been doodling a lot of holly’s lately on my work and other awkward places at school … She’s been on my mind! Not sure why.

something about her eyes makes her fun . i like drawing her flustered

bonus daves

JOSUKE MY GUY

Decided to draw character designs for some Horus Heresy girlies. So here they all are!

Design notes below the cut:

Bequa Kynska: I decided to base her whole vibe slightly off Carla Rockmore. The patterns on the sleeve cuffs are inspired by this piece of 13th century Lebanese embroidery.

Cyrene Valantion: Her outfit is inspired by traditional Georgian and Azerbaijanian women’s dress, also some (indirect) inspiration from the works of Michael Nesterov and orthodox saint icons in general.

Lotara Sarrin: Her design didn’t change much because she’s already perfect. But I did make her look a bit like Amrita Sher-Gil’s “Three Girls” painting.

Amar Astarte: Based off the irl statuette of (possibly) the goddess Astarte that was found in the necropolis of Hillah, near Babylon. I also gave her a lab coat because cmon, evil scientist gotta evil science. (Statue pictured below)

Mersadie Oliton: Her clothes and jewellery are based off art from the 17th century Ottoman Empire, specifically from the Rålamb book of costumes.

Tarasha Euten: Clothing and hairstyle are inspired by statues from the Roman Empire, while the accessories are inspired by the Indus River Valley civilisation.

Euphrati Keeler: her clothing is inspired by a mix of fanart I’ve seen of her and this photo of a person from Elmali in traditional clothing (from the 1873 Vienna world fair)

This started off as a fun design thing and ended up with me doing hours of historical clothing research lmao 💀

sooo.... anyone else ever wondered how different ATLA would have been if aang had been frozen at age 16 instead of age 12?

yeah... me too 😌 my new fanfic "the teenager in the iceberg" follows the events of the show, but with only aang aged up, while everyone else remains their canon age.

also...cmon....how funny is it to switch zuko and aang's iconic dialogue to "you're just a teenager!" "...so are you?"

this idea was originally inspired by the talented @allgremlinart's aged up aang drawings, so please go show them some love!!:)<3

enjoy the excerpts from chapters one and two!

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Aang chuckled, pushing himself up with his hands on his knees. He was… taller than Katara had realised, taller than Sokka. He rubbed a hand on the back of his neck, turning to look over his shoulder at the remains of the boulder-sized chunk of ice he had just been blasted out of.  “Aang. My name’s Aang.” He hesitated, momentarily seeming to puzzle something over. “And honestly? No clue. Don’t remember how me and…Appa!” He yelped, suddenly scrambling back over the hill of ice and snow. Katara followed him without thinking, and Sokka, grumbling under his breath, followed moments later. 

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“So, you’ve brought a monster to invade the village, then? You’re some incognito Fire Nation soldier sent in as an undercover scout? Well, I’ll have you know that I’m the village’s strongest warrior, a-”

“The only warrior,” Katara chimed in, lightly elbowing Sokka’s side, earning herself a responding glare. 

“The strongest warrior.” Sokka reiterated. “And I don’t much like firebenders.” He added the words pointedly.

“Ah.” Aang titled his head. “That’s a shame. Some of my closest friends are Fire Nation.”

“Of course they are,” Sokka glared, hunching over into a defensive position and adjusting his fishing spear until it pointed directly at Aang.

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Katara still wasn’t quite sure what to make of Aang. The Water Tribe boys had always been all flashy muscles, seal-jerky breath, and overconfidence, so Katara had never seen someone move, carry themself, the way Aang did. 

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Katara had admittedly forgotten how much fun penguin sledding was. “Spirits, I haven’t done this since I was a kid!” she called to Aang as he raced past her, surprisingly skilled considering that he’d never even seen a penguin until half an hour before. 

“You still are a kid!” He called back over his shoulder. “A kid who’s losing this race, badly !”

Katara’s competitive streak reared its head, her eyes narrowing as Aang stuck out his tongue. She sat up slightly, no longer gripping the penguin’s fur as tightly. “You wish!” She shouted back the words as she raised her hands, breathing deeply. Her hands moved through the positions she had practised from the few bending scrolls the tribe still held on to, and before Aang knew it, the snow in front of Katara turned to ice, and she shot past him as his own ice trail suddenly became dry snow with too much friction to slide on. 

She made it to the bottom of the hill, beaming, breathing heavily. The wind had whipped her hair out of her bun, and she knew without checking that her hair must have looked like a lion-turtle’s mane. She watched as Aang made a show of drying himself off with a gust of wind that he then redirected at her, messing up her curls even more. 

“You’re a cheater !” Aang gasped, mockingly clutching imaginary pearls at his throat. “I demand a rematch.”

Katara strode past him, only turning her head to cast him a smug smirk. “Maybe you’re just not as good of a penguin sledder as you thought .”

“Oh, not so fast!” Aang grabbed her wrist, tugging her back towards him, and she internally questioned why the momentary brush of their skin made her heart flip. He tried to trip her, she tried to flip him, and they both ended up on their backs in the snow, giggling, cheeks and noses bright pink from the cold. 

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“Trouble sleeping too, huh?” Aang cocked a grin, tilting his head to Katara. She kept her eyes fixed upwards, trained on the moon and the stars, worried that if she looked away, she’d end up staring into his eyes like a weirdo. 

“I always feel so awake with the moon’s light on me. Sleeping under the stars has never really been a thing that works. It’s too energising, too… too much. It’s hard to explain.”

“No, no… I get it. I feel the same way in a windstorm, all those breezes and gusts of wind, it feels… exhilarating.” She watched through her peripheral vision as he looked up at the moon. “In times of war, I think we all tend to forget how spiritual bending is at its core. I’d say it’s a good thing that you’re in touch enough with the origins of your abilities to feel the moon’s pull tug at you just as much as it does on the ocean.” 

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Aang smiled back. “Now is our time to try to make up for that. I can’t bring back everyone who was hurt in this war, and you can’t bring back your mother, but together, the two-, three of us can make sure it doesn’t happen to anyone else.”

“I’d like that,” Katara exhaled, her breath calming down and tears dissipating. The two spent hours talking back and forth, exchanging the stories of their respective childhoods. Katara learned that Aang had invented several new bending moves and had been a big fan of fruit pies, while Aang learned that Katara had always been the bossier one between her and Sokka and that she had almost chipped a tooth on seal jerky when she was six. They continued talking back and forth in increasingly hushed tones until the world faded away under the cover of clouds and sleep.

Katara awoke to the loud shout of her brother. 

“Wakey wakey, lovebirds!” he yelped, chucking a rock-hard stick of seal jerky at both of them. 

“Ouch, Sokka !” Katara snapped at him, rubbing her head at the spot where she had been hit, before realising that she was leaning against Aang and immediately jumping away, blushing furiously. 

♥ check out the two chapters of this (ongoing) fic & my ao3 here! ->

Once innocent. Part 4. (Sully family x reader)

Hi! Just a reminder that this is a mini series to show the deeper sides of Y/n’s life BEFORE “The chore” :) 💕 I never said that the argument y/n had in ‘the chore’ was the only serious one she was in.🤫

Y/n waited patiently until it was her turn to hold Tuk. When Y/n did, she didn’t hold back tears, she didn’t care who saw her, the tears she left out were the first emotion she let anyone see in a long time.

She’s beautiful. Her skin is so soft, the way she smiled at me was so contagious and the way her small hand wrapped around my finger was perfect. She was perfect. “hello sunshine, aren’t you precious and innocent? How could Eywa bless us with someone so perfect? You’re my bundle of joy. I’ll protect you.” From then on, that’s all I ever did.

Soon my mother didn’t need to give constant care to Tuk, and that’s when I took in Tuk. It’s not like I wasn’t always there when she was just a newborn, because even when she was under my moms care, I’d take her any chance I’d get. She was the only one I spoke full conversations with, even if she couldn’t speak back, just seeing her smile at me was enough to warm my heart. When I noticed how mother and father slowly distanced themselves, tired of having to spend everyday with the clingy child. It only showed a reflection of what others saw with me and my parents. I would never let her endure or go through what I did. I will take care of her, that way when she returns in my parents arms they will ache for her. Tuk deserved that. Not a empty ache for their child, not the ‘care’ I received as a kid.

