#traditional art :o (shocking)

[mewiedragon]

DAY ONE OF THIS SILLY SERIES WHERE I DRAW TWOMP BACKGROUND CHARACTERS!!!!

Here is The Boss @worm-brainzz :]]]]

From: Tuesday with Mr Plant (first and latest appearance)

Status: Probably alive

Next day ->

#twomp #twomrp #twomp fanart #world of mr plant #the world of mr plant #all of the art!!! wow! #traditional art :o (shocking) #I turned the saturation wayyy up idk if it looks bad T-T #I realised half way through that he later appears mirrored to this but I had already inked it and I don’t want to waste my precious gel pen

[scoptartz]

I drew Hiiro :DD

#i tried to make him look shocked or whatevr #but for some reason he looks so tired😭 #its probs bc of the eyeshape i drew :(( #o well #my art #as u can tell i struggled with the face #esp i suck at traditional art but ya #i did my bestt #Hiiro Amagi

[rookthorne]

⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

Shopping in your favourite art store with Bucky brings back the memory of your first encounter, and after so much time has passed, it was with fondness that you looked back on just how starstruck you were in his presence.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ✿ Tattoo Artist!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

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჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 ✿ I have a thing for meet cutes — sue me.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 ✿ Kickstart My Heart by Mötley Crüe

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 ✿ @buckybarnesevents Hot Bucky Summer ჻჻჻ Week 5 - "When I first met you..." — Masterlist

𝐈𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐮𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

The art store you had been visiting for years was the same as ever – warm tones and homey vibes, organised by product and perfectly aesthetically pleasing to wander up and down the aisles. 

It was a wonderland you would ever willingly get lost in. 

A hand suddenly brushed your lower back, and you smiled. “You get all you need, Sunshine, baby?”

“I mean,” you hummed, turning to face Bucky. “I could get a lot more…”

“No,” Bucky deadpanned, face impassive par the raised brow. “You know the rules.”

You pouted at him, pleading silently, but Bucky only rolled his eyes and wandered off to the aisle of sketch pads and books. “You can get one more thing, that’s it,” he called over his shoulder. “No more than that.”

“Yes,” you cheered under your breath, ecstatic with the small win. With renewed excitement, you browsed the aisles of pencils and paints, a simple goal in mind. For a long while now, even before you had met Bucky, you had wanted to draw – capture the wonders in your mind and the beauty of the world around you. 

In fact, it was in this very shop where you met Bucky for the first time. Butterflies filled your stomach at the memory – you had been so shy, so taken aback that he was even talking to you, that you were sure that the shock would be permanently etched onto your expression. 

Birthday present shopping was always tricky – even more so when you were looking for something at the last damn second. The tinkle of the bell alerted your arrival, and you glanced over to see the smiling, friendly face of your friend and shop owner, Wanda. “Hey, you,” she greeted. “Back in again?”

“You know me, Wands,” you replied, shrugging. “I always leave it to the last minute.”

Wanda laughed and nodded before a fond smile made her eyes twinkle in the warm light. “Just let me know if you need help, alright?”

With a wave, you wandered through her shop, one goal in mind: a canvas of the best quality and maybe a few paints – who knew? You could walk out with a lot more; it was entirely dependent on the muse. Painting together with your friend was a tradition that you’d held for years now.

Humming a quiet song, you browsed the aisles for something to catch your eye when you side stepped and hit something solid. “Oh, shit–” You gasped, turning to see it was a person and not a shelf. The man was tall with cropped hair, a denim jacket over his shoulders, and bright blue eyes. “I am so sorry, oh my gosh–”

“You’re fine,” he replied, face blank. He quickly bent to pick up the paper you had knocked from his hands. Before you could offer more apologies, he straightened up and looked at you, gaze soft but considering. “No harm done.”

His stare pinned you in place, and your mouth opened slightly before you could stop it. “O-Okay, yeah,” you stuttered, cursing the overwhelming shyness that engulfed you whole and the damn butterflies that had taken refuge in your stomach. “I’m gonna- Uh, yeah. Bye.”

Before he could reply, you sidestepped him and rushed down the aisle to take refuge in the next one over, where more sketchbooks and pads were neatly lined up in rows on the shelves. Wanda looked up from behind the till with a sly smirk and a raised brow, as though she had heard your exchange with the handsome stranger, and you shot her a look that you hoped she’d take to heart – keep quiet. 

Taking a deep breath, you began to look properly at the options available when you felt a presence next to you. “This one’s the best,” they said, voice perfectly deep and gravelly, and the sound made the cluster of butterflies in your stomach switch into frenzied flight. “You need to make sure the paper has the thickness for your medium, y’know?”

A tattooed hand moved into your field of vision, and you took a second to stare at the intricate designs woven into tanned, rough skin – peeking out from the rings and scarred calluses. Unbidden, your eyes travelled up their arm until you were face to face with the same man as before – the same one you had bumped into. His smile was small, gentle in nature. 

“I love your tattoos,” you blurted, and your eyes widened slightly at the words that fell from your lips. But the man’s laughter was worth it – honeyed and sounding like molten chocolate, exactly like the ones you imagined from your romance books. 

“Thanks, sweetheart, I did ‘em myself,” he replied. His other arm came into view, and you glanced at it to see even more designs – this time, a wolf and some sort of machinery. 

“Wait,” you hesitated, looking into his face. A sudden realisation dawned on you – this was Bucky Barnes, the owner of one of the best tattoo shops in the area, and he was right in front of you. “Oh my god, you’re Bucky Barnes!”

“In the flesh,” Bucky laughed. He was grinning now, his eyes bright with mirth. “What’s a beautiful ray of sunshine doin’ here, huh?”

You laughed nervously, moving your hand to rub at the back of your neck on instinct. “I, um. I came to pick out a present.”

“Oh?” 

“It’s my friend’s birthday, and we paint together sometimes,” you continued. Bucky was still smiling, but his gaze was flicking between your lips and your eyes as you spoke. The butterflies continued to flutter at a frenzied pace, each bouncing off the walls with fevered excitement. You took a subtle deep breath, hoping it would calm the nerves that were beginning to boil over. 

“Sounds like fun, doll,” Bucky said, still with that damned smile on his lips. “I’m in here picking up supplies for the idiots back in the shop.”

You chuckled quietly and turned back to the paper that lined the shelves. Bucky’s hand reached out before you could look closer at the options and grabbed at least several pads, the paper bending slightly in his grip. “I best keep goin’,” Bucky sighed. “I’ll catch you at the till.”

“Okay,” you squeaked. 

Bucky winked and made his way back over to the aisle of pencils, leaving you dumbfounded, standing rooted to the spot in shock. “What the fuck,” you murmured, wringing your hands. “Just… What the fuck.”

With haste, you chose some sketch and canvas pads to share with your friend. Then you wandered over towards the paints – resolutely ignoring the way Wanda’s eyes followed you or how Bucky dawdled in front of the selection of coloured pencils, phone in hand and a startlingly serious glare on his face. 

The sound of your footsteps on the wooden floor drew his attention, and the glare softened only slightly, as he looked over at you. You smiled back at him and then looked at the vast paint selection – deciding to stick with contrasting colours. 

Before long, your arms were overflowing with paints and paper and canvases. “Hey,” you said, coming round the corner of the aisle to see Wanda waiting patiently, that sly smirk still on her lips. “I’m finally done.”

“You should have a rule that you can’t buy the whole damn store, Sunshine,” Bucky piped up from behind you, a low chuckle in his tone. You jumped slightly, turning to look over your shoulder and roll your eyes at him. 

“Oh, shush, Bucky,” Wanda teased, “you leave my girl alone.” Her hands moved to grab a bag, and she began to scan your acquired goods, her eyes glancing up and flicking between the two of you. 

“She’s the one that bumped into me!” Bucky cried, widening his eyes. “Ain’t my fault.”

“And I apologised,” you clipped back. 

“I dunno ‘bout that, doll,” Bucky replied, placing his books and massive array of pencils on the counter. “I would feel better if you let me pay for your supplies. Can’t deprive a ray of sunshine like yourself of that beautiful smile, can I?”

“Oh my god,” you breathed, hiding your face in your hands. 

Wanda chuckled next to you. “You two are so cute–Buck here is only nice around me. He’s a grumpy bastard most of the time. It’s nice to see.”

“Wands,” Bucky groaned, glaring at her. You peeked through your hands to watch the exchange. “Seriously?”

“What? I’m telling the truth,” Wanda said flippantly, continuing to scan your items until she was finished – then she started scanning Bucky’s. You went to open your mouth, but she shot you a look. “I won’t hear a word against it, darling.”

