#and I really do think these are both neat

[nyaruelle-designs]

🦄 Mane 6 + Family Redesign! 🦄

aaaaa this took so long, but it's finally done 😭 here's some art of mane 6 with their families. If you haven't seen my first redesign for the Mane 6, click me!

Keep reading below for design notes! (most of them are very small tweaks to get the palettes to look close to the Mane 6 hahaha)

OK! starting off with twilight's family, I tried to keep her parents' colors close with her own colors, I took both twilight's and shining's colors to match along with their mom and dad. I think Night Light is the most noticeably different of all the parents so far??

shining's colors are quite good but I guess I make it a point to give some siblings matching coat patterns to relate them to each other haha

also I had to add spike. He is apart of the family after all <3

For Rarity's family, I really took a lot of creative liberties haha

I kept Sweetie Belle's colors quite similar but yeah, tweaked it to match more in her sister's color scheme and gave her shared coat patterns with Rarity.

Rarity's parents also underwent some tweaks HAHA (i swear, every time I give the mlp character a unique coat pattern, they turn out looking so different but good??)

Fluttershy's family still looks relatively the same just with a few tweaks to the colors. (Fluttershy definitely gets her soft wings from her mom hehe)

I gave Zephyr a tattoo which I imagine he got in his youth while figuring himself out, thought it would complement his 'surfer?? chill bro' character

Also, fun detail: the tips of Fluttershy and Zephyr's wings compliment/relate back to each other which I think is really neat

Rainbow's family is quite self-explanatory, not a whole lot of difference HAHA

I think I let myself have a little bit of fun when redesigning the Apples. Idk why I thought it'd be interesting to add a bit of green to Pear Butter but ye??

I also kept Pear Butter as having a more petite frame as my personal handcanon is that while she did do farm work, she mostly did the less intensive work like watering the crops or something ahaha

neat detail: Applebloom inherited her eye color from granny smith, thought it'd be interesting to link them together

And last but not least, the Pie familyyy

As Pinkie and Marble are twins, I modelled Marble directly off Pinkie's desaturated form but gave her a longer mane. Other then that, I tried making them look as similar as possible

It's not very noticeable but I also gave Pinkie's dad a bit more pink in his colour scheme to show where she could've gotten her pink genes from. (I want to believe that in the past Igneous Rock had a pink mane before it turned grey from age)

also out of topic but I have this personal headcanon that the pie sisters are actually quadruplets with pinkie being the only one out of the 4 having her recessive pink gene, thought it would be fun to share.

Anyway, congrats on making it to the end! Thanks for reading all my design notes :’D I’ll definitely be drawing more. (next I'm gonna try to draw the secondary characters and hopefully not take too long to get it done-)

[violetcamryn]

HTTYD NSFW ALPHABET - Snotlout Jorgenson (live action ver.)

Snotlout Jorgenson (live action version) x fem!reader

Warnings: Smut (18+)

AN: For the sake of this post and all future HTTYD posts, Snotlout is at LEAST 18 years old (in my mind, he is early 20’s) . Wrote this because there is not nearly enough content out there for live action Snotlout (or even Snotlout x reader in general). Also darn you Gabriel Howell for re-igniting my HTTYD & Snotlout obsession

A = Aftercare: The KING of aftercare. He’ll run you a hot shower, then hop in with you and help you wash off. All while massaging your shoulders like his life depends on it. Then he’ll tuck you into bed and crawl in with you for the night.

B = Body Part (their favourite on you & on themselves): On himself, it’s his arms (shoulders included). He loves to flex in the mirror and flex to you anytime he gets. You definitely don’t mind though, because he is actually pretty built. On you, it’s your thighs. He loves to rest his head in your lap when you’re alone together, and he’ll just trace meaningless lines up and down your thighs with his fingers. He especially loves when you play with his hair as he’s laying in your lap. He’d never let anybody else see him this vulnerable, but you’re the exception.

C = Cum: INSIDE. I think this man might have a breeding kink…he absolutely loves hitting it raw.

D = Dirty Secret: He likes to be on the bottom every once in a while. He really enjoys when you’re on top, he’ll be looking up at you during sex with those big puppy dog eyes and just letting himself enjoy the moment. He also would not mind if you tied his hands up to experiment, he’s just not confident enough to ask for it yet. None of this is really a secret between the two of you, but it is most certainly a secret to everyone else.

E = Experience: He’s slightly experienced. He used to get around in his mid-to-late-teen years but he didn’t enjoy it much. He sort of saw it as a right-of-passage thing, but when he started dating you things really started to heat up. He’s learned quite a few tricks since you started having sex and he’s a very skilled man now.

F = Favourite Position: If he’s on top, d0ggy. He loves being able to grab your hips and waist while you’re getting it on, and plus he can get a better grip of your hair from behind (🤭). If he’s on the bottom, literally anything. He does not complain. He’s just happy to be there.

G = Goofy: Absolutely goofy at the right times. Definitely not all the time, but he lets a joke go every now and then. He enjoys it when you banter back to him too, it keeps him from worrying that he’s being TOO goofy.

H = Hair:

1) Upstairs He’s a hair puller. He doesn’t like his hair to be pulled, but you both enjoy it when he pulls yours. He would never do it if you weren’t comfortable though, but he knows you love it. However, he does love when you play with his hair after y’all are done having sex. The feeling of your fingers running through his hair and massaging his scalp just does something to him.

2) Downstairs He keeps himself well groomed. Not necessarily clean-shaven but he likes it neat and tidy. He doesn’t care whatsoever about what you do with yours, he’s just happy to feel the touch of a woman.

I = Intimacy: He loves when it’s just the two of you in his room, curled up under the blankets, talking late at night. He cherishes those moments with his whole heart. It was hard for him to open up at the beginning, but you’ve slowly chipped away at his walls and now talking to you might just be his favourite thing. He also loves when you two have slow and intimate sex. When you spend time just feeling each-other and not rushing to the finish line.

J = Jerking Off: He used to (a LOT) before you started dating. But now he doesn’t see the point when he’s got such a beautiful girl. He’ll only ever do it if you’re away for a long period of time on some sort of mission. But it’s never the same and he always wishes it was you instead of his hand.

K = Kinks: PRAISE KINK. The moment you call him a “good boy” or tell him how good he makes you feel, he’s in heaven. He thrives on words of affirmation and affection.