*Flashback*

“Dad? Mom?” Giggles erupted from the sweet girl as she hugged onto her dad’s leg. “I found you dad it’s been hours since we first started playing hide-“ her father looked at her suddenly feeling frustrated with how messy the girl was. “Y/n let go. Your hands are dirty. Go clean yourself up.” The child looked down at her hand and giggled once again “oh yea..sorry sir I was practicing outside and then I fell when I ran to chase you!” As soon as I cleaned up I ran back to cuddle next to them except they were all asleep and there was no room left for me so I had to sleep on the edge. “Mom? Dad? Guys?…I guess this is ok..It’s fine! Good night!” *

Please no, she’ll never experience the heart break I did. Tuk is only a toddler, she’s drawing right now. “Hey! What you drawing there sunshine? Can I see?…You know I’m no good at this game. But I’ll try to guess what it is, just for you! Just give me a second I’ll figure it out…is it me?” Tuk giggles and point at me after I said that “it is me! I knew it! Cmon can you say Y/n Tuk? Y/nnn.” Tuk just sighs smiling and looking back down at her drawing. “Not much of a talker are you sunshine? Grandmother told me you should be speaking by now, but don’t worry about it! You’ll talk when your ready! Maybe your hiding a special fun secret? Maybe…you found out i was the tickle monster!” I raise my hands to tickle her into a fit of laughter “rawr!!!” I laugh with her and come to a stop…her laugh is so full of life. I’ll keep going through life just to hear that laugh everyday. “We should start helping mom prep our meal shouldn’t we, sunshine? Let’s go!” We head to help mom and I prep Tuk down handing her the two toys I found for her, with crayons and a paper. I joined smoothly helping my mom prep. We didn’t talk much especially after she broke her promise. Call me dramatic but it hurt. My mother knew it was wrong too…hints why we don’t speak anymore. The one time where we’re able to find words to say to each other was when Tuk needed something but that was rare. I always knew when Tuk needed something or how she liked something. Majority of the times Tuk was just asking to return back to my arms. The food was done so we began preparing and eating our meal. I sat away from my siblings that were in the corner, to sit next to Tuk and help her eat her meal. Dad seems upset today…please no. “Y/n. Why is there crayons on the floor. Clean it up.” I look up and slowly get up to pick up the crayons Tuk had been playing with. “Why aren’t you watching your sister? She has crayon marks on her arm. You let her get dirty. You know when you were born I thought how the hell am I supposed to raise this messy kid. This hyper active little kid who’s reckless. You can’t be that way with Tuk. It’s not ok.” Cmon really? In front of Tuk. “I know, I’m well aware at how important it is to keep the child clean. Try not to abuse your power father. Tuk is here. You will NOT do this in front of Tuk. It’s just not gonna happen” I pass a smile and look at Tuk who was smiling at me pointing to our hammock. “No more food Tuk? You sure did eat huh sunshine? Let’s go clean you up and put you to sleep while Mom and dad eat.” I tried acting like I didn’t hear him talk about me to my mother. Maintained a smile on my face. How could they ever think she was going to stay dirty? I would never let it happen. She’s a kid, of course she’s gonna get dirty, but I’ll clean it up. I shower her as tears drop down my face. She grasp my face and points to my lips with her hands opening up and down motioning me to speak and then back to her toys. “we’re going on a…bear hunt. We’re gonna catch a…big one!” She giggles and I finish washing up to take her and I back inside. I place her in the hammock setting her with my parents, giving a kiss on the cheek and a goodnight before walking away. “Y/n! Y/n! Y/n!” I immediately freeze…she has such angelic voice. I turn around smiling as my parents watch by with shock…their daughters first words! Tuk crawls towards me with her hands out telling me to grab her. I giggle at her sweet actions and twirl her “oh sunshine-“ my father speaks up “Just take her tonight. Just be quiet and go to sleep.” He can be upset but I don’t care. Nothing can ruin this moment with my sweet angel.

Tuk was 5 when I started training her, I was going to teach her it all. She became a quick learner and she enjoyed it just as much as I did. We were on our way to my usual training spot until she spotted the place I had went to for pretty flowers and accessories. Maybe she can learn how to crown and bead first and then we can go to survival more. I was smiling at her until I saw she almost touched the neon flower. “Wait Tuk! Don’t touch that one! It makes you have this weird reaction and it’s gross!” Tuk laughs and look up at me “…Did you touch it?” I looked down with an ashamed face,not wanting to admit how I was left with a weird reaction all over me because I touched the flower “…i don’t know” We spent the rest of our evening crowning and beading. Then I told her i’d show her how to make the clothing, explaining to her it’s necessary in case you need extra or something happens. Then Tuk seemed to go more quiet…”what’s wrong…Tuk?” She looks up from the blanket she was making “hungry.” I was quick to grab her toy that was a shape of a food,thinking of something quick to change her mood “hey there Tuk! It’s me the famous hamburger word on the street is that you are hungry and you want to eat me! Do you want want to eat me?” She giggles and says “cmon y/n I can’t eat a toy!” I give her a good look and hold the toy up again to say “aw man, my feelings are hurt!” Tuk is quick to say “well my stomach hurts!” “mmh, sassy!” She giggles and I go towards my bag to see if I have anything to give her. I pick up a container of small leftovers I had set for when I was going to do extra work around the village, it’s fine I’ll just skip eating today. Something I’ve been doing a lot lately, and trust me not on purpose.

*Flasahback*

“You need to start picking up your work Y/n because this isn’t cutting it. What are you doing to even contribute to the village? Cause I see nothing. You are nothing because you do nothing.” Are you kidding me. He doesn’t care does he? The fact that his child is right there. “Tuk go with mom to sleep ok?….(Tuk looks at her dad suspiciously and leaves her sister with a hug) Tuk was here. I take care of Tuk. Remember? And I DO put my part into the village I just came from there! This argument that you’re trying to pick up isn’t happening right now. While you had the privilege to come home early as the ‘olo'eyktan’ I didn’t. There’s a clear defining difference between us Sir.” As I was leaving placing to go in my hammock, I could still hear him mumbling complaints. I turn to go get some rest “Y/n, Y/n! Good night sleep!” I giggle and say it back. But as soon as I turned there was no longer a smile on my face. How could everyone sleep so peacefully while I now have to work hours on end.*

“About all we got!” Handing her my small meal. Tuk looks at the lunch, saddened knowing she watched me make it in the morning, for more work my father ordered me to do. “…what about you?” I turn away from my beading and smile “go for it! I’ll find something else soon! I’m not even that hungry sunshine!” Tuk looks at me with her ‘thinking’ face. Oh Eywa, no don-“how about I go with you to help around in the village…you know as my…contribution? (She’s handing these words slowly REMEMBER she’s only 5 right now that’s why she’s taking awhile to remember the words she was taught)” To the hours that I’m up by? And the hours I have to wake up the next morning? This would not be a fair ask. She’s just a kid “After we are done with these blankets we can give it to the village and this will be your contribution ok? Your doing great Tuk! You’re quick!” Tuk laughs but is upset for her sister on the inside why does she have to always work?

We kept on dealing with our next days like that and I slowly introduced her into survival. Tuk was still eager to do more in her village so today she decided why not just follow her sister, instead of asking her? It’s better to ask for forgiveness than permission! It’s only a matter of time before Y/n gets tired of working and wants to go away…leave.

I dropped Tuk off home with my shoulder still slacked down…I’m so tired. Only a couple of more hours and I can sleep. peacefully. “Ok Tuk good night, sunshine!” I turn to walk away but to my surprise she followed me back out of our home. What is she doing? “If you leave…I want you to take me too.” She’s confusing me. “W-what are you talking about?” She looks up again “Please don’t be mad. I don’t want to be alone. Not having you makes me feel alone. I can’t live with you not with me y/n. I know you want to leave sometimes. I also know that this work you’ve been doing is a lot. So just take me to work with you. I’ve been asking for a long time, I can help.” No, this can not happen , I will not take her helping hand. This is work my father gave me to punish me. I will not bring her down with me. I refuse. “If you have the time to fall asleep? You do it.” Tuk raises her voice with frustration very evident. “I said I don’t want to!” Throwing some tantrums here and there are and aren’t ok. I was never allowed to do it so dealing with it can be…confusing? Frustrating? This is technically my first time raising a kid. “I don’t care what you said. You will do it.” Tuk is quick to say “I don’t care what you say!” She can’t just deny what I’m telling her. This is for her. “Cmon Tuk!” Letting a frustrated sigh go before i kneeled down to talk to her and get her to understand. “You can’t break promises Tuk. You said you’d stop pushing the idea. You promised me.” She gives an ashamed look “…ik” she still has eagerness to come and it needs to stop. She can’t go through I have to do everyday, it’s not easy. “You’re not letting this go are you? Tuk I’m done. We’re not doing this anymore. You’re going to drop it or you’re in big trouble. I mean it.” Tuk rushes in to give me a hug. “Fine. Go to work, but take care of yourself ok? Oel ngati kameie, y/n” I sigh into her hug, relieved “Oel ngati kameie, sunshine….ok you should go inside to go to sleep I’ll give you a good night hug and kiss ok?” She grabs my hand and rushes me inside, I can feel my dad’s stare as I go by their hammock to give Tuk what I promised. After that I leave quickly, I don’t want to talk to them. They don’t know about my life now and they never will. Just a couple of more night and I’ll drop this stupid extra chores thing.