A beat of silence passed as you fidgeted with your hands. You glanced up at Wanda quickly, and she pointedly glanced between you and Bucky as Bucky stared off at something in the distance. 

Fuck it, you thought. “I-I just, I thought you were awesome,” you whispered, looking at Bucky through your lashes. He turned and looked at you, smiling while crossing his arms over his chest. “I’ve been a fan for so long, and I just can’t believe you’re here–talking to me.”

“Aw, sweetheart,” Bucky said softly. “It’s good to meet you too, why don’t you come back to the shop with me–you can meet the idiots. My treat.”

“Really?” You rushed, excitement flooding your body at the prospect of meeting the entirety of 107th Ink. “I would love to, oh my god.”

Bucky winked. “Good–I have a feeling they’d love you, Sunshine. I have definitely enjoyed your company.”

“Alright, love birds,” Wanda laughed. “Here you go.”

“We’re friends!” You spluttered, and Bucky roared with laughter, shaking his head as he paid. “Wands–”

“It doesn’t matter, doll,” Bucky cut in, his eyes flashing with something. “Nothin’ wrong with a bit of flirtin’ between friends, is there?”

Ice cold realisation flooded your mind. It wasn’t everyday chatter, you were too damn starstruck by meeting an idol to realise he was openly flirting with you – Bucky Barnes, the stoic and grumpy tattoo legend, flirting with you. 

“No,” you whispered, abashed and overwhelmed. “No, there isn’t.”

Bucky didn’t appear to hear you. “Alright, Wands, see you next time.” The floors creaked under his boots as he turned to walk towards the door, and you followed quickly, waving over your shoulder at a giggling Wanda. “Let’s go meet the idiots,” Bucky remarked, grinning at you while he adjusted the bags in his hands. 

“Okay,” you replied, falling into step next to him on the footpath. “Let’s go.”

A noise from behind you startled you from the memory, and you glanced over your shoulder to see Bucky talking to another customer – expression stoic and blank as he discussed what looked to be the difference between different pencils. It was endearing, so close to how you had met him. 

You observed for a moment longer until Bucky noticed you staring, and he departed the customer’s company to walk over to you. “You alright, baby?”

“Yeah,” you sighed happily, grinning at him. “Just remembering how we met.”

Bucky chuckled. “You were so damn shy–I thought if I flirted with you anymore, you would have keeled over and died on the spot.”

“I probably would have,” you said, shaking your head. “I was so starstruck and nervous to realise it was you flirting until you paid for my things.”

“That’s alright, sweetheart,” Bucky murmured, throwing an arm over your shoulder to direct you to the counter where Wanda awaited, a smug smile on her lips. “You’re mine now. That’s all that matters.”

⠈⠂⠄ 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 | 𝐚𝐨𝟑 ⠄⠂⠁

⠈⠂⠄ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⠄⠂⠁

#bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x female reader #bucky x f!reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes oneshot #hotbuckysummer2023 #rookthorne's works #SB

[muffinsin]

If you can, can you do where the sisters are so tired that they don’t realize when their fem s/o guide their head on her lap, and when they wake up, they realize how much they enjoy sleeping on her lap so they end up using their s/o lap more often cuz it’s so comfortable and soft and warm, oh and also the s/o runs her hands through the sisters hair, and gives them kisses. Literally something I’d want to do, just comfort them and love them.

Absolutely! This is so adorable!🙌 I totally agree, I just wanna spoil and coddle them and SHOWER them in comfort and affection. Funnily enough this reminds me of a request I did once, of Cassandra falling asleep in her s/o’s lap! :)

Let’s get into it! :)

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

Bela

Bela can be something of a troubled mind at times

She thinks a lot and attempts to manage many things

Working, her sisters, the maidens, you, anything her mother adds to this list

It’s very common for her to be entirely focused on her work. She’s more than a little bit of a workaholic at times

What she then doesn’t realise, is to take breaks. Or eat. Or sleep

So when you enter her office after hours and hours of her doing nothing but working, all day and night, even yesterday, you are concerned

You know you can’t just tell her to stop. She’s too focused on her work, and too eager to please her mother to do so

She will allow you to convince her to take breaks, however

And so she finds herself being guided to the castle gardens for some fresh air, her limbs heavy and eyes fighting a battle to stay open

She doesn’t even realise this, her mind already occupied with what work she will do after her break

Bela just allows you to pull her along, until she finds the two of you sitting at the gazebo outside

She makes a small squeak of surprise when you pull her head on your lap, but doesn’t attempt to get up

How could she, when it’s so warm? And soft? And comfortable?

Oh, and she feels the sun shining at her from the position you chose

It’s warming her up like a comfortable blanket, and urges her to close her golden eyes

Surely it won’t hurt to close them a little, right?

Bela yet again fights a losing battle of attempting to stay awake

You go to talk about your day, but instead giggle when her hand slides off the bench and dangles in the air

She’s sleeping soundly on you, nose occasionally twitching when the sun and find tickle it

You don’t dare move. You don’t want to wake her at all

When Bela wakes hours later, she feels groggy, yet shocked. How long had she been sleeping for?!

You’re just glad the blonde made up for the hours of sleep she was so clearly missing, even if your legs went numb a couple of times

In the future, Bela allows scheduled breaks for working, in which she eats, has a few sips of the wine keeping her strong and healthy, and- spends time with you

At first you’re surprised at how she insists to lay on your lap

It quickly becomes a tradition though, as well as a very popular napping spot for her

Bela loves to rest on your lap, and purrs quietly when you begin tangling your fingers in her blonde hair

It has such a beautiful effect on her and never fails to make her fall asleep

After her (usually) 30-60 minute naps, she basks in your warmth a little longer

When her sisters get curious of this and ask to try, Bela chases them off with her sickle

Cassandra

Cassandra has had a LONG week

Interrogating and torturing the men-things that broke into the castle, finding their hideout in the village and making an example of them

She barely got to sleep, even after she at last, after days, finished this task

She was completely on edge for an attack, despite knowing no one was left. This made sleeping…difficult

You, of course, notice this

When you pull her with you to the art room, she doesn’t protest

Her head turns often, as if analysing and looking for threats, but unsurprisingly she finds none

This continues on until she is gently eased to her knees, on the floor where a blanket and pillows are waiting

She raises an eyebrow, though with her heavy eyes, it looks more silly than serious

A light blush covers her cheeks when you kiss the top of her head and giggle at this

When you gently guide her to sit and lean onto your lap, she complies. She doesn’t mind watching you paint

She finds it relaxing

Besides this, being with you allows her to protect you against an attack that you know won’t come

When you pick up the paint brush with one hand and scratch her scalp with the other, her eyes droop and fall shut

Immediately, she opens them again. She attempts to open them wide, but is unable to, sleep gripping her tightly

Instead, she makes a displeased noise that sounds like a mix of a whine and growl at the back of her throat

She doesn’t need or want to sleep. She just wants to watch you

Yet, within moments, her eyes fall shut again

She can’t help it, really

It’s an unfair fight, with how you scratch her scalp and play with her hair, even reach down to gently massage her head and neck

She’s asleep before both of you know it, filling the gallery with quiet snores and purrs

When she wakens a little time later, she feels more at ease

You giggle when she buries her face in your stomach, her cheek smudged against your thigh

She’s so comfy, she doesn’t want to move at all, and you don’t at all demand her to

Instead you stroke her hair a little longer, and even lean down to press a few kisses to it

Judged by the snores muffled by your shirt, she falls asleep at least two more times for a short amount of time

After this, Cassandra often seeks you out during the day for exactly this

It’s adorable how once she finds you, she pulls you into a sitting position or lays you down and all but plops her head on your thighs

She calls it her daily naptime, although you know it means more to her than that

Funnily enough, no matter what amount of time she sleeps, 10 minutes or 30, 40 or 60, she always has an adorably confused and groggy expression and typical bed hair

Daniela

Daniela doesn’t notice how tired she is, too engrossed in her new favourite book

You brought it to her, and she’s very adamant on reading it

Little did she consider, it’s a 1000 page book. She will not be able to read this in one go

Nonetheless, she tries

To her credit, our little redhead makes sure to still cuddle and eat with you, often pulling you against her and reading out loud, or having you take over and read to her while she eats messily

She doesn’t notice her eyes get droopy, or how she has been in the library all day and night already, too engrossed in the book

When you find her in the morning, you tsk. Your favourite teddy bear wasn’t in bed with you

Still in pyjamas, you sit down next to her. She looks up from her book for a moment and shoots you a wide grin, her finger resting at the next sentence to remind her where to continue

“Hello my love!”, she greets. In her exhaustion she doesn’t notice you’re wearing pyjamas, nor did she notice that it’s morning of the next day already

The light in the library was never turned off with her inside and she was too engrossed to see the dark sky out the windows

When she pecks your cheek and turns back to her book, you look around for something that can be used as a book mark. You’ve decided your girlfriend is in desperate need of sleep

Daniela doesn’t notice this until the book is gently pulled from her hands a few moments later

She growls instinctively, then merely whines at you and shoots you her perfectly trained puppy eyes

You force yourself not to give in to them, it only because of the exhaustion you see in them, and how Daniela fights to keep them open

“Come here, sweetheart”, you coo instead, gently guiding her to lay down and rest her head on your thighs

She keeps her eyes trained on the book, though cuddles closer to your thighs

They’re just so warm, so soft. She pokes and rubs her cheek against them

A grin settles on her lips when you begin reading to her instead, continuing where she left off

Still, you already place the bookmark inside.

