#the drawing isn't bad dw

[luveline]

Congrats on 40k Jade! Also hi, I hope you're having a great day (I'm really nervous this is my first time sending in a request I'm so sorry if I sound weird)

𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐨𝐤 —send me a hurt/comfort request for any reader and any character and I'll write a ficlet, 2k or less

Can I request a reader that has a bit of a temper and got told that no one would like her because of it so she's a bit insecure about herself? My favourite character is James so maybe with him or with Remus whichever you prefer (and they reassure her and it's awesome because your writing is just so awesome)

Congrats again <3

luveline's 40k party ☆ thank you so much, you didn't sound weird at all dw ♡ fem!reader

The day has been long, your feet dragging up the steps to Remus' flat. His door sticks and the only radiator that doesn't need bleeding is the one in his bedroom, so it's cold, and you're irked. You kick out of your pinching shoes and hang your jacket up, which falls on the floor. You pick it up and it falls again. Huffing, you put it on the sideboard and trudge down the hallway to Remus bedroom. 

"Hello, my lovely," he says without looking up. 

There's a notebook in his lap. He's wearing his reading glasses. If you were in a better mood you'd try to distract him by laying across his thighs. As it stands, you're fucking exhausted. You flop down in his bed and curl towards him where he's sitting against the headboard. 

"Tired?" he asks. 

"Mm." Tired isn't the right word, but the right word makes people cringe at you. 

Today has been awful and you hate the part of you that wants to rail about it. You can't help how you feel; this anger glows molten. It makes you hate yourself, which irks you worse. You grab one of his pillows and pull it against your chest to squeeze it until your arms hurt. 

"Bad day?" he asks, pen scratching.

You exhale. "A bit," you say into the pillowcase. 

"Sorry, dovey," he says. There's the sound of paper leaves catching against one another and the clink of a pen put away. "What did you say? I needed to finish writing that edit down before I forgot."

You're not mad at him in particular but your voice comes out tightly strung anyhow, "I said it was a bit of a bad day."

Remus hears your tone and refuses to skirt around the issue. Not from a want to be confrontational, but a direct way of going about things. "What, are you mad at me?" 

"No," you say, turning away from him. 

"You seem mad." 

"I think I am." 

"Well, now you don't sound mad," he says, dipping down to talk into the back of your neck. "Now you sound upset. Have I upset you?" 

"No, Remus," you say. Mad to sad to mad again, your shoulder and spine ache with rigidity. 

All his questions didn't make you mad, but you were mad to begin with, and so what might usually be very normal turns to irritating. In the moment, you've no hope of controlling it, and, not wanting to further subject Remus to any misdirected annoyance, you shuffle out of his reach. "I just need a minute," you say. 

Remus is used to your temper, though you often worry he'll grow tired of you and your big moods and throw in the towel. You count useless numbers in your head and curl your fists into balls until your bones feel like they're too big for your skin, wanting to deal with it alone. 

A minute or two later and Remus reaches for your side. "I was trying to lighten the mood, and it wasn't my best work," he says, tip of his thumb drawing semi circles into your shirt. 

Remus taking the blame for your emotions has you frowning, rabbit-holing into twisting thoughts. He's always been good for you and good to you, accepting of your short fuse. He's not always sunshine and lollipops himself. But, he's not angry half as often as you are. Does that bother him? People have said to you before that your temper will be the ruining of a good thing, that Remus won't want to deal with it. And it makes sense. 

You don't want to deal with it either. You don't really feel like you have much choice when it comes to being mad. 

"Sorry," you mumble. 

Mattress springs groan as he leverages himself closer to you. Familiar, his hand sneaks under your shirt to tickle the soft roll of your stomach. He draws a slow and winding line with no end nor goal in mind, uncaring of the pouch you get laying down. Remus doesn't really care about anything that could be marked superficial. It's one of the many reasons that he's markedly the best person you know; he loves everything that you hate about yourself without hesitation. Like your anger. 

"Do you want to set a rule?" he asks. 

"Pardon?"

"Humour me. Let's make a condition before we have this conversation." Remus stops drawing to slide his hand between your hip and the mattress, hugging you to him. "I'll assume you're not mad at me even if you sound angry, and you can assume I don't mind." 

"Do you mind?" you ask. 

"Well, I don't love when you're angry, but I know it isn't at me so it won't matter." 

Reassured enough to face him, you meet his eyes. 

"I know I have a tendency to make it sound like I'm angry at you when I'm really mad at someone else," you say. 

"That's not true. And I ask, don't I? If I think you're mad at me?" Remus' already dulcet voice drops to a murmur, words said slowly and with as much care as a person can put into words alone, "I don't know why you feel like you're such a bad person for being angry." 

"Because it's all the time," you say. Your throat burns with the effort that it takes to stay intelligible. 

"It's not all the time." 

"It's often, and it's not fair to you." 

"It's not fair to take it out on other people, and I promise you I'd let you know if you were doing that. So… could you just tell me why you're mad? Without worrying I'll take it personally." 

"It's not about taking it personally, I don't want you to take it personally, but it's just– it's just ugly, isn't it?" 

Remus frowns. "Honestly? I don't think so. You have to be angry sometimes. Everyone gets angry and those feelings need somewhere to go, or it'll eat you up inside and make you bitter instead. Like… okay, he'll forgive me for telling you this, but Sirius used to get into these awful angry tirades where he'd shout at nothing, you know? And I hated seeing him do it, but I wasn't sitting there thinking he was ugly for it. I just kind of hated that something was able to occupy him so heavily. And that's how I feel about it when it happens to you, dove." 

"He used to?" you ask, the bridge of your nose flat to his knee. 

"Yeah, he did." Remus pushes your shoulder flat to the bed beneath you and leans in to give you a kiss. The corner of your mouth takes the brunt of it. 

"Did you kiss him like this, or–" 

Remus laughs and hugs you, "A discussion for another day," he murmurs. He gives you a last kiss and squeeze and then sits up. "So shout at me." 

"I don't want to shout at you." 

"You know what I mean. Tell me what pissed you off today." 

"Are you sure?" you ask. 

"Yeah, I'm sure, I like the way your eyes look anyways, when you get riled up." Remus finds your hand to hold. "Tell me, dove. I'll be angry with you."

#remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x fem!reader #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x y/n #marauders era #remus x reader #remus x you #marauders #remus lupin drabble #remus lupin blurb #marauders x reader #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin fanfic #remus lupin fanfiction #the marauders #luveline's 40k party

[reds-skull]

Fic recs - oneshots

So I wanted to post some fic links since I got a very long list. Some of them are very well known but many deserve more attention. And I see people asking for recs in the tags all the time so I figured a few will like them.

[also I always like this kind of posts lol]

Like I said I have way too many links (last time I counted it was 200 but that was months ago...) so I'll make a couple of posts if anyone is interested.

also this is almost exclusively ghostsoap since those are the kind of oneshots I read, apparently.

Starting off with (some of the) sfw oneshots:

Peace by Metrokid - Ghost dies and has a chat with death (it ends up well dw!)

Pencil Scratches and Ink by Fluffykitty9000 - Ghost thinks Soap loves someone else and shuts him out; Soap thinks the worst.

A Lesson in Trust by mothbeast - Ghost never revealed his face to Soap and Soap feels hurt by it.

He has to Break by GalacticKraken - Ghost has to torture Soap in a mock interrogation, but he refuses to break.

(Don't) Need You to Protect Me by FreeToWriteForMe - Ghost is down, and Soap risks his life to save him. Ghost is pissed.

Beautiful Boy (To my eyes only) by Whyhellotherefriend - Ghost knew he was beyond the ability to be loved. When he starts pulling away, Soap has to do something.

You shine like the moon and the stars in the sky by C0nfused_cactus99 - Soap hasn't been sleeping much and after a mission gone wrong Ghost finds out why.

A Quiet Kind of Caring by bailish - Soap finds Ghost taken down with the flu, and feels the need to take care of him.

Broken Habits by bailish - Ghost finds Soap struggling with his greasepaint on his way to a mission, and decides to help.

Shadow of Him by goth_iterations - Ghost finds Soap's journal, and is pleasantly surprised at what he finds.

Grab On To Me by peachytea - 5 times Ghost grabbed Soap by his tac vest and 1 time Soap grabbed Ghost.