Tuk WAS 5…Now she was 6. I taught her a lot in the span of that one year except now, she feels like she conquered the world. Which I can admit is very cute! She’s been begging to ride my Ikran for MONTHS. Today I might just given in! She did so well during her practices and she’s managing everything perfectly. “Okkkk…fine. BUT you must know how they work and you need to remain calm ok? And hold onto me extra tight.” I explain to her that and more until it was time to ride it. “Hold on Tuk ok? Just like we promised!” We were doing just great flying, that was until my Ikran decided to do this small crazy scary drop I taught it a couple of months ago, this wasn’t supposed to happen. “AHHHH! Get me off Y/n this isn’t fun! Please!” I was already on it. I agree, this wasn’t fun to do with her, that should not have happened. “I’m so sorry Tuk, that wasn’t supposed to happen I didn’t mean for it to happen! It was just supposed to be a normal fly. Shhh sunshine, I got you. I’ll protect you. Remember?” Tuk’s crying calms down but that doesn’t mean dad didn’t hear it. He walked in as soon as she stopped, perfect. (sarcastically ofc) “Ok sunshine, go play outside for a bit ok?” Tuk is very hesitant until father grows impatient and give her a “Go Tuk. Now.” I give her a smile, knowing exactly what’s about to happen.

“I- it was just a short fly and a small drop I swear Sir she just got frightened, I calmed her down ok? She’s fine-“ he cuts me off AGAIN. “Small drop? Y/n I saw you. (It was a small drop, just happened out of nowhere and nowwww he wants to exaggerate it) You seriously flew an Ikran with her? she’s six. Of course she’s going to be scared?! Why would you be stupid enough to take her? To force her? It’s not ok. So whatever stupid training thing you two are on. It comes to an end. NOW!” He can not be serious. He’s acting irrationally now. Frustration takes over my patience. “Excuse me? You will not yell at ME. For training her the way she should be. She ASKED to go on the Ikran and I agreed. You didn’t even know she could do the things she’s done. She’s the greatest in her age division and you know what? I actually teach her the way it should be taught. Not like some soldier.” Anger was erupting in him. I can see it. “I will yell at you. You’re training her stupidly. Those records don’t prove nothing. You’ll make her weak and reckless just like you just did with her. I am the parent. You are the emergency call.” Words sliced deep. But it sounds like he’s telling me I can’t train her anymore and I’m not letting that happen so I’ll argue as much as I have to. “Who are you to criticize me? What have you done for her? Do not use the fact that you’re a parent against me. She’s as strong as she can be. She’s quick and smart. You’d know that if you were smart and actually cared. You are wrong. You will not tell me I can’t train her while you do whatever it is that you do. You can’t even spend more than full two days with her. You are the shittest father of pandora.” He shoves me into the wall like I was nothing. I lose my breath by how hard he shoved me. “Do not speak to me like that. I don’t know what type of ‘I can do anything’ journey you’re on but it stops now. You’ve never seen death, or had a world be cold towards you. So stop it.” I laugh. I laugh it all as confusion is written on his face “you really don’t know anything about me.” I push the hand he had a hold on me with and continue “I’ve had death held at my hands. I’ve had the only thing that actually cared for me AS A CHILD die, in my own fucking hands. Blood covered my hands. While I saw the only man I consider a father die. Rey’akana taught me everything YOU should’ve already done. You have never been there for me my entire life. I’ve handled everything you have given me, perfectly. Every pathetic attitude you threw and every order. So take it to someone else now.” He took a moment to answer, contemplating his next words. “Life isn’t fair sometimes Y/n ok? Get over it. He died for a reason, maybe he even died because of you. Ever considered that you distracted him? It’s was your fault. His fault.” He stabbed into me and I didn’t even see it coming. He wanted to make it clear I wasn’t going to be the reason Tuk would get hurt, he was going about it and in all the wrong ways. He let his frustration get in the way. So I shoved him back “you didn’t even know the warriors you fought with. With the way you’re going about this, I’ll see you in hell.” He looks to me like…like I was the one wrong. He put his hands on me first. He yelled at me first. He lost his ways, first. Now he thinks he’s going to bring this to an end. “You will not watch Tuk anymore. You are clearly a mess. You can’t do anything on your own. You’ll distract her too. She could’ve died because of you. You’ll be in hell for a good long time before I show up.” He’s using her against me. I don’t care what he says, I hold zero mercy. “I don’t mind waiting. If your going to take Tuk away from me…then you better bury me deep. Because when I come back, I’ll come for you first!” He didn’t hold mercy either “you need something to hit you, and hit you good too. Your not listening.” He threw a glass handle by my head. However I saw Tuk walk in at the same time it happening….

💞! Cliffhanger !🤭

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fuck my what?

cw : mingyu x reader x readers female bsf… , smut , glg youre both sick bc you both like it , profanity , jealousy , praising , pet names (baby, babygirl)slut shaming (your friend)… , degrading the friend.. , .6k words (my fics are always short..) like one slap on yer ass

an : the friends name isnt mentioned but uhm yea… i dunno how i got here. theres a part where the bsf seems homophobic but she jus doesnt like the reader and want her boyfriend

theres no way the love of your live kim mingyu just said he wanted to have a threesome with your bestfriend

and what a sick bitch for saying yes. coming over with a lousy lingerie set under a trench coat. giving him the eye. ofcourse youre pissed, and both can tell, “baby..” caressing your waist closing the gap while leaning into your ear, “i like your lingerie better.. your boobs.. mouth..” grabbing your hand to kiss it, holding contact, “your m’ number one baby”

all walking to the bedroom but mingyu hold your hand while she walks behind you two. mingyu lazily lays on the bed, waiting for you both to make a move and that snake takes it, getting on the bed on all fours pressing her lips on your boyfriend, fucking slut. her left crawls down to panties pressing against her clit. it makes your face red n hot but you cant tell if youre mad or horny

catching up with them, pulling down his boxers, spitting on his cock and spreading it a little before teasing him by sucking your pretty lips on only the tip. you can hear moans out of that sickening long make out. shes so sloppy. ofcourse shes glaring back probably jealous that you get to play with his dick, “mm.. can i ride you..?” only ending the kiss to seduce him, bitch. and ofcourse his eyes light up, “cmere baby” calling you over like your some puppy

right after she pulls her panties off, shes on his dick exaggerating her moans. so loud and annoying, “want you to sit onm’ face babygirl” listening to your boyfriend never doubting him in anyway despite playing into a sick fantasy. you face your ‘friend’ to keep her in check. pulling your pretty see through panties that he picked out to the side. thick tension in the air and only builds up when you get an idea… leaning forward to lick her clit.

stablizing yerself by putting your hands on her hips, while your boyfriend tongue feels oh so good, bucking into his mouth. playing her game by moaning louder, her face in disgust to have your plump wet lips on her, pleasuring her. thats right whore. she thinks she can get away with her shit?

you jerk when mingyu adds two fingers in yer cunnie, lips still by her cunt but doing nothing but spilling moans, “fuck g- gyu” you both scream. tsk “min- mingyu too much” only you say that this time, “g’na cum..” but no response, still stuffing his face with cunt, big hands keeping you still despite your squirming.

