandom is so hilarious (not in a mocking way, I'm just very surprised) bc like- I watched the whole show in 1 day, speedwatched Overly sarcastic production recap of JTTW and read half of the book in a week. All of this in July. That's everything that I know from the fandom.

I think it's an headcanon. in JTTW Wukong, Macaque and DBK are all part of the brotherhood so.

Anonimo ha chiesto: First off I LOVE your comic but I have the animal autism and wanted to share some Monkey facts: monkeys don't sweat like humans do they mostly sweat on the palms and feet, areas they have no fur. For overheating monkeys mainly seek shade staying under trees , increase respiration (panting), seeking water sources. Also some species might shed for a thinner coat during summer. Sweating is an exclusively human thing and why humans have been so successful humans are persistent hunters. We would often follow herds for miles waiting for them to tire and overheat while sweating keeps us perfectly cool. Humans are also the only animal to blush. Lol Again no hate love the comic I love me some Flustered blushing gay monkeys. I just have the animal autism and wanted to info dump.

Thank you for the animal fact dump! Those were actually super interesting facts!

@draxeanlxia ha chiesto: Hey question that I have no idea if you already answered but how old is MK in your BIO Parents AU? I know people (usually) believe him to at least 18 due to China’s minimum driving age but others believe him to in his early 20s. Also Mac in your AU said was ‘grown ass man’ during the baby arc. So in your AU, how old is MK?

So. in the AU he's 21 y/o. Meaning that when he arrived to Pigsy door they saw him and went "yeah, he looks around 2/3" and from then they counted on. Buut there's also the thing that he looks a little younger than that age. I wont say anything else.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Who your Favorite Lmk character??

mmmmmmm... MK bc he's monkey now. Before season 4 probably Macaque or Wukong. But I have a "thing" for characters discovering they are actually a different species and slowly gaining new/different body features bc of that, so when I saw him flickering at the end of s4 I flew to a different universe. Literally the whole reason this AU exist is because I would die for this trope

Anonimo ha chiesto: What inspired your Human Wukong & Mac designs? Mostly because my brain looks at Macaque and thinks “Cranky middle aged pirate” meanwhile Wukong’s is “That chill gay uncle” (this is based off of purely looks by the way)

Macaque is drama queen so of course he would wear a trenchvoat during fall. plus he's old inside and outside bc of all Wukong bullshit. Wukong is your friendly neighbour who lives in a sketchy house and survives on peach sodas and chips (oh wait that's just canon Wukong.)

ainnur ha chiesto: You know I like how Wukong in your comic just compare something hot with Laozi's furnace. Like with spicy food and time he help MK created the weapon. Mk: You know Wukong you mention Laozi's furnace a lot. Must really tough 49 days for you... Wukong:Yeah worst 49 years *eating peach* Mk: Can tell- wait- years..? Wukong: Yeah a day at heaven is like one year here or so..Do the math, bud *continue to eat the peach* Mk:.... what..? Wukong just casually and accidently recall his trauma because he thought it never effect him like his other trauma. Also the brotherhood have 49 years to help him but they didn't do anything. "Yeah because normally you would rush into my rescue"

Thank you for giving me this traumatic info I didn't know about. Now I will never look at Wukong the same (why did my boy have to suffer so much)

Anonimo ha chiesto: Macaque: I think I'm in love with Wukong . . . Any thoughts. Chiyou: and prayers you're going to need them.

me too bitch, the fuck

@mirror-queen226 ha chiesto: I agree about the last ask you posted (about Wukong surely wearing a dress on a date), and I just couldn't help but say my own headcanon too (with a little bit of knowledge about the ancient times that Wukong was just a child on the jttw and lmk): I dunno if you agree but okay. Honestly, both Wukong and Mac/Mihou (like i usually call him) does not care about clothes, if they feel comfortable with them, be it for woman or man, they'll wear it, especially Wukong though, I feel like he'd act like a famous diva in a on a runway showcasing new high-class clothes from Victoria Secret, Channel, or something, whilst Mac is much more discreet but not too far from that too. And considering Wukong was wearing WOMAN clothes when he was in the brotherhood in the season 4 lmk flashback, it just made me believe in that headcanon even more :) Also, I am really loving your au, it's just so perfect the way you develop every character slow and patiently, keeping their personalities untouched, not changing but instead expanding and showing them a bit more, how they are really trying to improve (Wukong and Mihou in this case) and how satisfying it is to see. I always rush to see the new updates you post about the Biodads au every time i see too, and honestly, one of the 5 best au's ever, you draw so good too, it's adorable! That's all I wanted to say, have a nice day, drink water and take care of your health! 🥰🥰🥰

Yeah true! Like they are shapeshifter, they wouldn't care what species they are, even less the perceived gender norms

Anonimo ha chiesto: Little question, while the monkeys where at Chiyou's forge, shadowpeach where still sleeping together or not?

They were all sleeping in sleeping bags on the floor (but they all were close to each other.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Generally curious what you think would have happened if MK had not been woken up and the stone wasn't broken what do you think would have happen. would he had grown up on FFM?

Aww he probably would have been raised by Wukong. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing.

@wolfsonic ha chiesto: I have question! Does Rumble and Sabage have sentience in your stories? Like, do they have their own personalities like MK clones do? If yes, what do they think of WuKong and MK? Also, will we see more of them? Cause I'd love Mk to meet them when he wasn't stuck as a cub and not remember.

Yeah I think they have a littel bit of personalities. They like both MK and Wukong, but would also do prank on him.

Anonimo ha chiesto: I think I won't say I'm in love from Hercules fits macaque very well

The little monkeys are the muse doing backup choir

Anonimo ha chiesto: Can we see what a courtnapping room typically looks like?

Courtnapping rooms are made specifically for the courted one, so they are all different. Basically, the room should include everything the courted person would need to live comfortable and also a collection of things they like / to pass the time /love.

It must show that the person courtnapping them is able to provide, care and protect for them. And also knows what makes them happy.

So it can be a huge castle full of jewerly and elegant clothes/ornaments or just a cozy room with some chips and video games.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Is LBD going to be a topic in your au again ?

maybe

@wolfasketch ha chiesto: We need MK interacting with his new found Auntie and Uncle please(we also new to see Red being flustered by MK while his parents are around and PIF being like "Ooohhhh")

We are VERY luky Red Son and MK didn't grew up together or we would have thier parents playing love-matching with them while they are toodlers

Anonimo ha chiesto: could we possibly get a traffic light trio and shadopeach grooming train at some point, i would love to see some bonding time between them all <3 and i would love to see mk grooming redsons hair since there's so much of it

Wait who would be the second person to be groomed? I assume RedSon hair are too hot to touch. (when he's flustered, at least)

Anonimo ha chiesto: So like how does Redsons hair/ fire work. Does it just feel warm to MK and Mei. Will it only burn/ hurt you if he doesn't trust you. Another note it must be nice having two fire demon friends during winter.

I think when he's relaxed, the hair is just- a little bit warm, then with his feelings and emotion it can go up to a bigillion degrees, so it's not harmful as long as he can control it.

[love-marimo]

Hiii Lili <3 could I request one piece character (idk for who you write, so u can choose!) reaction to a reader who is very normal looking girl (doesn't stand out from the crowd to say soo) but in battle/confrontational situation becomes a complete, very violent and dangerous, destruction machine?

The circumstances or if she is friend or foe, you can choose, whatever let's you more inspired. ✨ If you don't like or feel very inspired by the prompt it's okay, I just really liked your writing style ♥️

There is More Than What Meets the Eye (Monster Trio x Fem!Reader)

ー hello!! thanks for the ask. this is actually such a fun idea. i went a little overboard with this one lololololol. and i decided to go with the monster trio ♡ hope u like it :3 if you/anyone wants to read sth about other characters,pls lmk! i currently write for jjk, genshin and of course, one piece ★

ー as always, requests and commissions are open! ♡ (im bored pls give me something to do :'3)

cw: mentions of weapons, violence, and battles

Luffy

he's not someone who likes to expect things from anything, let alone anyone.

but he gets really amused easily.

(luffy is a big yolo person, and it shows)

he is naturally protective of his crew though, and that includes you.

but at the same time, he trusts that everyone is capable of fighting and surviving on their own, so he doesn't think much of your capabilities. he just knows that you're strong.

you had just recently joined the crew and you're figuring out how you can help.

you help with franky and usopp with the ship's repairs.

then you tend to the plants with robin.

then you help sanji cook lots of meals (because luffy eats like a monster)

and then you asked nami if you can clean the study room for her so she can make maps comfortably.

and after all that, you joined zoro to workout with him.

for a normal person, doing all these things would exhaust one at the end of the day, but in your case, you seem to never run out of energy.

the crew is thankful for your help, but what they didn't realize is that you never run out of stamina to just do things.

until luffy points out how restless you are.

"hey, don't you ever get tired?"

you were about to answer him when you noticed the presence of a few marine ships at your tail.

the crew panicked and prepared to change course.

when they fired cannonballs, you immediately caught each and every one of them and threw them back at the ships, causing a simultaneous explosion.

there was one cannonball that you almost missed, so you were quick to grab it.

imagine luffy's surprise when you crushed it with your bare hand before it exploded.

everyone pretty much had their jaws on the floor.

luffy practically had sparkling eyes asking you how you did it.

"wow, i never knew you could do that!"

"what other things can you break with one hand?"

"here, can you break this huge weight?"

you were confused, but you obliged, breaking the weight in half.

"so cool!!"

since then he would start attacking you out of nowhere, trying to catch you off guard.

well that never happened, so one day he'll mope about it.

"hey, seriously, what's your secret?" he asks, poking your cheek.

"there is no secret." you laugh. "i just like to train my body."

"well, that's boring." he complains.

after a while though, he smiles at you.

"i honestly thought you look weak. but you're strong, so keep it up!" he said, pointing his thumbs up.

you didn't know whether to laugh or feel offended, but you took it as a compliment.

it feels good to feel needed by your friends.