You know Daniela won’t be up for long, otherwise you would have to deal with a little ball of energy unable to stay still, rather than the tired and nearly limp woman on your lap

Daniela purrs quietly upon hearing your voice

When you start to play with her hair and scratch her scalp, it’s over for her

True to your thoughts, you hear snores before you even finish your page

She is a relatively heavy sleeper, and so you gently shift her to lay more comfortably

After this, Daniela often asks for you in the library. She even had maidens set up a corner with pillows and blankets

She’ll take breaks from books and settle on your thigh, requesting that you read to her

Often enough she falls asleep within a few pages

Aside from this, you notice Daniela can be brought to sleep even when hyper with a few scratches of her scalp and your fingertips trailing along her backside

She always makes sure to reward you with much praise and cuddles for taking such good care of her

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu

[hathay]

second year halloween hc’s pt2.

(i now realize in the splitting of the second years i left riddle by his lonesome with octavinelle, so to him i formally apologize.)

warnings: horror movies are mentioned, ghosts too. also i daurnt proof read😍 (may ooc riddle? i tried on him i am sorry if it sucks</3)

included: floyd, jade, riddle, & azul!

⥳floyd⥴

- he just really, really enjoys spooking people.

- like, a chance to dress up all scary?? to see the lovely faces of people lighting up with utter fear? SIGN HIM UP.

- he’s trying to scare anyone and everyone, let’s not mention how he gets all moody when someone isn’t scared by him and just giggling at his antics instead.

- he hates decorating for halloween it’s way too much effort but lemme tell you, pumpkin carving or horror movie watching? he’s all for it.

- makes the worst jack-o-lantern you’ve ever seen. like seriously what is that? he would quite literally just smile and be like “i love it😄”. he’d give it a name and all.

- he adores horror movies on halloween because he likes giggling when people are super scared, likes to teasing people about it too. (the type to scream in the middle of an intensely quiet scene.)

- steals candy. steals so much candy. actually, forget stealing, he just scares people into handing over candy to him and has NO remorse for it, they should’ve just been tougher, barely even put up a fight!

- he might even consider changing costumes halfway through the night so he can re-scare people or keep himself from getting bored.

⥴jade⥳

- he loves halloween are you kidding me.

- he loves costumes he seriously does, dressing up is just so exciting for him. he likes to look mysterious and all fancy.

- we all know halloween in the sea is much different so he’s still learning more about land halloween and boy is he INTERESTED. especially learning about all the cultures traditions, he’s captivated!

- also quite enjoys scaring people, he’ll wear a scary costume but go around acting like a living angels all night until he gets to chance to absolutely horrify people. then just does his lil soft smirk and struts away (he totally struts.)

- he also loves telling scary stories in the calmest most monotone voice while describing the most traumatizing scary thing ever. (it’s more chilling this way i’m telling you.)

- he would scare people in the most methodical way physically possible and he would act so shocked and innocent as his plan unraveled.

- the opposite of floyd in the pumpkin carving area, his pumpkin would be so gorgeous. like how did this man manage to make an art piece out of a PUMPKIN??

- he’s not a big candy fan tbh, man is floyd or someone else gonna luck out if he decides he’s feeling sweet enough to hand it all over.

♔riddle♔

- i beg of someone show him he can actually time to relax and enjoy himself on halloween.

- if he were to be somehow persuaded to go trick-or-treating i do think he would rather enjoy himself. to give himself a chance to be a bit of a kid, to let loose yk. it would be fun for him to experience something exciting that he hasn’t before.

- doesn’t want candy, he doesn’t like junk food, but mayhaps if he likes someone enough he wouldn’t be opposed to getting candy and giving it all to said person. as long as the queens rules permit it though.

- declines to watch horror movies. he won’t do it, maybe something tamer like halloween town? even then he’s judging EVERYONE in it.

- his costumes are well thought out, they are absolutely not something stupid or spur of the moment like certain people. (*cough cough ace*)

- BUT he lowkey likes being a little scary on halloween, it’s the intimidation factor that he enjoys.

- he won’t carve pumpkins either, way too messy for his tastes, maybe if the queen allows it, he’ll partake in painting or drawing on the front of pumpkins!

✯azul✯

- he’s so excited. so excited. sure sure he may seem like he’s only in it for a profit (he’s THRILLED about said profit don’t get me wrong) but he loves halloween itself too.

- he does enjoy halloween profit but he also just enjoys halloween decorates, he likes all the cute halloween stuff and how he can make it all however he pleases. like little sugar cubes shaped like pumpkins or ghosts? he’ll never tell but he thinks they’re so cute.

- idc what he says he’s afraid of ghosts. like how ghosts are quite prevalent in the coral sea, as a kid he would hide under his covers and sob because he was fearful of them. (it happened i was totally there)

- he would watch halloween movies but would act so hard to seem uninterested or that in that situation he’d be a-okay.

- he convinces people he only likes to capitalize off halloween but he lowkey loves matching costumes and thinks they’re cute. if someone he likes asked him to match i stg he’d be unable to speak. (he turns into mush fr)

- i think he would really enjoy dressing up, he’s an extravagant man yk! if he gets to wear something that makes him feel on top of the world he’s gonna do it.

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst floyd #twst headcanons #twst halloween #floyd leech x reader #floyd leech #jade leech #jade leech x reader #octavinelle #riddle rosehearts #twst riddle #riddle x reader #twst azul #azul ashengrotto #azul x reader #hathaywrites

[thebottomfromhell]

hello!! I enjoy your stuff!! I was wondering if request are open could you headcanons of the upper moons having a goth s/o ?

like imagine their partner having platforms, chokers, black lipstick, the dark clothing and tattoos uwu

I would really love to see how they would react to them 🫰

Requests open, don't worry. It's a lovely ask, I hope you like it. I am writting considering the context, most are demons in the XX century that have lived at least 100 years, all of them from JAPAN. If it wasn't because most of this guys are freaks, none of them would approve.

How does the Uppermoons feel about your asthetic? Goth GN Reader.

Warnings: Kokushibou being a grampa 😂, Referenced sexual content, Sekido being emotional again, and Akaza has his implied angst (why almost everything in him has at least some hidden angst?).

Gyutaro:

Gyutaro loves your asthetic, it's almost the opposite of the traditional japanese beauty standards and he's all for it. He thinks it suits you a lot and he is not bothered when you want to show off a inked skin or too much skin. (He specially loves tattoos, thinks it's genial that marks on the body can be artistic, he is always nervious to touch them but you can see he wants to).

If you want to share a t-shirt, lend him some jewelry, put a choker in his neck, paint his nails or make him a fake tattoo (his regeneration would ruin a real one), then he is reasy for you to dress him up. (Even the lipstick, he is all for messy kisses and the more the merrier) With you as a partner he would start to incorporate some of this things to his everyday style (and Daki would loath you for it.)

Gyokko:

Gyokko is conflicted, he likes the gothic style, adores it even. The themes, the dark colors, the uniqueness, it's a great asthetic. But it's not his asthetic. He likes colors, soft patterns, brightness. And of course Gyokko can't have it if it's not about himself, not that he minds. "Some things must be loved from afar. It's like art, you are not supposed to interact or be part of it if you are not the artist. You are just supposed to appreciate it."

He fully supports the way you look, the way you dress, and he might try to wear dark make up every once in a while with you doing it as a bonding experience, if you have something really nice then jewelry is a must, specially the choker (he feels sexy with it)... but besides that, he would barely touch it. Also, you better keep your mouth away with that lipstick.

Hantengu:

It suits you, he doesn't have any strong opinion about it besides that. If that is what you want to wear, please do. But he got to admit there are things he is rather intimidated by in your style, the dark colors everywhere and memento mori themes are one of those.

He would not let you near with any of your things, not even the nail painting. Still, he would be plainty supportive of you expressing yourself. He is ok with the lipstick, though, it causes no harm.

