#very messy drawing but like uhhhh

[ditterdoob]

liderly shat myself during this scene (i liked it)

[just-a-girl-with-a-pistol]

Me? Deciding how my art should look? Pleaseeeee who do you have me for? A sane human being?

[tossball-stick]

heyy i saw your latest post about john's aromantic trutherism and i didn't exactly understand what you mean by that... could you explain? i too don't think he is actually in love with abigail if that's what you were saying...?

hiii!!! 1: thank you for asking about this im excited to write and analyze him in this way

2: plsplspls get the idea outta ur head that aromantic people cant love. noooo i couldnt have been misunderstood more. i wanna clarify that i do think john loves abigail. i just dont think that love is all that romantically motivated and ive got a few reasons to believe so.

3: uhhhh uhhh this ended up being like 2.5k words of analysis on john im sorry. no one on tumblr has asked me my thoughts about him before so this is the first time im talking about a lot of the stuff here and theres so much ive thought about johns character and its all messy and intertwined. itll be a little all over the place. i am deeply sorry.

okay. first reason? hes otherwise not much of a romantic. whether he wants to be or not, he falls flat on his face every attempt there is at being romantic with abigail (rarely do we see him be romantic with other women) is usually met with disdain, if there even are many to begin with. its rare to hear john say something pleasant about having a woman, and its rare to ever witness them having a good time together while in the gang. 

...up until the epilogue and john gets his shit together. but by that point i could argue further analysis as to how john isnt wholly himself by that point. hear me out.

john and arthur are two halves of one whole to me. its clear theres some sort of void in john after arthur dies, and he still holds the memory of arthur very very dear. he does his best to keep the memories alive, in fact, in a way to keep arthur alive. 

this starts extending to some kinda interesting parallels, though. writing and drawing in arthurs journal like he did, the hat being placed on johns head, john proposing with marys ring, the phrasing and tone of johns proposal is also shockingly familiar to arthur telling john that itd make him happy if john went to his family... after arthurs death, i find john taking on many of his traits even. he becomes more quiet and closed off, we see it even in rdr2 with arthur telking him to "knock it off with the whole being mysterious thing" or whatever. arthur claims its to act like dutch, but ill do you one better, its clearly just john idolizing his older brother and trying to be like him to be a proper man. this brings me to my next point...

the time period of rdr2!!! yayyy cowboys, the victorian era, Did u know. being a man was something you had to do in previous american and european cultures? this slowly started fading as we roll over into the 20th century, but there was a lot of emphasis placed on performing your role as a man. to be a good man, you must do xyz. otherwise, you are seen as immature, as a boy, as a child. 

throughout the entire series of red dead redemption, both 1 and 2, theres a lot of stuff pointing towards jogns struggle to Be A Man. arthur and dutch frequently refuse to let him grow up, still calling him "little john" and still treating him like hes a rowdy unruly boy that needs to learn better, not a man who should know better. hosea is the only man treating john like hes a man, and even then id say hes fairly lax with the guy. only as the story of rdr2 progresses do we see arthur start to shift his view towards john. not as a boy to stay a boy, because the gang isnt gonna be around forever. john cant keep being a boy. he needs to become a man, take care of his family. 

working off a distinctly gentleman influenced view of masculinity, johns inability to be a man is almost directly tied to his inability to be a proper romantic for his wife. compared to arthur, who is seen taken women on dates and flirting with them just to make them laugh at times. hes dancing with the ladies and helping them up and down the coaches, wagons, and horses. john like. just barely remembers to do that for abi in the epilogue. again, his failings to be a true romantic are tied with his failings as a man. 

in rdr1, this even extends to bill having the bit of dialogue, "you always were a scared little boy!" continuing to imply that john is not a man, hes never been a man. the only reason we can read him as a man Now is because we are going by arthurs definition of manhood. we can extend this further and say bill still views john as a boy because john does not live up to bills expectations of manhood- while arthur may view being a man as something chivalrous, more gentlemanly, bill clearly views masculinity as power and violence, without much to do with women. john does not live up to that, to bill, until the end.

if you read "masculinity" as "being romantic and chivalrous towards women", then, as john fails at being a romantic, he too fails at being a man. there are a lot of other ways john is immature and childish but this is a really easy one to point out if you know the time period and just how much emphasis was placed on both romanticism and manliness, and how they intertwined.

third reasoning for aro john: his family wasnt his for so much of his life. this one is another one that needs a bit of elaboration i fear.

the story of john and abigail getting together is simple enough. she joined the gang at 17 as a sex worker, slept around with some of the gang, then for one reason or another, very clearly believed that the pregnancy was johns. john runs away for a year.

in this time, we dont know a whole lot about what gang life was like without john. however, with arthurs comments about marrying abigail himself and loving her, and his close relationship with jack, i think its pretty clear arthur was the one being a man in johns place. when john left, there was a john shaped hole arthur had to fill. (i also like to think this because the potential misery of arthur having to lose his family a second time once john returns is fun to me.)

even in the story of rdr2, we see john Love and Care For his family, but its never in the same, romantic way arthur seems to involve himself in abi and jacks lives. john will defend them with his life, but when it actually comes to pulling himself up by his bootstraps and being a father or a husband, he kinda just drags his feet and gets lost. he has to be told to reunite with his family at jacks party, despite, in my eyes, his love for jack being very clearly displayed while they were looking for him. 

this is only bolstered by the conclusion of rdr2, with john and arthur on the mountain. arthur, in all his holy parallels, like jesus passing the virgin mary off to john the beloved, arthur tells john it would make him very happy if [john] went to be with his family and left. arthur is passing his family off onto john, the same as jesus passed his family onto saint john. (this one hits harder if you know the rest of the "arthur is jesus" parallels and symbolism but i feel like those would be more impactful as a web weave, and i cant make one right now haha. most obvious one i can think of to support this though is arthur being a scapegoat, dying for the gangs sins.) remember these points they are the most important and will come back later.

reason number four: "but javier-!" shhhhshshsh lemme talk. yes. john is infinitely more intimate with javier than abigail. however, again, we must take the time period into account.

not that far off from many disgusting redpill communities today, back in the 1800s it was typically expected for men to socialize with men and women with women. there was a certain level of bonding you only had with your wife, as well as a certain level of bonding you only had with the men who were close to you. 

i have got to grab this fandom by the shoulders and say rockstar did not make these men as affectionate as they should have been with each other, and thats completely platonically. this is taking romance out of the equation, these men considered each other brothers and family. they were all in a cult together. they would have been very close, and also very affectionate! they would confide in each other and hold each other and cry to each other. they would make gifts for each other and sing and dance together. you can at least see them all pass around beer bottles between each other.

do i think john and javier are closer than most? yes absolutely. do i think javier is in love with john in some way? yes absolutely. do i think its romantic? ehhh maybe. do i think john loves javier? yes absolutely. do i think its romantic? ....noo not really. their whole dynamic reads as one sided through and through to me. even if they ever got together im sure they were quickly apart again, and i doubt the relationship would have been fulfilling in the ways javier would want, leaving him longing still.

the "ive always loved you, even now" immediately funneling into a crate being shoved onto john to knock him over can also be metaphorical- javiers love is disarming to john Because he does not know how to react to it. hes never known how to react to it. hes never known how to react to love from anyone, because "love" seems to feel so much different for everyone but him.

reason ff. fiiiiive. dear god. im sorry for this being this long: john loves. he clearly loves very hard. he was clearly wrecked by arthurs death, he would clearly crawl through hell for his family, he was clearly hurt because his love for javier eventually stabbed him in the back. however, to me, a lot of this love feels similar to the love john has for dutch, or arthur, really. its familial, its platonic, it sure as hell isnt romantic. (even if the games themselves like to joke about it being so lol.)

its just clear to me that he loves. he cant not love jack and abi after everything hes done for them. he cant not love javier after being so close for so long. but in the same vein, he cant not love dutch for the same reasons. ysee what i mean? his devotion to his wife and child feels identical to the devotion to dutch, compared to arthur, whos devotion to eliza and isaac directly went against his devotion to dutch.

much like with dutch, where john was still seen as a boy, he will ferociously do the big things for his family (saving jack, defending the ranch, tackling gangsters and robbers). he will almost always fail to do the little things that would make him a true man, though. yknow. winding down, relaxing, just working, not getting involved in fights. spending some time with his family maybe. 