Sanji

sanji thinks you're the most vulnerable person in the crew.

he doesn't mean to be condescending or anything.

but you just seem so… bland.

and it's not that he thinks you're so weak to the point that you can't defend yourself. part of him just assumes that you're average when it comes to strength and the other wants to protect you because you're a girl and you're pretty.

one day though, you're docked at an island to stock up on supplies and you forgot to tell the crew that you're going shopping by yourself.

sanji panics. what if something bad will happen to you?

something did happen to you.

you almost got robbed.

and sanji saw you manhandle the robber in a flash, and the next thing he knew, you were pointing a dagger to the robber's eyes.

it was so close and he can feel you wanting to gouge them out.

sanji hid himself for a moment, observing how you fight against the enemies.

you were practically raging, beating them up even if though they're already helpless.

one would try to beg for your mercy but you're pissed off. so you punched them hard in the face, knocking them unconscious.

sanji quietly had a nosebleed.

you were just so?? hot??

i mean you already are beautiful in his eyes but something about you being this strong turns him on surprised the shit out of him.

after you're done, you turned towards sanji, going back to your normal self.

"sanji! i didn't notice you were there."

"oh, i love it when you're violent and sadistic y/n-swann!"

he'll practically throw himself at you, showering you with compliments and following you around like a dog.

"forgive me for saying this, but i didn't realize you were that strong." he'll say.

"well, now you know!" you smiled at him.

instantly had heart eyes

"you are my beloved strong woman! woof!"

ever since then, he'll be even more batshit crazy about you.

every time you display your strength in front of him and the crew, it will take every bit of his will power not to pass out.

Zoro

this man…

he doesn't look like it, but he's very good at reading people

he got it after years of travelling on his own as a pirate bounty hunter

he may not have a good sense of direction, but what he's good at is sensing the strength of his opponents.

given that he's in a fight with one.

it's something he honed over time, so that he can create his own strategies when in battle.

like luffy, he knows that you're strong, and you work well in a team or on your own.

what he doesn't know (or at least he isn't aware of) is the lengths your strength can reach.

he has a gut feeling that you never went all out in your time as a member of the strawhat crew. (he's right)

so his competitive ass decides to test you through a spar.

you get fired up by the idea, since you've been wanting to train with zoro for a while now.

"ready? i won't go easy."

what a cocky bastard tbh.

you're very focused on him.

you're literally the definition of "lock on" every time you fight.

after you took weapon of your choice, you began to spar.

since you're on the deck of the sunny, you were both careful not to use complicated techniques to avoid destroying the ship. but you both still gave your all, unwilling to show any blind spots to one another.

chopper admired both of you on the sidelines, and the clashing of your weapons were heard by everyone on the ship.

"hey, moss head! what do you think you're doing-" sanji tries to interrupt.

then you landed a blow to make zoro lose his grip on his swords.

you ended up on top of him, and you pointed the back of your weapon on his chest.

he expected this so he wasn't surprised.

he found it amusing even.

"knew you were hiding something." he chuckled, uncharacteristically admitting defeat.

"but i'm not! i guess i got a little ahead of myself. sorry." you say, looking away from him, a little flustered.

"what are you sorry for? your strength? you know that's a pretty useless thing to apologize for." he replied.

since that day, he respected you more, and you would train together.

heck, when you're on an island, you'll find spacious and uninhabited places where you can spar with him to go all out.

it almost always ends in a draw.

zoro would go easy on you on the ship because you both know that it's not ideal to fully use your powers.

so the times where you can both give your all, you both make the most of it.

he teaches you how to use swords, and if you already know how, he'll teach you some of his techniques.

much to your happiness.

"you're pretty good, honestly. you can easily catch your enemies off guard with how you look." he admits to you one time.

"that's kind of offensive. but i'll take it!" you laugh.

ー Lolita

[akanemnon]

Last question before I once again leave you to rest and recuperate for the rest of the hiatus.

Do you know color theory by any chance?

(And if so, can you teach me some techniques…? /nf)

Your most recently posted piece is so amazing that I can’t even put it into words. It’s cool how you can switch between styles like that. However, I hope you’re taking of yourself in the process!

If there’s anything to learn from the anon attacks, it’s that even though some people unfortunately don’t see it, being an online influencer of any sort is more of a sacrifice than it looks, and it can the tiring to the creator when others don’t understand. Im not half as popular as you are and I too am starting to feel the effects of posting almost everyday for the sake of the fans.

You’re probably the first online artist I’ve been a BIG FAN of. Not just because of your AU, but because now I’m know I’m not the only easily anxious artist out there. You’ve really inspired me, and lots of other people too, but to keep up the good work, you have to make sure you’re also okay.

Take care!

- The Kogetai Kiddo.

I know some color theory in terms of creating designs. For painting, not so much. It's a pretty complicated subject to explain, so that might take quite a bit to get into...

And no worries, I am taking care of myself and take plenty of breaks in between when I'm getting too frustrated. As for the style thing; I like to try different things once in a while to prevent stagnation. I can switch between styles thanks to practice, but changing mediums does take some getting used to. Digital painting is not exactly something I'm that good at because I don't do it that often. It takes a lot of time and energy. But it's a good challenge.

Honestly, I don't want to be titled as an "influencer" or "content creator". I'm just some person who likes sharing their work and comics that people seem to like them a lot. I'm no authority figure and I don't like seeing myself as something greater than others just because of some numbers. Numbers don't mean anything. It's the person that matters. I just wanna make art, and if it happens to make people happy, I'm happy too. Still anxiety and internal pressure can make things hard. There IS that underlying feeling of having to perform and do well. Because those are your own standards. In the end, you are your own worst critic. Anxiety is the worst, and it's an endless struggle against it. But it's possible to live with it. At some point, taking a step back and realizing you need a break is the right call.

Hoping the best for you and all the other anxious artists out there!

And with that'll be off on my last few days of break. Asks are closed now. See you back on Sunday!

(Little teaser from the next page for good measure)

[koszmarnybudyn]

The four horseman.

I have thoughts so here's a rant:

Normal is conquest/i think its illnes or something (its zaraza so plauge where i'm from) because the Oaks brought the doodler about (plus he's the one that brought it to heaven with willy so started the apocalypse), plauge cause the Oaks also have the doodler in their blood and its an "infection" (he's also the stinkiest lol). He has the black eyes he got after seeing what the doodler wants, the purple in his eye is for love and hate, and the blue is there cause that's his signature color and again love. The crown is made of tentacles and also have the eyes (red to symbolize hate and the rage the Oaks carry). I tried to potray him slightly Jesus and Mary like (its so wierd writing that in english), and of course he has the white cloak (i did not draw horses because im bad at drawing horses and i didnt want this to take half a year to make). He and Scary are the ones turned straight to the camera because they are the ones that are the most important doodler wise. Also them being white and black paralleal.

Taylor is war because well i just thought it fit him best, (also he gets the sword then), and i made him look demonic. I dont have much to say about him unfortunetly because this was honestly a struggle. He does parallel with link though in their demon and angel designs.

Link is famine, i feel like hes the one to give up the most, hes been denied his sustanance (love) and as the series progresses he gets more nihilistic because of that and gives up, i feel like famine fits that. He also gets the scales because hes a judge (he condemned his father and he forgiven Scary) and because of the goddess of fairness. Like everyone he gets the eye treatment (i love eye motifs what can i say, also please notice how everyones eyes are diffrent cause that was also a struggle) but i also incorporated the angel motif (yes every link i draw in an au has to get the angel motif i just like angels and well he is a protector and is trying to be good, but then "falls" (cause many deaths) and becomes jaded) the angel thing is also there because he has spent a lot of time in heaven (and he has that generational catholic quilt ya know). The eyes are orange and yellow because that's the colors i usually give him but also because the're golden and sun like.

And of course our seeker of darkness-Scary as death. I contenplated making Link death and her war but i finally didnt. She is partially inspired by that one painting of Mary staring into the viewer as shes holding the corpse of Christ (maybe its silly but my little dramatic heart thinks of Scary summoning the doodler and Marys story to be similar, and just a pretty cool concept you know), and partially just death depictions. She was the first one i finished and probablly still my favorite. She of course has the most purple (i thought about making everyone purple to fit the backround but that would have been a hassle). The whites in her eyes are a nod to the doodler summoning again.

Oh and of course the backround, it has tentacles for thr doodler and doves for innocence because idk if you noticed yet but i am obsessed with religious symbols and also because i think the teens are just teens and they are not quite to blame (and neither is the doodler)

[ribbononline]

Howdy just wanted to let you know how much I love your fantasy AI and how cute the designs are!

Assuming you meant Fantasy AU haha- Thank you! Ive admittedly been playing with their design a little in the background (And it hink I posted some sketches before? though im unsure if I tagged them) since some of them looked. a little too human ((sorry archie i LOVE selkies but untransformed it truly is just a fur coat. which. isnt great for a more tropical setting)) but the core of it has never changed lol I love modern fantasy

The designs are half inspired by Pokémon now, though not tooooo intensly.

Max is still mosty faun, but leant a little more into full furry for him I guess. Cope old man.

Archie has been changed from selkie which HORTS but alas i lacked the skills to draw him cool. He's just a general mercreature now. He has legs but he's half fish in design he can breathe underwater. You get it

Others I've had thoughts on:

May gets to be torchic in harpy form. She's a rare case, as she can naturally do some magic! She can Breathe Fire. Very fun for her parents. She can't fly, but she can kind of flutter- which is great for parkouring around! Active kid. Due to lacking arms/hands she uses her legs/talons for most things instead

I want Courtney to be Meowstic inspired, probably with some/devil/demon inspo for the monster part? But I admittedly haven't thought of a design Im happy with yet. She also has some natural magic! Again, not supposed to be very common. She can levitate stuff and throw around psychic shockwaves if she's mad. She tried studying to be a witch for a little while, but she didn't really like it.