Sekido:

Sekido is ok with it, it's the way you express yourself and dress is none of his business. He doesn't really like it but still thinks it's much better than dressing like Karaku or Urogi. He doesn't mind anything you do tl yourself as long as you like it.

And if you ever think of lending him something... don't, at best he will not use it, at worst he will give it to Urogi or Karaku and you will never see that piece of clothing/jewelry again. And try to put any make up on him he will literally have you shocked untill you pass out. Also, please clean the lipstick off if you want a kiss, he doesn't like them that messy.

Karaku:

Karaku thinks it's beautiful and sexy, he loves it a lot and is unafraid to say it. The second he saw you he said "Damn, you're looking good, hot-stuff. Suits you so much I'm almost envy it." He falls in love with you again evertime you expose a tattoo (he will trail the drawing with his index as he whispers how much he loves it in yoour skin by your ear) or wear tight and black clothes.

Don't mind him matching your style every once in a while, when he gets the mood to fix himself. But now that you gave him the idea he is forever using a choker, best thing ever. Also, he loves the black lipstick, he is enamored with kissing you with both having some and creating a mess, also he likes it since is extremely visible in his unlike bitemarks (they heal), so he is all for you kissing anywhere you like with it.

Urogi:

Urogi adores it, he thinks it's unique. Really, he gets all over you and asks you things like "What is that?" "How did you get it?" "Is it uncomfortable?" He also comments how it looks good in you. This includes the tattos, he loves then, even licks them at times lnly to see if it rubs off and is always amazed when it doesn't, even if he ever licked that same spot a million times.

After a while you realize he started to steal your stuff, specially the jewelry. He doesn't even wears them, he just likes them a lot so he keeps them. You can't get him to wear anything at all, he will run away at the sight of you wanting to dress him up (like a dog realizing it's bath-day, maybe he does think you will force him into a shower cuz he stinks a bit and you would not want to wear a shirt that he just used).

Aizetsu:

Aizetsu likes it, he thinks you look nice in it, you look like yourself. Dark clothes fit anyone, he thinks, and damn him if he isn't attracted to the themes, specially the memento mori. The thing he loves the most are the tattoos, the fact that they are part of you. He asks about their meaning, of why did you choose certain design, of the experience, he uses them as a way to know you.

Now, he wouldn't actually wear that. While he also likes dark clothes, he uses only things that are comfortable for his skin and to do the katas with his spear. But... a little bullying and he will be willing to match with you for a while. Oh, and he looks adorable after a messy kiss with the lipstick. He loves it and hates it at the same time, since it's awful but he likes that you can leave a mark that won't heal so he doesm't want to clean it off.

Nakime:

Nakime is in love with your style, she doesn't understand it as much as she feels she should, since he also wears black. She likes the themes, adores the tattoos (even if she would die before letting a needle basically embroider ink into her skin), dies for the make up and jewelry, also the fact she literally fell in love with you when she saw you like that... she still hasn't managed to integrate herself fully into it. She adores it, yearns it, but it's not hers.

Still, Nakime does like when you lend her something, and she would use them from time to time as long as you guide her through the style. And she likes a lot to kiss if you are both wearing lipstick, even if she doesn't like to deal with the mess it leaves in the skin.

Akaza:

Akaza doesn't share the taste, but he is very supportive. He likes to see you dress up the way it makes you comfortable and happy, and he is not above gifting you a gothic piece of jewelry or cloth if that will make you happy. His biggest issue are the tattoos, for some reason they make him feel on edge (you are used to him being paranoid of you being hurt, but fearing it out of a tattoo?)

He would not wear none of those, never. Akaza loves you, but he is not comfortable with the idea of so much black in him. It's actually funny because he wears white and pink, so you give the Jade (you) and Kat (him) vibe from Victorious at first glance. Also, he is not going to stop you from kissing hin if you wear lipstick, but he is cleaning his mouth the second your lips leave his.

Douma:

Douma literally doesn't care. You could both dress in the most expensive suit or a trash bag and the same reaction. "You look lovely in that!" But he says it mostly because it's the correct thing to say, since he doesn't have feelings on the matter. The only think he is curious about are the tattoos, but once he made some questions like "Did it hurt?" "Why this drawing?" "What if one day you don't like it anymore?" He starts losing interest.

He also doesn't care lf you put anything on him, you could give him a tattoo if you ever wanted. He doesn't care if the kisses might get messy with the lipstick or even if you want to put make up in him, at best he will think having his face "painted" is funny and at worst he will clean it off. Douma just doesn't care.

Kokushibou:

Kokushibou hates it, if he wasn't a demon he would have died from a heart attack everytime he saw you using a choker with black lipstick, visible tattoos, clothes too tight in your skin and/or too revealing (he thinks too revealing is showing your shoulders, thighs, any tiny bit of chest, waist, back and so) and way too many accesories for his liking. And don't get him starting with the memento mori themes (he's terrified by it).

This is a japanese traditional man, and what your style is almost the exact opposite of it. Still, he barely comments on it, he's a very quiet man, and he's so horrified he doesn't know how to approach because... you really like to be like that??? [Go to sleep gramps 😂] If you ever put anything gothic on him, no matter what, even if it's just the figure of your lips with the black lipstick, forget the canon timeline, he will die then and there. [Poor grampa, your youth is too much for him 🤣]

#top reader #demon slayer #kny #upper moons #kny x reader #karaku #urogi #aizetsu #douma #gyutaro #sekido #akaza #gyokko #kokushibou #goth reader #why is it called goth? the asthetic fits more into a baroque one #i think goth people are art #so this is probably biased #hantengu #we all love the vanitas and the memento mori #also a victorious reference

[datw3irdo]

Regret art….

Alt text: There is 2 traditional drawings, one with Wallter and Mannequin_Mark talking- on the one on the left. Mark is presenting Wallter with a flower, saying “You..were gone before I could give you this.. Brick boy.” They are blushing and wearing their traditional hard hat. Wallter is bashful also, exclaiming “O-oh!” In shock. Wallter is happy crying- and the 2 are smiling. Below, on the left, Wallter is holding bricks- smiling down at Mark who is hauling wood over their shoulder. A line points to both of them then connects nearby text, which states: “Building a new home, but with bricks and wood.” The second image is of Red Teddy, the red ball inspired by JA-RU’s emoji splat ball. Red Teddy is crying, and is heavily shaded.

ID END

#regretevator #regretevator wallter #regretevator mannequin mark #regretevator mannequin_mark #wallmark #wallmart #ship art #regretevator ship #brick boy #teddy #regretevator teddy #jaru #jaru splat ball #fanart #regretevator fanart #regretevator walter #roblox fanart #regretevator roblox #roblox regretevator #my art #artists on tumblr #image ids #image id #traditional drawing #traditional art #traditional illustration #traditional sketch #traditional media #mallter #regretevator mallter

[vatyrie-avaris]

OC background

tagged by @thetavolution and finally getting around to it lol

art by @darpart

B A S I C S

Full name: Vatyrie Viceroy Avaris

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Pronouns: He/Him

O T H E R

Family: -> Father: Orias Avaris -> Mother: Ishtar Glasyus Avaris -> Older Brother: Darius -> Older Sister: Bedelia

Birthplace: Demi-devil citystate of Azaroth just south of the Firesteap Mountains in the Shaaran Desert

Job: currently - Ranger/Sellsword; past - courtesan; noble

Phobias: Thalassophobia

Guilty pleasures: Indulging in an occasional smoke, preferably of an Infernal variety. Tobacco/drugs of that variety are difficult to come by outside of hell-influenced areas, so he saves what he finds for rare occasions. Also he loves good strong coffee.

Hobbies: Alchemy and herbalism, climbing and acrobatics, petty theft, music (listening mostly, playing/singing on rare occasions), archery

M O R A L S

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral, usually good leaning

Sins: Greed, so lots of theft and stinginess. Growing up a noble made him very haughty and manipulative, but that has toned down now. He is still cocky and sarcastic. Disingenuous and distrusting due to past trauma. Oh, also murder.

Virtues: He is protective and encouraging of those few he does get close to. He is witty, charming, and playful at his best, and his skills make him insightful, meticulous (when he can focus), and discreet.

T H I S  O R  T H A T

Introvert / Extrovert

Organized / Disorganized

Close-minded / Open-minded

Calm / Anxious / Restless

Disagreeable / Agreeable / In between

Cautious / Reckless / In between

Patient / Impatient / In between

Outspoken / Reserved / In between

Leader / Follower / Flexible

Empathetic / Unempathetic / In between

Optimist / Pessimist / Realist

Traditional / Modern / In between

Hard-working / Lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

OTP: Vatyrie/Astarion. Playing through bg3, I was shocked at how well their stories foil each other. Both have a core desire for freedom and want to be loved/cared for but fear suffering for it. I could go on all day with the two of them

Acceptable Ships: I think he could bond well with Wyll as well, if Wyll was willing (or wylling) to put in the work to build his trust and show him the benefits of selfless heroicness. Other people's OCs are also cool with me, if you think he's a good match!