"Draw Me Like One Of Your French Girls" by SonTi - Ghost stumbles upon Soap drawing. The memory haunts him and he's intent to get to see it at least one more time (this isn't nsfw despite the title lol)

How dare you love me (like you've never known fear) by itwillcomeback (MandoKain) - 5 times Soap sang for others, and 1 time someone sang his own song back to him.

the broken dam & the starving hearts by iiruwu - Ghost has a bad habit of getting drunk and calling for Soap to take him home (this one is hurt no comfort btw)

Burn Bright by orphan_account - Ghost gets triggered in the shower after a mission, thankfully someone can always pull him out.

Place To Rest My Head by Louffox - Soap disappeared after an exhausting mission and Ghost went looking for him.

Slipping Up by ElizaStyx, starryathame - Soap gets drunk after a harrowing mission and accidentally confesses a bit too much to Ghost.

Warm Me to My Core by EmpressCirque - Soap and Ghost have to share body heat. Simon realizes he might love Johnny.

To be a Fire by Hallow_fiend - Soap and Ghost get sent into the heart of Siberia and have to face an enemy they can't fight alone.

Heatstroke Heartbreaks by Cutleryy - Soap gets attacked by dogs and Ghost and him have to face a sandstorm (this is technically one chapter but it's 20k words. Extremely good though)

Alright that's enough for one post, this is about half of them. If any of the links don't work or if anyone is interested in more, don't be afraid to say so!

#call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #ghostsoap #ghoap #fic recs #im having a shit time irl so im doing stuff ive been procrastinating on for months to distract myself #and nothing like cataloging hundreds of links to do that

[realkavehgf]

♡ I must confess...

a/n: I said I was gonna take a break but since I impulsively made this self-indulgent fic, I might as well share my cringe to the world!! AHAHA I finished and proofread at 3am so you might see a few errors here and there. This is a late Valentine's fic! I was supposed to finish this on the day itself but school...

!!! I am not a writer, I mainly draw artworks, so this isn't as good as the others out there, but enjoy the product of my lil brain!

content: 1.3+k words, reader pov focused, reader confesses, reader is an absolute simp for kaveh(cough), a part that implies that reader draws, giving kaveh cookies, kaveh is a pretty popular guy, fluff, just fluff. not sure if it's ooc but it's not that bad if it is! friends to lovers, kavehxgn!reader, modern HS au! Self-indulgent, but it's pretty much general so dw!

Fic under the cut! (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

After school, holding a small box of cookies and a Valentine's card behind your back, you prepped yourself. Today was the day. Today, you were going to tell your best friend that you liked him— that you really, really liked him.

Waiting outside in the courtyard, standing near the bench that you two would usually sit and hang out on, you waited to see that pretty boy blond that made your heart skip a beat for every little thing he did with you... Probably excluding the nagging he would do every so often when he was worried about you.

After a while, he called out to you, "I'm here! Sorry for the wait!" momentarily rendering you frozen in place. His bright voice ringing out, slightly out of breath.

Kaveh sat beside you with a smile, arms full of chocolatey sweets. "There were some people who gave me a few things on the way here... And I couldn't really refuse them, you know." He tittered awkwardly.

It was to be expected for someone like him to receive confessions, treats, and whatnot during this special day — he was kind, considerate... and, you could say that he was well liked by those who knew him.

He placed the chocolates and letters on the bench carefully, and... You were going to add to the amount of treats he was going to have to finish. Hesitance took root, you gulped. Palms starting to get sweaty as your heart pounded in your chest, and all of that... Just because he was there.

"Kaveh..." You muttered, before clearing your throat, hands firmly behind your back as you faced him, "I have something to tell you."

He blinked, caught off guard. "Oh? Um, what is it...?" obvious that he was drawing conclusions in his mind — his cheeks were growing redder and redder by the second. As always, being an open book whenever he was with you.

Though, from that reaction of his... Could it be?

"You probably already know what I was going to tell you..." you grumbled under your breath, turning your head to look at something else, your face burning from embarrassment.

"No, no..." He spoke up, voice softening, "Tell me."

This guy is going to cause you a heart attack one of these days, damn it! Speaking oh-so gently... You could only imagine his expression as he watched you squirm about, eyes glued on the nearby trash bins trying to calm down.

"Alright, I..." You started, "I-" you stuttered, "I...!" oh, you just couldn't!

You heard him come a little bit closer, making your heart drop to your stomach. "Look at me." He spoke firmly, yet tenderly.

Slowly, you turned to face him, finding a visage that reflected your own — a blushing mess. "That- that's better..." He whispered, giving you a bashful little smile.

You let out a soft whimper as you two locked eyes... Oh that ruby gaze you could just get lost in— no, no, damn it. Damn it all! Why is he like this?!

"Okay, okay..." You took a deep breath, closing your eyes, showing him the gifts you had prepared. "I... like you." Voice growing weaker with each word that you let out.

And there it was — the feelings you held in for months on end, out of the bag.

A few moments of silence ensued, the beating of your heart growing louder, almost deafening in your ears—

Until you felt a pair of arms wrapping around you, squeezing you tight. Not even taking the gifts first, huh....

He giggled, sighing of relief, refusing to show you his face. "I hope you're sure about that..." He muttered, letting his warmth envelop you, hiding his face from you. Your legs trembling from the sensation.

"Uh- mhm, I'm sure." You reassured him, unable to return the fluffy embrace as, well, you were holding the box of cookies and card in both your hands.

He pulled back slightly, glancing at the things you made him, "Oh, right! Sorry, let me take these real quick." he said, taking the sweets and the card from your grasps.

Checking the card's contents, he chuckled, "'For you'... and, is this supposed to be me?" He asked, showing you the card that you made for him — and yes, that was him in all his doodled glory. It wasn't as good as his own silly scribbles, but that unwavering smile of his indicated that he didn't care, and he absolutely loved it.

He placed your gifts on the bench, separated from the rest that he received earlier. "Ahem," he cleared his throat. His hand on his face as he looked at you.

Silence... Before he'd walk back towards you, wrapping you with his arms once more. "Thank you... I... really like you too." He admitted awkwardly, hushed. "So, I'm... very happy." He continued, hearing his voice tremble ever so slightly.

You returned his hug with your own, squeezing him back. The butterflies in your stomach fluttering about rapidly — you couldn't help but to lean on him.

"I'm happy too..." You whispered back, basking in his affection, catching a whiff of his cologne mixed with the scent of the sunny day that went by... It tickled your nose in a good way.

...

"... You better not be crying," you quipped, as he didn't speak after a few seconds.

He scoffed, "Er- hmph, no I'm not." his voice coming out nasally, oh.

Wait, was he actually crying?!

You pulled away, catching a glimpse of his flushed face, tears of joy, you hoped, trickling down his cheeks.

"Hey, don't look at me—!" He managed to say with a chuckle, before getting cut off by you cupping his cheeks, and wiping his tears with your thumbs, causing him to look at you, wide-eyed.

"No, no, I'm gonna stare, and stare real hard." You teased, giving him a bright smile. His cheeks heating up even more from your words. "You're so dramatic sometimes—" You continued to joke, but now was his turn to catch you off guard.

He took one of your hands, and pressed a soft kiss on your knuckles, his lips lingering a little too long. Smiling charmingly afterwards despite him tearing up just a second ago.

You stared at him, flabbergasted, oh you definitely kept your word... He bested you yet again...! You grumbled, the thumping in your chest growing louder in your ears, but you couldn't look away from him.

This... is so unfair!!

"You were saying?" He let out a light laugh, "So cute..." he remarked, causing shivers to run up your spine.

"Damn it..." You pouted, pulling your hands away, and taking a few steps back. "That was so uncalled for..." you grumbled.

He merely laughed, "You've done worse, you know! I'm sorry!" before leading you to take a seat on the bench, next to the pile of sweets.

"Alright... Why don't we eat yours first?" He offered, taking the box you gave to him in his hand, looking at you for your approval.

Recovering from what just happened, you cleared your throat, "Sure, sure... I don't mind." flashing him a smile.

He nodded, opening the tin box of cookies, he beamed, "These look delicious..." he muttered, his eyes twinkling at the confections sitting on his lap.

He reached out his hand to you, offering you the first bite. Making your heart skip a beat — it wasn't the first time he offered you food, but when it's this setting...

"No, you eat it first!" You waved your hands dismissively, but stubborn as he was, he continued to offer it to you. Not taking no as an answer.