he can shape up and be good, he just never does. 

and i think thats why hes so torn between leaving on his own, leaving with his family, or staying with the gang. theres no difference between romantic, platonic, or familial love for him. when arthur tells him to go be with his family and john replies "youre my brother" its not only announcing arthur as family, but i think it only reinforces that blurred line of what love is for john. "i love you the same as them, why must i leave you behind? if they are family and i love them, then you too must be family, for i love you."

point six: i hope you remembered the first few points like i told you to. you did remember right

this brings us back around to john not being a man by not being a romantic, arthurs family being passed off to him, and also john not wholly being himself later on. in the epilogue, between 1899 and 1908, we hear about how john has been unable to avoid trouble and has them on the run still. whenever abigail asks something of him, he instead goes and does what he wants. its only after she leaves him (ultimate failure of being a man) do we see him start to shape himself up again, and i would argue this shaping up increases substantially after he reunites with charles. charles sets him on the right path and reawakens that memory of arthur. i imagine being close to blackwater also helps here. id argue due to charles' apparent closeness with arthur, and then sudden closeness to john due to john being all thats left of arthur... it makes john also feel like hes all thats left of arthur. i believe after speaking with charles and thinking to himself, he decides to fulfill the one dream arthur had, seemingly, at the end: take care of the family he had lost. well, eliza and isaac are six feet in the dirt so next best option: abi and jack. 

john starts to become quieter and more in his own shell- by rdr1 hes struggling to even really ask people for help with the most basic things. he becomes a lot more of a romantic speaker. he had always used fancy words with the gang, but never with charismatic purpose in the way i feel he does in rdr1. he starts making the decisions he thinks arthur would make. as a result, the hole that arthur left behind when he died, does not get filled by john. instead it simply gets filled with whatever arthur john can muster from within himself.

id also like to bring up john being the favorite, but not the golden boy. he was the youngest and most spoiled, but he was not the one dutch turned to for just about everything. he was still living in arthurs shadow, so i imagine all of that also plays a role in johns choice to live like arthur to get his family back, to be a man. he failed at being a man by his own merits. arthur was a real man by his own merits, lets just do what we've always done and look up to our older brother about it. copy what he does. clearly hes got it all figured out, even though you know he didnt, after reading the journal. 

this all is finally bolstered by john making the choice to kill micah and repeat the VDL cycle of violence, which ruins the perfect life he made for himself. he makes another decision HE, not arthur, HE would make, and thus has to deal with the consequences. 

in conclusion: i think john loves a lot and very hard. hes passionate about these people. but in his own words towards javier that start to become readable as projection, "hes a cynic that wants to be a romantic" and "hes all passion, no love ('no love' being how he perceives it, due to the views of those around him. he loves abigail and jack, he loved arthur, though because his version of love was different than theirs, its not read as love. therefore, he has none in his own eyes)." 

all of this coupled with a detached attachment style that leaves him cold and distant leaves him being tugged along in romances he truthfully does not feel the same about. he says he does, because he loves, but he doesnt know why the love isnt the same. so, clearly, since he loves, he must want the romance. he has to perform it for love regardless of if he truly does want romance or not. if he loves, he must be a romantic, and hes failing at being a romantic, so he cant be himself. he must be someone else in order to convey his love to his family.

i hope i got everything across alright ^-^ feel free to ask questions or send more asks ive got plenty more where that came from

[sug4r-sp1c3]

Hi!

Could you maybe do villanous x a reader who has rabbit ears please? Thanks!!

RULES ARE RULFES NO SPECIFIC CHARACTERS OR THINGS ITS BEING A HC UHHHH

ok lets begin since i'm sleepy ITA 1 AM WHAT THE FUCK

"but sugar-sp1c3 you said your limit was 4 character-" I KNOW OKAYI' JUST FORGOT WHEN DOING THIS

VILLANOUS WITH A S/O WITH RABBIT EARS HCS !!

Characters, Demencia/Dementia, Dr.Flug, 5.0.5(platonic?), Black hat, penumbra, Sun Blast, Miss heed(not in order lol)

Demencia / Dementia

she woudl make fun of then

but like

A LOT

"Hey bunny ears!"

i feel like she would bite them idk

i mean yes she mocks of you BUT THATS HER WAY TO SHOW LOVE TO YOU..at least i think!

she haves 2 sides

the left one where she mocks and jokes and bites of you ears

and the right side where she praises you and your eyes and- you are basically her new black hat

she would often play with them

or if you have both rabbit and human she would be like:

"SO YOU HAVE SUPER HEARING!!?! OMG THATS SO COOL"

Dr. Flug

his first honest reaction is that gif sorry i don't make rules

HE THINKS THEY ARE COOL AND PRETTY ASF

HE MELTS IF THEY EVEN MOVE LIKE

HE JUST STARES AT YOU IN AWWE UNTIL HE SNAPS BACK TO REALITY!

unless his with black hat bc in that case he avoids to look at your ears at all cost since the "jefecito" can notice and idk yeah

he would probably want to do some experiments

but only friendly ones!!

like testing if you can do other things

if you have extra sensitive ears

or somthn idk i have no ideas rn

he would like to caress them on his little free time

oh btw he would LOVE if you and 5.0.5 where like best buddies or you would be his second parent-like figure(i swear i am trying to make his non specified gender I SWEAR GUYS)

he just lvoes you and you ears so much

5.0.5

he's a fucking bear bruh 💀

ok so thsi will be platonic like buddies or a second parental figure, or smthn like that

he loves to "talk" about your ears or ask you questions.(if you don understand them he would force flug to translate lmao)

he is very careful when he is trying to touch them since y'know..big paws

but he still tries!!

i imagine if he maked cupcakes the icing would be a drawing of an airplane, of dementia, a chameleon or a black hat idk, for you YOUR RABBIT EARS AND A HEART BECAUSE I THINK THEY ARE CUTE!!!!

he would even "ask" you to use you as inspiration for any dessert, or drawing or smthn.

i bet if he haves a rabbit plushie he gives it to you and/or puts something on the ears(ribbons, little hats, etc) he would be like "bow bow!" [siblings!]

Black Hat

he probably threats to rip off your ears

and eat them

basically hurt you

DUDE HE IS LIKE THE ANTI CHRIST ON HIS UNIVERSE WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO TURN HIM INTO A ONCELER?

Penumbra

SHE

LOVES

YOUR

EARS

SHE OFTEN POSTS THINSG ON HER INSTAGRAM(with your consent ofc) LIKE "my sweetie's ears where a bit messy today! so me and sun blast fixed them just a lil bit.... loved the result! 🐇💜"

she would ask if you are sensitive to things like sound or something to try to not let a lot of hard things that can cause a hard sound when they fall or make sure Curie or Sunblast don't throw things

she oftenly tries to impulse you to not cover them! but if you like to have them covered, she would be okay with that too!

the same that flug

she would ask to make some little and non-offensive, experiments on your ears

if you don't want, its okay!

if you want, its okay too!

"look! i got you this! i bet it would make your ears fur brighter!..and curie's too"

Miss Heed

okay she would POST LIKE 10000 HISTORIES, POSTS, AND A LOT OF THINGS IN ALL HER SOCIAL MEDIA

LIKE SAYING "HAH MY s/O'S EARS ARE UNIQUE AND YOURS NOT"

but she would never say that out loud.

she would ask to records tiktoks or anything about them, like idk trends, popular songs or just quick vid like "watch me take care of my Sweetie S/o ears!"

if they are sensitive, during the event of when she had everybody under her control or smthn she would keep you away from them

yes she would be a bit sadistic and evil but she still cares abt you

..or she just does the same thing that she did with them..

when she's at..THAT place..she draws in a corner a lot of little ears, like if she misses you and misses your ears..

if you visit, she would beg to touch them again , to feel them..she would be crazy for it..

Sunblast

Red BEFORE the "The Dreadful Dawn".

Orange AFTER "The Dreadful Dawn" and BEFORE the events of the comic and The "Heedeous Heart"

Yellow AFTER "The Dreadful Dawn" and the events of "The Heedeous Heart" and the little comic

even if you where his S/O he would mock of you and of them..

listen he knows you are his S/O but he just..feels like its the right thing or it doesn't matters

he doesn't even minds as i can think

he is just like "oh i am just joking! geez.."