Brotp: -> Karlach reminds him of his sister and once they get close, they get along like a house on fire (a bit too apt of a metaphor lol). -> He also loves gossiping with Shadowheart, and appreciates her private yet sometimes goofy nature. -> And of course, Astarion is a best friend who he finds fun, relatable, and talented.

Notp: He might not work in a relationship with everyone (very few actually) but he could comfortably have a sexual relationship with just about anyone. At heart, he is a very tactile and affectionate person, and sex is more of a hobby/fun pass-time to him (love making/emotional intimacy is more sacred to him). Only thing I can think would be The Emperor, because there is so much suspicion and distrust and anger at the manipulation and of being someone's tool again.

Tagging: @soundofcomets, @mellybaggins, @foxtrickster13 If yall would like to do so (no pressure of course)

#vatyrie avaris #bg3 tav #bg3 character #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #tiefling tav #dnd character #art #tiefling #bg3 companions #dnd charcter art #bg3 tavtag #baldur's gate 3 tav #tav #astarion x tav #my tav #character backstory #original character #character writing #d&d writing #bg3 writing #dnd #dnd writing #dnd ranger #bg3 ranger #bg3 oc #tiefling oc #oc lore #dnd oc #d&d oc

[shotorozu]

hii!!! i have a lil request! its smth ive been thinking a lot about bc i love him so much, but how do u think shoto would be with someone whos like super counter-culture? like super goth or punk or gyaru or smth! im personally really into goth and have lots of facial piercings including some that are not super common like angel fangs as well as a bunch of tattoos, brightly dyed hair and dress kinda trad goth on the regular w bones and all that.

i can kinda see him maybe catching interest in someone whos so outside of the norm in style as a way to kinda fuck w his dad since he grew up so traditionally and all that, but also he seems like he'd be too kind to actually follow through with dating someone solely to spite his dad.

skfbdidjd idk! i just kinda wanna hear other ppls thoughts on it! i hope u have a good holiday season and a good new year!

(gender neutral reader, no pronouns mentioned— i tried to be very broad when it came to describing aspects of aesthetics)

ohh i think shouto being with someone that’s super counter culture is an interesting concept

before meeting them, he’d probably walk past them— his future s/o decked out in super cool accessories (including piercings), tattoos and dyed hair, and his neck would almost SNAP due to how fast he looked back at them 😭😭

it’s a culture shock, he obviously isn’t used to people that are so.. non-traditional? if he brought you in front of his dad then his dad would probably freeze up (ironically) and get sent to the hospital in an ambulance.

he’d be in awe just by looking at them standing, breathing, doing nothing— the wrist guards (solely for aesthetics, a shock for shouto since he needs those in the heroics) leg warmers, colorful hairpins, intricate and one of the kind hairstyles—

your overall fashion sense has him gawking.

it’s almost rude (and is about to become that way) the way he’s just opening staring at you like some kid on an airplane— but y’know, he’s kinda cute so you don’t make much of it. on top of that, you should probably mind your business, and not start some beef with the current #1 hero’s youngest and also famous son.

when he gets to know you more, he finds himself liking you— whether or not your personality aligns perfectly with your chosen aesthetic, or it’s the polar opposite, he finds himself sticking to you like some lost puppy.

it’s a perfect 50:50 of “i think your personality is cool” and “i need to follow you because i need to look at you more. you LOOK cool”

so he dates you for the reasons above and also because he wants to piss off his dad— because again, looking at you could send endeavor into a shock. (and he dates you genuinely because he actually really likes you and wouldn’t use you without your consent just to spite his very traditional father)

all backstory aside, he goes to you when he needs advice to level up his appearance— that includes fashion. anything you say is noteworthy, and he will absolutely take any advice as long as you say it.

he also comes to you for advice for piercings especially.

yeah, because y’know how it looked like he had some cartilage piercings in some of the latest official arts? he definitely went to you to ask for the pain level and aftercare.

“will it hurt?”

“yeah.. it’s cartilage after all. what if you got a lobe piercing first? you don’t have one.”

“i trust you. :)) so i’ll get one if you say so.”

he would’ve made you pierce his ears— or he did make you. it depends on how okay, and experienced you are with it. (and even if you weren’t— he’d still want you to do it 💀 it’s a good thing you could say no)

he’d also want to know the backstory behind any of your tattoos if you have any.

and he’d also want to try everything with you— that includes touching up your hair dye, getting new clothes, painting your nails, doing your makeup— the endless amount of things he’s willing to do with you, and assist you with 😭 i need someone like that

anyways, besides everything fashionable— he is your number one defender.

someone (for some stupid reason) said out loud “when i think of todoroki, i can’t imagine him being with someone like Y/N..”

and before anyone could say anything else, he just blankly replies with

“when i think of you, i can’t imagine you with anyone.”

that causes everybody to shut up, and you have to bite the inside of your cheek to prevent yourself from breaking into a smile.

he’s ruthless sometimes 😭

#tldr: he’s in love your honor 😻 #🗣—. talks !! #🫂.thanks‼️ #bnha imagines #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha imagines #bnha fluff #bnha x y/n #todoroki shouto x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki imagines #todoroki x y/n #todoroki x you #shouto x reader #shouto imagines #shouto fluff #todoroki shouto headcanons #shouto headcanons #bnha headcanons #todoroki shouto fanfic

[nuclearanomaly]

Do you take returns?

What if I went insane an posted old writing just because [Modern | Bookshop AU. | wc 1695 ]

The bell above the door tinkled softly, just loud enough to be heard over the quiet murmur of the radio drifting through the small used bookstore. From the back of the shop Ninira couldn’t see the door or the potential customer who entered, despite the fact that she was currently poised atop a stepladder. The filled shelves and other haphazard stacks of books created a series of walls between her and the store’s entrance. 

“Good afternoon!” She called blindly, heaving a particularly hefty book into its new place on the shelf. She’d been organizing all day, though that wasn’t anything new. Since taking ownership of the shop she’d been organizing it. Slowly making her way through the mountains of books and attempting to place them in a semblance of order, something that customers could, at the very least, browse without confusion. It had turned out to be a monumental task, but it at least kept her busy since the customers that came to her small used book store were few and far between. 

“Afternoon.” The reply that came was smooth, refined, and unlike anything she’d heard in her shop before. She knew the usual customers, the grunts of old men, the cooing voices elderly women, and the ramblings of the regulars; this was none of them. Cautiously, and curiously, she climbed down from her stool and crept towards the front of the store. 

The voice belonged to a man. Even with his back half to her, and she only just peeking out from behind one of the store shelves, she was sure that he was perhaps one of the most stunning men she’d ever seen. He was undoubtedly the most beautiful man that had ever set foot inside her dusty little store. She watched as he browsed one of the bookshelves casually, hands clasped behind his back, his raven hair catching in the late afternoon sun that was just starting to shine in through the front window. He radiated refinement from his posture to his clothes and Ninira’s initial feelings of awe were slowly replaced with suspicion. He looked as though he could afford the whole store, what need would he have for a dusty used novel. 

He may be the prettiest but he was not the first of his type to enter her store. Usually they were sleazier than him. Sauntering in and trying to bully a price out of her for the shop on the up and coming street. Prime real estate they called it. Not for sale was what she called it. 

Ducking back behind the shelf she took a breath, preparing herself for the roundabout conversations that were to come, before stepping out beside the front desk. “Are you looking for something in particular today?” She asked in her best customer service voice. 

The man turned his gaze drifting down to her and his eyes a shocking blue. He smiled warmly and Ninira once again had to firmly remind herself that there was no way this man had any good intentions.

“Browsing mostly, though perhaps you can help me… I’m looking for a gift for a friend.”

Ninira blinked. That was the last thing she had expected. Was he in fact genuine? “O—oh, of course!” She fumbled, suddenly aware, under his gaze, that the last lot of books she had been sorting had left large dusty streaks on her shirt. She hastily brushed at them. “What kind of book were you looking for?” 

He gave his chin a thoughtful tap, “they’re… an artist so to speak, so something along those lines.” 

“I have a display of art books in the front currently, if you would like to look at those.” She hesitated before adding, “they’re probably the nicest ones I have in stock at the moment.” It was the truth, they were fine collections of traditional Hingan art, yet she was reluctant to sell them. For very foolish reasons since her display had not enticed the buyer she had hoped for despite having it set up in the front window for a couple weeks now.