But to be fair, if you continued to resist, it'd turn into a back and forth of insisting the other should eat the biscuit first... So you accepted it, and took a bite.

"Mm." Unsurprisingly, it was good. You picked it out yourself, after all!

Seeing your reaction, Kaveh picked up a cookie as well, taking a bite. Hearing a delighted hum leave his lips, you let out a sigh of relief that you weren't aware you were holding.

You continued to look at him as he savored your gift with a smile.

Everything has calmed down, and both of you were aware about each other's feelings now. But whatever that would come next would be for tomorrow, because right now, both of you would savor this memorable moment — the taste of the sweetness of cookies, each other's company...

... And the brokenhearted admirers of Kaveh watching from afar.

#❥ | shindewriting #kaveh x y/n #kaveh x reader #genshin kaveh #genshin fluff #kaveh fluff #astronetwrk #wow holy shit late valentine's fic!!!!

[leebitkitty]

hi hi!!!! 👋👋👋👋👋

congrats on your 300 followers cutie heheheeeeee 🥳🥳🥳 I'm going to place my req nowaaksnjsns🏃‍♀️

so, soft!dom!lee know x brat!fem!reader😼 here's my idea: minho comes home from practice and finds her doing something that's forbidden. he also desperately needs a shower, so why doesn't he give his little brat a discipline in the bathroom???

alr, here are the prompts!!

23. "bold now, are we?

52. "let's save water by showering together, baby"

49. "what did i say about breaking the rules?"

39. "let's start off with touching here.."

I'm so excited to see what you brilliantly come up with and dw, don't rush or stress, I have lots of patience!!! 😽😽 tyyy

"i know what you were doing~"

pairing: soft!dom!minho x brat!fem!reader

note: eeee hihi!!!!!!!😄😄😄 tysm for requesting and this sounds like a fabulous idea HEHEJEHEHEJHD feel free to send more my friend!!!! i was desperately waiting for your ask

prompts:

🐱 23. "bold now, are we?"

🐱 52. "let's save water by showering together, baby."

🐱 49. "what did i say about breaking the rules?"

🐱 39. "let's start off with touching here.."

warnings: shower sex, oral f and m receiving, fingering, a tiny bit of tit play, orgasm denial, masturbation, use of word brat, cursing, pet name (baby), i think thats it

minors do not interact

minho was still in the dance practice room with his members, sweating his ass off like always. but he wanted to come home to you so bad, so he started packing up his bag and left.

meanwhile, you were in your room, incredibly needy and too hazy to even tell the time. the clock on the wall in your room clearly stated that minho was coming home soon, as he said he would be home a couple hours early because he always ends up missing you too much to actually complete his dance practice time.

you laid down in your bed, your fingers dragging across your skin, soon enough landing on your pussy, in which you still had your panties on. you immediately felt relief, letting a loud, drawn-out groan from your throat. you let yourself get lost in the feeling, rubbing your fingers fast on your clit and softly pinching your soft tits.

"minho.." you meekly whispered, thinking about how you wished he was here right now, touching you and whispering things in your ear only you two would tell eachother.

as if on cue, minho silently entered the house, not wanting to potentially wake you up from the nap you said you would be taking. he started walking upstairs to your shared bedroom.

he looked through the slit of the door, smirk immediately raising. just as you were getting close, minho entered in with a creak of the floor.

you immediately threw your blanket on top of you and sat up, trying to act nonchalant.

"o-oh! hi minho! how was p-practice?" you said, smiling and scratching your neck.

"don't try to change the subject, baby. i know what you were doing~" minho says, walking up to your bed.

"minho! it isn't what you think it is!" you say, leaning back towards the headrest.

you use this moment to really look at your boyfriend. his sweaty, dark red hair that's currently clung to his forehead, the soaked towel around his neck, and the soaked white t-shirt he was wearing. you could clearly see his perfectly defined abs and his beautiful pecs.

minho harshly drove you back to reality, hands snapping to the blanket and tearing it off of you.

"what did i say about breaking the rules?" he said, caressing your face.

you leaned into his caresses, closing your eyes and moving your head around his hand like a cat.

when minho could see he wasnt getting an answer from you, he lightly pinched your neck and repeated his question, drawing a tiny whimper from your mouth.

"what did i say about breaking the rules?" he repeated, lifting up your chin with one finger to look at him.

"t-to not break them or-.. or i'll be punished..." you shuddered.

"see? you do remember! now let's save water by showering together baby, i need to discipline my little brat."

you and minho got up from the bed, heading to the shower. after undressing, you both went in, the warm water making you much more hazy than you already were.

it was then you realized how hard minho really was, tip blazing red, standing proudly. you reached out to touch it, gently groping the tip.

minho couldnt help but force his eyes shut at your actions, but wasnt out of his mind just yet to submit to you.

"bold now, aren't we?" he said, swatting your wrist, stopping you from touching him further.

"brats don't get to touch dick." he said, pointing at you. "be patient."

"now, let's start off by touching here.." he says, dragging his fingers across your tits.

you threw your head back as he painfully treaded his fingers across your skin, touching everywhere but the one place you needed him most.

minho brings you closer to him, so that your back was on his chest. he skimmed his fingers to your folds, touching them and opening them continuously.

"please, minho, more.." you squeal, feeling his fingers so close to your aching and pulsing clit.

"shh.. its alright baby, let's be patient, hmm?" he hushes you, softly rubbing his fingers on your clit.

"you like that, my sweet baby?" he says calmly, kissing your open neck.

you felt pathetic. all you could do was whimper and moan mindlessly, but in all honesty, you really didn't care.

"o-oh fuck!" you yelped, "minho, minho i'm so close p-please let me-" your words were cut off by minho tearing his hand away from your clit.

"w-why'd you do that?!" you whined, legs still shaking.

"aww.. too bad. brats don't get to cum do they? you've been a bad girl today, breaking the rules, hm?" he says.

"i'll give you a deal. make me cum first, and i'll give you the best orgasm of your life. okay?" he says, giving you the sweetest smile.

your heart lept at the thought of feeling him in your hand and in your mouth.

you simply nodded as you turned around and crept down so you were face-to-face with his fully erect cock, red and angry.

you took him in your hand first and simply gave him tiny licks on the tip, his most sensitive spot to get him to cum quick.

minho whimpered at your actions, but suprised you by nearly slamming your head on his dick so that his entire length was in your mouth. he smiled as he threw his head back on the wall, letting out a string of curses.

"that didn't hurt, did it baby?" minho asks, letting the grip of his hand on your head go, allowing you to go at your own pace.

you slid your mouth off his dick, coughing with glossy eyes and wet lips smeared with precum as you let out a tiny little "no", voice hoarse.

"what a pretty sight. my little brat looks so pretty gagging on my dick." he said, pushing his length in your mouth gently, inch by inch.

you started pumping him with your mouth properly, hands stroking what you couldn't take and bobbing your head and looking up at him through your lashes.

his moans were on time with your mouth, eyes forced shut voice getting higher and sweeter, signaling he was close.

"fuck, i'm about to cum, take my load in your mouth like a good girl." he said, gripping your hair and thrusting in your mouth.

you moaned onto his length, the vibrations sending him into ecstasy.

he nearly rolled his eyes back at the feeling, ears a heavy blushing pink, so sensitive to the touch.

"fuck, ah, ah, ah!" he moaned, cumming in your mouth.

"such a good girl, you made me cum!" he says, pecking your lips with every word.

he pushed your body gently so your back was on the wall, him crouching down to in between your legs.

"now, time for your reward, hmm?" he smiles, mouth already on your puffy and sensitive clit.

you already felt like cumming as soon as he even licked you, but you tried to hold it in.

minho could tell you were already so close, so he inserted both his digits in you, smirking up at you.

"oh my god, minho, p-please let me cum! i'm so close please, please, please-" you rambled, hand on the wall as your legs continued shaking.

you gripped his hair as you came, eyes welling up and face red. he took his mouth off you and kissed you, moaning at the taste of your own pussy.

"such a good girl, cumming all over my mouth like that." minho says, already turning off the shower and turning on the bath.

"lets relax for a while. i'll bath you like the good girl you are."