vision going white, “fuck gyu! cumming” when he slaps your cute ass, “cmon baby” he muffled into yer cunt. both too lost into it to notice she came as well “f-fuck, get off me” huh? was he talking to you. ah, the whore. lightly manhandling you to his side and the bitch of his dick and on the the end of the bed before hot cum spilling on his banging abs. using his sweat as an accessory, everything glistening

looking back at her, “m’sorry girl but you gotta go. had fun tho” youre not sorry, and she can tell by your sly smirk while drawing circles on your boyfriends chest and his hand on your waist.

she grabs her discarded garments and stumbling out of your guys’ apartment. door automatically locked with your security system. mingyu kisses your sweet spot on your neck, ready for round two with his favorite girl

“you look cute when yer jealous baby..” you get all shy.. trying to think of something to make him regret letting another girl play with his cock, “gyu.. just thought she had an std” hes stunned, “baby- i just let her fuck me n now you wanna tell me?” you smile ” yea, dont let a whore on your cock babe” you say with faux innocence.

gonna put them emoji’s again💀😭 so it would be: 🥑🍬🌸🐝🎨🍄

I love using these TOTALLY USEFUL emoji’s so I picked em🥰

you don’t use avocado/bee/mushroom everyday? what are you even doing?🙄

BUT ANYWAY

🥑: you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help?

probably @bunnylove1 and @blookyag, idk why tho honestly, just getting the vibes they’d help somebody out with hiding the body💀 (it’s a compliment, i swear-)

🍬: post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character:

okay uhh- (don’t cancel me plz) i respect with my whole heart that alastor is asexual and (?) aromantic but i don’t get the hate people receive when shipping him with someone? as far as i know being on the spectrum means he can still date? like i know, he doesn’t show any interest in that but if its just for a silly au or for a cool drawing then what’s the fuss about? i’m not talking like about erasing that part of him because that’s a big no no for me, but like…? respecting it but still having fun with his character? i saw a great tiktok explaining my thoughts exactly so maybe i’ll link it here if i can find it (add the link here later camila:) (besides all that i project a lot of myself onto alastor (still debating if im aromantic or not) and i want to explore myself with his character (if i can even phrase it that way) so all the hate and shit really bother me, you know?)

(another thing more about whole thing not a character is that “whatever it takes” is in my top 4 songs and i don’t get the hate it gets?? i love this song?? it’s so great?? two latina (?) girls singing together?? cmon??)

🌸: do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them:

i do actually! i have a dog and three rats:) (also had a rabbit but he died not so long ago and he was like my whole world so i got a tattoo to remember him, i’ll add it as well just because i can)

🐝: tag your biggest supporters and say one nice thing about them:

@kimmyisachiisaiakuma - ugh of course?? like in my head we are already besties fr fr, what can i saaaay😭 idk i love you and how supportive and just friendly you are!!:) and god of course, i love your art?? but i’ve already said it a thousand times??? so here’s one thousand first??

@bunnylove1 - just how supportive you are towards my stuff and how with exactly one request i felt like we also became besties? maybe it’s just me but yeah😭

@blookyag - liking my every post and responding to every single one of them!!! she’s a treasure, really. i’m surprised someone cares about my rambling this much💀

@informist - i’ve noticed that she’s also reacting to a lot of my stuff and she’s so quick with it like?? idk it makes my heart jump okay? i love attention from people even when it’s just my stupid rambling😭 (#iamanattentionwhore 😗😗)

@rougecreator1 - liked a lot of my posts as well, and somehow i feel like they enjoy my stuff? idk tho?😭😭 yeah just noticed interactions in my activities:)

@riveramorylunar - i feel like we were more active on each other’s accounts when i was still in my lady lesso era, but idk i really liked you then and i still love seeing your stuff pop up on my main page:)

and of course, all of my lovely anons who send me their ideas that i can’t wait to write!!:)

🎨: link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it:

okay so like it changes every day?? but for now i must say this one:

click!

why? simple. a. brokerdoll b. the marvellous style? c. i want to draw like that d. just… just look at it okay? e. lesbians.

(and a special mention for THIS as well, as it’s the first time someone ever drawn my oc and besides the fact that she looks so pretty here it’s just… idk i just love it okay, she stole my heart)

🍄: share a headcanon for one of your favourite ships or pairings:

let’s start with the fact that i even have a favourite account for all the headcanons about brokerdoll which is @vypridae (adore all the hcs, really)

buut! my personal headcanon is:

• carmilla didn’t really expect to fall for velvette, i mean in my head she just saw her as so… respectless and dumb and stupid and careless and carefree and wild and free and pretty- wait

yeah, so in my head velvette was the first to initiate anything and at first carmilla was like “ha! no way, you stupid girl” but then she started to think more and more about velvette as the time went on and one day she just got along the fact that she might be attracted to the young overlord and somehow… went with it? like she didn’t make a big deal out of it… but velvette definitely did, despite the fact she was actually the first one to say or act on her attraction in any way.

(i need to write more headcanons for them, they’re literally eating up my brain)

fluffly request!

female reader (if your okay writing that)

imagine reader has a spiderperson as an older sibling and Gwen (coughs in i love her too much.) develops a crush on R but is too scared of her older sibling to go for it. and then R confesses or something.

YESSYSYSYSS YES YES YES this was so fun 2 write i love it sm

i think this could be passed off as gn! reader BUT there’s one description of your sibling calling you their sister so!! lmk if this is good or bad or if i should tweak anything 😔🫶

words // 1024 genre // fluff, (s/n) = sibling name, warning this is not proofread so i’m sorry for any spelling errors 🫶

you were drawing in your room, sketching peacefully when a bright light comes open you. shielding your eyesight with your hand, you see a familiar figure drop in on your bed.

“gwen!” you say excitedly, hugging her. she giggles and hugs back, rubbing her hand up and down your back. “hi.” she mumbles back.

“where’d you come from?” you ask, watching the previous portal disappear. “oh, i’m supposed to be going on a mission with s/n, but they haven’t been picking up the alerts.”

“ah! they’ve been knocked out for a while now.” you mutter, taking gwen’s hand and leading them to your siblings bedroom. there they lay, knocked out in their spidersuit.

“s/n!” you whisper, slightly shaking them awake. they jolt awake and wipe the drool off their face. “hmm??”

gwen chuckles and helps them up. “cmon, you got a misssion alert 5 minutes ago and you’re still knocked out, let’s go!” you chortle, leaving the room. “be safe!”

gwen smiles as she watches you walk away. over the past couple of months, gwen grew closer to you through your sibling, and eventually the three of you hand out regularly. the closer you got, though, the more attracted she got to you.

the way you laughed, smiled at her. how you’d share a piece of food with her before if she’d never try it. how caring you were, and mainly how good of a personality you had.

but gwen was scared that if she confessed, s/n would forbid it to the max. they were a little overprotective of you, especially since they were a spider person , and that’s what gwen admired about s/n.

at the same time, though, she was petrified that they wouldn’t want to be friends anymore if she confessed.

“nd i just dunno what to do! wait, am i interrupting your mission?” you ask, on a call with miles. you heard some trains bustling and weird grunting happening on the other line.

“no, you’re not, i swear!” miles yells, making you cringe and put him on speaker, putting your phone on your desk.

“if you feel like confessing, then just do it! i’ve seen too much of you guys awkwardly flirting to know that you’d be perfect for each other.” miles rambling on, as you sketch, drawing you and gwen as cats. “awkwardly? are you sure?” you asked, feeling self conscious.

“awkwardly.” look, just confess by tomorrow, hm? don’t have that big of a gesture, okay?” you nod. “i gotcha. thanks, miles.” you hang up the phone, and continue your sketching.

as the day goes by, you walk into the kitchen to make a couple of snacks, when you hear the portal opening again, s/n and gwen coming through.

“hey! you’re back!” you giggle as you hug your sibling, and then gwen. the hug lasts longer than usual, her arms sliding to your waist, giving you a firm hug. “you’re okay? no scratches?” you ask, checking gwen’s spidersuit. “i’m fine too? thanks.” s/n jokes. you check their spidersuit as well, then give them a quick side hug.

“i told gwen that she could hang for a bit until she goes back to hobies place, that okay?” s/n asks. you nod. “can we go draw together?” you ask, nervously fiddling with your hands. “i’m shit at it, but yeah.” gwen says, as you both walk to your room.

you shut the door, and then sit on your bed, inviting her to sit on it as well. “i actually have to- to talk to you about something first.” you say, and gwen looks at you with worry. you look away from her, picking at your nails. “is it bad?”

you shake your head, and sit in silence for a bit, trying to think of what to say.