L = Location: Anytime, anywhere, except in public. He will always be ready for whenever you want him. He won’t do anything in a public place (because that requires letting his guard down in front of people who aren’t YOU), but any private location he can find, you best believe y’all have fucked there before. His secret location fantasy would be in a secluded hot spring.

M = Motivation: When he sees you after a long day of dragon training, he is immediately in the mood. I mean when is he not in the mood? This man is down bad for his girl.

N = No’s: He will never hit you, even if you ask, it’s a hard line in the sand for him. He also would never be comfortable with having sex in a public space.

O = Oral:

Receiving He’s into it if you’re into it. He would never want to pressure you into doing something you weren’t comfortable with, but now that he knows YOU enjoy it, he’s all for it. Gets him turned on just thinking about it.

Giving This man is a MUNCH. I cannot see him any other way. He is down bad for his woman and will give and give to your hearts content.

P = Pace: Slow and sensual, or fast and furious. There is no in between for him. It really depends on both of your moods. Some days the only thing he wants is some slow intimacy, and there’s other times where he fucks like a mad man. He will be sure to cater to your wants and desires first and foremost though.

Q = Quickies: Depends. If he’s stressed out and needs to let the feelings out, he is absolutely into it. But most of the time he likes to take his time with you and not rush through. And honestly it’s hard to find a place in Berk that’s appropriately hidden for a quickie.

R = Risks: He is totally into experimenting with you, as long as it’s not one of his “no’s”. But role-play or restraints? Absolutely something he wants to try out.

S = Stamina: He can go multiple rounds most days, but there are some times where he’s just so exhausted from the days work that he’ll go one round, clean you both up, and fall right asleep. It’s not his fault you’re so nice to lay next to, he can’t help that he falls asleep so quickly.

T = Toys: N/A (we’re in viking times people, i’m not introducing medieval torture devices)

U = Unfair: Snotlout is a total tease. He’ll grab your ass in public when he thinks nobody’s looking, and he knows you love it. During sex he’ll ask you dirty questions when he knows you can’t focus enough to answer, just to show himself how good he’s making you feel. However you are also quite the tease. You’ll get him all turned on at an inconvenient time, and you’ll watch him try to focus on the task he was previously doing (and failing miserably now, because all he can think about is you).

V = Vocal: WHINY. I just know this man is vocal and whiny in bed. Deep breathing, grunting, begging, the works. Now that he’s comfortable with you, he makes plenty of noise. He loves when you make noise in bed too, it really turns him on and gives him motivation.

W = Wild Card: He gets wildly jealous when you’re sitting close with any of the other guys. Not like a toxic level of jealousy, just enough that it makes him squirm. Even though he knows neither you nor any of the boys would betray him like that. He’ll always find a way to squeeze in to the conversation and make it about how he’s big and tough (you think it’s hilarious).

X = X-Ray: Above average size in both length and width. Cut. Keeps it well groomed. Safe to say he’s around 8 inches.

Y = Yearning: A secret yearner. He’ll write poems to you and keep them in his journal, never to see the light of day. He wrote so many that he had to get another journal after only a month. He’ll also draw candid sketches of you when you go on dates, and he’ll hesitantly show them to you once he’s finished. You are always sure to praise his drawings every chance you get because they’re actually spectacular. Deep down, he’s always been a romantic. He’d be sure to show you off every chance he got.

Z = Zzz: If you’re playing with his hair, he’s out cold in 5 minutes flat. He used to have a lot of trouble sleeping but not since you two got together. Now he sleeps like a baby (as long as you’re sharing a bed).

Hope you enjoyed! I’m still VERY new to writing smut so i hope this wasn’t too bad or too much. Feel free to leave feedback in the comments, and reblogs are much appreciated 💗

PS. Snotlout is just a big ol’ softie in my mind. A softie with a hard outer shell. But he’s adorable. A lot of fluff in this post but hopefully there was also enough smut to please y’all 😚 i’ll make GN!reader and M!reader versions eventually too

[destinysbounty]

I think I wouldn't mind Zane's NPC-ification quite as much as I do, if it didn't feel like they were also retconning the fact that he was ever a person to begin with.

Like, sure, I totally understand. Dragons Rising has a huge ensemble cast, and the RGB trio + new ninja are the clear focus. And I don't mind that! Everyone who does get proper narrative attention is written so wonderfully and I adore what we have. But...sometimes it feels like they're just kinda divvying up everything that makes Zane who he is and giving it to everyone else, and never even briefly acknowledging Zane's ties to those traits.

Remember when Zane used to have prophetic dreams foretelling future events? Me neither. Hey Lloyd, how are your visions coming along?

Or, y'know how one of Zane's most integral plot lines, character details, and motifs is his struggles with memory and identity? Remember that time he got amnesia and was then both manipulated and magically corrupted into being a villain? Nah that never happened, anyway check out what Jay is up to now

Or, does anyone recall how Zane is a canonically really good cook with pies so delicious they made Jay cry on screen? No that's Arin's thing, actually

Heck, we even have our quota of ~Silly Robot Beep Boop Bop~ jokes fulfilled by Lobbo!

Don't get me wrong, I'm not hating on any of the other characters for having these traits. Nor am I arguing that Zane should have a singular monopoly on these types of storylines. But when they take traits that have for so long been primarily associated with Zane, like cooking and visions and amnesia, and share them with someone else without even briefly acknowledging Zane's prior involvement...idk. It just feels like they're trying to repackage all the things that make Zane interesting while still writing him out of the narrative. It feels like they're going "whaat? Zane, have personality outside of being a generic robot character?? That never happened!" Like they're just trying to have their nindroid and kill him too.

And I mean, to some extent I can understand their hesitation. It's the same reason the Mr. E/Echo reveal got scrapped in s8 - theres just way too much going on right now, and the narrative load required to explain somwthing this complicated during a reboot/sequel would just bog down an already very complicated story. Zane has a very convoluted backstory that, for new fans dropping in to the sequel series for the first time, may be difficult to explain. How do you recap Zane's history with amnesia in a neat an tidy way for the next gen story, when there's already so much going on?