© leebitkitty, 2023

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[pheliiaa]

the best in my eyes. ✐

✐ - stay in painting date with wilbur !

note - for @ax-y10 !! uhhhh painter!reader x wilbur! (this was accidentally posted, actually. but like I reread it dw 😭👍) dividers by @cafekitsune !

warnings - petnames, kissing, swearing

taglist ! - @phxntomsdusk, @ax-y10

| use of 'you'/'yours' ! |

“darling, do you think this is a good idea?" wilbur asks with an unsure but excited expression on his face, gripping a paintbrush as well as a palette in his hands. “I can't paint, it'll look so bad, lovely.” he chuckles.

"yes, wil. i'm sure, love." you nodded, setting a few of your sets of paint on the table between the two of you as you placed a canvas on your frame.

“draw anything, even if it looks messy, I'll love it either way.” you smiled, sitting on the stool you dragged on the way here.

you picked up a paintbrush and a palette, taking a few tubes of the paint and squeezing a few onto the palette. you thought of something you could paint before staring at wilbur's focused face as he leant closer to the canvas and used his paintbrush to make a few light strokes on the canvas.

you didn't realize it at first but you had been staring for quite a bit. you looked back at your blank canvas, deciding you would be drawing the man in front of you.

from time to time, wilbur would crack a joke or two, using his witty sense of humor to create a lighthearted and enjoyable atmosphere between the two you. the jokes he would make effortlessly broke the tension, making you laugh and bring a genuine smile to your face.

after thirty minutes or maybe an hour, you both were done and would be showing one another the paintings you both made for each other.

“mine looks like shit.” wilbur spoke while laughing softly, looking at the painting that he had made in his hands.

“remember, wil. I said I'd love it either way.” you chuckled, “so who's gonna go first?” you asked, gripping your yet to be dried painting.

“you can go first, lovely.” wilbur murmured as he kept his eyes on his artwork, feeling a tiny bit anxious about how you would react about it.

you muttered a small ‘okay’ before turning your painting around, showing wilbur the drawing you had made of him.

he let out a small and quiet gasp, smiling brightly as he saw the painting of him you painted. he softly took it in his hands before he spoke, “this is amazing, darling.” he chuckled, leaning towards you and kissing your cheek. "I'm gonna frame this or something."

“can I see yours?” you asked him, looking at his caramel colored eyes as you giggled with flushed cheeks.

“oh- uh, yeah. here.” he turned his own painting around, showing his artwork of you. "I know it isn't great.."

many would think it was too messy, but to you, it was perfect. "it's amazing, wil. I love you so much." you smiled, looking at his artwork with heart eyes as you pressed a sweet kiss to his lips.

#wilbur soot #wilbursoot #wilbur mcyt #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur x reader #wilbur #mcyt wilbur soot #wilbur soot mcyt #wilbur soot fluff #wilbur x you #qsmp wilbur #wilbur soot x y/n #wilbur soot x you

[handsometheo]

hello sweetie! :D

i see that you want to write about descendants and i would absolutely love to share some requests i've been thinking about.

idk if you write ficlets, headcannons or oneshots, so you can write in the way you feel more comfortable! :)

so, the thing is, uma and harry (separately) x artist!reader (gn please!!) where the reader draw and write music and poetry about their lover/crush. i just want to see how they would react if they seen the readers art bcs i think it would be soooooo cute!

(im so sorry if you can't understand something, english isn't my first language.)

take care of yourself. love u!!

I love this so so much! thank you!

Hope this doesn't end up being too bad, I feel it was a little rushed (not because I felt I was being rushed just that I had a few thoughts that I needed to write before they were gone yk?)

I'm doing it so it's:

Harry Hook x painter/drawer!reader

And

Uma x music artist! Reader

To make it easier to imagine

Also I've kept it gender neutral dw and I've also written it so Uma and Harry are in Auradon when they meet you

Please feel free to request more at any point (I'm going to write for all descendants characters but mostly Harry Hook)

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Harry Hook

Let's imagine Harry has no idea who you are in the beginning

Some random person that's always seen drawing, painting, creating something.

He's seen some of your works hung around Auradon prep in expensive looking frames

He doesn't approach you for a while, in fact Gil is the first to meet you

Gil takes the same art course as you so you meet there when Gil had a bit of a paint disaster

Harry was originally cautious around you because he thought you'd be some stuck up art critique kind of person who was going to complain about Gil

But when you instead explain that you could see what he was trying to do but the actual execution of it wasn't great , Harry laughed with you

Overall your first meet was a positive one that was the beginning of a laughter filled relationship

Harry would always see you sat somewhere, in some weird position, scribbling away in your sketchbook

He eventually spots what you are drawing, or better yet who.

Him

He crashes.

All thoughts, Gone.

He's just staring at it for a good 5 minutes before you have to click your fingers in front of his face to wake him up.

"H- How, no, why are ye drawin' meh?" Heat rises to his cheeks and he slowly brings his thoughts back to Earth.

He'd already had been developing feelings for you since you two met. I mean you were nice to his friends, kind to him, he let you meet his sisters at one point and they seemed to even like you. You are fun to be around, you check that he's taking care of himself, you make sure he's not too bashed up from the sports he plays. What isn't there to like?

"You have a pretty face, nice to draw." He takes note of the blush that grows on your cheeks and the way you look off to the side with a shy smile growing. "I draw the people I like, the people I'm closest to."

His heart almost stops. Did you just try to kill him?! 'cause clearly you aren't aware of the way you make him feel.

I headcannon Harry to be Pansexual, as a pan person myself, so he was kinda well known on the Isle for being able to flirt with anyone he wanted for various reasons

But let me tell you, not once had he had the air knocked out of his chest from a few simple words.

You take his silence the wrong way and begin packing your things to go find somewhere to wallow in your shame, but Harry just drops to his knees in front of you.

"Please, draw meh, whenever ye want to." He is on his knees looking at you with the happiest smile he can muster and almost puppy like wonder in his eyes. "I'll be yours, if you'll be mine?"

Okay that bit came out a little too easy to him, he didn't really mean for that to happen.

But he can't complain since you agreed!

Everything you create for him, he treats like it's the most fragile item he's ever come in contact with

He's always showing it off though he's so appreciative of everything you do so he wants to show the entire world

When you feel down for not feeling your art is good enough, he's oddly prepared to show every bit of art you've ever given him with reasons on what makes it perfect to him

He may as well be prepared with a PowerPoint presentation on every one of your works he's seen

I fact he's probably prepared one somewhere, pictures, effects, transitions, the whole shebang!

He draws too, almost forgot to mention. I've got a little headcanon of him always doodling pirates on cool adventures when he was younger on the isle. I also like to imagine that there was a time where Evie and Harry liked to draw together but Evie drew Princesses and dress designs and Harry drew pirates which created some childish clashing between the two. So they'd stopped almost as soon as they started their little doodle hangouts

That's offtrack, sorry.

He gives you pictures of you in multiple different styles, each time it seems like he's trying to depict you as an angel of sorts

He also draws the Uma and the crew but he comes to check that he got everyone right with you

ART DATES.

YOU'RE GOING TO ALL THE MOST AESTHETICALLY PLACES HE CAN FIND

He may or may not let you take pictures of him for references as long as he can do the same with you, he's also pretty good at photography so he loves getting new picture of you with some fantastical background making you stand out so much more

Uma

Uma knew who you were when she arrived in Auradon, she'd heard your music played at cotillion

She couldn't complain about it, it wasnt her usual style but it was new and she liked that

When she had officially arrived she would notice you all around

Playing music for parties, proper events, even just around the school

Despite her not meeting you she subconsciously finds her way to you

She listens out for you whenever she can

She ends up actually meeting you thought Evie

Evie was designing everyone's outfits for a party so your fitting time overlapped into Uma's time. Uma didn't mind and in fact took the opportunity to tell you that she'd heard you around but hadn't had the chance to meet you

From then, you became quick friends.