“this is nerve wracking, yknow. i just- is it getting hot in here?” gwen rambles, pulling on the hoodie part of her costume. “yknow lately the humidity just gets wors-“

“i like you, gwen.” you blurt out.

“huh?”

“i like you.” you say, as you look up at her, smiling warmly at her. she mirrors your action, as she leans in closer to you. you lay her head on her shoulder, heart pounding out of your chests, she lifts you up and cups your cheek, caressing it with her thumb.

“can i kiss you?” she asks, face flushing a deep red. you nod, breathless already, as she presses her soft lips into your plush ones. you softly grab her wrist and smile into the kiss, cupping her face lightly as well. she pulls apart as you look at each other, giggling softly.

you hear a door freak open and you nearly jump out of your skin and jump practically off the bed as you see s/n walk in. “hey, i made snacks and popcorn, we can watch a mov- are you okay?”

you nod, feeling your face heat up. gwen giggles and helps you off the floor, standing up with you. “i’m- in fine.” you say, brushing off.

“i take it you did it gwen?” s/n asks gwen. you look at gwen shocked and then your sibling, who looks at you with a knowing smile. “you- you knew?” you ask, looking at them with a scared expression. “course i did. we have thin walls, yknow. why didn’t you tell me sooner?” they say, looking at you, then gwen.

gwen and you share a look. “i’m scared you wouldn’t let me.” you say. “you can be kinda..”

“overprotective.” gwen finishes. when your siblings mouth gapes, she chokes and waves her hands around. “i-i mean! that’s what i like about you though, and especially as a spider person, you-“

“i don’t care if you date. i was teasing.” they joke, throwing a kernel of popcorn at gwen. “you guys are really good for each other, and you better treat my sister right, you hear?” gwen nods, and you hug your sibling. “thank you so much, s/n. i love you.”

“i love you too, now come on, let’s go watch this movie.”

All the ninjago kiddos! That I remembered, lol.

Also I'm not sure if Echo counts, but this is my art soooo... He does now

Fun fact, way before Dragons rising was an idea, I had a little theory/AU thingie, where the ninja got sent to another realm, where time passed differently. (How funny, it was way before SotFS...) So basically these kids formed a replacement ninja team to fight the evils treathening ninjago, discovering they themselves are elemental masters. And that's been in my brain, slowly adding all the new kiddos to it. Might make some art, and a post about that too, because I would love to draw them.

Here's my spitballing on these dummies and their designs.

The Darkleys kids!

The little shits. They would be the ones to have kidnapping as their first resolve.

- I kinda didn't know Sally existed, but I liked all the art, so she does now. Also, she loves pink, I love pink, we all love pink

- Brad is definitely the muscle of the group, with a big heart, but not the greatest mind. Also, he has a babyface, that's very hard to make look evil.

- His design kinda grew on me with time, but it still feels a bit lacking...

- There's this theory that Gene is Skylor's brother, and Chen's son, that I kinda absorbed into my brain and ran with it so yeah.

-Also, the hand thingie is not a glove, it helps hold his hand together after a nasty injury :)

- The bowlcut was uniform at Darkleys, but Gene was such a nightmare they just gave up with him.

- They have matching pins and earpieces. Cause of course they do. Also, dumbo boots uniform.

The Paperkids!

Antonia and Nelson are a given, and I just kinda added Unagami on there, since he waved at them once. Also, I think it would be cute if they were friends.

- I know he doesn't anymore, canonically, but I like to think he still wears his purple gi under the jumper. Who knows when someone will need the purple ninja?

- He has a scar from the injury he had when he met with the ninja. Also, am I the only one who tought something much worse was going on than a broken leg? Obviously a kid show can't have a terminally ill kid, but fsm that's still how I remembered it.

- Antonia! I loved drawing her hair. Also kinda like her badass big sis vibes.

- She has her hands out to make sure the two kids, but mainly Nelson, don't go missing somehow (happens more often than you think)

- Even if he can shapeshift, I like to tjink Unagami keeps his line-marks in whatever forms, since it's apart of his skin. He can hide them, but it takes effort, so he just doesn't bother.

- He can change his form generally, but you could still tell it's him by the lines, eyes, and hair

- He has a little nick in his eyebrow, and so does (did i guess) Jay. I just think that's a cute detail

The Forgotten ones...

Just called that cause I had to add them on a separate canvas after forgetting them. I forgot Skales Jr, shame on me, I tought Jake and Nelson were one character, and I was still debating Echo. But here they are!

- It was surprisingly not that hard to draw him, even tho I was very scared

- Since he has white on him, I was trying (and failing miserably) to replicate those partially albino reptiles. Also added some pink scales, since he is also Selma's son, who's pink.

- I don't know to this day why Echo was introduced only to be left behind.... Nevertheless he's a sweetheart

- I guess if you count Mr.E, but then he would be dead... Unless the kids fix him (lightbulb moment)

- Also, ahy is his head weirdly tiny? How did that happen?

- Jake. Goddamnit, how were you the hardest to draw? Somehow I couldn't get the head right...

- The giant pants is an idea that lived in my head. I like yo think he would be able to fix ancient artifacts with hairties, ductape, and sheer force of will.

- He might have a bowlcut, but cmon, are you telling me he wouldn't at least try to replicate whatever the hell Kai's hair was in the beginning?

I guess that's it folks, lemme know if any of you are interested in my weird Ninja kids au thingie!

You did not break me. I'm still fighting for peace

Text on a picture as well as a title of a work are taken from a song “Elastic Heart” by Sia. Although strangely enough, while I like an original version, I think a rock cover of it by Written by Wolves suits this pairing just as well)).

For a better resolution of a picture (since Tumblr tends to lower quality of big files) follow this link to DA.

Figuratively speaking, I always tend to jump in a last car of a departing train and this time is no different (I started working on this picture when there literally were two weeks left till a deadline). So, I really hope that I was on time to post this entry for @pastelpaperplaness DTIYS challenge, heh. If not, this work can be considered as a gift.

I am a huge fan of TFA and fan works based on this show in general. It’s always so inspiring to look at so many original ideas and concepts people create around such awesome (and well aged) projects. Hence why I tend to follow artists and their AUs in order to see their interpretations of beloved characters. And Pastel’s Thorns and Thrones AU is no exception. I mean, cmon guys, a fantasy AU about TFs - what else to add here))?

Such challenges as this DTIYS are fun to participate in since it’s a nice opportunity to try new techniques, especially when people are given freedom in such matters.

Umm,.. I kinda got carried away as you can see, heh.

In the end I tried to combine characters’ designs with a realistic approach to drawing metal, skin, clothes and etc. + added just a couple personal details such as an embroidery on attires. But I hope that Pastel won’t mind that since she’s given people an opportunity to “stylize to their heart's content and be as creative as they want”.

Coming back to an idea behind Thornes and Thrones AU and how I tried to show it in this drawing:

It’s always very delightful to see Megatronus and Sir Orion being flirty, hugging, kissing, simply spending nice time with each other. But what personally I value behind this relationship is a sheer impossibility of such love, the tragedy of these two men falling for each other under such unfair circumstances. Both characters are dedicated to their causes and none of them can easily break rules of a cold world they live in.

In the end of a journey, all that’s going to be left is a suffering caused by unspoken truths. This consuming feeling of a betrayal is akin to shrubs growing around and through a soul, stabbing it with thorns and permanently scarring it…

But if both can just try to “fight this war” with themselves and their desires “without weapons”, to finally raise a white flag,..

… one will see how such pure love is capable of blossoming as a marvelous flower, freeing characters from pain in their connected hearts.

If only this love’s given one chance of becoming true.

P.S. All in all, Pastel, thank you very much for an opportunity to participate in this challenge of yours. Happy 10.000 followers, you deserve it!

Starbula Week Day 3 Jealousy

@starbulaweek

"Ugh! I still don’t get how they fall for his 'charms'." Rocket let out a growl, watching with disgust as Peter flirted with a Kree girl. "And to think Gamora was one of the victims."

Nebula took a sharp breath,, bitting her tongue and jaw tense while throwing daggers at the young girl, which went unnoticed as that stupid naïve kid stared at the man in front of her with hunger.

"This is taking too long." She commented, trying to contain herself. She didn't know why she felt this burning fire in her chest, and why she was so disgusted to see the girl giggling like an idiot and at Peter smirking at her.