Lisia is Mostly Just Regular Lisia except the cloud fluff on her outfit is part of her lol. She's a combination of Swablu inspired and a full on wind spirit. She looks normal most of the time but if a strong wind catches on her physical form literally temporarily blows away into clouds. She can control the condensation in the air around her- which is almost entirely useless, except she can use it to create rainbows behind her. Great idol trick

Zinnia gets some fun dragon traits, and also lives up to her Lorekeeper title. While there's plenty of common spells written down and going around, Zinnia has access to and protects a lot of more powerfull forgotten stuff. Most imporantly Delta Magic, which... Functions via Totally Not Mega Stones, and allows the user unlimited access to type magic for as long as it's active. It's pretty draining, but it's the only time that actual world changing magic can be made to happen, rather then more mundane or minor stuff

[patricia-taxxon]

heya! i just rewatched your sc2020 video…again… and then found out you're on tumblr and, of course, immediately went to look if you've posted anything about sj aswell and found that post from *checks notes* 1.5 months ago - so, i guess what im here to ask is, would you mind elaborating on that?

im unfamiliar with marble blast (im so sorry i do not have the brainpower to watch your essay on that...yet) so the comparison you make is not particularly useful to me :v

also for context, i did contribute to sj, specifically playtesting and programming, so i do have Opinions™ (that im gonna keep to myself due to lack of anon ask (not a bad thing! i understand why you have it off)) and i wonder if those happen to bleed through to the player experience or if your gripes with it are something different entirely.

well, firstly, i have developed such a deep seated hatred of the celeste community that i haven't opened the game in months and i've considered just deleting my spring collab video multiple times, I'm not finishing any more of my maps because I don't want to make anything for these people. so i didn't actually finish SJ, I did everything up to & including the easy half of the grandmaster lobby though, and my take is that even with the few miracles I found within the map list, it would not have inspired a video essay on the level of the spring collab one if I'd played it first. it's just not as interesting, and not as rewarding to study. it represents a horrible misattribution of priorities that permeates the entire community.

in that video, i confidently say that spring collab is ALWAYS interesting, because modding culture is interesting even if it's interesting for being a little bad or revealing something about the author's proclivities. strawberry jam represents a near unanimous drive to remove authorship and make levels that are impartially agreeable, to make Celeste 2. it's only interesting when the mapper does something interesting on purpose, like Paint, Pointless Machines, Undergrowth, Summit Down-Side or Flipside Cliffside. a path of least resistance emerged in the time between SC2020 and Strawberry Jam, and experiencing it in this quantity made me forget what I liked about this game or this modding scene in the first place. the volume of creative gimmicks and varied aesthetics is huge, but each one starts to feel identical after being ground through this particular jank-averse process. I still have strong opinions about every map in SC2020, even the ones that might seem unremarkable, I can only barely begin to quantify the entire fucking C tier of my SJ tierlist. it's diverse on the surface but the substance is homogenous, especially intermediate through expert.

also in my SC2020 video, I talked about a certain tension that arrives once you get to the expert lobby, where the mappers had to create uncommercial levels of difficulty that rubbed against a similar apparent drive to make the player feel like they're actually doing the challenge & not just watching it. strawberry jam arrives at this conflict far earlier, the INTERMEDIATE maps and onwards are the ones that seem to pull between making interesting challenges while also having the player be an agent in those challenges. they want the intermediate levels to feel hard, look cool, and the solution is to just make them ridiculously constrained so the only way is the ~satisfying~ way. that's why I won't make a video about strawberry jam, because many segments in my spring collab video already serve as criticism for strawberry jam. it made the same mistakes again, but worse, and with far less of the things that made me love spring collab in spite of its flaws.

here's my tierlist, if there are any questions i'll try and qualify any of these takes with what i can remember from playing it. however, for reasons stated previously I won't be playing more so this is probably gonna be it.

[blossomwritesthings]

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pairing: minho x felix (minlix)

genre: dancer!minho/artist!felix. brothers best friend troupe. college au. age gap (abt 4 years). minho pov. extremely dark themes throughout, including smut - MDNI, 18+ only.

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Never in his life, did Lee Minho ever think he’d wake up beside Lee Felix. 

  But that’s exactly what he found himself doing the next morning. 

  The morning after everything had crumbled apart and they had shared half of their feelings and felt each other in the deepest of ways and passions.

  Turning onto his side, Minho reached out and ghosted a few fingers against Felix’s freckled cheek. His skin was warm to the touch, his presence in Minho’s bed sending a comforting aura across the entire room. 

  Then, Felix was stirring. The early morning rays were shining down on them through the nearby window, hitting Minho’s back and cascading across the younger man’s face. It highlighted his sharp cheekbones, his puffy lips that were still a little swollen. Eyes skirting down just a tiny bit, Minho noticed the way Felix’s bare collarbone and shoulders peeked out from underneath the covers, glimmering in the sunlight. 

  He looked like a real-life faerie. Like a tiny sprite that had just creeped out of the woods the night before, slipping into Minho’s bed and keeping him warm for as long as he wished. 

  “Mornin’.” A low, gravelly voice broke through the serene quiet of the bedroom. The contrast of his dark tone compared to his ethereal features thew Minho for a loop, as his eyes locked onto Felix’s. 

  Hands reaching out, Minho grabbed at the younger’s bare skin. Until he had a hand on his waist and the other woven in his messy blonde tresses. “Morning, princess,” Minho whispered, yanking Felix close and planting a few messy kisses to his lips. Felix let out a tiny giggle, hiding his growing blush in the crook of Minho’s neck. “Sleep well, my pretty princess?” 

  “Stop calling me that…” Felix whined out, shifting in Minho’s hold as he carded his small fingers through dark locks. 

  Skirting one of his hands across Felix’s skin, he traced the grooves of his spine, circling the middle of his back before continuing to go south. Soon, Minho’s fingers were sinking into the flesh of the blonde’s ass, squeezing there by the tiniest bit as he spoke. “Why? Does it make you… feel good?” Muttering against Felix’s ear, Minho bared his teeth and scraped them against the younger’s earlobe. 

  That earned a strangled groan from Felix, and Minho could feel him growing hotter by the second. His temperature rising at Minho’s actions and words. So Minho did the only thing he felt like doing in that moment - reaching down with his other hand, past the thick comforter and sheet, and firmly taking ahold of Felix’s ass. 

  “H-hng…” Was the only thing that slipped from Felix’s lips in reply to Minho’s earlier question. He moved against Minho, squirming on his side as the older’s nails made half-crescent shapes into the flesh of his asscheeks. 

  “What was that, princess? You’ll have to speak up, daddy can’t hear you that well…” Minho said, tone lilting and playful. Unmistakably, the air in the room had shifted. To something with much more weight to it— heated, and insatiable. 

  Felix was rising from his spot beside Minho abruptly, towering over his form with a furrowed brow and an annoyed light in his eyes. But the quivering of his bottom lip didn’t go unnoticed by Minho, neither did the furious blush that dusted across his freckles. 

  “M-Makes me horny, okay?!” Felix exclaimed in a rather loud outburst, ripping his hands away from Minho’s hair. Then, he was placing his warm palms against Minho’s shoulders, using the body underneath him for better purchase. 

  One of Minho’s hands left Felix’s ass after that, reaching up to the younger’s face. Tracing gentle fingers against his warm cheek, before curving under his jaw, Minho watched in astute pleasure as Felix all but melted into his touch. “Of course it does… because you love looking pretty, hmm? You love making people talk with your bold outfits- with your slutty booty shorts and sparkly tube tops.” 

  “Do you think I’m pretty in those things?” Felix asked, failing to meet Minho’s gaze and instead focus on his chest. His small fingers drew aimless shapes against Minho’s skin, forcing gooseflesh the surface of the elder’s entire body. 

  Minho could feel something break and dissolve in the pit of his heart— at the thought of Felix dressing in such things for his attention only. “Oh princess— every time you wear those kinds of things, I—” But he cut himself off at the last moment, deciding to hold himself back. 

  Jeongin’s words from earlier came into the forefront of his mind then, the long text string that he had been sent in relation to Felix’s childhood after Minho had left flooded all of his thoughts again. 

  Because there he was— there Felix was, practically straddling his waist, completely bare of clothing. Looking down at him with such a pitiful expression on his face. Asking— begging, silently, for Minho to speak his mind. 

  But all Minho could think about in that moment was that they still had so much to talk about — and Felix had no idea that he knew. 

  “Tell me. Please— tell me, Min.” Felix whispered, leaning into him then and pressing a few light pecks onto his lips. He was trying to coax the words out of Minho, but the older man wasn’t budging. “You can dress me up, if you want… I’ll be your pretty doll. I can be anything you want and I—”

  Felix’s words made Minho freeze up completely. 

  I’ll be your pretty doll. 

  I can be anything you want. 

  And it just… it didn’t feel quite right. 

  The things Felix was saying to him in the early morning light had a different tone to them than they had in the throngs of twilight. 

  Like, as soon as daylight appeared, the Lee Felix from the night before was wiped away. And what was left was… a shell of the man Minho had fallen asleep next to. 

  Instead, this Felix was begging for him— 

  Begging in a way that left a sour taste in Minho’s mouth, 

  That made his heart clench in pain, 

  That made his mind spin with millions of different doubts. 

  “Felix, stop. Stop, baby.” 

  He had to say it twice, cutting through the mindless void Felix had seemed to fall into so quickly. 

  Subspace, 

  That’s what Chris had called it once. When divulging Minho in some of his one-night stands with girls around town.

  Felix was in subspace, and Minho was afraid he had put the blonde there. 

  Feeling like he was a spectator looking on at the scene, like he was currently breathing outside of his body, Minho’s hands moved up Felix’s sides. Then he was moving their positions, until Felix’s head was back on the pillow and Minho was standing up from the bed. 

  “Wha— did I do something wrong?” Felix slurred his words only slightly. Like he was drunk off of grape soju. But Minho knew he was completely sober in that moment. Just that… he was still slipping into subspace, and that Minho would have to be a lot more careful about their dynamic from then-on. With the nicknames, too. As princess evidently triggered something deep seated in Felix’s mind. 

  Minho hastily pulled his legs through a pair of black sweatpants, before he was leaning over the bed and brushing a few gentle fingers through Felix’s hair. “Baby, no. You did nothing wrong… it’s just that— we need to talk. Before we go any further.” 