Her customer’s smile deepened to something akin to a smirk. “No... I saw those and don’t think they’ll suit his tastes. Do you have anything different?”

Ninira’s suspicions returned. He was amused by her offer? She frowned slightly, hoping it looked more contemplative than annoyed. He was playing her after all... He’d buy a book in good faith; or more likely watch as she struggled and failed to find the perfect book. Then make some comment about how she should give up on the store. Well he could try. 

Ninira turned and started down one of the cluttered aisles. “The other art books are back here.” Fortunately she hadn’t moved them much since she’d dug through them all to make the window display.

She weaved her way around haphazard stacks, books unable to fit on the already full shelves before stopping beside an overflowing shelf, and an open box filled with excess books. “Here…” she gestured to the box, “sorry for the mess.”

He smiled that warm smile and knelt to look through the box. “It seems like you’re in the process of moving things around here.” 

“Yes. I’m trying to have less of this.” She gestured to the general clutter surrounding them, unsure why she was telling this in the first place. “And more something that someone could navigate on their own.”

“A wise idea for a business. Do you not have help?” 

Ninira sensed the warning flags once more. “No… But I make do.”

“That’s a big job to tackle alone— ah.”

Ninira watched, baffled, as he pulled a book titled How to Draw Action Anime and Manga from the depths of the box. His devious smirk returned as he held it up. “Perfect.”

It dawned on Ninira that perhaps the person he was plotting against was the recipient of this book rather than her. She felt some tension lift from her shoulders. “Are you sure?” She asked politely. 

“Positive.” He started to rise but paused and looked at her. “Though... do take returns?”

Ninira nodded.

“Wonderful! It’s just… he might already own this one, you know?”

—

“What the actual fuck is this?”

Estinien stared at the book that had been unceremoniously dropped into his lap mere moments before. The wide eyed spiky haired abomination on the cover stared back.

“A book on Hingan art.” Aymeric was unable to keep the smug amusement out of his voice as he took a seat. Estinien’s apartment was already cramped but he’d managed to squeeze in a chair alongside the couch, coffee table, and entertainment unit that occupied his living room. Aymeric sat in the armchair now, an infuriatingly pleased look on his face. “Just like you asked.”

“I asked for the book on traditional art that was in the window!” Estinen snarled from his own spot on the couch, “not this!” He brandished How to Draw Action Anime and Manga angrily at his friend.

“Ah, the one in the window. I apologize, I didn’t see that one.” Aymeric’s face cracked into a grin. The bastard. He knew full well about the book sitting in the bookstore’s window. Estinien had been eyeing it for a while now and despite the fact that the aforementioned bookstore was directly across the road from his soon to be tattoo parlor he’d yet to venture inside. Too busy he’d told himself. If he was at his shop it was to work on the renovations needed to get the place open. After all, he had a schedule to keep and no time to waste browsing a bookstore. It had absolutely nothing to do with how cute the store owner was and the prospect of having to talk to her.

“You’re taking this back.” Estinen tossed the book at his friend. 

Aymeric deftly caught the book before tossing it back across Estinien’s living room. “Unfortunately I’m terribly busy, much too busy to return your book. Besides,” he folded his arms. “It’s a gift! Quite rude of you to demand that I return it. If you don’t like it, the receipt is inside, you may return it. Or exchange it, whichever you prefer.”

Estinien opened his mouth to argue but Aymeric continued. “Don’t give me you’re too busy with the shop spiel again. It’s directly across the road. Perhaps you could use some of the precious time you spend looking through the front window at the store to go over there instead?” 

Estinien scowled. 

“I’ve done you a favour! You have a reason to go now, not that you didn’t already. You go in, exchange the book your horrible friend bought you. Maybe ask the cute owner if she’d like some help moving some of the books around? She looks like she could use a hand in there. Take her out for a coffee afterwards?” Aymeric’s smile grew as the flush crept up Estinien’s face.

He rose, discarding the art book onto the coffee table as he made his way to the kitchen and wrenched open the fridge. The line of beer cans stood waiting on the top shelf and he grabbed one, cracking it open and taking a long drink. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” 

From the other room Aymeric sighed. “Of course you don’t…” 

Estinien returned to the living room, tossing Aymeric his own beer before slouching onto the sofa. He was only slightly disappointed that Aymeric didn’t open the can immediately and cover himself in a shower of beer—he had given the can a few extra shakes just in case. Aymeric of course had the foresight to set the can aside, the bastard. 

“Well if you do nothing I do hope that, for your future clients sake, you decide to put up some blinds. I wouldn’t want you tattooing my arm only to be distracted when your neighbour across the street slips out for her lunch.”

Estinien took an angry sip of his drink. “I’m not going to get distracted.”

“Hm, evidence proves otherwise.” Aymeric retorted, finally tempting fate and opening his own drink. He did not get sprayed much to Estinien’s further disappointment.

#ffxiv #Bookshop AU #Ninira Nira #Estinien Varlineau #Aymeric de Borel #trivia time i wrote this AGES ago when I really first started to even think about Bookshop AU #we're talking the most basic of thoughts surrounding this AU #this predates me giving Estinien a band #despite how old this is I still do like it #I love wing man aymeric #I love him being a little shit #he deserves to be a little shit to his best friend at times #this also never got finished because I didn't know where to take it or how to end it #and despite numerous re-reads it has never offered up a conclusion #so it just kind of dwindles and dies #so in a fit of delusion I decided what if I just post it then I can stop feeling like I need to finish it and move on #so here we are #y e e t #writing: mine

[jils-things]

happy new year! ; my farewell letter to 2023.

last year, ive written a similar farewell letter to 2022 and i want to make this a little tradition - so here's my second one <3

okay, so - wow. first of all, just wow.

this might be incredibly bold to say, but i think this has been my best year to be alive (i promise you i do not want to sound corny about it, but i really think 2023 was amazing for me.) of course, many things happened. im at my last year of senior high before i go to college, which is very scary but i hope i can be brave for it. school has been actually very generous to me recently, despite a few minor setbacks that looked very major when i was going through it, but overall it was very generous to me. but irl rambling is boring, so let's talk about my selfshipping blog!

last year, i had a verrrry firm grip on a previous f/o that im 100% sure old followers know - though im a little sad I can't find that spark to focus on him again - the shift in media has helped me find new f/os that i can say has been incredibly memorable to me. as we all know, im in a very INSANE pokemon brainrot since november or october(?) of 2022 and it has still remained heavily active in my head right now - which i honestly didn't even know i had the full capacity of doing! I don't know what magic this game did to me but i promise you im so happy i revisited this game again.

i would talk about how grateful i am to everyone has been supportive and sweet about my romantic f/os but i think the best highlight of my blog is my newfound love for my familial f/os - before that, i never had a single one on my list because i was simply quite disconnected to the family love concept, but after indulging myself in pokemon - i would come to discover pokemon adve.ntures, or poke.spe for short hehe. i have so many fond memories of finding myself wanting to read more and MORE - i would have every chapter downloaded beforehand just so that i can read it in my spare time, not even school that demanded my attention would stop me from sneaking my phone to quickly read through the manga LMAOO - but consuming the media itself wasn't enough, i needed people to understand the ROLLERCOASTER of emotions i had while reading and well, i think its very clear who those people were, the ones who came to save my miserable ass from (insert shocking scene in poke.spe) AHSJHSHSJSJS you know who you are and i appreciate you forever and they - i kid you not, helped me create something wonderful!

but of course, the video games were just as amazing. would you believe me if i told you i played gens 1 to 7 in one year? that's how much i adore the game and i still have yet to catch up to other games like the spin offs :] im not sure how to end this statement but. im so happy appleshipping and memoryshipping exists 🥹 i usually don't like thinking that they'll be with me forever because i believe nothing lasts for eternity but i just wanna say that they were just ... im just so contented 🥹 again, all of this actually would not have been so impactful to me if it weren't for my awesome mutuals hearing me out about it and supplying me with even more ideas - these mutuals would also end up becoming such loving friends of mine that helped me get out of my comfort zone and im still happy they're around (hi guys!) 💚

oh! and, what a surprise, i never thought id have an oc f/o! i initially thought that this was so impossible to do but?!??;?! it just happened i guess!!!! i keep surprising myself this year 😭

ok now here's the obligatory art summary for the year 💥

literally the best thing i ever done with my art is try using csp and it actually really helped me change the way i draw, and i even managed to cross out a few items in my last year's resolution thanks to it! i still bounce between using ibispaint and csp but i certainly improved!

the last thing im forever grateful about are the people who has been consistently supportive of my art - especially the commissions, i can't stress it enough how much it has helped me outside and it allowed me to go beyond my comfort zone when it comes to my drawing skills :']] thank you all so much

and finally, big thank you to everyone who sent me nice letters to my tree 🥹💚 its a gentle reminder that im actually ... pretty cool ig 🥹 and if you didn't send one, that's also ok!! you're still cool for reading this mwamwa

again im so bad at ending posts like these but cheers to a new year and let's hope it'll be better for everyone. 💚🫡 goodbye 2023!