"100 credits that girl will end up in his bed." Rocket added as Peter moved much closer to the young Kree, a mischievous gllee in his eyes while bringing an arm around her hip.

"100 that she'll end up with a broken arm." She elegantly sipped her drink and put it down on the bar, standing up from the stool.

"A broken arm? Why would she end up with... Nebula, hey! Hey! Where are you going?!"

That touch was more thanshe could bear. And though she tried to restrain herself from going and interrupting their leader, her emotions took over and with hurried steps she approached the pair of lovebirds.

Disgusting, she thought.

She didn't care about it was all an act to get information about a group of Kree warlords involved in a secret slavery trade with the Kree empire. She couldn't stand another second as the young girl closed the the distance and was now withing inches of kissing Peter.

"That’s enough fun for the day. I’ll take over from here." She grabbed the kree girl by the throat and dragged her into the nearest private booth, causing a commotion among the other customers in the club. Peter barely had time to react when she had her pressed against the wall with a dagger in her neck.

"what the fuck are you doing?!" Peter demanded at her unexpected outburst.

"You were taking too long.”

"I was just getting started! I had her right where I wanted!"

"Where? Your bed?” She scoffed, eyeing him up and down. “That was your strategy? Say fancy words so she can open her legs.”

“it works better than putting a knife to her throat!”

“But it’s faster. We don’t have time for your stupid games, Star Lord.” She turned to the girl, pressing the blade deeper into the girls neck. “Now you’re going to talk, or your head will be rolling on the floor.”

Peter let out a strangled grunt, throwing an arm in exasperation. “You’re scaring her. Let me do the talking.”

“No, you two talked enough already.”

Peter stared at her with a frown and a raised eyebrow. “Wha—that was the plan! We talked about it on the ship! I have a more friendly face than you bunch of psychopaths!”

“Oooh, cmon! You just want to hook up with her!”

“And?! If that means it’ll get us the info I wouldn’t care having a bit of fun!” He paused when he realized, eyes going wide. “Wooah, hold on are you jealous?!”

She did her best to put on the most mortified expression. “We are trying to dismantle a slaving network and you think I’m jealous?”

“You sound like you are…” The girl mumbled in fear. And Nebula gave her another growl, the blade finally drawing blood.

“You shut up!”

headcanon: i don't buy that Hunter doesn't know or at least hasn't heard about crushes or other romance aspects of life. He had a big position in the Emperor's Coven, with lots of tasks to do outside the castle like. He goes outside. He touches grass. He likes to study and observe the world around him. There is no doubt that he hasn't at least seen two lovebirds being all gooey while he was one of his missions.

But the funny thing is, since he was so far away removed from that type of relationships, he only knows those things in theory. He doesn't realize that he has a crush at first, he just. Assumes that everybody feels that way about her because... Cmon. Its Willow we are talking about.

I can already see the whole thing: him, Luz, Gus and Amity watching a rom-com of some sort and Hunter is just scoffing at the whole deal, saying that he doesn't have time for something like that. Then Willow walks in and he gets all flustered and starts tripping in his own words, and as soon as she walks out, Luz states that he clearly doesn't know what a crush is, and proceeds to describe to him all the things he feels but he's all like "Yeah? What's your point? You don't feel that too?"

"No??? Why would we??"

"Because?? It's Willow??" he is completely shocked at this point. "She's cool, and strong, and kind, and smart and pretty, and oh my titan I have a crush on her."

On another note, Willow goes completely batshit crazy when she realizes she likes Hunter. He could draw out a simple smile and she goes completely nuts. He drives her nuts. She goes full on Meilin Lee mode, doing little doodles of him in secret, going all "hubba hubba" and stomping her foot on the ground like that rabbit from Bambi, and coming up with the most insane romantic scenarios with him. Eventually, while her friends are teasing about her denial, she finally caves in and admits very loudly that yes, she does have a big fat crush on him, and she does wants to nibble all over his cute hot face, only to die of embarrasment when she finds out he was just outside in the hall and heard the whole thing.

(I realize that I way have gone a little too overboard on my rambling scenarios, and for that you have my most sincere apologies)

I've been staring at this ask for like an hour because I love it SO much that I hardly know how to respond.

Firstly YEAH. I keep talking about this but Hunter is a lot less socially clueless than people presume. He's shown in Eclipse Lake to know what a girlfriend is. He's not confused, he doesn't ask any questions and he knows enough about romantic relationships to understand that it means "someone who thinks you're special" Like he gets it in theory. He's never been involved with the whole thing but it's pretty straightforward as far as he's concerned.

And like yeah he's absolutely been out and about during missions and has explored the Boiling Isles and has probably interacted with plenty of people to get a get a halfway decent social understanding. But it's also worth mentioning that before he became Golden Guard, Hunter was a scout. Scouts seem to operate mostly in groups of two or more and are shown to be pretty much regular people who have casual conversations with each other. Plus judging from Hunter's interactions with Steve, he's on a pretty friendly basis with at least some if not most scouts. So like. Hunter was absolutely grouped in with other scouts during his childhood to preteen years and he listened to them chitchat about crushes and the like. He thought it was annoying and gross and probably made fun of them for it but from a developmental sense it helped him a lot in the long run.

But yeah he has completely detached himself from all that romantic stuff cuz at some point he decided it's only for foolish spacecases.

So he will not recognize his crush on Willow for like the longest time. Like he absolutely doesn't recognize it right now in the show itself. He knows deep down. Like deep deep down but he's so good at Not Thinking About Stuff that he doesn't want to think about. Hunter is brilliant at mental gymnastics. So he's come up with his own reasonable conclusions over why he acts so weird with her. Like. She is undeniably the single most cool powerful witch he has ever met in his life. He's never known anybody like Willow. And this mind-blowingly awesome girl is his FRIEND?? HOLY FUCK. Like OF COURSE he's on edge around her. Of course he wants to impress her. Of course he wants to keep her in his life. Being so jittery and in awe that she exists just makes sense to him. His brain is chanting "don't fuck this up, don't fuck this up, don't fuck this up, don't fuck this up," at all times. He's also convinced himself that someone being insanely pretty is like a normal reason to want to to be their totally platonic friend. Like bro???

And its obvious he likes her. Like so obvious and it probably would only take something tiny for him to realize it like Luz tipping him off and he's like WAIT!!! HOLD UP!!! HOLY FUCK YOURE RIGHT!!! And then he's going insane wondering how he managed to NOT notice that he had a huge crush all this time. Like he can acknowledge NOW that it was obvious so hes just pacing back and forth and gripping at his hair like "how'd I miss that? The fuck is wrong with me?"

AND OH MY GOD FUCKING FERAL CARTOONY LOVESTRUCK WILLOW IS SO FUNNY IM OBSESSED WITH IT!!! I fully support this little girl's Titan given right to be cringe on main. Like PLEASE she is a loser in my heart. The way you describe this is hilarious to me. THE FUCKING RABBIT FROM BAMBI, I SEE IT, I SEE YOUR VISION HERE

I mean in my head she's definitely very good at keeping it to a minimum when Hunter is around, yknow? Like she definitely blushes and smiles a little too much and giggles for no reason and its probably noticeable to anyone observant enough but she's not quite as pathetically obvious as Hunter is. But like. There's a fucking riot inside her head whenever he smiles. Kicking and screaming and biting and setting shit on fire. She is unhinged but very good at not letting it show. Unless he laughs. Then she might have to leave the room for a moment to have a gay little meltdown. MAYBE.

God the idea of her climbing under her bed where nobody can see her and doodling him in her notebook. SO TRUE. On all levels except physical, Hunter is a member of a grossly saccharine boyband from the 90s and Willow is lovingly cutting his face out of magazines and making a collage of him on the inside of her closet door. I don't take constructive criticism on this take.

The idea of her miraculously managing to keep this to herself and not be a complete mess in public over it but then it just keeps building and building and Hunter just becomes way too much and he starts smiling and laughing more and more frequently and eventually Willow explodes in front of Luz and Amity.

"YES I HAVE A CRUSH ON THE WEIRD PRETTY BOY!!! YES I WANNA KISS HIS DUMB HOT FACE!!! YES I WANNA HOLD HIS STUPID SWEATY HAND!!!! YES I WANT TO SCOOP HIM UP AND SPIN HIM AROUND!!!!! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW??? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR???"

Yes girl go apeshit. I am a HUGE fan of Willow loser behavior. Thank you so much for this ask. The images it put in my head are unmatched.