Now under Penumbra's uhm..how do i say it?..NOW WITH PENUMBRA LMAO

he realized that he may have been a bit too much harsh with you..

he persuades Penumbra to localize you or visit you to apologize

if things go well..you both could try again!

and he is better.

He even tries to make you be friends with Penumbra! like he did with her

He still makes jokes but he thinks about them for a long time like

"no..that would hurt their feelings..NO ITS BAD..well- no wait..no..oh...this one may be good.."

he fears of you getting like the other ones..he tries to protect you at all cost

if you do get under Miss heed's..thing

he would be like mad but that multiplicate it for 10 and then for 100

the only thing that keeps him away from hurting heed and all her followers its his current little size and Curie

when you aren't under heeds control he makes sure you and your ears are okay..

he asks everyday if you are 100% SURE IF YOU ARE OKAY

after the Miss heed thing he is worried more than he should be but like c'mon

leave the little guy alone :(

he lost 2 of his most special people in his life just because a pink bitch

[skekthesilly]

100th post!!!!

hi hello shows off my oc like a proud child because i am very proud of him look at him look at him look at him

he takes me so long to draw… 💔💔💔 but its worth it

images 3, 4, and 5 are outdated refs, image 2 is his simplified design i made recently, and image 1 is fire and also fun fact: it took me 8 HOURS TO MAKE. i need to make new refs,,,,,

anyways yeah!!!!!!!!!!!! this is pyrite. he is my silly billy pookie wookie bear and i made him and he is my oc and i love him very much and and and

thinking of making an ask blog about him so i can develop his character more and also reveal bits of lore along the way… note that his lore is not as silly dilly as he is

he has. so much fur. so unkempt. so messy. so.. so furry,,

bro is tall. so tall. large creature. all the better to cuddle with

patterns on his limbs are kinda inconsistent because i can’t remember what the look like exactly for the LIFE of me

i KNOW pyrite is supposed to be gold colored i KNOW that it’s not purply grey but listen. listen. one i dont really care all that much and two uhhhh he dirty. needs bath. hes literally a wild animal he needs a good scrub (LIFE OR BATH FOR DRY PYRITE)

fun fact: this critter is gay gay homosexual gay

I FUCKING LOVE MONSTER OBJECTS ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[muffimtv]

tihesocyh

all of them except any youre uncomfy with i know its 40 pls

POEASE

what are 3 things you’d say shaped you into who you are?- my friends, my relationship with gender, and my art

show us a picture of your handwriting?

this is the closest i got

3 films you could watch for the rest of your life and not get bored of?- lego batman movie, hercules, jaws

what’s an inside joke you have with your family or friends?- @fuzziecorpse it’s shakespeare’s fucking fault

what made you start your blog?- i had a lot of friends on tumblr and needed somewhere to post art

what’s the best and worst part of being online/a creator?- best part is for sure just the fun of making content! worst is all the judgement i tend to get (especially being a furry)

what scares you the most and why?- abandonment, because i have anxiety

any reacquiring dreams?- not really

tell a story about your childhood- i LOVED the paris catacombs when i was a kid. i would SOB because my parents wouldn’t let me touch the skulls and when they made me leave

would you say you’re an emotional person?- oh yeah

what do you consider to be romance?- i have a bit of a weird relationship with romance! it’s very hard to describe where i draw the line

what’s some good advice you want to share?- uhhhh dont die?

what are you doing right now?- watcjing lego batman movie

what’s something you’ve always wanted to do but maybe been to scared to do?- jump into a pool from the balcony

what do you think of when you hear the word “home”?- my bedroom late at night or my partner

if you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?- i want to be more patient

name 3 things that make you happy- fandom, cats, art

do you believe in ghosts and/or aliens?- i think that it’s statistically unlikely we’re alone in the universe. as far as ghosts go i think they’re a neat concept but i don’t really believe in them

favourite thing about the day?- warm sun

favourite things about the night?- stars

are you a spiritual person?- not really?

say 3 things about someone you love- so so kind, so so silly, and makes me feel incredibly loved

say 3 things about someone you hate- homophobic cowboy piece of shit

what’s one thing you’re proud of yourself for?- being a good sibling

fave season and why?- autumn, it’s the perfect temperature and weather almost always (side note: it’s literally my namesake)

fave colour and why?- purple, it’s beautiful

any nicknames?- muffi/muffin

do you collect anything?- books, plushies, fabric

what do you do when you’re sad?- play sad music

what’s one thing that never fails to make you happy/happier?- my friends

are you messy or organised?- both. my space usually looks like a disaster but i know exactly where evrrything is

how many tabs do you have open right now?- uhhh 28

any hobbies?- all of the above (reading, drawing, sewing, bookbinding, making playlists)

any pet peeves?- that squeaky sound balloons make

do you trust easily?- yes

are you an open book or do you have walls up?- chronic oversharer 🙏🙏

share a secret- i don’t really keep any? see above LMAO

fave song at the moment?- save a horse (ride a cowboy)

youtuber you’ve been obsessed with and why?- film cooper rn, he’s funny as fuck

any bad habits?- picking at my lips AUFH

[plumsaffron]

Cherry Crimson Brine Part 1:

Where or When You Lost (2/2)

return to the beginning link there

link to all parts right here

Tomorrow ???: My Angel… Where did you go? Looking up into the sky, melancholically scrolling through memories in her phone (The last thing I have of you was you selfieing with that woman with the blonde hair and when you used to be part of alliance) ???: I guess I’ll grab something to eat at Andre’s hotel from Chef Cesaire. Some walking and greetings waving later Waves and frowns Marinette: Hey! ???: Oh. I didn’t notice it was you, Marinette. I’ve been constantly hiing and byeing. Marinette: You okay. You looked happy but then you frowned after you finished waving. Did something happen? ???: I don’t think you should be burdened with my life. Thanks but… starts walking away Marinette follows her Marinette: But I want to know. ???:… Marinette: Talk about it. I’ll listen to you. I don’t really have much to do today. ???: You shouldn’t meddle in other people’s business.

Is this your normal behavior? Marinette stops and she continues walking away

Next day ???: This apartment… 

Without seeing you here, it feels very empty. Goes into the messy room and observes things ???: Stuffed animal. And that heart drawing. Accessories and pictures.

Having flashbacks IMMEDIATELY STORMS OUTSIDE She’s bugged out but trying to maintain her composure (I need to get some water. I can’t go back there now) As this woman is walking NPC Boy: Happy Birthday, pops. hugs his father. 

Next, this woman hears a little girl laughing as she’s lifted into the air by her mom She walks away from seeing that Then this woman, after walking away Runs away to somewhere alone because she’s witnessing what reminds her of what she lost Her stomach and upper body is feeling crunched while she’s hiding ???: This isn’t me. I have to believe she’s- (Oh no. It’s her again) Marinette: You alright? ???: Were you following me? 

(I can’t believe this. I probably look like I made a scene to her.) Marinette: I was… uhhhh. I wasn’t planning to. NO! I mean I was… She begins walking away Marinette: Wait up following her ???: Sigh. Can you not? Marinette: You aren’t well. I can see you quivering and your tone uh skipped. Tell someone what’s up with you. ???: You aren’t gonna quit, are you? she stops JETS AWAY Marinette: Hey! Tries running but falls on the ground

Darn Later in the afternoon Both: Hey

No, you go first I insist …after several seconds Marinette: There was this woman. I don’t why… but she look like something was freaking her out. 

I saw her run away in terror but when I went the opposite direction but it was just a bunch of kids and their parents enjoying their time. Adrien: Another one? Marinette: Yeah. Even though she told me to leave her alone. I don’t know why I kept going. Adrien: It just like you to show everyone kindness and compassion. Even when you shouldn’t or they don’t deserve it. That’s why you are the best thing in the world. As she blushes Marinette: Well uh… Her face and expressions and movement didn’t look okay. She looked worse than I remember of Juleka. Like a thousand times worse. Was it fear? Or sadness? Adrien: That reminds me of a woman a few days ago I know of. Well not like that but she is significant. That fashion lady was playing a song with her friends. (edited) She said it was for her baby girl or something she missed. Marinette: Babygirl?!