#~ misc #~ rambling

[mewiedragon]

DAY TWO OF THIS SILLY SERIES WHERE I DRAW TWOMP BACKGROUND CHARACTERS!!!

Here is the heart shop guy @worm-brainzz :]]]

From: Valentine’s Day with Mr Plant (First and last appearance)

Status: Dead, his decapitated head is hanging on Argos’ wall (AT LEAST IT WAS ROMANTIC-)

<- day 1 || next day ->

#twomp #twomrp #twomp fanart #all of the art!!! wow! #traditional art :o (shocking) #the world of mr plant #Idk if the lighting on that shirt is working but I won’t stop it #If you want to tell me who to draw/post next go for it! #I pre drew five already (including this and the previous) #four haven’t appeared since their first episode #three are dead and one just genuinely hasn’t appeared outside of a drawing in the background #I’m gonna give away too much info if I don’t stop talking- I wanted them to be surprises!! #It’s hidden in the tags so it’s probably fine

[doodle-pops]

How do you think the silmarillion elves would react to a s/o with tattoos? Maybe a pretty floral sleeve tattoo, some Latin on their chest or collarbone, a little watercolour dragon behind the ear, some classical van goth watercolour art randomly on their legs and arms. All just ideas for you! You think they’d like any of it though?

This one all depends on how open they are to learning new things. I know tattoos are a part of the dwarvish culture, so most of them who are aware may suspect that you earned respect from one of the clans (or perhaps raised). Since tattoos have means and they were considered tribal.

Those who are aware of the world changing and evolving as the ages go on, know the creativity and strangeness of mortals. It shocked and doesn't shock them at the same time to learn about the tattoos on your skin. "What was the purpose behind marking your skin with permanent ink?" Would be a popular question as their fingers trail over each line, and being inquisitive as possible about the meanings behind each. They might scold you a tad bit since marking your skin because you 'found the artwork pretty' wasn't an excusable answer. "Please don't just mark your skin because the symbols are pretty, they should have meanings." other than that, they are more open to your bodily artwork.

– ELROND, FINROD, Glorfindel, MAEGLIN, Fingon, CELEBRIMBOR, ROG, Elrohir, Elladan, CELEGORM

A bit more strict on the end of the spectrum when it comes to marking the skin. If they are aware of the dwarvish culture and you not being a part of it, you just might get a scolding, unless some of your tattoos are tribal and you can explain YOUR culture and tradition. They'll ease up on the scolding but are still confused about why would you want to permanently mark your skin with ink. A few would come around faster upon inspection of your bodily art, being amazed when you explain that it's a painful process but you managed the pain. "You took all that pain? But you did so many on your body! Oh, you're braver than I thought meleth. I believe I owe you an apology...they do look lovely with the different colours. You look like a painting..."

– Feanor, MAEDHROS, Caranthir, Curufin, FINGOLFIN, TURGON, FINARFIN, ECTHELION, GLORFINDEL, Galdor, Egalmoth

#reactions #finrod x reader #elrond x reader #maedhros x reader #maeglin x reader #celegorm x reader #rog x reader #elladan x reader #elrohir x reader #finarfin x reader #caranthir x reader #fingolfin x reader #ecthelion x reader #glorfindel x reader #egalmoth x reader #feanor x reader #silmarillion imagine #doodlepops responds

[windwheeler-aster]

hey congrats on 250! you deserve all of the love! your work is amazing. I'm kind of inspire to start writing my own fics. but in the mean time I'd love to see more of yours. with thar said can I get a coffee milk tea, with milk art, in a sky blue tea cup, with some marshmallows in it :) thanks! you're awesome!

for all the what if’s

summary: gift giving has been a common staple in many friendships, excluding the one between you and jean. which makes it strange when you partake in the tradition; and your incoherent state made it stranger. yet, the strangest thing about it all was how quick her heart was at the moment...

masterlist | event

customer’s order: a coffee milk tea (jean) with milk art (one shot) in a sky blue tea cup (*longing) with some marshmallows (friends to lovers) in it 

*brewer’s choice, as it was not specified in the order

pairing: jean x reader

reader info: uses gender neutral pronouns (they/them), reader and jean are friends, and reader is not traveler

word count: 732 words (3 min~)

genre: romance, friends to lovers

format: oneshot

warnings: none

a/n: :O anon i’m so glad that i could inspire you, your praise is very much appreciated. i hope to see you create your own fics 💖 i hope you have an amazing day and thank you so much for requesting 💖

Jean started down at the small, blue box in her hands. You had just given it to her, something abnormal in your friendship. You two hardly shared gifts between each other unless it was a special occasion. Jean preferred quality time together, as you two had discussed early on in your friendship. Gift giving was never her specialty, and she knew it was never yours, so why in all of Teyvat have you decided to—

“There’s chocolates inside,” you clarified. “They’re from the Cat’s Tail… and I picked out the caramel ones. They’re just for you though, so please don’t share with Lisa or Klee. Or even Kaeya.”

She chuckled. “Of course not. I’ve learned to be a little… selfish, thanks to you.” With careful hands, she untied the baby blue ribbon that sealed the box shut. “So, what’s the special occasion?”

“There is none,” you explained. Then you scratched the side of your neck, a nervous reflex Jean has seen on you too many times. “I just… Well, actually, I was wondering if we could… go out sometime?”

Jean pondered for a moment before speaking, thinking over your words very carefully. Did you mean that in your usual platonic way of hanging out? Were you two just going to grab something from the Cat’s Tail and eat around the outskirts of Mondstadt’s walls? Or, perhaps, you were going to be the more daring of you two and suggest a… date. 

Jean is ashamed to say her heart leaped at the thought, but she remained calm.

“As friends?” she asked.

You shook your head, tentatively. “As… something more, actually. I thought we could try furthering our friendship into something more.”

The heat in her cheeks rivaled Mondstadt’s searing heat melting her chocolates. Shocked, Jean almost let go of the pretty box itself. But instead, still trying to keep up her calm façade, she plopped a chocolate into her mouth. Caramel and chocolate melted onto her tongue, as well as a few sprinkles of sea salt mixed onto the sweet. 

It seems the chocolates worsened her calm state, as Jean is now very touched at how you remembered her favorite flavor combination. Flustered, but touched.

“I know this might be sudden, but,” you inhale through your teeth sharply, hesitation coursing through you. 

Jean and you have always been friends, would now be the time to… cross that line? Does she even reciprocate your feelings? Or even have the time to go out with you, for that matter. Crap, you hadn’t thought that far. What if you—

“The answer is yes.”

You looked at her. “What?”

“I want to go out with you. Did I not make that clear?”

“No, you did, it’s just— I don’t want to get in the way of your job or take up too much of your time. Really, you don’t have to say yes, if you—”

“In my mind, there is no question that I wouldn’t enjoy exploring our relationship further.”

“Yes, but,” your throat tightened, “what if—”

Jean interrupted you and pecked your left cheek. A sudden, but gentle, “oh” passed from your lips. She giggled at the sound and stepped back, putting some space in between you two. Instead of standing idle, she picked out one of the nice chocolates and offered it to you. Jean beamed when your fingertips touched hers, reaching for the candy.

“You need to stop worrying about the ‘what ifs’ and other nervous thoughts that go through that pretty head of yours,” she murmured softly. “I do want to be more than friends with you, okay?”

“You’re such a hypocrite, you know that?”

A grin pulled at Jean’s lips but she remained impartial to your teasing, as always.

“How about tonight at the Angel’s Share? Straight after you finish work,” you asked. “I can pick you up at your office, like usual. ‘Sound good to you?”

“Of course,” she replied. “I’m already looking forward to it. Now, I’ll see you later then.”

“Just don’t be late, alright?” You said. “I’m really looking forward to our date.”