NNT Rewatch s2ep7-12 !!

(Still from my drafts! Just moved back to college yesterday and today and classes start tomorrow. Wish me luck! My schedule sucks this year so I'll need it lol)

man this is flying by!! but lucky me, the druids’ holy land arc is one of my favorites

King learning throughout this season that not only does he need the other Sins, but they need and love him is so sweet. I just love the character development they all go thru this season

draw him like one of your french girls ~~

I love that Matrona has purple eyes like Diane, the small details really make it

I actually NEED to know what Monspeet and Meliodas’s relationship was prior to his betrayal. “I can’t believe HE’S the one who sensed us” ?? Whats that about🤨 also zeldris and monspeet seem to have been in good terms, like were they all friends?

I don’t know how its possible, but Monspeet’s voice is even hotter in spanish

I love that despite galand not being able to lie, they still don’t believe his stories lol

KAJSDKWUDFL I forgot how shocked i was with the reveal that Merlin stole Mel’s power i just love the druid training arc sm

theyre so silly i love them

do we know why jenna and zaneri don’t have wings? are they just hidden with magic or something??

okie so apparently they’re just inhabiting human bodies and their real bodies had wings. found this on the wiki, do we know where the info comes from?

WAIT do jenna and zaneri know elizabeth?? Like KNOW her?

HAHAHA this part always destroys me

ngl the best thing seven deadly sins as an narrative does is portray the intense agony and trauma from mel and ellie’s curses

anyway... the fact that Meliodas and Zaratras were of equal rank when they met is kinda funny

the absolute horror on meliodas’s face when he hears liz is just PERFECT

liz is so slay she’s everything i want elizabeth liones to be

King: uhh hey jenna...🥺 what are you planning to have us do in there😓

Jenna: isnt it obvious??? 🤨 rigorous training 😤😤

the way they cut btwn scenes of meliodas abt to lose it and him and liz being happy is just so well done

I love that they were trying to get Meliodas to abandon his emotions to keep his rage in check and then when he actually has no emotions we find out that he’s straight up evil and much, MUCH worse than before lol

the tears pooling on their insanely pointy chins always gets me lol. but also mel just violently sobbing and then suddenly being fine. Mans has serious issues with repression that can def be drawn to his daddy issues

BAN/ZHIVAGO ARC😭😭😭 a few observations: Ban is very clearly influenced by Zhivago’s style, like the clothes are so similar, the fact that they sent Ban to Aberdeen prison and his favorite is Aberdeen ale makes me think he associates it with his dad, Zhivago was hot, Ban mirrors Zhivago’s words to him to Elaine, Zhivago tells Ban to never trust humans and the only humans he ends up trusting are Escanor and Jericho, zhivago has lived in misery about the deaths of his children for almost 40 years :(

idk why this is one of my fave arcs it’s literally just angst lol

gil and howzer as boyfriends. Discuss.

seeing gowther fight hand to hand is actually pretty cool, i had assumed he was weak like king but he can hold his own

how did king not clue in when galand literally opened with “Meliodas its been such a long time” like BABE CMON

BAN TELLING JERICHO SHE’S HIS WALLET 😭😭

meliodas just mocking king for his lack of wings is always funny. nothing like a dick joke to make you feel better after Zhivago’s death

I HAVE to do a meliodas self hatred/relationship to being a demon post, i have so many thots

I LOVE WHEN HE GOES TO SEE THE 10 COMMANDMENTS HES SO BADASS

monspeet shielding Derieri from the rocks with his cape🥺

melascula is so sassy i love her

estarossa is my deranged babygirl i love him. that fucking freak

I JUST KNOW TAIZOO AND THAT LITTLE TWINK ARE FUCKING

taizoo is a bottom.

meliodas somehow has 15 year old rizz. like the fucking blond boys.

(not so) fun fact: Elaine is my mom’s name so its a little weird

nakaba’s size kind seriously needs to be studied

ESCANORRRRRR

okie doke that’s it join us next time !!

You should draw more silly stuff

(Lightbulb x Paintbrush)

This is my first fanfic so it's probably not very good. I also have no idea how to format this post. I'm just gonna do whatever feels right I guess.

Rating: general audiences

Tags: fluff, one-shot, talking about art too much

Summary: Paintbrush and Lightbulb paint together

Lightbulb stood in the doorway of the art room, watching Paintbrush paint. Paintbrush looked so focused, like the entire world around them disappeared. Lightbulb watched, mesmerized by each stroke of the brush. For whatever reason, Paintbrush looked so beautiful when they painted, it sent Lightbulb into a hazy trance. She snapped out of it as she realized she was kinda being a creep. She slowly walked up to paintbrush, trying not to startle them.

"Watchu painting?" she asked

Paintbrush's trance was broken. "It's supposed to be a sunset, but it's not really turning out right"

"Well it's definitely better that anything I could do!" Lightbulb said reassuringly. "You're art is so amazing! I wish I could paint, but I can't even draw a stick figure."

paintbrush noticed her looking at the ground, with a slightly sad smile. "you wanna paint something?"

"Really? I don't know. I'm no good at art stuff" lightbulb said awkwardly.

"You don't have to be good at it! Tou just have to enjoy it!" Paintbrush stood up and grabbed a blank canvas. They moved the canvas they were working on to the side, and replaced it with the fresh canvas. "Come on! Let's paint something!" Paintbrush gestured to the seat infront of the canvas.

Lightbulb hesitantly sat down and grabbed a brush and stared at the canvas. "I don't even know what to draw!"

paintbrush thought for a second. "How about Baxter!"

Lightbulb smiled. "Yeah! That's a bright idea Painty!"

The faint sound of knee slap could be heard in the distance

Lightbulb dipped her brush in red paint and began to draw a big circle on the canvas. Then she started adding little legs followed by claws, but it started looking a little wonky. "Oh geez, that looks nothing like a crab. That's a rab!" she giggled

Paintbrush laughed softly and said "No I think it looks fine!"

Lightbulb started getting more invested in the painting and began really enjoying herself. "I'm gonna put a whole bunch of hearts around him cus I love him!" she said happily.

Paintbrush smiled at her silliness. "Yeah I think that would look really cute!"

"Man Painty, you were right. Art is super fun!" Lightbulb said, still adding hearts to her painting.

"That's what art's all about" Paintbrush said, with a hint of passion in their voice

"Then how come you always get stressed out when you paint?" Lightbulb asked genuinely, now turning to look at Paintbrush.

Paintbrush was taken aback by Lightbulb's words. She had brought up a good point. In all this time stressing over how the art works, they've lost sight of why they're doing it in the first place! "Well it's not that I don't like painting. It's just that I really want my art to look good! I have a lot of big ideas and it's hard to get them out on paper..." Paintbrush trailed off.

Lightbulb got some red paint on her finger and dabbed a bit of it on Paintbrush's face. This instantly pulled Paintbrush out of their thoughts. Lightbulb smiled at them lovingly. "You should paint silly stuff more often! cmon, let's paint together!"

Paintbrush felt their heart skip a beat. Lightbulb really was perfect in every way. Paintbrush smiled, then set up a painting station right across from Lightbulb. They dipped their brush in yellow paint, and drew a circle on their canvas.

Nearly 2 hours passed, during this time, Lightbulb had made several drawings, but Paintbrush continued working on the same peice the whole time. Finally, Paintbrush anannounce"finished!"

Lightbulb excitedly rushed over to see what they drew, but when she saw it, she was shocked. It was a painting of her. It was beautiful and detailed. The lines were soft, the color palette was pleasing to the eye, and the lighting was so warm. the whole peice felt, comforting.

"It's me?" were all the words Lightbulb could muster up.

Paintbrush smiled, but was looking down at the ground shyly and heavily blushing. "I wanted to draw something that made me happy! so..."

Lightbulb just stared at them, the blush slowly covering her whole face. She felt like she just got stabbed in the heart, but in a good way? She felt like she was glowing. Actually she was glowing. She literally lit up. She suddenly blurted out "Paintbrush I love you" in a startlingly matter of fact tone.

Paintbrush's bristles suddenly started to spark with flames as their whole face turned red. "Really?" they asked in disbelief.

Lightbulb snapped out of it and realized what she said and panic set it. "OMGA! I can't believe I just said that! I'm sorry i-"

Lightbulb was cut off by Paintbrush quickly standing up and grabbing her shoulders. "Can I kiss you!?" Paintbrush asked bluntly.