Like i said, i get that. But they could at least make, like, brief blink-and-youll-miss-it allusions, yknow? Like how they played the Ice Emperor theme during Zane's existential crisis during drs1, or when Zane told Zanth not to follow dancing birds in drs3. Tasteful, subtle, doesn't require much insider knowledge and newer fans could easily interpret it as a noodle incident comment without losing out on their comprehension.

Maybe after Jay gets eliminated from the Tournament, Zane offers to go after him saying, "I've lost myself once or twice before. If anyone understands what he's going through, it's me." And if you want to preserve the plot unobstructed, maybe you can have it so that either Zane fails to get through to Jay or Jay is gone without a trace before he can get to him. Maybe there's a brief scene of Zane making a pie to try and cheer Sora up, but she can't eat it because it reminds her too much of Arin. Or maybe Lloyd has a panic attack over his visions and Zane is the one to offer him the advice about not fighting the vision and letting it come naturally.

Don't you see how easy that is? You would change literally nothing about the story at large, and you're not detracting from the main plotlines or character arcs that are quite validly dominating this series. But you're also throwing a bone to the people who actually like Zane. Like???? I'm not even asking for much here, man :/

Idk. Maybe I'm just bitter and need to touch grass, who's to say

[bewitched-hours]

So umm I had an idea of reader being like a deity in the past before being forsaken. They knew Telamon and were really good friends and they both meet back in the cabin but not as gods (right because Telamon is now Shedletsky and reader is in their human form or idk how to explain that).

I don't really have a scenario in my head so write whatever you think of :D

And thank you for erlier!

Dear anon, thank you for this delicious meal- If you want, I'll make more of this but then I want to know if you want it platonic or romantic-

Reader's getting She/They, we need more goddesses-

You still remembered...

A past that made your feathers shiver.

Back when you were a goddess... Much too similar to Telamon...

But he eventually disappeared, leaving you to cover for him until you were finally taken in your mortal form.

In a way, you were even grateful to get away from it all. To start anew and make yourself less important.

You even made a couple of friends in this hellish realm! Some better, some worse.

But among your closest was Shedletsky. You saw him as just some silly guy who could bring up the mood with a simple joke and you two seemed to click pretty quickly through your similarities in humour.

You also both had wings. Neat!

It even got to the point where you'd help other take care of your wings further down, where it was hard to see by oneself.

You couldn't count on both hands how many times you've helped Shed out and vice versa. Hell, you memorized which spots make him jump the most if you ever just wanted to mess with him.

But you eventually decided to open up about your past...

"Shed... I gotta confess something but promise you won't be mad..." You began quietly, looking at the ground in front of you as he was working on your wings.

He was still all smiles, not showing a shred of concern as he nodded. "Of course! You can tell me anything!" He said cheerfully, as though you could do no wrong in his eyes.

So, you swallowed your anxiety and with a deep breath, the words simply slipped out. "I used to be a god... A cruel one..." You could feel him stop for a short while but he continued on, thanking him under your breath for not leaving right then and there.

"I regret who I was back then... I thought I was above everyone else and could do whatever. Didn't help that I managed to befriend Telamon back then..." Another pause, this time longer, but he hesitantly continued letting you talk. "Only when he disappeared did I gradually start to understand how wrong I was... I wasn't above anyone and I didn't have the spine to own up to what I did."

Silence. For seconds, minutes, and then...

"I know what you mean... Old friend."

Silence. For seconds, minutes...

"Tel?" Your voice sounded louder in the silence, staring ahead as tears pushed themselves out of your eyes.

More silence. Seconds, minutes...

"Guess we never really grow apart, do we?" He chuckled, causing a smile to form on your lips as you nodded along. "Yeah... We just keep following the same route in life..."

Anything you'd like to request/ask? Check out my pinned post first and I'll be happy to write up whatever you want!

[crispys-records]

john walker's helmet-to-beret uniform change: a uniform analysis by a guy who frankly knows very little about marvel

as a reference, i never really read any of the marvel comics as a kid depicting john walker as either captain america or u.s. agent. i did NOT watch falcon and the winter soldier until after i watched thunderbolts which may or may not be an insane watch order. but the little things i do know give me the tiniest bit of confidence to make this analysis, because its got very little to do with him as a character and more in the way he is portrayed to other people.

still, im a little out of my league here, so if this is total bullshit, common knowledge, or both, you can... call me mean things in my ask box i guess

lets start with his first, captain america-esque uniform.

when you look at steve rogers, the star is in the center of his chest, and he has both red and white stripes vertically on his stomach. although with a little more embelishments, sam wilson has the same kind of set up, sort of hammering home the fact that he's following in steve's footsteps and carrying his legacy. on the other hand, john walker's initial uniform has the star on the right side of his uniform and there are only red stripes horizontally across his chest.

comparing the "real captain america" uniform to the john walker one, there are some pretty easy patterns i can connect here. for starters, the fact that the uniforms are different brings to mind john's hopes about being captain america--that he isnt there to be another steve rogers. he wants to be his own captain america, so obviously, he would have a different uniform. also, the fact that john walker, steve rogers, and sam wilson are very different people can also be seen in that.

going a bit deeper, let's look at the designs themselves. steve's, and sam's, uniform is more symmetrical, more controlled and neat. it shows a more level-headed approach to the title of captain america, and represents steve's nature. on the other hand, john's uniform is skewed to one side. when he faces the camera, the star is on the left, which is where your heart is. john is more emotional, less controlled and calm than steve rogers was. he loses himself to rage and emotion. and then he kills someone in front of the public, and now the blood that he spilled will be a part of his image forever. theres no white on his uniform to stain. theres only red stripes.

now, i didn't even realize this until i started watching falcon and the winter solider, but his uniform actually changes at the end of the series going into thunderbolts. he has white stripes now. and oh my god, am i going to unpack that.

the fact that there are now white stripes shows a change in character. john goes through this character arc in the show which kind of goes to shit in thunderbolts but thats just him getting the ghostbusters "every movie has to start with them at rock bottom even if things start looking fine at the end of the last movie" treatment. i think john, as he steps away from the mantle of captain america, starts allowing himself to be hateful. while before, it was more of a struggle to be "righteous", to be the government's golden boy. so imagine that now, hes not the governments perfect soldier anymore. hes a disillusioned mercenary, down on his luck and coming out of a post-captain america spiral, and obviously hes letting whatever kind of resentment he had boiling during fatws dictate him. it cements him as a human character, like steve. he's strong and hes righteous and hes just. hes also miserable and angry and an asshole.