Adrien: Uhuh It was something of a score played. Marinette: Score? Adrien: I mean music score or composition that was playing. Marinette: I see. Adrien: Hopefully things get resolved soon Marinette: I hope so too. Awkwardly in silence Both: (So now what…?) A couple of days later a sometime Amelie: So where do you want to go now? Adrien: Well since I can’t think of anywhere else interesting. Maybe I can call some friends I don’t normally hangout with to play. Maybe my fencing companions. Amelie: As you wish. Placide I.T. Nods

As they are going to the park Sees she who Marinette was describing Adrien: STOP THE CAR! His supervisors alerted and stop the vehicle Amelie: Yeesh, Adrien! Something startled you?! (edited) Placide I.T.: You cool? Adrien: There’s something I need to do before going, alone. Just wait a few minutes for me, okay. Amelie: Okay… (Isn’t like we’d simply leave you there) His bodyguard makes a puzzled expression but is okay with that Adrien leaves the vehicle Placide I.T.: (He’s walking towards that woman. But why?) Amelie: Hmmmmmm.

Adrien: Hello there. You okay? The whimpering woman responding Adrien confused and pauses Adrien: You… (I see. You can’t talk or you can’t hear me. I think. So that’s who Marinette saw at an earlier time) Adrien begins doing sign language Adrien: (Hopefully I have enough experience with this language too. I should have brought some paper but I wasn’t prepared) from observing the two

Amelie: Is he doing sign language with that upset woman? Placide I.T.: Looks like it. meanwhile ???: The last time I saw her was months ago. Adrien: (what ago? I’m unsure if she means weeks or months ago) Adrien proceeds sign language, using days vs days multiplier The woman says yes to the second condition Adrien: (That’s really concerning. Lost child and no one has found any hints or clues) Adrien: I’ll let you know, immediately, if I find anything of your child She thanks him and he waves going back Amelie: Everything’s okay?

Adrien: For her, no. Her child is lost and the search is still going on. Let’s go. His caretakers frown a bit but his guard proceeds driving away as there is nothing they can do

End of part 1 - Where or When You Lost 

Move on to Part 2 (1-2) Of Crimson Brine Story

[rrosyan]

Tagged by @saikkunen. Thanks a lot, I like doing stuff like this and it’s been a while :3

What book are you currently reading? Brisingr (for those who’ve never heard of it, the third book in the series Eragon starts). I’ve read it few times before, but it’s been a while since I last did it. Still love the series. Also there’s Mariel of Redwall, with which I’ve been stuck for more than six months now. It is dangerous to re-read a book for a millionth of time when you remember that oh no, next is the part you don’t care about.

What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year? I only went to see one movie in theaters in 2022 (yeah it’s already 2023, shut up), and it was Sonic 2. I did go see it 3 whopping times, so it’s pretty safe to say it’d be my favourite even if there were any others.

What do you usually wear? Uhhhh hoodies, fitting tank tops or t-shirts, loose pants. Colors vary, mostly black but there can be others.

How tall are you? 169cm.

What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event? Libra. I do not know, Trafalgar Law from One Piece is close enough to a celebrity for me.

Do you go by your name or nickname? I choose to think this refers to irl, so name. My dad is literally the only one to ever call me nicknames or pet names.

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child? I never really wanted to be anything but a tango queen when I was a kid, and that was when I was 4 or so. So, I guess ‘no idea’ came true.

Are you in a relationship? If not who is your crush if you have one? Nope. Also no crushes.

What’s something you’re good at vs something you’re bad at? Uhhh I guess I’m kinda good at drawing and writing? Maybe? Good is such a vague term. I do enjoy those, and I think that’s more important than being ‘’’good’‘‘ at things. I am bad at playing any instruments. Too many things you’re supposed to do simultaneously with your body.

Dogs or cats? Cats!!!! Dogs are also good, but cats make me more stupidly happy than any other creatures I’ve met.

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year? I have drawn some pretty good pictures this year, but I haven’t posted them online and I don’t feel like doing that now either. I do enjoy one undead wolf knight thingy I drew. I also like (still partly wip) doll’s bed I made a lot. I have written a lot, but isolating a single line is impossible.

What’s something you would like to create content for? Currently I’d like to doodle all of my favourite One Piece characters, but we’ll see when I’ll get to that. I have also been redrawing my oldest ocs with the same kids’ color pencils and other stuff as 20 years ago, and it’s been lots of fun. Overall I wanna work on my original projects more.

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with? Stardew Valley and Sonic Frontiers. Too bad I already completed the latter, I am waiting for the dlc’s to come. Also obsessed about my original projects.

What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year? Dissapointment is for those who do not know how to keep their expectations and excitement realistic. Jokes aside, I am honestly fairly good at being realistic about things I’m interested in, and it is a very rare occasion I am actually dissapointed about something I was excited for first, and it didn’t happen in 2022.

What’s a hidden talent of yours? It wouldn’t be hidden if I told you, would it. Tbh, I have no idea. Organizing material things maybe? Keep your timetables and whatnot away from me, but let me rearrange those messy drawers and closets of yours.

Are you religious? Nah. I am slightly spiritual pagan of my own brand though.

Whats something you wish to have at this moment? Does not-ill body and mind free of constant anxiety count? If not, then Freedom Planet 2 Switch port would be nice, but that won’t be out before next summer.

Tagging: Nah, don’t really feel like atm. If you wanna do this, consider yourself tagged.

[stomachimage4u]

So idk what in doing. Im gonna explain why i need to die. First of all nobody can convince me that i deserve to live because im a waste of space and oxygen. Everyday i wake up and play games or draw. I dont do anything productive such as studying or reading or exercising. Im too lazy to do stuff like that. Im too lazy to even write rn 😭 i wish my mind could write it for me and i wouldnt need my fingers to type. Im so lazy i dont clean my room, but its not like its too messy i just have to fold my clothes and vacuum and organise. Ok nvm my room is messy. I disappoint my mon. Sometimes i just cant bring myself to do the chores i do them from time to time but i sometimes scoff and throw myself in my bed. I dont see myself in the future. Yeah sure i have drawing skillz but can i really turn them into a job?? Nuh uh artists dont get paid a lot and its going to be even more horrible. Jobs for artist could be: commissions but you have to be very popular on social media, i mean its kinda optional but you need a lot of commissions to pay the bills. Another job as an artist could be clout but its almost same as the commissions. There are a lot of jobs, but its not like i can do any of them. They require skillz that i dont have. You could improve but it takes a lot of time. Art is just another hobby and i dont think i would take it to next level. Another reason that i should die?? For i should die?? Fuck english, is that im fucking ugly. I hate my hair because for at least 2 or 3 years i always kept it in a low ponytail because i look uglier with my hair down. I hate myself i wish I wasn’t so self conscious about my hair . I wish i could get a cool haircut without my mom saying something about it. I would still look cringe with a cool haircut cuz people dont really see me with my hair down not even my mom, and if i let my hair down they gonna b like :”omg she finnally let go of the ponytail” or sum like respectfully stfu, youre making me more insecure. I hate my face. I have a lot of pimples on my forehead. I mean its normal to have pimples but it isnt for me. Like what the fuck???? I havent eaten shit like chips and coke in since summer vacation started and my skin still looks horrible. Its true i sometimes forget to do the skin care routine because im lazy. I hate my eyebrowz. They are so fucking thick😭. I wish i should just give them a slimmer shape but my mom says that my eyebrowz are ok. Yeah, no. They arent. I hate my teeth. They are so yellowish because i sometimes forget to brush my teeth and even if i remember to brush them and actually do it, i give out no effort and i just move the brush in my mouth for 30 seconds and then leave. I dont have the BEST hygiene, i do shower two times a week but i dont really brush my hair or my teeth. I hate being a girl. I dont wanna shave but i still have to because i dont look “feminine” or some shit like stfu i dont wanna shave im lazy. In the end i still shave cuz my mom tells me its for the better. So i hate myself so much, i wanna rip my hair off my head and scream loud AAAAA. And if im so ugly, nobody would want me. I need to be pretty to feel loved. I crave some much attention and love nobody understands. I mean, my parents love me right?? Idk they both are at they jobs and come home late and idk if they forget about me or nah. So now, i have the MOST important reason why i should die. Im egoist and narcissist. I only care for myself, i do things for myself, not for others. I imagine or daydream how i would get a lot of attention and that narcissism because uhhhh i read on the internet and ur prolly gonna be like “dont believe whats on the internet” well fuck it i mean it makes sense to be narcissist and imagine getting a lot of attention. Im a bad person, i make people around me disappointed or sad. So yeah, these were all the reasons why i should die. There's one more reason. I'm stupid but I'm not gonna explain everything you get the point.