Her feelings developed the more time she spent with you, she just loves listening to your music

She'd like to learn an instrument that would compliment your style of music so you could play together

She helps you with lyrics whenever you need the help

She first finds out that you write songs about your experiences and the people around you by looking at the lyrics for some of your songs

She finds it sweet that although you don't directly mention people, you can share the way you feel to them to those who will listen

But then she finds a song that's for her

I mean who else would it be for, she's the person you spend most of your time with and she's the pretty pirate with blue hair

She definitely looks over the lyrics and gets so giddy that she's kicking her feet with glee, when you walk in and see her smiling at the page she doesn't stop smiling

She immediately asks what you mean and when you tell her she latches onto you

Basically, she asks you out right then and there

Who are you to deny her? Of course you accept

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

So sorry it took longer than I thought, and sorry Uma's part was shorter thats my dumb lil brain being dumb

#x reader #fanfic #disney descendants #disney #descendants fandom #descendants fanfic #harry hook #harry hook x reader #harry hook descendants #uma descendants #uma x reader #descendants 2

[chaos-in-one]

Okay but damn I wish the cluster b positivity had more than just "dw you aren't abusive for your disorder!!! You aren't automatically a monster like people think for it!!!!"

I get why it's there, there's times I really need to hear that, but a lot of the time it's just a giant reminder that I'm seen like that by most people. I want to be able to have positivity like I see for other disorders that ISN'T a giant reminder of how bad the stigma is, that doesn't draw attention to the ableists against it.

#nah seriously the cluster b positivity tag is 90% posts like that #cluster b pd #cluster b #cluster b stigma #cluster b safe #bpd #aspd #hpd #bpd stigma #bpd stuff #bpd struggles #npd #npd safe #npd stigma #aspd safe #aspd stigma #hpd safe #ableism

[hornystiel]

once again seeing shit on twt and i saw it here multiple times too and i just have to say

the passage that 'you write/draw/make edits for yourself in the first place and it's fun as it is!!! and you shouldn't want attention or gratification!! otherwise you're somehow a bad person!!' - sucks ass

i'll hide the rest but i want to write it all down because it's been bothering me for a while

it may be surprising for many but many published and famous authors also write because of money it brings them? and fame? and recognition? shocker right. yes, not only because of this (tho some do it mostly because of all of the above and that's why many books are shit yes come at me bro tell me i'm no critic etc etc idc) same with artists etc. and it's okay people have no problemo with it, it's actually expected for them to get paid and praised. another example - youtubers. they create shit, they are monetized, they have income etc and yet i think you heard them say at least once 'i'll release the next vid once the previous one reaches ~~~likes and comments'. and again it's nothing really. it's always your choice whether to buy that book, see that film, watch that vid, leave that comment and like. you do it or you don't

in fandom we do everything for free (i'm not talking about commissions) and yet when many creative people ask to simply reblog our stuff for it to be seen because it's how tumblr functions - we're met with the whole ass lecture that we can't Demand anything from people, and that well if you don't get shit then you're not as good because greatness always finds a way, and basically we should be grateful for what we have and shut it. it's like a Scandal every time this topic is brought up. how dare. feels like i'm running here with a gun pointed to their heads and shout at them to reblog my stuff or else. and then those same people and many others are surprised there's lack of content except screencaps and texts we've all seen a hundred times and that people left for other places and fandoms

if i wanted to create only for myself i would've never posted anything here or on any other platform. why should i, i'm only satisfying myself, right. fun! but it so happens that i also want connection with fandom, and yes, boo me, i want attention and maybe even praise sometimes. and that isn't some vile thing to want. we are all humans and we thrive on such things and yes nobody suffered from a good comment or a reblog with excited shouting

and surprise, when i see that my stuff is doing well and people reach out and people are happy or sad or just experience the emotions i wanted from them - i want to make more things quicker and i want to progress and i want to share. double win

nobody owes anybody here. you don't want to engage at all? it's your right i won't hunt you down. really, i will make my stuff regardless, it's just i don't owe anybody here either and i can choose to share only with those who are interested? and way more popular people can do the same? because why spend the energy if people only consume things silently or just glance at it and scroll down and get real defensive about their right to only like stuff on the reblogging site. dw i won't do it i'm too much of an attention whore for it and i'm not afraid to admit it. anyway it's not a ~threat~, i'm simply stating that people who create stuff can do whatever they want with it, they created it for free, 'for themselves in the first place' and you can't get deathly offended when some of them move places, change fandom just because they get what they always wanted from it, remove their stuff or lock the next chapters of a fic for the people they want to see it, especially if you were a silent spectator this whole time

idk i'm not going anywhere really with this i'm just mad how we really are 'content creators' in the eyes of many. only here to throw up our 'content' - art, fics, edits, gifs - for it to be consumed silently in some abyss, reposted, stolen, and be grateful not to be eaten by it

#fandom #thoughts in words #drawing #writing

[feathernuggetzz]

Random lu headcannons

This is my first public writing post so excuse any ooc things and just weird or cringe stuff....basically pls be nice

Tags: fluff, gn reader, general headcannons of all the boys (i love these stinky lil' dudes.)

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3?

Legend-

-I love this little snarky dude he so silly...

-He definitely is very possessive of his s/o just like he is with his trinkets, anyone causes you ANY issue, they deal with him first.

-Isn't the most cuddly and mushy with you when the others are around (really only hand holding and compliments), but when they leave he lets his little tough wall down and will lay with you, hold your hand, kisses, anything you want. (i luv him sm help)

-You get to touch some of his belongings (with supervision ofc) as long as you treat the items with respect and are careful with it

-Gives you a power item of some sort to locate or protect you

-Acts like he's okay (he's not, he's been through sm hug him pls)

-Pry enough and he'll open up about his feelings, might cry the first time though...He has many pent up feelings with all those adventures of his.

-basically hylia give this bunny man a break

Twilight-

-I LOVE YOU COUNTRY BOYYY

-insecure about his accent (dw I love it bbg)

-Teaches his s/o traditional dances from his village

-Loves watching you do your hobbies and will attempt to do them with you (draw or make something, sew, garden, basically anything)

-Might let you in on the wolfie secret at some point....

-When he does, would probably curl up with you whenever you want.

-No blanket? that's fine, wolfies warm.

-Adores gifts from you :)

-Whenever he gets back to ordon he's gonna introduce you to everyone, yes. everyone...so be ready for some arm dragging around the village..

Wild-

-cook him something rn..RN RN RN

-Even if it's bad..or burnt..or on fire..He doesn't care he's gonna eat it.

-If you're in his hyrule, he'll take you to allllll his fav spots. (imagine sitting under the cherry tree w/ him, on satori mountain, only sounds are the leaves, water, and the wind.) -Make some nice memories with him, he needs it...

-Lay on his shoulder when he zones out, even if he can't really see/think, he can feel you, and that comfort would help him..(therapy 4 him rn please???)

-BRAID HIS HAIRR

-I also like to think his hair is actually really soft and he takes care of it often

#linked universe #legend of zelda #lu legend #lu twilight #lu wild #linked universe x reader #lu fic #linked universe headcanons

[joohanisms]

Oh dear, no problem! I just asked to be sure lol. You know, I particularly A big Jooyeon stan and kinda think dom! reader... Like they would look great being super stimulated and in pink socks and with tears in their eyes. That's the idea, the member you choose is your decision. Thanks

(Sorry for the bad english,i wang slepp and the Google translator ia bad)

[bangs head against the wall] /pos

i don't really know if this is what you meant but if it isn't i'm So ready to write it too !!!! hope you like it <3

dw about english babe :-) it's not my first language either, don't apologize ever!!

jooyeon + overstimulation + pink socks 💭💫

cw: overstimulation, crying/dacryphilia, lingerie, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex (don't be dumb), usage of good boy (what's new) wc: 1,4k

minors dni

first off, i think jooyeon really likes feeling pretty.

it took a while for him to trust you enough to show you this side of him – but now that your relationship is stable, you get to see him at his fullest.

it's not unusual to come home on special occasions (anniversaries, monthversaries, birthdays, celebrations in general) to find him laying on the bed, over-the-knee socks clipped to lacy boyshorts.

if you're lucky and really make him feel 100% safe, you might even be gifted with the view of him in a bralette. maybe you realize you haven't seen a pair of your lacy lingerie in a while, only to open jooyeon's jeans and find it on his narrow hips.

but today he favored long, shimmery pink socks. the boyshorts were long forgotten, somewhere on your bedroom floor, to give you space to swallow his cock down your throat.

he was seated on the edge of the bed, his sock-clad legs over your shoulders, while your knees were painted a deep red by the wood floors.

jooyeon mewled when you licked a long stripe from the base of him to his spit-shiny tip. you had been sucking him off for the last 20 minutes, switching between excruciatingly slow licks and deep throating. you had set a cock ring aside, but he promised he'd be good and wouldn't come until you gave him permission.

he was feeling so good, but the way you were using your mouth wasn't nearly enough to throw him over the edge.