also, notice how in the dark, the only thing you can see is the white stripes? how the red, which was brighter in his first uniform, is obscured in the dark? im cornplating, sorry

and finally, the thunderbolts after credits scene uniform which i had to scour many a john walker fan account and fan blog for (ty guys i love you all).

it hasn't really changed much, apart from the lack of a star (replaced by an A) which i think could signify his full seperation from the us government. theres no longer a part of him that glorifies it, not after valentina tried to kill them more than once. like yelena threatened when val announced the Avengers: they own the government now. he doesnt have to worry about being that perfect government pawn, although he probably still will worry about being perfect human, because all he has to do is say "no, i wont fight this country ending disaster for you" and the government is toast.

also, the helmets, which i just thought was so cool to think about.

in the beginning, his helmet is pretty much a near one-to-one replica of steve roger's helmet. its smooth, its hard. it covers up his face, shows the bare minimum facial structures: two eyes, a nose, a mouth. it shows only what people want to see, the A on the front, for America. this is not john walker. this is Captain America, a hero for the people. a hero meant to replace the one that they lost.

as u.s. agent, his helmet is still the smooth, undefining helmet, but its lost the A. because like valentina says, they don't need a captain america anymore. she just needs a soldier who can do the dirty work for her. it obscures the wearer, and takes away the definition, leaving just a nameless figure. because u.s. agent isn't meant to be a public hero, just a soldier.

for a majority of thunderbolts, john walker doesnt wear his helmet. the helmet was originally something to hide behind, but he's not hiding behind anything througout the movie, and it shows. his divorce, his spiral, its all out in the open for bob and the rest of the team to disect. hes not trying to pretend to be nice, he's bitter and miserable.

and then, in the post-credits scene, he's wearing that stupid little beret which is so cute. im giggling just thinking about it. the symbolism is kind of obvious here. val or john, or both, decided that they're done trying to hide john's true persona from the public. his whole thing is that hes not captain america, hes a shitty, grittier, worse thing. so instead of hiding his face, they leave it out in the open, but they dress it up a little so that he doesnt look like a total deplorable freak to the citizens of the us. its all a little pr.

for all the hate that the beret gets, i do kind of like how it ties up john's character arc.

if youve made it to the end of what is kind of a really impromptu essay then thank you... im very unlikely to write thinkpieces like this again until we get more new avengers content or until i watch something about one of the characters that makes me think, like Black Widow or rewatching Antman and the Wasp. anyways thanks for reading

[aroaceoutsiders]

outsiders 6/25 evening show notes! long as hell buckle up divas

- sorry so many of these are about jpc i just think he’s neat okay 😔 feel free to shoot me an ask about anything you want to hear more on!

- the sweetest older lady was sitting next to me and during intermission she asked me if i was enjoying the show and i was like “yeah it’s my second time seeing it” and she was like really impressed and pointed me out to the rest of her family (who she was sitting with) and said “see she liked it so much she came back a second time”

- we were both crying in tandem during the end of act two and i gave her a tissue

- jpc soda and anna ace are literally best friends they played UP the fake flirting & they kept putting their faces really close to each other and fake making out

- post johnnys death jpc came up behind anna and pulled her into his chest from behind and like rocked back and forth

- jpc soda has these moments where he seems so tired even at the beginning of the show - he’s always putting his face in his hands or like propping up his head with his hands and just generally exhausted

- i can’t find the post now but it reminded me of that post someone made a while back with quotes from the book that show soda being constantly exhausted and napping

- however jpc also gave appropriate annoying middle brother energy in GGAH he kept like sidling up to brent and doing finger guns at him and poking him and brent was like batting him away they’re literally the brothers ever

- in the pre great expectations scene trevi asked “do YOU dream about them?” in a different way - brody does it as if he’s just kind of asking soda off the cuff, but trevi’s tone makes it almost seem like a “you dream about them too? so i’m not the only one having these nightmares?” which is such a heartbreaking interpretation

- when ajg dally exited during the drive in scene he shoved trip (cole) who actually fell to his knees

- jena & devin were having their lavender bevbrill moment HAPPY PRIDE 🏳️‍🌈 they hammed up the romance and were making out during the entirety of i could talk to you all night LMAO

- from where i was sitting they did not separate their faces ONCE

- sg and dan berry said paul and marcia bestie rights….during tulsa 67 they had like a little moment where they held hands and dan whispered smth into her ear and she giggled

- during the end of i could talk to you all night when everyone is facing the back of the set marcia was sitting between paul and trip with her arms around both of them

- during hopeless war the socs stand around the fountain and pass around a flask and they each toast to bob which is such a neat detail

- trevi is SUCH a kid. his “burt lancaster’s a sissy!!!!!”was hilarious

- on a more depressing note during johnnys death scene he kept repeating “no” really softly and it genuinely broke my heart like oh my god that’s literally a child who just lost his best friend

- jpc soda jpc soda jpc soda. where do i begin - he’s so so affectionate with pony & the hug post johnnys death was actually SICKENING jpc like sat down and pulled trevi in between his legs and full body hugged him from behind and BURIED his face in pony’s hair

- as a self proclaimed soda pony hug connoisseur and this one was just perfect

- one thing no one ever mentions is how the rain from the rumble is still like just barely dripping onto the stage during little brother - idk if it’s an intentional choice or just how the rain system works but i think it adds such a chilling effect to the song. ajg was actually on fire through that whole song too it was my first time seeing him & he is so so good

- jpc also made me lose it during the scene before stay gold - when trevi took the letter from him to start reading jpc sat down next to him and started STROKING PONY’S HAIR and i actually started bawling and didn’t stop crying until the end of bows

- the dinner scene was so so good. something about the brent jpc trevi combo just screams real brothers to me like they are so believable as brothers and you can FEEL how much they love each other

[cecinderal]

Omg heyyy could u do nsfw washford headcanons w an afab fem reader pls!!

ong first request, i’m framing this and naming my first born child after washford to commemorate this moment!!