  Felix sat up in bed after that, resting his back against the headboard as his eyes fixed on Minho’s body. “Okay… what do you wanna talk about?” He was still speaking slowly, but Minho could tell he was beginning to come out of… the space. Thank God Minho hadn’t pushed any further while in bed, otherwise he was afraid Felix wouldn’t be able to pull himself up again. 

  “Chris will probably be home soon. I think it’d be best if you were back at your place and he didn’t find his little brother naked in his best friend’s bed,” Minho said, throwing his phone onto his nearby desk and fitting a shirt over his head. “Besides, after everything that’s happened in the last few days… I don’t wanna put him through anything else.” 

  “That can’t possibly be what you wanted to talk about.” 

  Felix was a lot more intuitive than Minho gave him credit for. A lot more. Perhaps the younger man could read his face a little too well— how his brow was furrowed the tiniest bit and the corners of his mouth were dipped towards the floor. 

  But one look at Felix in his bed, bare chest completely exposed as he rested against the mountain of pillows. Blonde hair messy and cheeks still rosy from the night before, dark brown eyes glossed over by the tiniest of bits… 

  And Minho didn’t have the heart to break the perfect, quiet bubble they were still in. 

  “It doesn’t matter, forget I said anything,” Minho said, running a frustrated hand through his hair. And so suddenly, he felt like he was about to suffocate under Felix’s gaze there in the bedroom. So he made for his bathroom, deciding to brush his teeth and wash his face before having to brave the outside world again. 

  There was silence for a few moments, but Minho could hear the bed creaking and movement just beyond the bathroom door. Then, like a beautiful phantom ghosting his presence once more, Felix was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, boxers now covering at least part of him. “But it does matter, because you matter to me.” His words came out soft and light, and Minho could feel the younger’s eyes on him as he finished washing his face with his green tea foam cleanser. 

  Minho said nothing to that, instead focusing on drying off his face with a towel. But Felix was unavoidable, it would seem. Since he was blocking the doorway out. Eyes sliding across the bathroom to meet Felix’s, Minho tilted his head and offered him a deep sigh. “I just— I don’t wanna hurt you anymore than I already have.” 

  “You could never hurt me, not again.” 

  “No, that’s where you’re wrong. Because I definitely will. Again, and again.” At that, he managed to slip out of the bathroom, striding across his bedroom floor.

  “I don’t fucking care, Minho. Hurt me all you want, but I’ll never stop loving you. Never. I want no one else in this world to hurt me but you.” 

  Minho stopped his pacing across his bedroom, staring back at Felix who was now perched at the edge of his bed. “You have to know that it wasn’t by my own volition. I never asked to be aware of it.” Minho started, as he began his pacing once more. Each one of his movements was tracked by keen eyes, like a cat watching its owner prowl around the world. 

  Felix stayed quiet, allowing Minho to collect his jumbled thoughts. The older man could feel his heart beating his chest in that moment, thumping against his ribcage. It hurt to breath out, his nostrils felt like they were on fire and his throat constricted with the lump that was steadily growing against his tongue. 

  “Jeongin told me.”

  For a moment, nothing happened. But Minho stopped his manic walking, turning around to face Felix once more. He was halfway across the bedroom, watching for anything to register on the younger’s face.

  “Okay… and what exactly did he tell you?” Felix asked, raising a dark, quizzical eyebrow in the wake of Minho’s words. 

  Fists clenching at his side, Minho almost didn’t have the heart to tell him. To tell this small, beautiful being sitting on his bed that he knew all the sins committed against him previously. To tell him that he knew— about all the hurt and abuse and violence. Even still, Minho couldn’t bring himself to hold it back any longer. Knowing it all had been killing him silently for long enough. 

  “He told me about— you, Felix. About everything that happened after I left for college during your high school years.” 

  Immediately, that’s all it took. 

  All it took, for the life to completely drain out of Lee Felix. 

  In an instant, he was no longer a stunning, otherworldly faerie sitting atop a plush bed. 

  Instead, he was a ghostly shell of a person - bleached of all color, like a black-and-white painting on canvas. 

  Nothing happened for what felt like a millennium. Time seemed to stop, as Minho watched the Felix before him break down. Outer wall crumbling brick by brick, shoulders drooping and face draining of all semblance of life. 

 Suddenly, he looked so tired. 

  So, so fucking tired. 

  “Why would he tell you…” Felix whispered in a low tone, shaking his head slowly. His limbs were beginning to shake, as his fingers clenched tightly into fists. Then his gaze was locking onto Minho’s, and the older man could see the rage boiling just beneath the surface there. “Why the fuck would he tell you?!” 

 The scream came out in a guttural, heart-breaking kind of way. Minho didn’t know what to do just then - he was frozen in his place, watching as all the emotions rippled and cascaded through the man sitting before him. 

  Felix was rising up from the bed in the next instant, beginning to tear across the room for his clothes that had been tossed aside the night before. The entire time, he was muttering things under his breath, heaving strangled breaths in his anger. “This is complete bullshit! After all the shit I did for him— he stabbed me in the fucking back!” Somehow, he was able to find his purple tracksuit and shove him limbs into the fabric. “I swear to god I’m going to fucking kill him!” 

  The pure venom in Felix’s voice sent a shiver down Minho’s spine. He had never seen him so full of rage - so vengeful, even despite all of the bad arguments they had had in the past. Minho feared this was unlike anything Felix had ever experienced before… and the older man did the only thing he knew in that exact moment. 

  “Felix, please— he was just doing it to protect you. He knew you’d never tell me.” Minho started, making his way over to Felix and grabbing ahold of his arm to stop him from fleeing the bedroom entirely. 

  Felix stared up at him with a dark look under his eyes, the rosiness in his cheeks completely gone and instead replaced with a shadowy haze. “Protect me… protect me!” Felix shouted, laughing incredulously. But Minho knew nothing was directed at him. The younger man was just upset, and he didn’t know how to express himself properly. “It’s my life. It’s my fucking story to tell, no one else’s!” Felix turned to face Minho finally, poking a finger into his chest with each of his words. 

  “I know, and I’m sorry he did that. He should’ve gotten permission first. He wasn’t thinking right, he was drunk and—”

  “I didn’t want you to ever know, don’t you see?!” Felix suddenly cried in an outburst. In an instant, his small fingers were gripping onto the collar of Minho’s shirt, clawing at it for dear life. Like if he held on long enough, the nightmare would end and he’d wake up and realize it was all a murky dream. “But now- oh God, you know… oh God, you know and you hate me and—”

  He was crumpling after that, entire body convulsing with the tremors of anger and hurt that coursed through his veins. Minho grabbed onto him so tight, he feared if he squeezed the blonde’s sides any stronger he’d break ribs. Instead, he sunk down to the floor with Felix, holding him as close as he possibly could. 

  And Minho didn’t know what to do — he was frozen again, in that odd limbo space between wanting to cry, but not being able to. 

  Felix’s sobs wracked through his entire form, ripping out of his mouth in the most blood-curdling kind of sounds. 

  “Lix- I don’t hate you, I don’t… how could I ever hate you?” Minho started in a quiet voice, hoping beyond all hopes that Felix could hear him over all the crying and heartache. “It’s not your fault, Lixie… it’s not. It never was. You were a child, it’s never a child’s fault.” 

  At that, Felix was yanking away from his chest. His cheeks were still bleached of all color, but now icy tears were trailing down his skin. They clouded his eyes, making his bottom lip quiver and his brow crease. “But God— you do! You think I’m the one that led things on… you think it’s the same reason why I got mixed up with that stranger at the club and—” His cries were so guttural, Minho could feel each and every one of his words punch through his chest like knifes to thick muscle.

  Tearing at flesh and sinew and bone. 

  Minho felt like he was nothing more put a pile of useless limbs, clinging onto a shell of a boy he had once known - that he still loved. 

  Even still, he had the mind to press Felix for answers, “Is that true, Lix? Is that why you allowed that man to defile you so much?” He was talking about the man at the club, that much they both knew. 

  “If I told you the answer you’d abandon me,” Felix wailed, voice cracking in between his tears. Pressing this forehead into the center of Minho’s chest, the wetness cascading down his cheeks began to dampen the older man’s shirt. But in that moment, Minho couldn’t give a damn about such frivolous things. “You’d throw me in a hospital— in a physic ward. Just like they tried to do all those years ago.”

  “Felix.” Minho said, stern voice trying to cut through the murky depths that Felix was drowning in. And when he didn’t rouse at the sound of his name, Minho reached out and wrapped his hands behind the blonde’s neck. Soon, he was cupping Felix’s wet cheeks and guiding his focus back onto him. “Felix, listen to me. I’d never do such a thing to you, never. I never wanna do anything that will hurt you.” 

  Then Felix was wiping furiously at his cheeks, the hiccups vibrating across his shoulders as he shook his head in a manic kind of way. “I didn’t know, Min. I swear, I didn’t— I thought he was safe and I wanted to get my mind off of you and I’m sorry and—”

  But Minho didn’t have the heart to ask who he was talking about. Because he already knew the answer to the question — both men that Felix had gotten mixed up with, during high school and only just recently — had been an escape from real life. Had been a means to an end, to fend off all the thoughts Felix had of… Minho. 

  That was the hardest thing for Minho to come to terms with. 

  The fact that, had he been around - had he been by Felix’s side, and loved him the way he was supposed to and needed to, things wouldn’t have turned out so horribly. 

  Fate was a weird thing, though. 

  The Gods living high above in the skies were cruel, in some ways. 

  For looking down at Felix during so much turmoil and allowing it to happen. Allowing the two of them to be separated, knowing that— if they had been together, none of it would have happened in the first place. 

  “I’m sorry I wasn’t there, all those years ago. I’m sorry I didn’t love you right and that you got mixed up in those situations because of me…” Minho started, his mouth close to Felix’s ear. He was whispering, rocking the both of them back and forth to try and calm the younger male. He could tell it was working, too. By the way that Felix was melting into his grasp, the hands around his waist growing a little slack. “I want to kill them, trust me— I really fucking do. But I’m not about to end streaks of violence with even more of it. So instead, I’m going to protect you with my life, from now on. I don’t give a fuck what anyone else says or thinks about it— about us or our relationship. It’s none of their concern. You’re never getting rid of me, and I swear on my entire family’s grave that I’ll always be by your side, no matter what.” 