"baby, please. please, i've been so good!" one of the hands propping him up on the mattress tangled itself in your hair, very lightly pulling.

releasing him with a pop, you took in the view – his deliciously flushed cheeks matching the red splotches you left on his chest and the way he heaved, sniffling every other breath.

"have you, now?" you know you're being cruel.

he has, in fact, been a delight today; he's not nearly as bratty as he usually is, and he took all of your orders so well, obedient and pliant. but there's something about pushing him to his limits – the ones he talks hushedly, almost secretively about in bed, before he dozes off for the day – that gives you a rush too good to ignore.

maybe you're a little drunk with power, being clothed while he's bare enough to be considered naked.

"i have! 've been a good boy, please–" he cuts himself off when you slap his thigh just hard enough to draw his attention back to you. you drop his sock-clad legs from your shoulders, standing up (with a poorly hidden wince from kneeling on the floorboards for so long) to lean over him like a predator cages its prey.

"if you've been so good," a hand tangles into his hair, baring his neck to you, "then how come you're still talking?"

you feel him gulp when you start tracing your lips along his pulse. smart, he doesn't give you a reply other than a nearly imperceptible moan.

instead of leaving a nip or a hickey on his pulse, you drop a light kiss to his skin – a reminder.

"lie down on the pillows, and i'll think about your case."

he scrambles to the headboard, hair fanning out around his face as he haphazardly rests his head on the many pillows and cushions that line your shared bed.

you've always thought jooyeon looks rather divine like this. his hair like a halo framing his face, his red lips adorned with a sheen of spit, the flush spread across his body and the lovebites trailing into his hips. something out of a painting – out of the tales of fallen angels and humans that gave into a pleasure so enticing it was worth giving heaven up for.

in the back of your head, you note something missing from the scene.

tears.

the kind of tears you only know one way of invoking.

and it's by making him frustrated and then giving him all he has ever wanted – well, at least since he decided to wait for you in bed with the tip of his dick peeking from the waistband of his pretty dark blue lace underwear.

as you settle between his legs, your hand finds his cock, stroking him loose and slow. he whines in protest, but his head tips backwards either way.

you keep the torturous pace, kissing and nipping at his inner thighs, his hipbones, and eventually, his chest. taking a nipple into your mouth makes his legs spasm and his skin break into gooseflesh.

he starts begging again, in the softest tone he can muster. a string of pleases and your name falls from his mouth. you can hear his fingers mindlessly drumming on the mattress – a subconscious effort to keep from touching you, to direct the energy somewhere else.

jooyeon is such a good boy. he has your heart melting, taking pity on his drooling cock. you pick up your pace, and his back lifts off the bed.

your tongue drags a line across his chest to kitten lick at his other, ignored, nipple. it doesn't take long at all before he's panting and fucking back into your hand as best as he can.

"joo," you lift from his chest, "since you're being so good, i'll give you a choice."

his gaze goes straight into your eyes, trying to give you all of his attention, even though you know his eyelids are heavy at this point.

"do you want to come like this," you lightly squeeze his cock, "or do you want my pussy?"

he's conflicted for a split second, then he's begging again.

"pussy, please, wanna fill you up, 'm so good, please–"

"shh, i'll give it to you." you kiss both his cheeks, trying to soothe him. you already knew his eyes would start welling up when you release his cock for all of 5 seconds while you hurriedly took off your shorts and underwear in one go.

in the next 5 seconds it took you to straddle his hips, line yourself up with him and drop down, the first tear drops.

right off the bat, you're riding him at a relentless pace, slamming your hips into him, effectively bouncing on his lap. it's a lot, it's nearly too much, and despite the tear tracks on jooyeon's face, his hands are still obediently on the bed, grasping at the sheets.

you take his wrists, leading them to the dip of your waist. his grip is almost painful, but makes you drip with pleasure.

with the rhythm you were keeping, you knew jooyeon wouldn't take long at all to sob your name and cum into you. it's not a problem at all, because you'll keep going until you cum.

you wipe the tears off his face, kisses him on the lips, and brings a hand to your pussy, immediately rubbing your clit fervorously.

jooyeon's high morphs into the pain-pleasure of, well, not catching a break. he didn't even get a chance to go soft. his back is off the bed, his nails are digging into your skin, his face is wet again, and his legs are shaking. it's too much, it's white-hot and shooting into his veins.

soon enough – and luckily before your legs turn into jelly – you're cumming on his cock. the pressure from your walls clenching on his exhausted cock as you ride it out gives him one last little gift – a small dry orgasm – before his hands are lightly pushing you away, the sensivity hitting him at last. you comply, leaving your seat on his hips to lay down beside him

joo gets really cuddly after sex, especially after rough sex. he dives into your arms, longing to be held.

you'll always give him as much cuddles as he needs to pull himself back together. squeezing him tight, the way he likes, you kiss his sweaty temple.

when he catches his breath, he smiles dazedly at you.

"how was it, baby?" you run a hand through his hair.

"great. i like bein' your good boy." he nuzzles closer, trying to meld into your still clothed chest.

"i'm glad. you're the best boy. so good to me." you hold him impossibly tighter.

"mm. need a nap." he mumbles, and you have to chuckle.

"just a bit, yeah? we need to clean up. get some food."

you suspect he's already asleep by the end of your sentence. you kiss his forehead, his pink socks graze your skin as he intertwines your legs, and you wonder how you got so lucky.

#xdinary heroes fanfic #xdinary heroes imagine #xdinary heroes smut #xdinary heroes imagines #xdinary heroes x reader #xdh hard hours #xdh smut #xdh x reader #xdh imagines #lee jooyeon x reader #lee jooyeon imagine #lee jooyeon smut #xdh scenarios

[didderd]

Okay so like

Probably bad wording but the skeles

Like

What kind of process do you use for liek drawing them?

Do you do the mapping out shapes of their skulls first?

(Trying to change up my art style and I've been trying to take tips from other artists and combine them to see if something comes out right by doing so)

ur wording isn't bad, dw! tbh i don't do much mapping, n how i draw them isn't much different than how i draw ppl in general, but i will explain my simplistic process for a general sans skull :3 (may or may not rb this with how i draw the body, we'll see)

(under read more bc it's kinda long)

so i start out with the classic circle and cross guidelines (determines the angle of the head n where the eyes, ears, nose n shit goes) (this is all the guidelines i rly need for the skull nowadays, but someone less experienced might want more detailed ones, which you should be able to find tutorials for head guides pretty easily.)

n then i add a lil sideways v for between the curve of the eyebrow and the cheek. right on the line across the face.

and then i draw the rounded jaw which comes into a sorta half curl where the ear would be, and the top of the skull. (where exactly the curve of the skull connects on the jaw depends on the angle, but this is just generally)

then i add the features. the eye sockets sit on the line across the face. the nose does not go in the middle unless it's a straight on shot.

n one more thing i thought to mention: the brow bone area moving with the eyebrow.

it may seem obvious but i feel like it's something ppl may not think about.

but ye, hope that helps. :3

#used tic for this bc ye :3 #art tips #undertale #didderd art #didderd asks #aviisalittlefr34k #drew th surprised expression first. 's why th guidelines on th brow are erased on th relaxed one

[boneinator]

Hope this doesn’t bother you a lot, but can we get some headcanons of the teachers? I was curios about ur vision for them

Dw it doesn't bother me !! I love getting asks ^^

Anyway it's going under read more bc this feels like a long one

Sketch

• she/they enby, omnisexual (<- me when I'm projecting)

• mentor figure for the newer teachers

• gives drawings and crafts as gifts, might or might not have various voodoo dolls

• uses Colin as a monitor for digital art

Tony

• he/him, bisexual

• you CANNOT tell me he doesn't drink tea 24/7. Most British mf I have ever seen

• weird hearing, very sensitive to loud sounds but can barely hear normal talking tones. Applies to his own voice too so that's why he screams a lot

• kind of an inferiority complex for the decaying use of clocks over technology lol

Shrignold

• gay and homophobic idgaf

• aware of the harm he's doing but genuinely loves his cult- "family" a lot

• likes telenovelas, granny type of beat

Colin

• he/it Libramasc, pansexual (here I am, projecting once again)

• has haphephobia but is working on it (this one might as well be canon idk)

• everyone has a computer day, so even if you see him every day you only get screentime once a year

• autism 🫵

• his tail is retractable

• has SO MANY viruses, that's why he glitches and talks slow

Healthy band

• doing them all together bc how can you think of them alone :[ don't separate them

• common fanon of them being a family ykn the drill

• their "birthday" (or date of release lol) is actually fridge and steaks anniversary

• depending on the day they either make the most rancid bizarre food or a 5 stars, Gordon Ramsay approved meal

• running on the same luck, fridge can either be filled with normal groceries, nothing (you have to buy groceries) or gore. Like those are his guts leave him alone

• everyone hiding inside fridge is apparently a normal bonding experience

• bread boy is transfem !! (Should we start calling her something different?)