Nsfw Washford hc’s

Warnings; None, maybe oral? but i don’t focus too much on it, sorry if this seems ooc or anything! i haven’t finished any of thw characters yet so this is based off limited interaction + first impression

Starting off with the very basic - He’s a submissive-leaning top!! there’s a reason that mf is under the dryer💔 no matter the position he puts you in (or you put him in), he likes the sex to be intimate and slow

His cock is on the heavier side and his balls are heavy, there’s a vein bulging out that has him weak in the knees if you run your tongue over it, he has a bush and a happy trail (both of which he keeps trimmed and neat, but grows just enough to be purposely be erotic)

Quickies are a no-go for him, i just can’t see him being at all interested in something like that

He loves eating you out, but doesn’t care for oral being performed on himself. If you really (and i mean really) want to, he’ll let you, but you’ll be in control of it all, he wouldn’t want to throatfuck you (as much as his twitching cock might suggest otherwise)

Along with the sex being long, he’ll quote his favorite books, poetically describing every detail about your figure - you might not understand, but it’s hot anyways!! he’ll speak the words directly into your skin, starting with your lips before, pressing slow kisses and words into your skin with every moment, making sure to draw the moment out.

You might ask him to “please go faster” but begging only makes him go slower, not to tease, but to gentle-parent you into learning some patience. He’ll take his time to praise your body and appreciate it thoroughly.

He doesn’t cuss during sex, but you may hear him let out the breathiest “fuck” when the head of his cock is guided inside for the first time. He continues to whisper poetic descriptions, making sure you know exactly how he’s feeling - not letting you doubt for a second whether or not he feels good - as he pushes further inside. It’s like the more that his dick fills you up, the less you’re able to think, fucked into a thoughtless, foggy mindspace where you can only focus vaguely on where his hands are, on your hips or rubbing your throbbing clit.

When Washford sets a pace, it’s not slow, but he’s not pounding into you like an animal. When he’s balls-deep inside, that’s where his cock is going to stay! wrapped in your soaked warmth, he’ll rut into you, and you’ll feel every single inch he has to offer you (if you can handle that much, that is, but Washford will make sure you can). His hips stay against yours, he likes being able to see your face so missionary is ideal, rolling deeper into you, you’d think you two might fuse together.

When he comes, it’s literal buckets! the rutting will feel desperate, so you’ll know it’s coming, and he’ll want you to cum with him. When he fills you up, it’s scorching hot, and that’s possibly the last time you’ll hear him cuss that night

[lunareclipse-writes]

Steve Harrington NSFW Alphabet (Gender-neutral Reader)

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A = Aftercare

He’s incredibly attentive after sex. The second it’s over, he’s pulling you close, kissing your forehead, running warm hands over your skin. He's the type to whisper “you okay?” and “did I hurt you at all?” while already reaching for water, snacks, a warm towel. He thrives on cuddles and making sure you’re comfortable and loved.

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B = Body Part

On himself: He’s secretly proud of his hair (obviously), but in the bedroom? It’s his arms. He likes when you grab his biceps, hold onto him, scratch at his back—it makes him feel strong and wanted.

On you: Your thighs. Loves grabbing them, pushing them apart, resting his head there, biting them lightly. Worships them.

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C = Cum

He’s messy—likes to finish on your stomach or chest, where he can see it. Groans when it drips. But if you’re into it, he’s also very into cumming inside you and watching it slowly leak out. He’ll blush about it later, but in the moment? Filthy.

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D = Dirty Secret

He’s had daydreams of you and him getting caught. Not full-on public sex, but maybe making out way too heavily behind Family Video or grinding up against each other in a bathroom at a party. The risk gets him off.

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E = Experience

He’s well-practiced—but it’s not just about numbers. He pays attention. He’s gotten good by caring about your reactions and memorizing every sound you make. Experienced enough to know what he’s doing, humble enough to still ask, “this okay?” with every shift.

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F = Favorite Position

Missionary—with your legs hooked around his waist, so he can kiss you deeply and watch your face. But also loves cowgirl (any variation), because he adores watching you ride him.

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G = Goofy

He can get silly—muttering playful comments, smirking if something awkward happens—but when things get heated? That golden retriever grin gets wiped off real quick. He’s laser-focused, breathy, and desperate.

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H = Hair

Keeps it trimmed but not bare—natural and soft, like the rest of him. He’s not obsessive about grooming, but he keeps it clean, neat, and nice-smelling.

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I = Intimacy

Romantic as hell. Candlelight, slow music, whispered “you’re so beautiful”s. He’ll cup your cheek mid-thrust and kiss your knuckles. Making love with Steve feels like being worshipped, not just wanted.

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J = Jack Off

He does it—especially if he’s been thinking about you all day. His favorite way to finish is imagining your voice, or the exact face you make when you come.

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K = Kink

Praise kink, 100%. He needs to be told he’s good, that you feel good, that you love what he’s doing. Also has a slight breeding kink, even if pregnancy isn’t possible. Just the idea of cumming in you, filling you up—gets him going.

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L = Location

His bed, 100%, with soft sheets and music playing. But he’s also had some memorable car sex in the back of his BMW. Something about the cramped heat and fogged-up windows really does it for him.

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M = Motivation

Your voice. You moaning his name, sighing, laughing, even arguing—it flips a switch in him. Also: your smell, the way your hips sway, you wearing his clothes. Instant boner.

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N = No

Anything degrading or involving humiliation. He can dirty talk, but he’s not into anything that makes you feel less than adored. Anything mean-spirited? Shut down immediately.

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O = Oral

He loves giving. Like, loves it. Will spend ages between your legs with a determined look in his eyes and messy, drool-slicked lips. He moans while going down, makes it about you. Receiving? Loves that too—grips the sheets, praises you breathlessly, tries not to buck his hips too hard.

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P = Pace

Usually starts slow, teasing, sensual. But once you’re both worked up? It’s deep, fast, and needy. He gets this rhythm that’s borderline desperate—frantic thrusts with sweet words in your ear.

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Q = Quickie

Totally down for them. Before work, during lunch, if you’re alone in the house for five minutes—he’s grabbing you, palming you through your clothes, asking “can I have you, just real quick?”

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R = Risk

He’s not extreme, but he does get turned on by risky timing or places. He’d try something new if you brought it up—likes experimenting with you, because it’s fun and sexy and intimate.

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S = Stamina

Can go 2-3 rounds in one night if you rile him up. He lasts a decent amount, especially the first time—unless you touch him a certain way or talk dirty, then he might blow embarrassingly fast. He’ll make up for it with his mouth, no question.