[euargh]

Ugh, yesterday an annoying weirdo kept leaving hateful comments on my video. I was going to ignore until he started harassing people in my comments. I told him to get a life then blocked him. He sent sock puppets over to make me seem like I overreacted. It was from a gross perverted account. Blocked it. Then deleted his comments on the reel so he won’t get any fame since my reel seems to be gaining popularity.

Very rare I do that but I just don’t have the energy for stupid annoying people nowadays. Unlike in the past when I’d heavily engaged in it to troll back. Today? I just want to get going to UPS over with so I can lay on my cluttered messy floor… gdi full of those freaking flour beetles and I need to spray Raid again. Ugh. Then I have to work on putting a package together for my mom to get a refund on something. Then I need to practice drawing to tune up my skills. Trying to fit that in somewhere. I also want to livestream some games. Ugh oh yeah then have to cook for the fam… shit, shower and eww wash my clothes and the clothes I have on. Yeesh, I stink. Ugh my back hurts.

Shit, on mobile so I can’t put “keep reading” to not spam your dashboards. Uhhhh enjoy my early morning angst blogging.

[almondcroissantsandink]

A couple of space guys (and a droid!)

[the-fiction-witch]

Letters To Apartment 64 D P2

Media: The Queen's Gambit (Netflix 2020)

Character: Benny Watts (Thomas Brodie Sangster)

Couple: Benny Watts X Reader

Rating:  Mostly Adorable

Concept: Long Distance Relationship Meet Up

I sat at my table unable to stop flipping through my little box at all our old letters, photos, little trinkets, all our old chess games. Looking at her most recent letter and the sweet polaroid of her beautiful little dress in the grass, it even smelt of her perfume as she always has the letters a spritz so they smelt of her perfume. He was right this is stupid I have the money and I've never really met her.

So I squared up my typewriter and made myself a cup of tea with one of the little tea bags she sent me in her last letter 

'My Dearest Y/n, 

I have missed you terribly, I was thrilled when I got home to the apartment and noticed your letter, you know how much it cheers me up to hear from you’

I filled out the letter with tournament news as always things that were going on and of course, sent my own move in reply in order to continue our game putting the letter and the move in separate small envelopes for her and I loaded up another bit of paper

"Dearest y/n. 

We have known each other for a very long time now, and not a day goes by I don't think of you in some small way, and even though there lies an ocean between us, even though we have never truly seen eye to eye or even touched skin to skin, I know my feelings for you are beyond measure and I know you feel the same. 

But I cannot wait any longer.

I have sent you over some money from my recent tournament prize, I know we said we wanted to wait perhaps to meet in Paris sometime but I'm desperate to see you, to hear your voice to finally meet you in person. There should be enough for a first-class flight of course and even enough for a hotel, I can offer you my living room but I don't know how comfortable you'd be given… we haven't ever met, so there's enough for a hotel too. 

I hope I get to see you soon 

Love Benny X'

I put the letter in an envelope with the cash and gave them each a spitz with my aftershave as always drawing a little Panda on the envelope for her as I sealed it all up in one large envelope writing her address on giving it a tap in my hand for a moment unsure to do it but I slipped my boots and my jacket on heading up to the mall boxes putting it on for outgoing mail.

I sat playing chess with myself, what's new I suppose contemplating what I could potentially do for dinner today. I have eggs. And…. I think there's cheese in the fridge. 

When the phone rang for a moment making me jump I glanced at the clock who would be calling me at half five at night? So I picked it up and immediately heard Serval strange beeps and tones as if connecting through things until at last, I heard someone on the other line 

"You stupid boy" 

"Uhhhh… who is this?" I asked very confused

"Who do you think it is"

"Honestly, I have no idea. Could be anyone"

"It's me, you American imbecile" 

"Y/n!" I said in shock surprised I didn't recognize her voice "awwww hi sweetheart I didn't know you were going to call today"

"Well I wanted to"

"To call me stupid?"

"Yes"

"What did I do?"

"I got my post this morning, you shouldn't have done that"

"Well. I wanted to" I smiled "I miss you. Y/n I've known you so long now, and… I really like you hell you know I love you don't you"

"I do. I love you too benny. But you shouldn't have"

"Well, I did. Too late now. What are you going to mail the money back?"

"I should, but you're right. We've been talking so long it's really time"

"So you'll come?"

"I will, I'm packing now going to go to the airport first thing tomorrow morning" 

"Ohh. Okay" I gulped looking around my messy apartment

"That okay"

"Yes. Yes, that's fine I uhhhh what time is it there right now?"

"Half ten"

"In the morning?"

"Yes" she giggled

"Right, sorry just trying to do… maths in my head so I'll probably see you early Wednesday morning by the time you get in"

"Mostly likely, you don't mind me getting a hotel so you?"

"No, no course not. You should feel safe, especially in a new place. But your welcome to stay a night with me maybe later in the week if your comfortable"

"Perhaps" she smiled "how much money should I bring?"

"You let me worry about that" 

"Benny-"

"I'm serious I'll deal with it. That and then you don't have to go through the trouble of converting it. I'm sure when I go see you you'll return the favour"

"Alright, anything you want me to bring?"

"Just you. That's all I care about"

"Alright, it's funny I had almost forgotten when you sound like"

"I did too been so long since we got to call. Been so busy and with the time zones and all, you sound so sweet."

"Will you remember what I look like?" She giggled

"Well. I might take a polaroid to the airport just to make sure"

"Yeah me too, an innocent one though benny"

"I don't know maybe if you walk through the airport with your shirt up I might recognize you easier"

"Dirty boy" she giggled "maybe you should do the same maybe I'd recognize a different bit of you better"

"You might" I smirked 

We talked for hours while she did her packing about everything and nothing I never wanted it to end but I had to get some sleep especially given I would need to clean and get some shopping tomorrow before she gets here 

"I'll let you go, got things to do"

"Yeah, don't want to cost you anymore" I laughed "I'll see you soon then y/n"

"I'll see you soon benny, I'll call you before I get on my flight tomorrow"

"Okay, I'll move my phone beside the bed so I don't miss it. I can't wait to see you"

"I can't either" she smiled "I love you"

"I love you too" I smiled, even blowing her a kiss she gave me one too and we hung up, I smiled so bubbly and excitedly grabbed my pad to make a list of everything I needed to buy and to do before she gets here. 

I gave my apartment a good tidy up having already put the shoppers away having filed the fridge and cupboards, even having done all my laundry and changed my bed doing my best to make the place look nice she did call this before she got on the plane but that was several hours ago now so it likely wouldn't be long till she arrived and honestly I wanted to be there to pick her up anyway. 

So I got dressed trying to be nice but also make sure I looked familiar so she'd recognize me.

I shined my black shoes a little making sure they looked nice, wore my good jeans, my nice black button down doing an extra button up even if I still didn't do them all up, putting a comb through my hair and even sorted my facial hair a little, I slipped my jacket on getting my keys, my wallet and her sweet picture giving it a kiss before I put it in my pocket I for a moment debated my hat but it's lucky, so I took it as I headed up to my car, doing my best to avoid the nightmare of traffic. Parking up in the small lot for pick-ups mostly full of other little cars and taxis and heading Inside the airport for a while I just hung around the arrivals having a look around at things even if I was getting some funny looks. I did find the board for flights but I think it was updated last week. So I went and found a lady at a desk 

"Hello sir" she smiled giving me a look up and down with a slight glare "how can I help you today"

"Yeah, there should be a flight coming in from London soon any idea A when and B where" 

"Let's see," she says having a look through her paperwork "we have six flights arriving from London within the next four hours"

"Uhh she called at eight and said she was about to board her flight"

"Alright, which flight was next to leave… at the eight-thirty then which is due to arrive at gate six in about ten to twenty minutes"

"Ah thank you," I smiled quickly following the signs and such to the gate and soon enough I found the plane parked up already they were just connecting the tunnel thing to it now, I wasn't the only one there were a few other people here waiting too. It didn’t take long for the flow of people to start coming from the doors, as soon as I saw the first few people I got the polaroid from my pocket often glancing at it as women left but none of them looked right and many of them were on men's arms of had people waiting for them here already, I began getting a little nervous as it went on surely there couldn’t be that many people left the flow of people had slowed to almost none, did I miss her? Did she get on a different plane? Did the reception lady lie to me? 