• spinach is also a she/they enby, nobody in here isn't lgbtq

Lamp

• he/him but doesn't really care, pansexual

• has been trying to be sober but he's already very fucked up, that's why he's like That™ in the TV show

• the other teachers we see in his episode are his party friends

• absolutely watches the others dreams, likes to bother them about what they mean

★ ok now the TV show ones

Briefcase

• has an absurd amount of skills, barbie kind of ridiculous

• lives with his brother and sustains them both

• workaholic

• was mr.petersons before red guy

• actually not that bad he's just really fast paced, genuinely just lost the trio on the fabric

Coffin

• he/him goth gf <3

• doesn't like music AT ALL. And is very mean about it

• besties with the tissue box !!

• originally only used his hush tone for work but it slowly morphed into his normal voice

• pretty bad PTSD

• very kind with kids and people in general tbh, it might be something useful for his job but it's just how he is really

Lily and Todney

• I don't think about them a lot sorry

• they know what they are doing and that their whole family dynamic is pretty fucked but they genuinely just really want a mom tho ,,,

Warren the wo-Eagle

• genuinely just hate him so I don't think about him a lot either lol

• had no power over the trio because he was fired and not technically a teacher anymore

• his whole Thing (ykn) comes from bullying and a feeling of inferiority. He still sucks tho

Mr.Transport

• well. I guess I just don't think a lot about the newer teachers

• was actually a really nice teacher before still going to work at 120 years old

• nobody really liked him but he was the other's only way of going outside the house so they endured him

• there was a fight over his will. People died

Electracey

• she/they enby n°3, lesbian

• really scared to touch her batteries now, has caused her to get cranky but still refuse to change them until forced

• puts up light shows for her friends

• huge sci-fi and videogames in general fan

• Colin's cousin. Actually all electronics are related

• wanted to be a music teacher but her biology said no

★ this is more of a general one but all of them are somewhere in the aroace spectrum !! I think it comes with the object nature. I have not defined where all of them fall tho

That's it I think. This is so long I am so sorry I just enjoy them a lot so I have a lot of thoughts

#dhmis #dont hug me im scared #headcanons #rambles #dang I have to tag them all?? #sketchbook dhmis #sketch dhmis #paige dhmis #tony the talking clock #shrignold the butterfly #colin the computer #healthy band dhmis #larry the lamp #dhmis briefcase #coffin dhmis #lily and todney dhmis #warren the eagle #warren the worm #mr.transport #choo choo man #electracey the meter #long post

[mintaikk]

Whaddyu think he's watching 👀

(Og image and other stuff below cut)

Traced background from this image. Ik I shouldn't trace bcuz it's bad for art style, but I'll worry about that later. It's not someone else's drawing dw, it's just a picture of a dorm room

Here's what Phlox's room looks like without all of the shading. In future drawings, I'll probably add more blankets and plusses because skunks are known to he big nesters, and I love adding animal traits to my furry OCs. But, the blanket outside for him fits as well because he likes to go outside to read. His apartment room itself isn't that colorful bcuz it's cheap, so I imagine he compensates by decorating with a lot of bright colors. Also fun fact; he originally wanted to put the demiboy flag up, since they are a demiboy, but he didn't like the colors bcuz it was "too gray," so they put up the pan flag instead bcuz that still fits him.

Also, here's the speedpaint. Be happy I put 9 hours of work into a 3 minute video, the og video was 12 minutes

#he's probably watching game theory tbh #or animes #phlox shoeman #thirotia #oc #oc art #oc artwork #furry #furries #skunk furry #artist #art #artist on tumblr #artwork #small artist #digital art #digital artwork #digital artist #digital drawing #illustration #digital illustration #digital painting #artists on tumblr #artists of tumblr #2d art #cartoon art #art tag #art on tumblr #artist of tumblr #art blog

[catchyhuh]

What sort of hobbies or interests do you imagine the Gang having (outside thievery or arresting said thieves)? And do they influence the way they go about their usual antics, or are they mostly Unrelated to everything else in their lives? :0c

oohhooohoho this is a good one because i have a small handful of actual canonical hobbies/interests that come up occasionally and then i have the ones that solely exist in my mind palace. at least until tms decides to let a random little shrimp from america take the reins on their most longrunning successful franchise anyway,

lupin:

i can’t remember if i mentioned lupin loves puzzles. wait yes i did in the video game list SORRY I’M ALREADY HAVING TROUBLE REMEMBERING WHAT I HAVE AND HAVEN’T GONE OFF ABOUT but yes in canon lupin LOVES puzzles. less like, jigsaw puzzles, more like shapey puzzles. but hell man if you can get him to sit still long enough he might like a jigsaw one just to pass the time

i think he likes cooking. him, jigen and goemon all seem to really Get it. so count this under all of them, they just love yummy food and occasionally the process of making it too

he likes to draw :) somebody has to be behind all the slightly different variants of his little mascot guy. SOMEBODY has to redraw bank floor plans so they can plan out each tiny step of the heist. somebody has to scribble over his own wanted posters to put funny little devil horns on the image CMON now!!

jigen:

only jigen could be in a fucking arcade theater complex and pull out a fucking crossword puzzle. why is this dude honestly trying to speedrun being a grouchy old man before he even turns 40. i mean no hate, no hate to crossword puzzles, they are cool but i’m more of a wordsearch guy. BUT THERE’S OTHER STUFF TO DO JIGEN!! at least he’s not going for sudoku though

very random but i think he might like sewing in a passive sense. with how particular he is about his hat and really ANY clothes on his person, he probably just picked up a needle one day to fix a tear and then was like Huh. this isn't too bad actually. kinda repetitive and calming. and then the others found out and tried to get him to fix all their stuff too SO HALF PLEASANT AND HALF NOT SO PLEASANT

fujiko:

you may think i’m insane but fujiko must genuinely have some sort of fondness for computers and technology. more than she lets on at least, because. how DO you know how to fly every type of aircraft. how DO you know how to crack into almost any computer firewall? how do you know how to isolate a computer virus as it’s ALREADY corrupted HALF OF THE SYSTEM?? this goes beyond job necessity to me she must really have some hidden underlying passion for this stuff

i think it’d be cute if she took up some kinda journaling. i mean god knows she’s not writing about her FEELINGS in that little leather notebook, and she doesn’t really have the time to commit to like, scrapbook shit (even if she had the time, she’s not sentimental like that) but something simple like “this is a list of m&m variants in order of how disgusting to not disgusting they taste to me <3” with little candy stickers and gel pen hearts drawn in. the next page has a bloodstain on it and the only thing written is “dw about that lol”

goemon:

okay i KNOW i’ve pushed the Arts Enjoyer goe agenda before but i recently saw that part 3 production art again of him chilling with the pottery wheel so i must state, once again, goemon LOVES sculpting shit in all forms. chip away at some rock, throw zantetsuken at a block of wood, actually invest in some clay for fucking once, whatever he uses, he’ll make something pretty good. and even if it wasn’t good it’s still a fun hobby for him. keeps his hands loose but precise

oh my god you know what he would love. dominoes. you know when people make those like crazy long domino strings that form a pattern when they’ve all fallen. if anybody here could have the precision and strangely placed patience to do shit like that it’s definitely this guy

zenigata:

going through this list easily and eagerly typing up little funfacts about things i do know they like outside of their. “jobs” and then slowly realizing as i get to zenigata that i... cannot think of anything he. uh. does for fun. damn. he DOES talk about movies a lil bit from time to time, and knowing his mixture of a freakish eye for detail and also missing the most obvious things ever i bet hearing him talk about a movie is twice as fun as actually watching it. i would pay HUNDREDS to hear him try to explain what he thinks of space odyssey to me

it would be-- i have no reasoning for this but it would be so cute and hilarious if he did like. tiny magic tricks. you know? like card appearing out of thin air, coin behind your ear type shit. tiny stuff he figured out on his brief off time. we know lupin can do little stuff like that too but it'd just be hilarious if zenigata, completely unawarely and unintentionally for once, ended up being better than him at some inconsequential shit like making a pair of keys disappear

and i guess in light of recent discoveries they all like golf. apparently. well. no one is perfect