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T = Toys

Curious about toys, especially ones that stimulate you. Vibrators? Yes. He loves holding one on you while he fucks you. He doesn’t use toys on himself much, but if you pull one out? He’ll watch. Eyes locked the whole time.

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U = Unfair

He can tease, especially if he’s feeling cocky. Will grind against you without taking off your clothes, whisper in your ear, kiss your neck—until you’re whining. But he’s not cruel. He wants to make you come, even if he takes his time doing it.

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V = Volume

Steve is loud. Moans, gasps, breathy “fuck”s, your name over and over. He praises constantly—“You feel so good,” “That’s it, baby,” “You’re perfect”—and when he’s close? It’s a growl in your ear.

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W = Wild Card

He’s definitely jerked off in the shower while thinking about you wearing his Scoops Ahoy shorts. He still has them. You found them once, and he turned redder than a tomato.

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X = X-ray

Not huge, but thick. Around 6.5–7 inches, with a curve that hits just right. He keeps it clean, and he knows how to use it—especially when paired with his hips and mouth.

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Y = Yearning

His sex drive is high, but not uncontrollable. He’s just needy in a soft way—always touching, always kissing, always hoping it leads to more. Sometimes he just wants to be close. Sometimes? He wants to rail you into next week.

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Z = Zzz

Falls asleep pretty fast—especially if you’re curled into his chest. But not before checking on you, peppering your skin with sleepy kisses, and mumbling, “You’re everything to me.”

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“Late Shift”

Steve Harrington x GN!Reader

Tags: Established relationship, soft but desperate smut, praise, oral (receiving), missionary, light teasing, post-coital cuddles.

~1.6k words.

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It always starts the same—with your back pressed to the Family Video counter, lights dimmed, door locked, and Steve crowding into your space like he needs you.

“Missed you all day,” he breathes against your neck, his fingers sliding under your shirt, skimming your waist. His mouth is warm and soft, kissing a path up to your jaw. “Didn’t even get a chance to touch you this morning. Thought I was gonna lose my mind.”

You grin, teasing. “Did you jerk off in the break room again?”

His laugh is muffled against your skin, but he bites your shoulder lightly in retaliation. “You are evil.”

His hands grow bolder as he presses you further back onto the counter, tugging your shirt up, trailing kisses down your chest. You’re already pulsing between your legs just from his touch—he always does this, ignites you from nothing like a match struck in the dark.

“Let me make it up to you,” he murmurs, kneeling, dragging your pants and underwear down in one smooth motion.

“Steve—someone could—”

“It’s 10:40. Nobody’s coming.” His voice is lower now, darker. “Except you.”

His hands settle on your thighs, spreading them gently. You can feel the warmth of his breath against your sex. And then—his mouth. Hot, wet, hungry. He groans into you like he’s been starving.

You toss your head back with a gasp, fingers threading through that perfect, soft hair. “Steve—fuck—”

He looks up at you with blown pupils and slick lips, worshipful and wrecked. “You taste so good. Can’t get enough of you.”

His tongue works slow, deliberate circles, alternating pressure with maddening precision. He moans every time you twitch, dragging you closer to the edge just to pull you back again. His hands grip your thighs, thumbs drawing soft strokes into your skin, grounding you even as he unravels you.

It doesn’t take long.

You come with a cry, trembling, legs closing around his head as he holds you through it, sucking you gently until you can’t take anymore. He kisses the inside of your thigh as you breathe through it, like you’re the most precious thing he’s ever touched.

When you finally slide off the counter, Steve’s already standing, lips swollen, flushed and hard in his jeans.

“Need you,” he whispers, leaning in for a kiss that’s all tongue and heat and desperation. “Need to be inside you. Please.”

“Then take me,” you murmur against his mouth.

You end up bent over the little couch in the break room, your body pliant under him as he pushes inside. He starts slow—he always does—but it doesn’t take long for him to lose rhythm, panting into your shoulder.

“You feel so good—so tight—fuck, baby—”

He wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you up against him so he can reach deeper. The new angle makes you both moan, the slap of skin on skin echoing in the small room. He’s whispering praise in your ear between kisses.

“Perfect—so perfect—always take me so well—god, I love you—”

You’re both close, the pressure building unbearably fast, and when you clench around him, he shudders.

“Don’t—fuck, I’m gonna—”

“Inside,” you whisper. “Want it—need you to come inside.”

He groans loudly, biting down on your shoulder as he thrusts in one final time and spills inside you with a moan that vibrates through your whole body.

You collapse forward onto the couch, shaking, and Steve follows, collapsing half on top of you, both of you breathing hard.

“Holy shit,” he mutters against your skin. “You’re gonna kill me.”

You laugh weakly. “That was you, Harrington.”

After a moment, he kisses your temple, shifting to gently pull out. He stands slowly, tugging his pants up just enough to waddle off and grab some paper towels from the tiny kitchen area.

“Don’t move. I got you.”

You lie there, sore and blissed-out, while he carefully cleans you up, his touch soft and sweet. He helps you back into your clothes, then pulls you into his lap on the couch.

You curl against his chest, breathing in the mix of sweat and cheap cologne and something just so Steve.

“Next time,” he says, pressing a kiss to your hair, “we’re doing this at home. With, like, real pillows. And candles. And maybe a bed.”

You hum contentedly, fingers idly brushing over his chest. “You’re such a sap.”

He grins. “Yeah. But I’m your sap.”

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Masterlist

[paramountinplace]

please do a part 2 of the trip to the lake!!

Well, I Wood, But... - Pt. 2 (Little!Mel)

Summary: They make it to the lake and Mel finds that it's all just fine to deviate from the routine a little. Thank you to 🐨 anon who sent in some ideas for this fic! I tried to use them all!

It was, admittedly, a little odd to buckle Mel into her carseat while she was wearing her usual hiking outfit—her cargo shorts and hiking boots and hat crammed down ever her plaits—knowing that they were headed to the like. Everyone else was wearing their swimsuits under their t-shirts and shorts, but getting Mel into the car had involved agreeing to let her wear her hiking outfit. Van had made sure to pack Mel's swimsuit and sandals into her backpack in case of the likely event that Mel wanted to go swimming when they arrived.