I checked the photo again and looked around in case I had missed her, but when I glanced up and saw her.

One of the last people off in fact the flight Crew behind her, She wore little white heels, black stockings with a perfect seam up the back, black petticoats peaking out from under a beautiful white textured dress, a sweet little black cardigan, her hair done perfectly with a little white Alice band to hold her hair back, I could tell immediately without having to check the picture that it was her, I couldn’t stop smiling just seeing her, really here in front of me,  she spotted me and she blushed a little holding her bag tightly in her hand, she stepped over slowly still leaving a bit of space between us.

“Hi” I smiled

“Hi” she giggled 

“How uhh how was your flight?”

“Good” she smiled shuffling her feet “It's nice, to… finally meet you”

“Yeah, It's lovely to finally meet you, If I may” I smiled offering my hand she happily took it so I gave her hand a kiss “I didn’t think you were quite this beautiful,” I told her making her blush 

“I never thought you’d be quite this handsome”

“Your sweet” I smiled “Come on we’ll get your stuff, I can drive you to your hotel and then we can go get dinner if you like” 

“I’d like that. Very much benny” she smiled offering her hand so I happily took it holding her hand tightly she squeezed my hand too and even hugged my arm a little as we headed to get her bags.

[tosye]

HI TOSYE ARE YOU READY here u go, for the ask game: 4, 6, 8, 17, 23

HIIII HUN

4. Favourite things to draw?

i love making cute little scenes!! also portraits and cool clothes designs (i’d love to do more of those), but most of all - DETAILS - lashes, freckles, moles, wrinkles, crooked teeth and BODY HAIR OMG I LOVELOVELOVE DRAWING BODY HAIR ITS JUST SO RELAXING

6. Which artists inspire you right now?

Columbo, attckher, bluesssatan, Phil Noto, and as always - anything Arcane

8. What do you like most about your own work?

uhhhh this is a tough one!! I think I like my natural/brainless/messy kinda style and I’d love to actually incorporate it more in my pieces!! kinda work with it not against it?? idk

17. What inspires you?

honestly just anything and everything?? my adhd brain comes up with 100 ideas a day!! adhd brain again BUT whenever im watching something i kinda fixate on very minute details such as a quarter-of-a-second gesture and my mind just runs with it ig!! also just vibes and color palettes and music (well I never and I mean NEVER pay attention to the lyrics so I’m going off solely off the vibes and the sounds n stuff) and clothes and jewelry and pretty places andandand the list goes on

23. Do you listen to music or watch shows while you work? If so, what’s your favourite?

most of the time I just listen to one and the same song for hours on end lmao but i sometimes watch stuff!! sometimes ytb essays or playthroughs or series but it’s either focusing on what I’m watching or what I’m drawing so it’s gotta be something light on the brain or something that I’m not that interested in and something I don’t actually have to LOOK AT so (ive recently watched twd seasons 1-5 like that lmao)

thank you for the ask! ❤️

Artist Asks

[pinchan]

Kny and geto for the ask thing :)

geto's been answered here :-)

Favorite character: douma, yoriichi, kyojuro, and shinobu... my beloveds

Least Favorite character: zenitsu and kaigaku

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): uzuiren, shinomitsu, renkaza, kokudouma, the tsugikuni-kamado polycule

Character I find most attractive: douma and yoriichi (looks away)

Character I would marry: not interested in getting married so tengen. he'd spoil me stupid even if it was an arranged marriage and we're not interested in eachother i know it. we'd get married for tax benefits. i'm in his polycule but i'm not dating anyone i'm just there.

Character I would be best friends with: mitsuri and kyojuro :-) i don't eat a lot but i still like food so i think it'd be sweet if they could finish my food for me if i couldn't LOL. we'd be like. kitchen friends.

A random thought: i really love gotouge's style. the way they draw eyes and hair is so charming. i especially love how unique the eye designs for each character is.

An unpopular opinion: saying kny is good is like saying naruto is good. it has its very excellent moments but otherwise the overall writing is pretty messy.

My Canon OTP: none lol the romance in this manga is. well.

My Non-canon OTP: the tsugikuni-kamado polycule is canon in my heart

Most Badass Character: fuck i don't really use that word uhhhh. tengen.

Most Epic Villain: douma

Pairing I am not a fan of: a lot

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): oh boy it'd be a long list but as much as i hate zenitsu i gotta admit that was gotouge's fault for fucking him over and stagnating his character development in favor of his uncomfortable behaviour for the sake of some unfunny jokes.

Favourite Friendship: the senses squad <:-)

Character I most identify with: HMMMM senjuro or shinobu

Character I wish I could be: kyojuro...

[ningningsplushie]

Hobiday

Pairing: Hoseok x reader

Word count: 2020

Genre: self-care night, domestic Hobi??, fluff galore, comfort fic

Summary: Y/N visits her boyfriend Hoseok after a stressful day. Once she steps in his presence, the waterworks start and from there, he takes care of Y/N.

Warnings: Angst on the reader’s part, naked ppl ;) but nothing seggsual, sad emotions :( but it’s okay because Hobi is here to comfort you

Y/N had just finished her shift at work after a gruelling study session at the library. Exams were coming up and work was kicking her ass. As hard as she was working, it just didn’t feel enough for her. Fears of not graduating with the degree she wanted, along with potentially getting fired from the newspaper agency, were eating her up. What Y/N really needed right now was love and a bit of coddling from her boyfriend Hoseok. 

The minute she stepped out of the building, she had texted Hoseok if it was alright for her to visit him and due to them not seeing each other for two weeks, he of course agreed. 

Standing right outside of his apartment’s door, Y/N holds the handle of the door in a death grip, trying her best to push her tears down as best as she could, not wanting Hoseok to see her in such a vulnerable and messy state. Opening the door ever so slowly, she creeps in, setting her bags on the floor. 

“Hobi, I’m here!” She calls out, taking off her shoes at the entrance. 

Hoseok walks out of his bedroom in a baggy shirt and a pair of grey sweats hanging low on his hips. He looks so good all the damn time. How does he do it? It’s taking Y/N everything in her power for her not to burst out crying, but the minute he flashes his dazzling smile and says, “Hey flower, how was your day?” she loses it. 

The emotions she’s been bottling up for the past few weeks let loose, her vision becoming increasingly blurry as she starts to bawl, falling to her knees on Hoseok’s hardwood floor. 

Hoseok guessed this would have happened sooner or later, judging from how distant but hardworking she’s been but upon seeing her tears track down her face, her body huddled into a small ball, his heart breaks into a million pieces. He rushes over to her, picking up her frail figure, and carries her to his couch. Hoseok caresses Y/N’s head, allowing her to nuzzle her face into his long neck as she sobs and sobs. 

“It’s alright flower, let it out. You’ve been so strong for me, don’t keep it in any longer.” He consoles, giving her a chaste kiss atop her head and gently patting her bum, rocking her in his arms like a baby. 

They stay like this for ten minutes as Y/N continues to cry, her body racked from her crying and face now puffy and red. She stops and no sound can be heard, leading Hoseok to assume that she’s fallen asleep. 

Carefully, he tries to get up from the couch to carry Y/N to his bedroom but is met with a meek, “Hobi, I’m so, so tired.” 

Pouting at her tiring claim, he replies, “I know, baby. We’re gonna go to bed right now so you can rest up.” 

“No, I’m not tired like that. I’m just...mentally exhausted.” 

Hoseok’s frown deepens. “You work so hard, flower. You’ve got to let yourself rest every once in a while.”

Y/N shakes her head, locks of her hair falling into her eyes. “You know I can’t do that. I’m so busy and-and I’ve got to keep track of all my work. If I stop to rest for even a day, I’ll fall behind.” 

An idea pops into Hoseok’s head. “Alright. Since you so willingly came to me, I’ll just have to force some relaxation into you.” 

“It’s not very relaxing if you have to…”

Hoseok interrupts his girlfriend with a sweet kiss on the mouth, careful not to stray the kiss into something not so deviant. “shhhhhh. Just trust me.” He mumbles into her mouth. 

With Y/N still clinging onto Hoseok, he carries her into the bathroom, carefully setting her on top of the sink. He rummages through the cabinet behind Y/N’s dangling legs, and from below her, she hears, “Lavender or Chamomile?” 