And then Jean smiled. She practically shined, and the edges of her eyes crinkled up as her eye bags rose. Even when she was tired, Jean managed to convey so much energy for you. And she looked beautiful while doing it, you thought.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” she assured you. 

thank you for reading 💖 all forms of interaction to my posts are appreciated 💖

#wheeler's works #from the lovely anon #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #jean x reader #genshin one shots #wheeler's 250 #wheeler's events #romance #friends to lovers

[ruki--mukami]

Headcanons

For an artist s/o? (Drawing,,music)

Ruki Mukami w/ Artist S/O Headcanons

🎨 From the grace note of a pen flickering across the surface of the canvas to the sight of strokes forming into a cohesive composition, Ruki relishes in the tranquility accompanied with art whether it’s traditional in a sketchbook or digital on the glowing monitor of a tablet. As he reads, he still concentrates immaculately so long as you do not speak as you draw.

🎶 As for those who compose music, while he may not relax as much compared to the art medium, your ability to write songs and harmonize it into a euphonious melody never ceases to astound the Vampire. Given his limited music knowledge, he can only read some notes but cannot replicate it onto a real instrument the way you do time and time again.

🎨 Since his livestock, and thus his beloved, should revolve their world around him, Ruki sometimes requests you to illustrate him as accurately as you can. The final product that captured his likeness so flawlessly has the Vampire’s steel-blue hues widened in shock, unable to avert his gaze from the canvas knowing you took the time and effort to draw a masterpiece exclusively for his eyes.

🎶 Likewise with music, he occasionally asks you to play a piece for him. Lashes fluttered shut, book abandoned on his lap, and a half-smile playing at his lips, the eldest Mukami slightly leans his head back as he relishes in the pleasant sounds of music made for his ears only. In fact, he grows so fond and accustomed to it that he can even read to the more gentle tunes, using it to sharpen his focus on the literature in hand as his eyes dart from one page to the next in fluent succession.

🎨 Based on your choices and preferences in value, shape, and color, Ruki questions everything. He wants to know why you selected the palette you did, often pondering if the cool colors and sharp edges are indicative of an underlying melancholy or just about any other emotion warranting his concern. Arms lightly draped around you as you work, he watches in silence before asking about how each element works in unison. If he’s especially impressed with your work, he would even frame it and hang it alongside the other abstract paintings in his bedroom.

🎶 However, as for the music composition, if it’s too loud for his liking or more on the modern side rather than classical, he may scold you to quiet down until he can tolerate the myriad of sounds. Watching you explore various instruments or even incorporate your own vocals reminds him of his brother, Kou, in a good way. Ruki likens your creative, ambitious spirit to that of the idol’s success. Not in selling albums or conquering the charts, but rather in your ability to make all who hear your music smile—himself included.

🎨 When the weather outside gives way to cloudless skies, azalea pink sunsets, and verdant frondescence fluttering about in the calm zephyrs, Ruki allows you to accompany him on a walk to sit somewhere that grants you a special view of the entire picturesque landscape. For several hours, the two of you stay there until you’re finished drawing as he uses this time to complete the novel he’s been meaning to get to the end of. Whether you chose to capture the abundant view before you or draw something stemming from imagination, the Vampire is simply elated he could help unlock the inner creativity within by escaping on this unprecedented tryst.

🎶 As much as Ruki roots for the success of your music, he also not-so secretly delights in the fact that you perform your songs for him when no one else is there to listen. More often than not, he serves as your private audience, supplying you with more detailed than anticipated feedback on how intricately layered the instruments sounded to how an underlying beat and rhythm united the entire song.

🎨 One caveat to consider with drawing is that the Vampire will reprimand you for not gaining some new, fresh perspective every now and then in hopes that moments of reprieve away from the pencil, the illustration, and everything an artist would need—from lifting your gaze of the sheer, blank whiteness in your hands. Artists tend to get so engrossed into their work the same way avid readers do books, yet even so Ruki knows when enough is enough. If you continue to draw when he specifically ordered you not to, then prepare to be put to sleep by a sudden loss of blood due to his fangs puncturing your skin, and wake up to a canvas covered in red splatters from how he ravished you into spending time with him for once instead.

“Your composition isn’t going anywhere, Livestock. Surely you can leave it alone for the rest of the night so that I can make a beautiful canvas of you instead as I listen to the music that is your pained voices and desperate bellows with each bite engraved deep into your flesh.”

#diabolik lovers #ruki mukami #mukami ruki #diabolik lovers headcanons #ruki mukami headcanons #mukami ruki headcanons

[astolary]

𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐔! 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 .

( Synopsis ) Glimpse behind the scenes.

( Content Warnings ) Cursing, and spoilers for shattered if you haven't watched it.

( Word Count ) 0.7k words // EDITED! 

PART ONE || PART TWO

( 1 ) 你能说, 我爱你?! — means “can you say, I love you?!

( 2 ) 我爱你 — means, “I love you”

— VALORANT MODERN ACTING AU! THE SIMPLE THINGS, WHEREAS;

A whole year of festivities. Holidays, birthdays, traditions, award ceremonies. The list goes on. For example:

Everyone's a Mr. Worldwide: Food edition.

Every day they learn something new. Cultural shocks happened within their small family, and they had a big laugh about it every time. Brimstone has every moment saved in his photobook.

Each agent had a taste of the different cuisines. Neon's sinigang and adobo ranked first, Fade's pide ranked second, and Jett's kimchi third.

Rice and ulam, no one can survive without it. Neon claimed once.

Imagine how delicious their meals are since there's something new each time. The whole world to offer in one big dining table.

Sova's babushka delivered the cast lunch one time and they'd never seen the Russian so happy while he spoke about what the dishes were.

Chamber can't use chopsticks, everyone made fun of him. (In a friendly way, of course.)

There's a moment of silence if there are people who do their prayers before their meals.

Nobody disturbs Viper and Raze while they eat, absolute madwomen.

Sage fusses over them like the mother she is and insists they eat more. Kay/o gladly takes more servings of the free food.

Omen got invited to an eating show and dominated the whole thing.

Everyone's a Mr. Worldwide: Travel edition.

Some perks about being in Valorant; they get to travel the world. The most notable moments were:

Icebox? Bennett Island, Sakha, Russia. A few of them were never used to the cold of winter, so they were excited to try something new.

There’s a tally of how many times Yoru slipped on the ice. It's updated on the internet every time, courtesy of Skye.

Bind? Rabat, Morocco. Cypher never thought he would be comforted by the harsh heat of the place.

Phoenix withered in his seat while he watched Cypher take big lungfuls of air. Why?

DUALITY! While filming in Rabat, the air blew sand to Phoenix's eyes and the shoot was delayed for a full hour. Nobody had water, so everyone ran the whole area looking for water while Killjoy and Viper dragged poor Phoenix around.

Phoenix tripped on his shoelaces, dragging Killjoy and Viper down with him. He screamed while falling, so now there was sand in his eyes and inside his mouth. He hasn't recovered from this incident to this day.

Fracture? Santa Fe, New Mexico, USA.

The younger agents had the time of their lives playing on the zipline. The older ones suffered because Raze kept pleading to join in on the fun.

'You go first' war between Fade and Chamber. Fade gave up and pushed the French first, and he was not prepared at all. Lost a shoe in the process.

Behind the scenes.

There's a compilation of Breach screaming about being late for a couple of shoots; his arms are still charging.

Somebody conveniently stole Yoru's motorcycle that's now sitting in the lost and found.

Jett accidentally threw a knife at one of the cameras. At least they don't need to put effects on the scene anymore...?

Cypher's hat and Omen's cape are official merchandise sold out every time.

SHATTERED! Reyna ties Neon's hair with her favorite rubber band after their shoot together since Neon was sweaty.

Also, Reyna's nails have their own name at the spa since everyone 'ooooooo' and 'aaaaaaaaa'd at it.

All of the pictures of them during the last seconds of the fifth cinematic were all the official art Valorant made to surprise their cast. Viper had a selfie with her stand.

Now, why didn't Cypher die? Nora didn't give him a morning kiss. So he was sulky.

Before 'SHATTERED' got released, Killjoy accidentally lost her glasses since she took a nap so everyone panicked. But they were on schedule so it was all good.

Neon threw her frenzy a bit too far and flew out the window, so they had to get it.

Killjoy genuinely wasn't expecting a robot to be in front of her once she opened the door. That was why she just slapped it and mumbled a 'sorry' while Neon tried not to laugh.

Overall one of the best experiences Valorant has ever done.

—

EXTRA:

If the director had a chance to describe the cast: A chaotic collision of cultures and languages. In a good way.

But sometimes, this leads to fans saying...

"Chamber! Can you say I’m a putangina!"

“Neon told me exactly what that means, no.”

"Sage! 你能说 (random fan name), 我爱你?!"

"Astra, 我爱你 <3"

"Aw, thanks fam! I love you too :D"

"CYPHER CAN I MARRY YOUR WIFE?"

"Absolutely not."

Yeah, Valorant has never done a meet and greet after this ever again.

astolary 2022 — do not edit, repost, or translate.

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