 There was silence after that. 

  For a long time, nothing was said between the two men. Instead, they just held onto each other for dear life. Almost like, if they separated for even a second- the precious moment would break and they’d go right back to being strangers again. 

  Minho had the mind to check the clock that was on the nearby nightstand. It was close to noon. Chris would be home soon, and the last thing Minho wanted right then was for his best friend to walk in on them. He’d question things immediately, and Minho was too mentally spent to talk it all out. Explain their relationship and why Felix was having a literal mental breakdown in his arms. 

  Finally, after Felix had stopped crying and his shoulders stopped shaking, he was rousing in Minho’s arms. Until he was leaning his head against the older’s shoulder, staring up at him with wide, puffy eyes. 

  Like a helpless little woodland faerie, innocent against all the sins of men in the world. 

  And Minho wanted to do everything in his power to protect such pure, raw beauty. 

  “What do you need from me right now, Pixie?” Minho asked in a gentle voice, one that was so quiet, only Felix would ever be able to hear. He used the nickname that he had given the blonde when they were living back in Busan. Growing up together, hanging from the bows of trees and frolicking on the beach. He stared down at the boy, thumb ghosting against his pale cheek as he studied the emotions swimming in Felix’s eyes. “Tell me what you want, pretty. And I’ll do anything.”

  “Kiss me. Please.” 

  Minho needed no further instruction. As he dipped his head down, capturing Felix’s lips up into a soft kiss. Their mouths pressed together in an ethereal kind of way. They were a perfect fit, practically made for each other. 

  Minho’s lips drawled away from Felix’s after a few moments, littering soft kisses across his face - his cheeks, his nose, his forehead. “You’re so good, Felix… too good for me. I promise— I’ll be with you through all of life’s ups and downs,” Then he was catching Felix’s gaze, and seeing the sincerity of the words register in the younger man’s mind. “I’ll kiss you as long as you want. Kiss it better, kiss all the pain and sorrow away. Kiss you until you’re sick of it.” 

  Then he was capturing Felix’s lips against his again, this time with a little more force. This time, their teeth clashed together. This time, Felix let out a strangled gasp as Minho poked his tongue out, trailing the line of his lips with it. This time, Felix’s jaw slacked and allowed Minho’s tongue entrance. This time, they got a taste of each other. Just like the night before. 

  And soon, without even realizing what was going on, Felix was already crawling on top of Minho. Situating himself into the elder’s lap, as his fingers grasped at dark locks. As Minho’s tongue pulled moan after soft moan out from deep inside of Felix. 

  Before they could go any further, be any more reckless and emotional than they already were - and it was still the morning time - Minho’s hands found their way to the nape of Felix’s neck. He was pulling them apart then, a messy string of saliva parting from both of their lips. Felix gave him a pout, and the frown he had made him look so much cuter than he already was. Made the tent growing in Minho’s pants get a little stiffer. 

  “We need to stop, Lixie. Chris is gonna be home any second now.” 

  “But why?” Felix whined out, bouncing up and down a few times in his protest. 

  The bouncing of his thighs wasn’t doing Minho’s current horny state any good, so he made to grab ahold of his hips to stop Felix’s movements. “Because— I don’t want this to be the way he finds out about us. I wanna tell him in a clear state of mind and not when I’m really fucking horny.” 

  At the last of his words, Felix’s gaze caught with Minho’s again. A wicked smile spread across his lips, and he was turning into the exact replica of a Cheshire Cat. Tucking a few strands of hair behind Minho’s ear, Felix leaned away from him only slightly to survey his current state. Rumpled clothes, curly black hair that was wiry from stress, and a crazed look in his eye, no doubt about it. 

  “Oh… so you’re horny, huh?” Felix started, voice deep and wavering as he pulled a little bit on Minho’s locks. 

  For a second, the older man’s eyes rolled into the back of his skull. Completely involuntary, it would seem. “Yes, and I really wanna finger your pretty little hole and stuff you with my cock until you’re crying for me to stop. But I can’t do that right now, so that shit will have to wait.” He said, giving Felix a deadpan look as he grabbed ahold of his wrists and yanked them out of his hair. 

  Tilting his head to the side, Felix’s eyes trailed down the length of Minho’s body. Until they stopped at his middle, where their bodies were barely touching. Still, the tent in Minho’s pants was clearly visible. “Then, I guess you don’t wanna hear what I wanna do to you… that’s too bad…” He was hoisting himself up from Minho’s lap entirely after that, staring down at him with a shadowy kind of remorse. 

  “No, no— tell me.” 

  Minho didn’t even know why he was playing into Felix’s hand. It was a dangerous game, that much he knew. And he also knew that his best friend would be home any second. It was a miracle he hadn’t already walked into Minho’s bedroom yet, what with it being so late in the morning. 

  “Nah— I don’t wanna make you any hornier than you already are…” Felix started, turning his back on Minho. And then he was reaching over the bed to grab his things that were still on the nightstand. His phone and his wallet and— 

  All Minho could think about was how adorable he looked right then— 

  Ass sticking out in the open, 

  Practically begging to be spanked. 

  He was teasing Minho, and the older man wasn’t gonna stand by the wayside and take it any longer. 

  So he did exactly what Felix was silently asking for. 

  In the blink of an eye, he was standing up and was right behind Felix, spanking him so hard his palm came away from Felix’s purple sweatpants hot to the touch. 

  Felix was whirling on him soon after, face red as a beet as he clutched his things close to his chest. “Hey! That was very uncalled for, sir.” 

  “Don’t act like you weren’t asking for it, princess.” Minho smirked, staring down at the blonde with a triumphant stance. Hands on his hips, he watched as Felix’s eyes blazed with the insinuation. A certain kind of heaviness was filling the bedroom again, weighing down on either of their shoulders. 

  It was suffocating Minho, in the best of ways. 

  “Well there’s lots of things I actually want, which I can’t ask for because of— obvious reasons,” Felix’s eyes flit around the room. Like he was a nervous deer, caught in the headlights of a hunter. “And don’t call me princess!” 

  Minho was inching closer to him then, watching the pretty line of his lips and how pink they were. And how good they’d look wrapped around his co- “What kinda things do you want, hmm— princess?” 

  Felix gazed up at him, now that they were just a mere hairsbreadth away from each other. Reaching up, he brought Minho close to his lips, his mouth hovering over his but not kissing him. “I wanna litter pretty purple and red marks across your neck— wanna choke on your cock and make it messy… wanna swallow your cum and then get on top of it and ride your sensitive flesh until you come again.” 

  Minho was silent after that, squeezing his eyes shut for a brief moment. Fighting off all the demons that wanted to take over him — fighting the urge to throw Felix down onto the bed right there in that moment, and rip those pretty screams out of his mouth as he creams against Minho’s cock. 

  Instead, he was leaning back from Felix. Motioning to the door with his head, his lips pulled up into a sardonic kind of grin. “Get out right now— before we both ruin our relationships with Chris.” 

  “Oh, so you’re gonna kick your boyfriend out of your dorm?” 

  “No, I’m telling you to leave. For the good of everyone.” 

  But Felix knew better, that was for sure. Because already, he was moving to the door and stepping through the threshold. Minho was hot on his tail, following him through the kitchen and to the front door. 

  “Will I see you again sometime today at least?” The blonde asked, as he stopped in the doorway. Peering up at Minho with sparkly, imploring eyes. He was going to be the absolute downfall of Lee Minho. 

  “I have a final exam to study for. I’ll be at the library later tonight.” 

  “It’s open past midnight right?” 

  “Til’ two in the morning I think.” 

  Leaning up towards Minho, Felix placed a light peck on his cheek. “Guess I’ll see you around then.” 

  But before he could pull away again, Minho was reaching out. Arm snaking around his small waist, Minho pulled the younger boy closer to him. Craning his neck downward, he swiped his tongue against Felix’s bottom lip, before kissing him with all the passion and fire that was thrumming through his veins. 

  The kiss didn’t last for more than five seconds, but to Minho, it felt like a whole lifetime passed. And that nothing else mattered, besides the otherworldly boy that he was kissing in the doorway of his dorm. When they pulled apart from each other, Felix’s cheeks were flushed and his shoulders were heaving again. 

  “Get home safely, Felix. Text me when you arrive,” Minho said, as Felix was finally leaving his presence and beginning to turn towards the common ground that surrounded all the senior’s dormitory complex. But he hadn’t let go of Minho’s hand yet, and was still holding onto it for dear life. “I love you, my pretty princess.” 

  Felix froze in his place then, turning his head back to give Minho a whisper of a grin. Then he was squeezing his fingers, “I love you more, Minnie.” And with that, he was on his way. They were parting and Minho was watching him trek across the damp ground. 

  He didn’t close the door until Felix was completely out of sight. And as soon as it was locked, he leaned his back against the wooden frame. The hardness between his legs was the first thing he registered in the wake of Felix’s absence. Staring down at the tent in his sweatpants, Minho let out a dark chuckle. Shaking his head incredulously, he muttered to himself as he filed into the kitchen to start on a quick brunch. “Lee Felix, you will be the absolute death of me.” 

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[reactionimagesdaily]

(TuT) ok so i got a few but my most thought about are these silly characters who are based on the arthurian legends but mixed with final fantasy and their trying to fight the queen because she doesn't like magic (even though her children are half elf and therefore have plenty of magic) im still struggling to find designs i fully like but this is like the current designs. (Idk if you wanted me to pm u about my ocs or ask??)

Tell me about your ocs too!!!

LESGOOOO okay I do know some things about Arthurian legend but I know fuckall about final fantasy so you're gonna have to bare with me. I love this art, first of all! I'm presuming you drew it but either way massive kudos to the artist, I'm really liking these designs :D (also the style in general but that's more subjective :P)

Headcanons,,, hmm,,, ok I'm gonna go from left to right (and I'm also gonna refer to these charas as their hair colours bc I don't know their names, lo siento xD) (also I am kinda presuming genders based on appearance here so sorry if I get any pronouns wrong xS)

Pink:

There are chains on most of these characters' outfits but the majority are on hers so I like the idea that maybe she made, or at least fashioned, them and then gave them out to the rest of the group?