"YES!" Lightbulb answered quickly before passionately kissing Paintbrush, who immediately reciprocated. Paintbrush's head went full fire mode as they wrapped their arms around Lightbulb, who was still glowing. They pulled away from the kiss, silently looking into eachothers eyes, and holding eachother for a moment.

Paintbrush broke the silence by quietly laughing and saying "We should probably go to bed.... it's 3 a.m"

Lightbulb giggled "Yeah you're right" they let go of eachother "We should paint together again sometime"

"Yeah" said Paintbrush "I would like that"

Alright before I head into the finale episode…

This is the first time I would call this show cringe. Look. It’s hard, I know, trying to translate kickass fight scenes into shoddy live action with young actors that are already pretty stiff… But yeesh. 😬 Katara vs Paku. I’ve been trying to avoid negativity for this show (so. Everything about it. Any spoilers at all.), but I did accidentally glance someone saying this fight sucked bc it lacked Katara’s rage, and I wholeheartedly agree. What they’re doing with Sokka’s character isn’t all that bad but I feel like they’re really missing the mark with Katara.

Also,

Yue.

Why……..why does she look like that. 😬😬😬 The wardrobe department has been killing it thus far why does her wig look so much like a wig. Something’s wrong with it. Also, fuck you her hair is white. Not silver. >:T OH THATS IT. HER FUCKIN EYES!!! WHERE ARE HER ETHEREAL MOON BLUE EYES!!!

I’m Big Mad about this bc I’m Gay and I Love Yue, and this version isn’t doing it for me. But also…. ashtwbsgsgtffwb 🫱they gave her and sokka a better in.

But they also took away the Tragic™️ backstory that fuels her sacrifice. 🫲

🫱but they gave her more agency in her life

She’s a bender now???🫲

🫱also sokka. Man. Cmon. You know I’m a diehard yukka shipper (and tokka and zukka but that’s neither here nor there), but you had chemistry with suki this time! She was down bad for you! What’re you doing?? And what’s with the other offhanded girlies you were mentioning in that bad-paced cold open the other episode? It worked in the cartoon bc suki taught you to Respect Women but not much else. You shits actually like, bonded this time. Like okay, you’ve been given more and possibly better reasons to crush on Yue, but in doing so…Yue has stupid ass reasons to like you. Y’all let Sokka say “ass” but draw the line at him having an affair with the princess?? The wholeass point was that he brings freedom and agency into her life! That’s what makes her sacrifice so tragic! But now, by “solving” her agency issues, they’ve gutted the interpersonal relationship of these characters! Damn! That’s what this whole adaptation is! Like I do not for a second believe that Aang is actually close friends with Katara and Sokka. I think he’s spent more time bonding with Zuko than anything. And where’s the crush!! Fuck you, I like kataang! And that’s like a huge part of their interpersonal drama! It’s part of their bonding as lifelong friends! Was the secret tunnel sibling thing fun? Sure. But where was Aang? Not even there! This is what I mean! This is great for establishing the sibling relationship between Katara and Sokka, but Aang isn’t even with them most of the time! They barely feel like roommates! Acquaintances! COWORKERS!! I will take a thousand cringey 12-year-with-a-crush interactions over whatever this is!

Could you do for headcanons - 3 and 4 for your runner 5 ? :)

HIIII (immense sobbing) (I love them they’re my favorites)

Dynamic trio headcanons (Spoilers for s2 finale btw!)

Yyyep you read that right; 3 4 5, triple threat agency in my BRAIN!! I love to talk about 5am but i honestly feel like 345 would be the best trio in the runner pile! I also think they’re closer in age—somewhere from early twenties to mid-twenties. Idk their canon ages but both Jody and Simon sound around 23-25 to me, and my Five is 22-24.

Jody and Simon are polar opposites and Five is a sponge. Y’know how Simon is all mister Jokes and Funny guy while Jody is a lot more ohhh nooooo zombies brlughg? My Five is a recluse so I feel like this trio will only form in s2, after Sam finally gets through them after AVITD! But even then, my Five is selectively mute and has a hard time socializing, so they’re quiet and would listen to Jody and Simon bicker 95% of the time.

But you know Simon. He’s chatty and funny and always easy going; Five would hate it at the start but they’ll warm up to it eventually. I also think Simon is touchy and my Five is touch averse so they would REALLY hate to be around this guy at first. Jody is a lot more gentle and understanding in a sense. Sure, Five has a notorious record of ignoring everyone at their first few weeks in Abel (they are the type to leave you mid-conversation if you say or do something they don’t like), but Five has let Jody talk longer than everyone else. She’s really nice, y’know? Though Five hates feminine words/pronouns about them so as soon as Jody slips (not her fault though, since my Five hasn’t really communicated that they don’t like fem words), they leave.

Well, premise is that Five eventually joins conversations by being there. Bit by bit. In missions, and then inside Abel when they’re not all busy. Simon would totally swoop in and eat on Runner Five’s table at lunch/dinner to chat them up since he’d be so eager to get through them (bc really, how dare you ignore Simon?? LMAO?? He’s funny and COOL five cmon now get with the program!) In the first few tries, Five gets up and leaves. And then eventually they begrudgingly stay because Simon begs them to hear him out and that he just wants a fun little chat. They got off on the wrong foot but Five eventually happily sits there to hear him out—new song, new story, etc. Stories are fun and Simon is charming. Eventually, Jody joins in, and over time it becomes a little tradition to join Five when they’re alone and chat them up even if they don’t respond as much, or at all. When you’re someone with the reputation of leaving conversations, Jody appreciates their presence alone and Simon would joke about it. “Oh, Runner Five, could’ve told us you were mute and like gender neutral stuff y’know?” And then their bickering starts as soon as Jody swoops in to defend them.

When Five finally starts learning how to sign (thanks to Evan finding a sign language book and giving it to them so they could communicate better), they join the conversations bit by bit. Five can’t sign that fast yet but the two would wait them out before continuing. Five would reference past conversations and it turns out they’re a reservoir of information and memories and conversations. I bet Simon would use them as a backlog to win bets whatsoever. Jody would eventually teach them how to knit or sew 🥹🥹 and then she’d probably let them know how she thought Five was intimidating at first, and that it’s thanks to Sam for figuring out their hard edges so that she knows what to, or what not to, refer or talk to them with. Five likes to draw Jody and Simon chatting and bickering about (apart from all the other pages full of Sam ofc) but they don’t show this to them at all. Only Sam has seen the notebook. My Five is very shy about the drawings.

In missions together, like the whole whack-a-mole thing (s2 side missions), Simon and Five will UNFORTUNATELY do their best to beat the current highscore. Jody would be the one sensible mf who holds the single braincell in the trio but she eventually joins them “Just so they’d be done faster”.

Simon would be the one to call out Five’s specific interest towards Sam and Jody will be the one to hypothesize if it’s a crush or more. The both of them are their best wingmen—with Simon eventually branching out to poking Sam to make a move and Jody taking Five away for private advice and some tips on Sam Yao’s likes and dislikes. Hell, she might also teach them how to sew a new hoodie, or knit a cute little beanie for cold days or nights.

Five’s first words to Jody is something like “you’re a good person”, and it just comes out randomly. Maybe while sewing together somewhere private.

Five’s first words to Simon isn’t really a sentence—it’s just a full-on laughter fit. And then they tell him he’s ridiculous. This is the first time Five would’ve laughed (apart from light giggles within Sam’s presence and jokes).

When Simon turns out to be the traitor, Five takes it really hard. They did find a friend in him and is 100% sure he was coerced into betraying Abel. They’re also empathetic with his decision but that’s overshadowed with anger—towards Van Ark, the apocalypse, Simon himself. If they had the option to talk to Simon when Jamie confronted him, they’d ask him—verbally—why. They’d want to hear him out no matter how long it takes. They’d stay there and just absorb his side of the ordeal. But Five isn’t good at regulating wrath so regardless of what he says, they might also be the one to beat up Simon into a pulp instead of Jamie—and then give him a weapon as a final “I care about you, but you fucked everything up and I can’t trust you anymore.” Then leave him out there like Jamie did. The key difference is that Jamie did it for Archie’s sake and revenge; Five would do it for their own feelings and to relieve the frustration feel. The other half of that murky feeling goes into exploding Van Ark’a last chopper down.