“Lavender or Chamomile what?” She asks, puzzled at her boyfriend’s odd behaviour. 

Hoseok pulls back from the cabinet and jeers, “Bubble bath, duh.”

“Oh...uhhhh lavender please.” 

Hoseok gets up from the floor, plugs the bathtub, and waits for the water to fill it a generous amount so he can dump in the bubble bath. 

Hoseok leaves and returns with an arm full of candles, placing them all over the bathroom and lights them one by one. Once he’s done, he spreads Y/N’s legs apart and stands between them, giving her another passionate kiss. “I love you so much, flower. Let me take care of you. Arms up, angel.” 

Y/N listens to his command and he begins to peel off her sweater, trailing soft kisses up her arms, shoulder, and collarbones. “Bum up, please.” 

He takes off her jeans, leaving even more kisses and caresses on her thighs and ankles. 

He draws back from Y/N and says, “Alright, I'll let you have some peace and quiet now. Call me when you're finished.”

He turns to leave but before he can do so, Y/N calls out, “Hobi, wait! Can you ermmmm…” she begins to trail off, shaking her head. “Nevermind.” 

“What is it, flower?” 

Y/N, sitting in her bra and underwear, looks down at her feet and shyly whispers, “I just...I was wondering if you could...bathe with me.” She looks up at him, her eyes sparkling with hope and a little bit of embarrassment. 

They’ve been intimate before but they’ve never showered or bathed together. Y/N, as busy as she is, treasures her moments of peace so hearing her ask this, Hoseok it elated, wanting nothing more than to comfort and sit skin to skin with the girl he loves. 

“ahhhhhh, is my little flower shy?” He teases, creeping between her legs once more. 

“Hobiiiiii!” She giggles, burying her face into his neck. 

“You don’t have to be so shy, you know. Not when you want me to be with you.” 

The two strips off all the fabrics on their persons and Hoseok takes hold of Y/N’s hand so she can safely step inside the bathtub. He trails in after her and the two sit down, Y/N sitting in front of her boyfriend, her back glued to his chest as she leans her head on his shoulder. 

“You wanna talk about it?” 

“I don’t want to burden you. It’s a lot, really.” She objects, basking in the warmth of the water and the scent of the bubbles. 

Hoseok places his hand under Y/N’s chin and turns her head so she’s looking at him. “Look at me. Don’t ever think that you’re burdening me.” 

Y/N nods her head, burrowing her cheek on his chest. “Everything is so overwhelming. I feel so stupid in school even if I’m studying hard. I feel like I’m not doing enough at work even if I’m working my ass off every day. I’m working and working and it’s just not worth it. I’m so close to dropping out of university. My dream of becoming a journalist doesn’t feel like a dream any longer. It’s more like a chore.” 

Hoseok wraps his arms around Y/N and tuts. “I hope you know you’re the only one who sees that. I know, trust me Y/N I know that school is stressful but you’re passing and all your professors love your papers. You may feel like you're working a dead-end job but it’s only the first step to you achieving your dream. Your hard work isn’t going unnoticed, alright? If you were doing anything wrong, your boss or professors would call you out. You’re doing amazing. Don’t give up, flower, not when you’ve gotten this far.” 

“It’s too much, Hobi. I can’t handle it anymore.” She retaliates, trying to squirm free from his grasp. 

He holds her tighter, kissing her head. “You can and you will. I’ll be with you every step of the way, cheering you on and picking you up when you fall. I’m not going to sit here and watch as you give up your dream. I’ll support you and make sure you get to where you want to go. You just need to find a nice balance between life and work.” He smirks, pressing a long kiss to her lips and softly brushing his thumb over her cheek. “That’s where I come into play.” 

Y/N pulls always and playfully slaps his arm. “You creep! Can’t you keep it in your pants for once?” 

“That’s kinda hard to do when I’m sitting naked in a tub with my beautiful girlfriend.” 

Y/N flushes into a deep shade of red. “Jeez, way to ruin the moment.”

“I’m kidding...for now.” He purrs, hiding his devilish grin in their kiss. “What I'm not kidding about is making sure you’re getting rest and relaxing once in a while.” He puffs his chest out, forming his lips in a pout. “One day a week will be a certified Hobiday where I get to baby and cuddle you. Ah, ah, ah, no objections. I won’t listen.” He urges, pressing his hands over his ears. 

 Y/N turns around to face Hoseok in the tub so she can force his hands away. “Alright, alright. There’s really no point in fighting you about this.”

Hoseok perks up. “There really isn’t. Just you wait. Hobiday will be your favourite day of the week. Let’s get out before we prune up, hmmm?” 

Hoseok helps Y/N out of the tub and pats her dry with a towel, careful not to let his hands wander. 

“I can dry myself, Hobi.” Y/N whines. 

“I know you can. I just want to take care of you tonight.” 

The two get dressed and relocate to his bedroom, Y/N sitting on his bed and Hoseok standing in the doorway, drying his hair. 

“Have you been eating well?” He inquires. 

Ashamed, Y/N twiddles with her thumbs and replies, “Just instant ramen. I’ve been too busy to eat a real meal.” 

“You’ve been eating instant ramen for two whole weeks?!” 

Y/N shrugs her shoulders. “There’s nothing wrong with that. At least I ate something, right?”

“Uhhhhhh wrong??? That’s it. We’re ordering in tonight.” 

“It’s fine, I’ll eat something when I get home.” Y/N defends, hopping off the bed. 

“Home? You’re not going home tonight. We’re having a sleepover and don’t even think for a second that I’ll let you have another cup of ramen.” 

“It’s late and I’m exhausted, Hobi. I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

Hoseok shakes his head, walking towards Y/N and tackling her in a bear hug. Y/N struggles to roll on top of him, trying to break free. Instead, Hoseok pins her arms above her head with him straddling her hips. 

“Yeah it’s late, you dummy. I’m not letting you go. You can sleep here. We’ll eat good food, watch Netflix, and cuddle. Doesn't that sound nice?”

Y/N falters, eyes glueing onto Hoseok. “I don’t want to intrude.” 

He groans, brushing his hands over his face. “You’re not intruding. You know why?” He leans down to Y/N’s face. “Because. I. Love. You. So. Much.” He enunciates, peppering kisses across her cheeks after each word. “Now shut up and take my love.” 

Y/N stops fighting and gives in to Hoseok, allowing him to cuddle her and cover her face in kisses. 

“Thank you for making sure I don’t make any stupid mistake...and thank you for taking care of me. I love you to no end, Hoseok.”

He grins at her, replying with, “Of course, angel. That’s what your sunshine has to do hmm? I’ve got to make sure my beautiful flower grows strong. And in return you make me shine brighter.” 

The two touch foreheads and Y/N whispers once more, “I love you so much.” 

“I love you too, flower.” 

This was it. Y/N knew at this moment that Hoseok was her home, her comfort and that she’d always find her path back to him.

[loverlele]

Oblivious

Spencer Reid x Bi!Female Reader

Warnings: bad language, a bit of sex talk

A/N: Happy pride month! I know there’s lots of evil things going on in the world at the moment so I wanted to bring a bit of happiness back, even if it is just for a few minutes. I have a Bi!Spencer Reid x Male Reader one shot (possibly a mini series) coming soon, as well as a Lesbian!Emily Prentiss one shot in the works.  Let me know if you want a part 2, possibly a smutty chapter? Who knows ;) anyways enough of my rambling, enjoy :)

Word count: 2023

“Hey good job today angel face” Morgan says from opposite me as I pack up my bags to head home. “Everyone’s going for drinks in a bit, fancy coming?”

“Since when have I ever said no to drinks with my favourite man?” I sarcastically shoot back.

“Well considering Reid hasn't asked you out for drinks, I can't comment on that one sunshine.” I pick up a piece of paper from my desk and throw it at him. Unfortunately I have a shit sense of aim, so it ended up going way to the right of Derek and hitting Emily square in the forehead. 

“Oops, sorry Em!” I say, skipping over to my best friend and kissing the spot it collided with her face at. Unable to contain her laughter anymore, she erratically waved her hands in front of her face to get to back off. I do, not before messing her hair up with my fingers.

“Uhhhh, what have I walked into?” comes a voice from my left. I spin round and see Spencer stood next to my desk with a puzzled expression on my face. I sheepishly smile at him, looking at Derek for help. 