(by that logic there must be some reason that brunette doesn't have a chain... hmm... maybe pink doesn't like him, or maybe the chains represent some specific thing that brunette isn't/hasn't done)

She's self-conscious about the mole on her cheek :( (if I'm presuming correctly and pink is one of the queen's half-elf children, her self-consciousness could be compounded by the fact that this mole is also an identifying feature that people could use to find her)

I like the idea that Pink is one of those people who just doesn't feel the cold. Not sure why. Maybe it's the fit :P

Ginger:

I know her ears are probably hidden bc of her hairstyle but low-key when I noticed that detail I thought it might be that she's hiding her ears for plot reasons. Is she pretending to be a half-elf and have magic when she actually doesn't? Is she ACTUALLY a half-elf and hiding that fact bc of the queen's grudge against magic? Who knows? Not me! :P

She's actually ambidexterous and only wears arm guards on one arm to throw off anyone she's swordfighting with

The only thing sharper than Ginger's blade is her tongue; her insults are lethal and she is very liberal with their usage

Funny idea: this character has a very low pain tolerance. Like, in the heat of battle she can obviously power through life-threatening injuries, same as any self-respecting protagonist can - but outside of adrenaline-fuelled action? Hoo boy. If this woman stubs her toe on a rock, you're gonna be hearing about it for hours

Blond:

I get the sense that blond has 100% tried to use magic to cook a chicken at least once (and that it hasn't gone well)

Maybe the shared colours are just convenience for the sake of faster colouring but I like to think that blond got ginger a corset the same shade of red as his shirt and boots because he wanted them to match :)

He's actually very good at dexterous skills relating to string and ropes - braiding, embroidery, knotwork, and so on (this inspired by the little braid in his hair (ignore the fact that I've ignored the fact that pink's hair ALSO has a braid in it))

Blond strikes me as the team confidante. I like to think that if anyone has problems, or needs someone they can trust with sensitive information, they know they can go to him :D

Brunette:

I think brunette's cloak is cool as hell so I like to think that HE thinks it's cool as hell too. Like, he wears it all the time, and everyone else is just like 'ugh it's brunette being edgy and mysterious again' but his interior monologue is something more along the lines of 'man... I look so good in this cloak... I've got that shit ON'

He'd actually really like to grow a proper beard, but he just can't for whatever reason so all he's got is stubble 😔

Something about him tells me that he enjoys tripping people up with that staff he's carrying

He can sleep standing up (and it freaks the hell out of anyone when they see it lmao)

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And,,, that's it off the top of my head! (In a manner of speaking. This was not ALL off the top of my head xDD) I hope you crack that character design conundrum you're wrestling with! Thank you sm for sharing your charas, this was honestly fun as hell :D (Either PMing or ask'ing would've been fine with me :3) Keep loving them and making content for them and you will find your audience, I promise! <33

ALSO 'tell me about your ocs too!!!' OKAY YOUR ENTHUSIASIM HAS TWISTED MY ARM but this post is already pretty long so I'll put it under a cut :)

Broski I have WAY too many OCs to fit into one post that isn't as long as my bionicle lore summary so I'm gonna pick out 3!

First we have DANTE

I love this guy. He started off as a self-insert back when I first started writing (12-ish years ago?) and now he's his own fully developed character. I'm so proud of him T_T

Anyways! My guy got evil superpowers from a magic rock - long story, sorry - and decided he was going to become a superhero anyway. He's a paragon and a charismatic protagonist and he tries his best, but he's also a stubborn, chaotic man with no off switch. Maybe not the best person to hold the fate of the world in his hands, but oh well, it's too late now! :P

(aah, I love putting characters in situations)

Next up we have: RAELYN

Remember that magic rock? Yeah, turns out that rock has a consciousness. That's Raelyn. She doesn't like Dante, and especially doesn't like the fact that she's now stuck in his brain - but she likes the main villain of this story even LESS, so she's sticking with him for now. She's an unrepentent fucker and I really enjoy writing her >:3

And finally, we have IVY

Ivy is a cyborg that spends, like, a year fused into a suit of armour (another, slightly grim long story) before the good guys rescue her. The good thing about the longform story I'm telling is that we get plenty of time to watch her blossom from a haunted, emaciated cyborg into someone who's happy and healthy :)

(not pictured: me, valiantly resisiting the urge to call my own OC an absolute smokeshow)

Aaaaand there we go! Hope that fulfilled your curiosity about my own OCs - thank you so much for asking! <3 Have a good one, you absolute champion! :D

[heartsoji]

"i'm sure. i promise."

suna rintaro x reader

summary: you're feeling a little insecure about you and rin's relationship. but who could blame you? you're at a party with a bunch of people you don't know and your boyfriend is catching up with an "old friend." that would be fine except for the fact that this so-called "old friend" is his ex and looks like she came out of a magazine.

hurt to comfort so its kinda angsty ig?? but not rly bc my heart can't take it lol

warnings: insecurities, body image, post time skip, mentions of alcohol

a/n: THIS IS MY WORK! TRANSFERRED FROM MY OLD ACC

a/n pt. 2: i wrote this at like 1am bc i woke up and this is low-key inspired by the dream i had hehe bc u should always follow ur dreams 😀👍

this. was. the worst.

to give a brief overview, you were at a club with at least a bajillion people because your boyfriend told you that it would be a "fun new experience." he gave you a kiss on the forehead upon seeing that you were nervous and the two of you walked in together.

now, you were sitting at the bar by yourself watching as another girl flirted with your boyfriend.

you were filled in on the backstory earlier. she went to inarizaki and she and suna dated for their first year and a small part of their second year of high school. she then had to move to the united states (specifically los angeles) and they ended up breaking up.

you had transferred to inarizaki in the middle of your second year, and you and suna started dating 3/4 through your third year, so you had never met her before. your classmates had never mentioned her before either. and when suna introduced you to the girl as his girlfriend, she shot you the nastiest glare before smiling sweetly at your boyfriend.

anyways, one thing led to another, and they got so caught up in chatting that they hadn't noticed how bored you were, nor had they noticed when you silently walked away.

after taking another sip of your drink, you let your eyes wander to the two of them.

a fatal mistake.

she was beautiful. no, stunning. no, show-stopping-looks-like-she-just-stepped-out-of-the-front-page-of-a-magazine-absolute-drop-dead-gorgeous was probably more accurate.

she was wearing a tiny black figure-hugging bodycon dress with a cutout just above her chest that looked amazing on her beautiful hourglass figure. she had platinum blond hair that was pulled up into a long high ponytail, big grey eyes, and shiny, clear skin.

you looked down at your own figure. then at hers. then back at yours. then hers.

though you knew it wouldn't do any good, your mind began to wander.

are these the kinds of girls rin likes?

she's so beautiful.. her waist is so tiny

i wish i could be half as pretty as her

what if rin still likes her?

what if rin doesn't actually love me..?

you knew that you needed to stop. you decided to slip out to get some fresh air.

you sat down on a bench at the park across the street (don't question why a place where children play is directly across from a club. just don't mention it) and inhaled the cool air. you were so relieved to be out of that club. so relieved that your eyelids began to feel heavy.

you awoke to a string of "ping! ping! ping!" rubbing your eyes sleepily, you opened your phone to see who would be texting you so urgently.

rinnie <3: where'd u go

rinnie <3: where r u

rinnie <3: hey bb where'd u go

rinnie <3: bubs?

rinnie <3: hey r u mad at me

rinnie <3: what did i do

rinnie <3: im sorry

rinnie <3: ok srsly where r u

rinnie <3: r u ok

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

rinnie <3: no srsly im actually worried where did u go

rinnie <3: BABE

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

There are 83 more messages from rinnie &lt;3. Click to continue!

oops.

you: sorry babe

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

you: i went outside for some fresh air

you: im at the park across the street

the club doors swing open and see your boyfriend's head furiously whipping around, trying to find you. when he sees you, he sprints over to where you're sitting.

"sorry babe." you apologize. "i didn't mean to worry you." you had never seen him look so frantic before.

"so you mean to say.." he starts before pausing to catch his breath, "that you thought that leaving without telling me and not responding to my texts wouldn't worry me?"

"i'm sorry." you say, before adding on a quick and quiet "to be fair though, you were having such a great time with ms. los angeles model that i didn't think that you would notice."

though it was quiet and muttered under your breath, suna heard it loud and clear. he sighed.

"look, we didn't break up because she was moving. we broke up because i was sick and tired of her nasty attitude. i just didn't want to be rude and say that in front of her. the only thing that's changed about her is that she's learned how to put a smile mask over her disgusting personality. a really phony one that's made out cling wrap with a sharpie smile and a bow."

you giggled slightly at this.

"look," he says softly, lifting up your chin to look you in the eyes. "you're the only one that i love. i promise, ok? you're so beautiful and sweet and it's crazy to me that god finally decided to give me some help and give me a chance with you."

he gave you a small smile.

"i love you, y/n. i love you so, so much."

and with that, he swooped you up in his arms bridal style and started walking.

"WOAH- rin where are we going?"

"home."

"but it'll take a while to walk home from here. shouldn't we just uber like we did here?"

"walking gives me more time to be close to you and talk to you."

"but you'll be walking while simultaneously holding me for a while."

he blinked. "i play professional volleyball. if you think that i can't take a walk home with my girlfriend in my arms, i'd honestly be pretty offended."

"right."

there was a brief moment of silence between the two of you.

"i'm sorry if i made you feel sad today, bubs. i love you so so much and i'll stop at nothing to make sure that you know that."

you smiled softly.

"that's what i like to see." he said, peppering ticklish kisses onto your neck to make you giggle a little.

"rin! stahahap-!" you giggle, trying to scrunch up and protect your neck.

"your laugh and smile are the two most precious things in the world."

you and rin talked the rest of the way home and he kept reminding you of how much he loved you.

when you finally got home, you asked him one final question.

"rin, are you sure that there's no more chemistry going on between you and ms. los angeles model?"

he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"i'm sure. i promise."