She'd clambered into the backseat with Mel and Akilah, allowing the blonde to pepper her with questions about the lake as Akilah interrupted every so often to point something out through the window.

"Will there be indoor washrooms?"

"I think so, yeah," Van nodded. Akilah tugged on her sleeve and she leaned over to peer out the window, following the point of her finger until her eyes landed on a few horses in a small paddock. "Neat find, Akilah."

"Can I use my goggles?"

"Sure, but it might be a little too murky to really see anything," she explained. Mel's brow furrowed as she considered this.

"So I won't be able to see if a shark is coming to get me?"

"There won't be any sharks in the lake, I can promise you that much," Van chuckled. Akilah's face fell a little, evidently having gotten excited over the prospect.

"Will there be dogs there?"

They sometimes came across dogs on the hiking trail, which Mel usually spotted before everyone else and would run back to warn Van. On some occasions, after she'd made her warning, Mel would ran back to the front to politely ask if she could pet the dog if it was a particularly excitable pup.

"I hope not," Van muttered, leaning forward to reach over the middle row of seats and grab Mari's hand before she could poke a sleeping Nat in the cheek. "Leave her be, Mar, she's tired."

"What if I go in the lake and bacteria gets in my ears?" Mel asked, voice suddenly much quieter as she considered the frightening possibility. Akilah, who'd been distracted looking out the window suddenly tuned back into the conversation.

"There's bacteria in the lake?" She asked worriedly.

"Well, yeah, but it's okay bacteria," Van answered, wincing when their faces both dropped in horror. "I mean, no! There's no bacteria and it's perfectly safe to swim in the lake, I promise."

Mel continued asking questions as they pulled into the gravel lot at the lake and started unloading the car. Her queries only started to slow once they'd ventured out onto the sand to find a quiet spot to set up, seemingly mesmerized by the view out over the lake. Tai led them over to a shady spot nearby a pile of boulders that made Mel slow down as she considered clambering up onto them before Van called out for her to keep walking.

"Van," Mel said as they began setting up various chairs and towels. "I don't see any washrooms and I have to pee."

"You've got an absolutely massive toilet right there," Van quipped, gestured out over the lake, where Akilah had already wandered over to peer at the shoreline for fish.

"What?" Mel cried. She wasn't even wearing her swimsuit yet.

"Mel, honey, they're just over there a ways," Tai cut in, pointing. "Don't let Van get you fussed."

"I'd leap at the chance to take a wazz in the lake," Van said teasingly.

"Go on then," Tai urged and Van snorted, pretending to busy herself with unzipping one of the insulated bags to dig around for a drink.

"I still have to pee," Mel mumbled, kicking at the sand.

"Come on then," Van replied, grabbing Mel's backpack. "You can put your swimsuit on as well."

Mel nodded slowly.

"Can I put my boots back on after?"

"Sure, but you'll want to take them off to go in the water," Van said gently, which got a heaving sigh from Mel, but she nodded begrudgingly.

"Alright."

By the time Van and Mel returned, Lottie and Laura Lee had made their way down to the waterfront and were sitting with their feet in the water. Lottie kicked her feet every so often, sending up a small spray of water that Gen and Akilah squealed at excitedly.

"Did you bring your sun hat, Van?" Tai asked, watching as Mel clumsily smeared sunscreen over her arms.

"Nah," Van shrugged, collapsing into a chair beside her. "It's not too sunny. Mel, you headed in?"

The blonde picked up her foot to show that she still had her hiking boots laced up tight.

"We've got your water shoes," Shauna piped up from where she and Jackie were sprawled across a blanket on the sand, both quietly reading. Mari was sulking at the very edge of the blanket, drawing in the sand with a stick as she pouted over her recent realization that there was seaweed, of all things, floating at the edges of the lake. Gen had been trying to get her to ignore the weeds and go into the lake with her for a few minutes, but had evidently given up as she dug a small hole by Jackie's feet with a small rock.

Shauna tossed the shoes over Mari's head at Mel, who fumbled with them awkwardly before they spilled into the sand and she groaned.

"Now there's sand in them," she whined, picking them up and giving them a shake. Van squawked as sand flew at her and Tai, leaping out of her chair to playfully grab the shoes away from Mel before she could keep getting sand everywhere.

"C'mon," she told Mel, "let's wash them in the water and then you can get in. Mar, Gen, you wanna come?"

Gen nodded and hopped up to follow them down to the water, while Mari followed slowly, dragging her feet through the sand. Van dunked Mel's shoes in the water and helped her slide them on before reaching for her hat.

"No, I want it!" Mel protested, ducking away.

"You're gonna get wet," Van warned.

"I want it," Mel repeated, wading into the water before Van could grab at her hat again. Lottie and Laura Lee had moved further into the water and Mel made her way towards them with Gen close behind.

"Go on, bud," Van urged Mari gently.

"Will you come?"

"I'm not in my shorts, pal," Van replied, gesturing down at her denim shorts. "I can go change in a bit, but you could head in without me."

Mari mumbled annoyedly, but started edging into the water, avoiding the scummy bits as best she could. Van turned to head back up to the chairs, but was stopped before she could get very far by an indignant yelp from Mel. She turned slowly, watching as Mel splashed out of the water towards her.

"Lottie splashed my hat wet!" Mel cried, pulling the hat off her head to show Van.

"Well, what did I just say?" Van chuckled, patting Mel on the shoulder.

"Can you fix it?"

"We can put it in the sun to dry," she suggested. Mel considered the option for a long moment before heaving sigh and handing the hat over to Van.

"Be careful," she instructed, waiting for Van to salute before she turned to head back into the water.

Van set Mel's hat next to Shauna on the blanket before returning to her chair by Tai and falling into it again. Tai peered over the top of her book in amusement.

"You don't want to get in?"

"And drive home in wet shorts? No thanks."

Van shook her head emphatically.

"Well, you could get out soon enough to dry off," Tai mused. "You're going to get bored just sitting here."

"You can never dry off at a lake," Van intoned, digging her feet into the sand in front of them. "You get wet and somehow, even to your best efforts, you just stay perpetually damp."

"That's a big word for you," Shauna teased.

"Aw, be nice," Tai chided before Van could shoot back at Shauna, reaching over to put a hand on the redhead's knee. If anyone was going to take risky shots at Van, it was Shauna.