“Y/N once again tried to hit me with a flying object, but her awful aim stopped that from happening and it hit Em instead” Derek laughed out. With a fake anger look on my face I kept on Derek and held him in a fake chokehold. I didn't think twice at how immature it might make me seem, but once I heard Spencer’s adorable laugh I knew I didn't need to second guess myself.

“Hey you adorable human being, get your own man” Garcia says as she walks up to the mess that has unravelled. I rub Derek’s head firmly before sliding off his shoulders, placing my feet firmly on the ground. Well, so I thought. As it seemed though, the earth hated me. As my feet made contact with the ground, my knees buckled and I fell backwards. A firm, but soft pair of hands caught me and helped me steady myself. I didn't need to turn around to look at who had caught me, I could recognise those hands from a mile away. 

“Thanks you” I muttered slowly pulling myself off him.

“No problem.”

Feeling the tensions rise in the air I turn my attention back to Garcia, who is now perching on Emily’s desk with a smirk on her face. That little shit, I mutter to myself. Thankfully, my comment wasn't heard by anyone. “For your information Pen, I don't need no man thank you. I am perfectly capable of making my own bad decisions without a helping hand.”

“Amen to that girl!” Emily calls out.

“What about a woman?” Derek asks as we collectively make our way to the lifts. We all manage to fit into one life and I press the button before leaning around Spencer to whack his arm.

“Bite me Derek Morgan.”

“I’m sure Emily would happily do that” he retorts, smirking. This time it was Emily’s turn to whack Derek’s arm. The sounds of bickering between Emily and Derek fill the elevator.

As we get get down to the car park the bickering stops and a wave of realisation hits me like a gust of wind. “Fuck” I mutter, pulling out my phone to see who could come get me.

“Hey, you okay?” a quiet voices comes from besides me.

“Jesus Christ Spence, you scared me!”

“Sorry I didn't mean to. Seriously, are you okay? I don't see your car” he says, quickly scanning the car park for signs of my car.

“My car’s in the garage getting its suspension fixed. I forgot to ask my roommate to pick me up from work tonight and now its 10pm and she's probably already out. Oh my god, how am I going to get home-”

“Hey it’s okay, we’ll go to yours to grab what you need before heading to the bar to meet the others. Come on, hop in” he says, opening the passenger side door before scooting round to the drivers side and getting in. It didn't take long for me to make up my mind, I mean it was either go with him or try to find my own way home AND then my way to the bar we were all set to meet at 11. I got in, shooting him a smile and we head off.

        - AT THE BAR -

“Hey! Finally you showed up, we were beginning to think you weren't coming” JJ says and we approach the booth.

“Don’t be silly, we don't do this very often anymore. I wouldn't miss it for the world” I say scooting into the booth, situating myself between Emily and Spencer. Oh great, this won't be awkward at all, I say to myself. Almost as if he'd read my mind (or, most likely, the awkwardness I was displaying) Spencer’s leg shifted slightly and met mine. I looked up at him slightly, yet his focus was on Morgan and debating on what alcohol would get them drunk the fastest.

After a few drinks everyone seems to have loosened up a bit. I mean, even Spencer was on his third drink of the night. The norm for this team is as the number of drinks consumed got higher, the more secrets (or “tea” as Penelope would sometimes put it) were revealed. And tonight proved no different that normal.

“Let’s do truth or drink guys!” Penelope half shouted. The bar we were at is one of our favourite ones to go to together and tonight was pretty loud in here. Meaning as the surroundings got louder, the louder we all became. Even though every single one of us groaned at the idea, we all knew better than to disagree with a tipsy Penelope. It started off relatively innocent and calm, until it got to Derek’s turn Derek, having been waiting for 10 minutes already, knew exactly what and who he wanted to ask. It was no surprise to me when he pointed at me.

“Little miss sunshine, ready for your question?”

“I was born ready baby, give it to me.”

“Do you have a preference of who you date?And if so, what is it.”

That fucker. Not a drinking session goes by that I don't get asked about my sexuality  I mean don't get me wrong, I love educating people and I love the sight on Derek’s face when I end up getting the number of a girl he’s expressed interest in. Taking a swig of my drink, I ponder on the question for a few moments before replying,

“I have a ‘type’ of women that I find myself automatically gravitating myself towards. I mean I guess I have a type of guy I like too. I don't know, I just go with what my heart says most of the time.”

“You still need to describe it sunshine” he says, smirking into his drink. It’s not as if we haven't had this discussion before, and by ‘we’ I mean Derek and myself. He knew what it was, he just wanted to see me suffer.

“I hate you” I groan, shuffling around to get comfortable before I answer Derek’s question. I take a big swig of my drink as I go to reply “red headed girls with a quick temper.”

“And the guys?” Spencer says, breaking his silence and looking at me.

“Brown mess hair, bit of a dork, goofy, tall, thinks Halloween is the best holiday of the year” I say, drawing my lips into a small smirk and taking another sip of my drink. Spencer doesn't even blink twice at my reply. Idiot.

Everyone’s questions seemed a lot tamer than mind. For example, JJ would be asked “what's the most romantic thing Will’s ever done for you?” and Derek’s would be “so you wish you had more freedom with your work hours?”. But mine, “craziest place you've had sex?” or “one person you'd happily let jump your bones right now?” (10 points if you guess who asked that one). After a few rounds I squeezed through the crowd and up to the bar for refills, and shots. I was under strict instructions to get at least 20 shots, no less. 

“Hey can I have the same again, but with 20 shots as well?” shooting the bar tender a smile and giving the name of the open tab.

“Sure things hun, what shots do you want?” she asks.

“Surprise me,” I say, not really knowing what to order. I feel a tap on my shoulder, alerting me that someone was behind me. I spin around to see the most gorgeous red head stood in front of me. Out of the corner of my eye, the laughing was easing at the table and I could see the glances they were all giving in my direction. Great, an audience is just what I need. 

“Hey, so I hope I’m not over stepping by saying I think you're one of the most beautiful people I've ever seen here.”

“Hi, that’s so sweet of you! You are absolutely stunning yourself” I say, feeling 5 sets of eyes on me. 

“Um would it be possible for me to get your number?” she asks, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. It’s not that I don't find you ridiculously attractive, I um” I trail off slightly, glancing back and locking eyes with the messy haired brunette at my table. He flashes me a small, yet sad smile before turning his attention to JJ. “It wouldn't be fair to either of us if I did that because my hearts already with someone else.”

“It’s cool, I get it. Whoever they are is a lucky person” she says, smiling sweetly before turning and walking away. I turn back to the bar and grab the tray of drinks, slowly making my way back to the table. This time, when I reach the table, its quiet and all eyes are on me.

“What?” I ask, as I hand out the drinks and put the shots in a circe in the middle of the table. I scoot back into the booth, regaining my seat in between Spencer and Emily.

“Why did you turn her down?” Derek asks in disbelief, “in the 5 years I've known you I have never seen you turn down someone that quickly. Especially not a smoking hot red head like that!”

“You say that as if it's a crime Derek. I wasn't interested, I said no and we parted ways. End of conversation.”

“But why?” Spencer asks, “she’s exactly your type.”

“Yeah and so are you yet you're still an oblivious fuck” I mutter. Something in the air changed the second those words fell out of my mouth. I couldn't quite figure out if it was a good change or not.

“What was that Y/N?” Derek asks, smirking.

“What I said was not meant for your ears so shut it” I ramble looking over at Spencer, who’s still staring at me and seemingly in a world of his own. I try to study his face, looking for some kind of answer or reply to what I’d just said.

Sensing the obvious tension in the air Penelope did the best thing she could think of doing, shouting out the words “SHOT TIME EVERYONE!”. That seemed to do the trick as it knocked Spencer out of whatever alternate timeline he was in. He grabs 2 shots, placing one in front of you and keeping the other in his hand.

“To friendship” JJ said, raising her shot glass to the roof.

“To friendship!” the others yelled, clinking glasses and putting back the shots.

Spencer’s hand found its way to your thigh under the table, squeezing it tightly as he muttered, “to friendship.” downing the shot. His eyes locked on mine.

“To friendship” I say, pulling my lips to the glass with a smirk and downing it.  Hmm, maybe he's completely oblivious after all, I say to myself before locking hands with Spencer under the table.