[mdddante]

anyways with comms out of the way uhh im getting back into my limbus company owb au 💥💥💥💥

re-meet Dante, the White Savior, leader of the 3rd L Corp. "Liberator Saints"

somehow weaseled their way into rebuilding lobotomy corporation, attempts to upkeep more efficient energy production than the old l corp did with their new epic prosthetic worker family and their funny restoration repairs, as well as going under the radar to pull poor people from the backstreets into their EPIC prosthetic cult family

someday hopes to gain enough people to Overthrow the Government ^TM although we all know dante could never fucking do that

though while their first and second goals are to build their family of prostheses and someday overthrow the leaders of the city, dante also has a third very very funny goal:

to bring about the White Nights and Dark Days. A-fucking-gain.

thats right folks dante is a little history fucking fanboy after don quixote told them all about color fixers and the history of the city

dante has a VILE fucking hatred for humans and all things humanity so what should he do to cope with his rage and hatred? thats right he should totally bring about 3 days of positivity and light then shut it the fuck down to cause 4 days of absolute despair for all with a mind across the city and recreate the big hashtag pianist incident to wreak havoc on the city and its foul, filthy humans within it

dante of course will fail somewhere along the way because while this is basically building up to a mary sue plotline where the world shifts around one guy to get what he wants this is still a project moon mirror world and because its project moon nobody gets what they fucking want

dante will enjoy his funny cult until eventually his ulterior motives are found out by the head and by extension the rest of the city and hes fucking stomped on with spit on his grave and creating a wave of hatred for prostheses that not even the one who grips herself could create

keep in mind that half of the time during this embarrassing fucking rant i have had absolutely no idea what im talking about nor how the government in project moon works i am just looking for some way to have dante get to be cool without him embarrassing himself. i need reason in everything

tldr; dante is a little bitchboy that worships prostheses, hates humanity, somehow by some fucking plot miracle got the government to trust him with a whole ass wing, and would kiss roland and/or angela on the lips if given the chance

also his main literature inspirations are alice in wonderland and paradise lost, his more non literature inspirations are bill cipher and kromer and also the "the devil shivers when the nice guy snaps" fanfiction/au trope

take this information how you will, i dont take blunt criticism, i just wanna make dante a narcissistic god complex bitch

toodles

[nomsfaultau]

thank you so much for writing mandatory family reunion. i just reread it for the eighth time. i think im going to dedicate my life to life to reading your other sbi fics until you update again. also; do you have any tips for committing to fics and not leaving them half-finished?

ahhhh that’s so sweet glad you enjoyed! As for writing fics, having it be your special interest really helps. But for more general advice on finishing:

-Don’t stick to just one story. Which seems counter intuitive! But inevitably you’re going to hit a snag in one story. So instead of stopping writing at all, switch projects. Writing involves a whole bunch of thinking, and stuff needs time to percolate in the back of your head. But having a small project to work on in the mean time keeps you engaged in the writing process, gives you practice, makes you feel like you’re making progress, and allows time to work out the other story. I personally have 1-2 main projects, Fault and MFR, and then rotate a couple back burner stories that I work on whenever I get inspiration and fully expect to have very slow progress and possibly never finish. Short stories, one shots, hell even just writing little one off scenes that don’t go anywhere. It’s a way to keep writing fun and thus you’re more likely to continue working on the stuff you’re trying to complete. Don’t feel bad if there’s breaks between working on your main project. Writing involves a lot of thinking and it takes time to do that.

-Devoting time to do that thinking also significantly helps. When you’re falling asleep can be a good time to rotate stories in your head. Could also be if you’re walking from place to place, or brushing your teeth, or other little gaps in the day. Even if you’re not physically writing, it’s still part of the process and can make it easier when you actually sit down to write because you know what scene you’re most excited to work on. Also, talking over your story idea with a friend is a great way to stay motivated if you can get over the mortifying ordeal of being known. You can bounce ideas off them, and other people’s investment in a project can be a great motivator to finish. Like legit a single ao3 comment once stopped me from my plan to abandon a fic. Reminding yourself why you (and other people) like the story makes it easier to want to continue.

-Keeping a rough outline of what you envision for the story can give you a road map to how close to done you are and where to go next. Just like you can hop between projects, I find jumping around the plot time line to write what scene I’m most interested in atm keeps me going instead of writing everything in order. Though, all writers have different degrees of plot planning, so that depends on your style.

-Art! I’m an artist, and while writing definitely fuels what I draw, I find doodling cool scenes I want to write really inspires me to keep going. This sorta falls under the same category of continuing to think about the story and motivating you to finish. -I found keeping a writing journal has improved how I view my writing. Basically, I’ll jot down a bullet point list of scenes worked on that week/month. Writing is a very slow process, so seeing a timeline of actual progression on a story makes it feel like I’m actually getting more out of my head and onto paper. I also jot down what ideas for scenes I came up with since that’s also part of writing, and might include a chill no stakes writing goal for that period, like work on X or Y project, or a particular scene. Sometimes my goal is just ‘write at least one sentence’. I give it lots of leeway, and accept that the muse may just be somewhere else that week. And if the goal isn’t met, no sweat! Life can get busy at times and it’s more important that you aren’t beating yourself up if it’s been awhile since you last touched a project. Forcing yourself to write a scene that isn’t ready won’t result in a good scene or an happy writer. Switch projects, give yourself time to think about it, take care of yourself, etc.

And, legitimately, don’t be afraid to abandon a piece. Maybe you’ll come back to it, maybe you won’t. It can feel disheartening to feel like you can’t seem to finish a project, but unfinished pieces also do a lot for you: they hone your craft, allow you a creative outlet, give you scenes that could potentially be reworked for later pieces, and most importantly were hopefully fun to write! Story crafting is a hobby that should bring you joy, not frustration and shame.

Like, I have stories that will never see the light of day and are just so I can have fun and poke it with a stick occasionally. I’m 100% confident in saying that every author will have tenfold the number of unfinished wips compared to complete works. That’s just part of the creative process: exploring different worlds to find the one you want to write.

Perhaps a fic might never get finished, but in the wise words of Technoblade: “if you enjoy it, it’s not time wasted, no?”

(Now, I think he was talking about murdering people, but the point still stands.)

[catreginae]

okay i really really want to start reading your vampire wars thing because first of all, im OBSESSED with the concept, and second, it just seems cool as hell, but i’ve been unable to read recently so i haven’t had a chance to get to it. ITS ON MY LIST THO 🙌🙌🙌

BUT I STILL WANNA KNOW ABOUT HIM HE SEEMS SO COOL. I don’t wanna ask annoying questions cos I feel like most of the one’s I have are things you’ve probably already answered haha, BUT TELL ME ABOUT UR SPECIAL GUY. Is there anything in particular you just really really wanna talk about? Any little details you’re really proud of that you want people to notice? Can he turn into a particularly fluffy little bat? If so would bat Wars appreciate head pats? Is there a specific vampire lore that inspired this?

-crazylittlejester

Sorry this took so long! This is the first ask I got after asking for them but it's the last I got to!

I think people realized these things but I’m going to talk about them anyway!

Warriors has bad self-esteem. He’s super protective of the others. He has the ability to regenerate, so it’s hard to hurt him in a way that actually matters. He can pretty much bounce back from anything. Anyway, all three of these aspects of Warriors feed into each other. He doesn’t care about what happens to him because he can regenerate. The pain is worth it if the others are safe. He thinks keeping the others safe by taking the really bad hits is how he’s earning his keep in the group because he has a hard time accepting that they actually like him for who he is. The others are working on it!

This boy is a pacer. When he’s restless and antsy, or hopped up on blood, he just starts pacing. He cannot help it.

Warriors is actually the sleepiest in the chain and beats even Sky. I headcanon Sky with sleep apnea (because of projection) but Warriors ends up sleeping the most because being half-vampire is actually really hard on his body. I like it imagine that sleep is the glue that keeps his Hylian half and vampire half together to make one mostly functional person. This is why he can pretty much fall asleep immediately if he’s injured but also had some blood.

The fluffy bat thing is a plan but hasn’t happened yet. It’s not a vampire thing in this AU (it is a nod to it at least?) nor is it his shadow crystal form. It’s wizzrobe bullshittery that he actually saw some use in so he begged Lana for some way to have regular access to a bat form. It’s probably some sort of jewellery. I wrote a very small snippet about Four throwing a tiny bat Warriors into the air to help him figure out lift. Of course, he’s a vampire bat because they can run on the ground and I think that’s pretty neat. Go look up a zoo feeding them blood, they just run on the ground and take little sippies out of a bowl.

And finally, the inspiration for this AU is a movie from the 80s called The Lost Boys. It inspired his appearance a little bit (he’s got the same yellow and red eyes). Lore wise, some of the abilities made it over but I used a lot of different inspirations for this AU and of course, I had to try to remix it fit Zelda too. The Lost Boys is the first inspiration though because I was in that rabbit hole when I wrote the first chapter.