#i really had trouble reading over this again and being like hm. is this actually a possibility or do i just want it to be #but then i remembered its my blog and i can type what i wish!! yippee! #lupin iii #lupin the third #lupin #jigen #fujiko #goemon #zenigata #asks

[mikkokomori]

Repressed!AU Anon here! Let's try this again: First... I feel honored that there's even a small chance you'd wanna draw something for this au, since ur art is soso pretty and it looks awesome and sydguyfdud /vpos And since you gave me rambling rights,,, you cannot escape it,,,, although for now, I'll give u RW peeps >:3 originally was gonna give DW counterparts too but,, that'll be for another ask thanks to Tumblr being mean </3 Here's the casting call for Real World!:

RW!Sunny: What haven't I said about him than I did in the first post... He's just A Guy with a terrible memory and a passive demeanor! Quiet and reserved, but isn't as emotionless as the original Sunny is, since amnesia of the past can kinda change ur personality me thinks. He also wears bandages around his head, not because he's wounded or anything, it's more of a symbolic thing for his mind/memory being "hurt" thanks to the treatments he gets. He's also allowed to do painting in the mental hospital's activity room, where he mostly draws what he remembers from his Dreamworld. He mostly remembers stuff from Dreamworld than he does for the real world, and he does sometimes mistake some people reappearing in his life as the Dreamworld counterparts that also conveniently reappear as well! RW!Kel: Kel's still as optimistic and playful as he is like his original counterpart, except a lot more grounded and not as much as an idiot (/aff). He often has to take care of his brother, and since he has to pick up on what Hero is now failing to do, he's become a great student in lots of clubs and different extra activities, now becoming the family's golden child. He's the first to visit Sunny mostly out of sympathy, not seeing Sunny as a psychopath like the others at first do, just a boy who'd been victim to mental illness and has been receiving help for the past four years. Just hope his brother doesn't find out about this...

RW!Aubrey: A partially broken girl in a broken home life, now living with Kim and her family because of her bad past living situation. Losing Mari and knowing her old crush killed her made her have fits of anger and depression, but the Hooligans have helped her regain her footing. While not the same Aubrey as she was, she's doing her best to heal. She's quieter than her original counterpart, nor is she as mean or as brazen. She's more of just a punk who spraypaints, ditches school, and sometimes shoplifts with her friends rather than do any sort of bullying. The only reason she ends up at the mental hospital is after she finds out Kel has been seeing Sunny, and with the encouragement of the Hooligans, she decides it's time to try and show him a piece of her mind... although once she sees Sunny's sorry state, will she have the courage to do it?

RW!Hero: A college drop-out who works part-time jobs to try and keep himself afloat. He could never get himself out of that depression, but that depression has now boiled into anger, hatred, and rage, as any mention of what happened makes him a little pissy. The only person he can't be mad at no matter what is Kel, as he's still his little brother and he doesn't have the heart to do it, especially since he's aware of what his brother is shouldering for him, and wishes he could show his appreciation somehow. Hearing Kel visit a mental hospital, let alone Sunny, does make his blood boil, although arriving himself to pull Kel away from this monstrous murderer, he isn't sure how to feel seeing how Sunny doesn't remember anything.

RW!Basil: He's trying to live a normal life, but that guilt of what he's done is still there. He basically ruined Sunny's life and reputation, after all, and all over an accident. He wants to forget what happened four years ago, but he can't, and now since Kel has started making visits, he's becoming more and more scared of what will happen if they ever know the truth...

Stares at this....... Kel always keeps being put in the middle of winning and losing in AUs doesn't he...... I think he deserves a spa break from how much he carries everyone SUDFBLIUGDBFV

and Sunny!!! Sunny!!! Sunny!!!! So he's just a little bit mellower :0 do you think he carries around something in replacement of a knife?

#Repressed AU #omori #omori au #omori sunny #omori basil #omori aubrey #omori kel #omori hero #omori spoilers #anon asks #miko talks

[kindness-and-friends]

//Heya. Mod here. I have good news and bad news

Good news is I'll be pretty blunt with the lore on the souls and stuff! Ask a question about it and I'll probably answer it

Bad news is this blog will be on hiatus :( ill finish the rps tho dw

To put it simply, drama and other projects I need to work on

To put it not simply (This shit is gonna be like a whole essay. Also i didnt proofread it cuz am lazy)

Reason 1: Drama- I honestly don't know what to feel. I started this blog thinking that i can interact with all the underblogs, whatever side they may be on. I kinda wanted this blog to be neutral because I was kinda inspired by underblog💛's. I enjoyed blogs like integrityvictim and such, and followed them (i went feral in some of the reblogs lol) completely aware they were against @/thehumanofjustice. Because I wanted this blog to be enjoyed and disliked by both sides. I wanted this blog to interact with both sides.

It started with incorrect pronouns. Then our small group of underblogs had a vote I wasn't involved in nor knew anything about and out of nowhere human is the 'leader' of the underblogverse. I never liked that idea and I expressed my feelings about it before. Luckily more people can join, but nobody has. I do like the concept of @/underblogmanagement, it's a way for people to interact with others and develop their blogs. But its too early. If anything it shouldn't be called that, it shouldn't have been introduced the way it was, and it shouldn't be made now. If we want to make something like this we have to make it bigger and have every single fucking underblog lend a hand.

I wanted to stop when I got the death threats. I thought that maybe, just maybe, it was a fan of the underblogs trolling, and it wasn't actual underblogs hating me. I still think it is. I also wanted to stop when the shipping got too bad. I didn't want this to be like @/undertaleolive that was known as nothing more than being Clover's 'girlfriend'. I don't get as much asks as I used to, and I know the lot of them are from thehumanofjustice or deputyclover (im not dumb.) The only time this blog can be serious is when I make it serious. I chose to let the anons kill Willow so it could be serious. I chose to let Clover kill Willow so it could be serious. I chose to give Willow those hallucinations and give Xeon a concussion so for once this blog wouldn't just be meme asks and roleplays with close friends of mine. I feel limited.

I think underblogmanagement is dumb. I think this rivalry is dumb. I think this blog is dumb. I think the creation of a whole new tag is dumb. I think the fact that only a portion of human's friends and followers is what makes up my follower count is dumb.

I wanted to be an underblog💛 with a story, not whatever the fuck I am now

Reason 2: Other projects - I'm giving the majority of my focus and motivation on this blog. Any motivation and creativity I have for art and writing gets thrown into here with no recognition. I have other things I need to place my focus on. As @/infinitrix, may know, I haven't updated my askblog in 2 months. Instead of drawing art for that blog, I'm drawing art for this one (only to get like 2 notes). Instead of writing dialogue and lore for that one, I'm writing it for this. If the only people who'll actually see what I post are my friends, I think this blog is nothing more than a waste of motivation. I need to focus on other things, and always worrying whether I have rps to finish or art to make isn't helping at all. The majority of art requests on my main are about this blog, too, and I want to work on art that isn't related to this. The only blogs whose lore I enjoy and would like to know more of are Whisper's, Winnie's, and maybe more that i don't interact with. I do think that if there's only a few people really trying to make their blog interesting while the rest is just shits and giggles, it's useless. I put together lore and relationships and art, and it hardly gets any notes. I can say the same for @/apatientwind who makes amazing art that doesn't get notes, and @/whisper-the-human (im eating your writing style ourgh. Keep up the good work :3). And yeah. Im giving up

I'll finish the last two rps I'm in and then leave. Don't try to start any new ones, I wanna make this quick

So I will finish what's unfinished, and possibly this will become a blog to ask about the lore. Maybe one day, when I figure everything out and have more motivation, I'll get back to this. But that won't be soon.

Ill be active on @goldeneclipsee if there are actually fans out there that arent my friends and moots.

Bye.

#long post #I'm staring at this like. 'Did I really do this? Is this finally the end?' #I'm scared for when human sees this doe