"Sorry, sorry," Shauna said. Van stuck her tongue out childishly and Tai snorted, nudging her shoulder.

"Go put your swimsuit on and go swim," she repeated. Van huffed, gazing out at the lake.

Mel, Gen, and Mari, who'd evidently gotten used to the idea that the lake was going to be a bit mucky, were swimming circles around a giggling Lottie while Laura Lee watched with a smile. Mel was trying to hold her hand above her head like a shark fin, but kept accidentally dunking her face in the water and coming back up spluttering, which Mari seemed to find hysterical.

It didn't take long for Van to give in and run to the washrooms to change into a swimsuit, joining the others in the water. She'd barely stopped long enough to let Tai put sunscreen on her face.

The day passed quickly and Tai let everyone eat their dinners standing in the water as long as they promised not to go in past their waists until their food was digested. Jackie and Shauna gave in after dinner and paddled around with everyone else until the sun started dipping down and they herded everyone out to help pack up.

Mel chatted excitedly about how fun the lake had been as they loaded their things back into the car, drowning out Van's soft complaints that she was still wet and didn't want to have to sit in her damp swim trunks for the drive home. She made Tai promise again that they would go back to hiking as soon as the trails opened up, but relented to Shauna's gentle teasing that they'd have to come back to the lake sometime since Mel seemed to enjoy it so much.

"You liked it a little bit, right, Mel?" Shauna asked, pinching her fingers together. She was seated in the middle row of the van, twisted around so she could look at the three in the very back seat. Mel stared for a long minute before groaning and leaning forward to spread Shauna's fingers a further apart.

"I liked it a medium bit," she corrected. "Not as much as hiking, which is like, this much."

She opened her arms wide, careful not to smack Van sitting next to her.

"It wasn't so bad then?" Shauna sounded much more genuine as they turned out of the parking lot. She was smiling softly as Mel nodded eagerly. The blonde had her hat crammed back down over her head and was cradling her hiking boots in her lap like a teddy, which had made Akilah wince a little because they were so dirty, but she hadn't said anything.

"Yeah," Mel agreed. "I kinda liked it lots."

[insertsomthinawesome]

Trying out a post for Repostober!! and idea by @marlowedobbeart!!

The top one was an old FFXV post I'm honestly still quite proud of! The second image is actually one I never got around to posting. I thought it needed more work/that it wasn't good enough. Looking at it now tho I think it looks fine aldskfjLSKDJGSD. So sharing it now :D -NO ROMANCE INCLUDED-

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID in ALT] I've made posts before about Talia/Dick co-parenting Damian moments (will never happen but let me dream) and this came to me in a vision. Took me ages to finish for some reason 😭 and then even longer to post

[merverelli]

"you just feel yourself let go."

still thinking about this episode. man. 💪💥

[plutonious]

oouhhhh I'm dying of artblock. so I'm forcing myself to draw things that look shitty DEAD EMMET AU SAVE ME. SAVE ME DEAD EMMET AU.

basics of this au; Ingo was missing(in Hisui) for eight years, and in that time, Emmet spent it not coping well to the point he gave himself a heart problem from the stress.

Complications from a seizure and stress caused him to die in his home.

Normally that would be fucked up and bad; but what makes it worse, is that a month after Emmet dies, Ingo reappears back at the subway and tries to stitch himself back into the old life he didn't know, and have to deal with grieving a guy who has been with him for most of his life but he doesn't even know.

But Emmet is verrrrrry much not gone.

anyways. I them. this au is a bit more ingo focused than what I normally drift around because I like Emmet soooooo much. I'm going to throw more thoughts down.

Despite dying in their apartment, Emmet wanders around Gear Station; its where he spent most of his time and where Ingo disappeared. He, as a ghost, is looking for Ingo still, thinking it will cause things to go back to normal.

Emmet isn't really sentient in the month between his death and Ingo's return. He's aimlessly wandering in through the station and the tunnels calling for him and asking if people have seen him, but he can't really interact well. Sometimes he's spotted or heard. He's probably talked to passengers and been seen on trains, with many excuses.

Chandelure can see and interact with Emmet as soon as he appears at the station. She would wander the tunnels to keep him company in the month after he dies.

When Ingo does return, something clicks and he is actually aware. He has a lot more control of what he can do and isn't stuck in some foggy limbo of conscious.

Emmet finds out he can posses Ingo, which he uses to polish up duties he thinks Ingo needs help with. Sometimes he just wants to jump in for a battle.

Elesa and the other depot agents are not happy about the possessions. Elesa thinks Ingo is pulling a joke in bad taste(because I mean you didn't know the guy but he was your brother and he's fucking dead), and the agents get really uncomfortable.

Before Ingo knows about him being a ghost, the possessions feel like a lapse of time that he is only vaugely aware of. After Ingo and Emmet meet in the tunnels, Ingo can boot him out and communicate with him.

First two images are after Ingo comes back but before they meet, and the third one is before Ingo is back.

SCRATCHES HEAD. I don't really have much on any actual stuff. I'd love to do a comic or perhaps a fic but I have the horrible disease of not knowing how to panel things in a way I can achieve and the other illness of not writing often. whatever. I am a big fan of au though. I think it's neat. hopefully I'll be out of artblock soon enough to do more shit about it. I lot a lot of little scenarios I'd like to draw out

I'm also going to @emmyet because you're sooooo nicies and soooo polite and got me to draw multiples things with oneeee swag reply. hiiii helloooooooooo (CHEERFUL WAVE)

[the-judicial-assistants-notebook]

not enough discussion about the gavins' complicated relationship with feminine-coded/beauty products, i don't think.

[hauntedsidebl0g]

something about zaki and tamon having the exact opposite experience with their spiritual powers gets me ngl

zaki saw ghosts as a curse and something that only got him hurt by alienating him from everyone else while tamon, even though he still felt disconnected from living people, found solace in his friendship with ghosts and thought of them as the only way to have the "normal life" experience (like his date with angel in his introduction chapter)

these guys make me so sad thank you phantom busters for solving things through the power of friendship

[nnayomaise]

i think the thing that really gets me about all the "we've got to kill this guy kabru" meme redraws with mithrun is that in the very first conversation mithrun has with laios, he trusts him with, essentially the fate of the world and his life long revenge quest against the demon