[randomperson0k]

the evil thoughts got me fucked up and shit

OH forgot to mention: top 2 images are the final 'redesign', 2 images below are concept sketches i made for the 'redesigns'

tgs jekyll and hyde but they got evaporated by my evil headcanon beam and stitched back together by somebody who has no experience with using a needle and thread to the point where theyre more just like a seperate character

im sorry for my sins

PLEASE HEAR ME OUT BEFORE BITING A CHUNK OUT OF MY ARM. if anybody wants to read about my evil headcanon world all the stuff is below. wasnt really exaggerating when i said i ripped their character apart and stitched them back together though.

i do have a google doc full of everything i headcanon for tgs but some of that is embarrassing as hell so im just slapping the important stuff here

most of these 'headcanons' are here more because they make me happy than to actually make any sense. as a warning.

smokes fat blunt puffs it in your face anyways uh trans henry jekyll yeah (gets shot) ty person from the j&h community i was messaging that dragged me to the dark side and introduced me to the world of embracing my j&h trans headcanons. a true angel.

i really like more book inspired takes on j&h than the musical ones soo uhh.. yeah theyre the same person fully no j&h arguing thing. im soooorrrrryyy its just my preference for adaptations and i find it a lot more fun to play with story wise. also some other reasons but i wont get into those

polyamorous and bisexual (bi because... obvious reasons. poly because of that one couple they meet up with in the comic every now and then. my favourite ... ship (i think thats the right term?) in the comic. i love them.)

gas mask because it looks cool + chemical shenanigans ("oh but those didnt exist" shh. shhhhh.")

speaking of chemicals! they are much more into science. mostly does science-y stuff when theyre hyde though. they like to break into lodgers rooms and contribute to experiments.

facial hair. thats it. no further reasoning will be given

tried making jekyll in the concept redesign of him look older. failed SO bad im sorry i know its horrible.

hyde has pointy ears + pointer teeth (and green tongue because potion goop) + slit pupils because i am incapable of designing a human hyde. i have no idea why but i just cant.

earrings because 1: i have a bad habit of giving designs earrings and 2: i remember seeing a few headcanons of j&h with earrings and they were so tasty to look at so i had to do my own

bandage scarf thing from the beta tgs hyde design + newer tgs design that only shows up in the mind... world.... thing.

added the uhhh goggles from the old design too.

red and green hat because i couldnt decide if i wanted hyde to have the red hat from the old design of tgs hyde or the green hat from the current design. ripped it in half and chose both. great decision making i know

chunks of brown hair in hydes because why not. also red ring around one eye as like a weird variant of half heterchomia.

hyde has weird patches of green colored skin idk it just looked cool when i was fiddling with colors so i kept it

hyde has red scales in certain spots of the design. no further explanation

gave hyde black gloves to contrast jekylls white gloves + cmon. hyde probably touches the most gross revolting shit with the places they go to. they deserve some gloves.

changed their body type a litttttle bit just a smudge

i was going to give jekyll a cravat around the neck (a really bad designing habit of mine is to give characters cravats. not my fault they look so cool) both as a fancy thing + to hide lack of a adams apple buuttt the design felt way too clumped so im scrapping that. ignore the cravat in the drawing. grrr bARKBAKRABK

actually does sparkle visually/not just as a non-existent visual effect and people can actually see it. lanyon always swats them away because the sparkles get in his face.

hyde is more shorter than shown in the comic, more like book hydes height. like a foot or more shorter than jekyll. jekyll stays around the same height though. hydes probably the shortest one in the society.

permanent eyebags. does not sleep but cmon we all already knew that

hyde has a strong scottish accent instead of the other accent he fakes in the comic that i always forget the name of

has a cane like the og book. its a sword cane.... yeah i have a addiction, im sorry. (like half my own personal characters have sword canes)

i suck so bad at drawing shoes so hydes shoes look like ass but theyre supposed to be big boots since this guy probably walks through yucky mucky areas and stuff

i would totally write some oneshots or something like that of these guys going on adventures doing experiments and stuff yknow . (stuff like lodgers content and interactions, lanyon and hyde interactions because i enjoy secret identity and person said secret identity personal knows outside of their secret identity interactions, that one couple i talked about before interactions with jekyll/hyde and just in general random oneshots that make no sense) if i actually had any literacy skill

anyways im done my ramble. now you guys can shoot me

[anime-chick]

YYH live action reaction - characters!!

yusuke: pitch perfect. he strutted. he had an edge. he's dangerous. he's complicated. he wants to do good but doesn't want to be bossed around or explain himself. he's tired and over it. him realizing he has friends. he cares about people. and he's loved. and he loves them back and wants to protect them and he can. takumi kitamura nails how complex yusuke is and is damn cool about it.

kuwabara: amazing. perfect. goofy and with the biggest heart and brought the comedy in a way the show seriously needed. i loved that he inspired yusuke to try harder with genkai's training. him falling in love with yukina was perfectly played out. loud and rambunctious and the moral backbone of the show. shuhei uesegi made me cry and i don't care that his hair is not the iconic pompadour - he's kuwabara. (also let's talk about the chains on his school uniform buttons?? the lining???? the fauxhawk his hair turns into when it's free of that gel)

hiei: he's serious. he's snarky. he's angry. he will stand twelve feet away from anyone else. he's awkward with his long lost sister. kanata hongo was perfect. the only downside to his character was when he zooms around, the sound effect is - cartoony. which, would have been fine in an anime, but in live action was a little Much. but! that has nothing to do with kanata hongo's acting - in which he was perfect. solemn and annoyed and on a mission. hiei is my favorite character, so i was a little skeptical about the changes they made to him, but i fucking loved every second he was on screen. the choice to have him use the shadow sword to attain a jagan eye was brilliant, it really tied in the yukina storyline with the artifacts of darkness storyline in a way that the og series couldn't (considering hiei was meant to be a one off character). though im sad this would eliminate his past with shigure. loved seeing hiei jump around and run fucking fast, him leaping off the tower to cut a car in half was so cool, dayum. i wish we had more scene with him.

kurama: babygirl. the prettiest. aloof and deadly. did i mention the ponytail he wears for his school uniform? (speaking of - if the blazer and tie was his school uniform, what is the gold lined magenta uniform for? if thats just what kurama wears in general - he's insane. i love it). jun shison brought it. he captured the mysterious side to kurama, the sharp and deadly side, while still managing to show how much heart kurama has. and lets not forget youko kurama <- absolute badass. meaner. faster. his bushy tail and ears will live with me forever. he made kurama's whip look terrifying and his plants even scarier (and sexier?). his big doe eyes were so disarming, he stole every scene.

overall - every actor (not just the main four) nailed it perfectly. i'm crossing my fingers for a season two at the very least.

[skitskatdacat63]

Tysm for the tags @fernando-jpg and @rubywritten !!!!

F1 Asks:

Who is your favorite driver?

Fernando and Seb! They come as a pair. Do not seperate :)

Do you have any other favorite drivers?

Yep! But mostly retired drivers </3 I love Mark and Jense! And then for current drivers, I like Oscar, and Max a bit as well(I can't help but feel loyal to him bcs he was my first fav)

Who is your least favorite driver?

I dislike being a hater on main but....#3 and #4. Also tbh I feel neutral to dislike about most current drivers, other than my 3 guys, so!

Do you pull for drivers or do you like teams as well?

I'm mostly driver motivated, I think I'd follow Fernando anywhere, and probably Oscar too. I like and support teams as well but mostly just because my guy is there! It's like, I love Aston, right? They support Fernando, they're willing to do so much for him, they love him, the vibe is really good. But if he decided to blow up Aston tomorrow, I'd be like "I'm right there with you!!"

If you like teams, what team do you pull for?

+ HOWEVER! I am an RBR devotee. Like it's not even that much about the drivers, I like Max a lot, but I think I'll always keep my eye on RBR as long as I'm into F1. I just love the history of the team and their vibe. My fav team of all time will always be RBR 2009-2013, just so special to me 🥹 Not that I was actually around for it but, the way they evolved from a team that was mostly there to bring fun to the paddock to one of the most successful teams of all time, as well as being a fucking energy drink company in a sport full of car companies, is just so cool and inspiring to me. And I love the red bull golden boys so much(Seb and Max beloveds!!!) And I also have an addiction to red bull....But I got into them first so I have a special connection, even if I don't root for them all the time. Them and their aesthetic makes me happy :) they are F1 to me :)

How long have you been into F1

Probably over a year and half by now? I wish I could say I've been into it longer but unfortunately I am an American shjfkgkg

What got you into F1?

I've mentioned this several times before but. I read some oneshot in my prev fandom that was an F1 AU. And I was just like, enthralled. The first time I read it, I had to keep looking up stuff, and I kept going back to it. And then I went on the author's blog, and saw they talked about DTS and how to get into F1. So I tried watching DTS and it was alright I guess. But there happened to be an actual race that same weekend, so I tuned in, and was so into it!! Ah man there's nothing like that first race tbh. I knew only one driver, Max, and I rooted so hard for him and he won 🥹 it was just fun back then not knowing enough to be stressed and having pure focus on one guy. I'm happy where I'm at now, but that first race was cool :,)

Do you enjoy fanfic/rpf?

Yes of course >:) I think I probably looked at the ao3 page for F1 before even watching my first race actually, it's very habitual for me when joining a fandom. I draw rpf and write my own AU lore stuff, and meta and all that. And I think I check the ao3 page at least once a day 😭 its an essential part of my fandom experience

How do you view new fans?

Hmmmm sometimes I feel like an old person, even though I haven't even been here that long. I think F1 has such a learning curve and barrier to entry compared to most fandoms. Like you have to learn so much about racing and the drivers as well until you feel like you actually have a good grasp imo. So I guess it's weird for me to see new fans bcs im like, oh god was I like that back then 😭 I'm happy to see new fans ofc!! But it's also like, good luck on your learning journey 🫡

If you could take over as team principal for any team, who would it be and why?

I am not a good leader, I think we'd crash and burn if I took over a team 😭 they'd be like "Catie! What should we do???" and I'd have a nervous breakdown. Go back in time to be TP for McLaren and be like, be careful who you invite to your garage at the Miami gp LMFAO

Are your friends and family into F1 as well?

Yes! My brother was into F1 before me(what a bastard for not getting me into it earlier.) Which is hilarious though because I pay for the F1TV account that he leeches off of. Like, damn who's the real F1 fan 🥱 I got my dad into it last season, and it was a very gradual process. He's a huge Fernando fan though, which is really fun, and sometimes he's much more positive abt the sport than me hahaha. He likes Fernando bcs they're both old men, and getting to see Fernando succeed last year is what pulled him into the sport. Some of my irl friends know of F1 but I don't think they watch all the races.

Are you open to talking to other fans/friends?

Of course!!!!! I am always desperate to talk to new people, feel free to hit me up always :D I will talk about anything F1, Fernando, Seb, Vettonso, etc related whenever :) I remember I got an ask a while ago last yr that's like "are you open to being friends/mutuals w strangers." It's like, um, yeah??? Its a lot of fun to be on here, I love making connections

Hmmmm ive seen a lot of people do this already so don't mind if I tag you and you've done it already aahh. But I will tag @suzuki-ecstar @sansebastinae @boisinnot @astronomical-light @thatdemonbish