#i drew some of it in school 🤠

[just-call-mefr1es]

guess what yalllll

alright, before u bash me, i personally thought sejanus a bit tanner so uh i did🤧 i also read a fic where the whole doorsmashingfingers thing took place in the afternood so i tried to lighting it so it looked like afternoon ig

i literally forgot abt the snow so that was last minute lmao👺 i might draw these two pookies some more idk we’ll see

[humanintownau]

~A few updates + canon facts about each character~ (Sorry for the lack of uploads, school has been draining)

TW: Alcohol, smoking habits, etc. Don't do these things, kiddos🤠)

• I have begun to draw the first page of the comic

• Sammy is getting a redesign. Now that I look at his designs, I can tell that I was sick during the period I drew him in

• Katie is getting a redesign. She'll still be the same, but she will get clothes a change

• I wanted a little change, so I made the toon characters be drawn with my "Pencil" pen, and the Non-native toons get the more "realistic" brush (shading, lighting, so on...)

Now, for the little (overly specific) facts! (Random as hell, but better than nothin')

• Benedetto always takes care of his looks. During fighting, during combat. Not to mention his dental hygiene is better than a dentist's.

• Daniel hates vegetables with a passion. Eats very little, and often suffers from magnesium deficiency (one of many).

• Benedetto scolds everyone for being unhealthy, but smokes a pack of cigars a day and drinks plenty of liquor.

• Katie loves to tease people she likes (loves). Not naming them for spoilers

• Samuel, if you couldn't tell, has plenty of Alice Angel and sheep features. I wonder why...

• Boris was the cause of Bendy's smoking habits. He regrets it dearly.

• Katie enjoys knitting in her free time. A complete opposite of her 'job'.

• Cinnamon is named Cinnamon because she is great at cooking! And you know Daniel will be the first in line to eat.

• Benedetto's favourite alcohol is whiskey.

• Boris' favourite alcohol is simply some cold beer.

• Daniel is afraid of alcohol.

• Katie drinks whatever is close by

• Daniel doesn't trust anybody. Not even Benedetto who has been nice (somehow) to him from the start.

[xenizaation]

the bike club

Warning! Sexual content ahead! Minors please do not interact!

pairing: fem! reader x ateez

genre: sitcom?, high school! au, crack, smut

word count: 3.6k

warnings: explicit language, smoking, mentions of violence, handjob, exhibitionism.

a/n: fuck, i'm so late with this 😬😬 i'm sorry y'all i was so tired that i couldn't write anything. on the bright side, it's finally posted!!! it ain't much but it's honest work🤠. hope you guys enjoy and stay tuned for the next one, i promise it's gonna be posted faster than this one🤞. hope you all enjoy! don't forget to leave some feedback. stay safe! xoxo

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you drew a healthy conclusion after the weekend.

you are not going to the movies with mingi and yeosang ever again.

you never thought it would be possible to be so shamelessly ignored in a circle of just three people. it seemed crazy how two boys that barely met managed to talk about all of their common interests in just a few hours, and how you almost had none in common so you could chime in to not get annoyingly bored anymore.

it was of no surprise to you how you found them sitting together during lunchtime, when you wandered off to try and keep the social aspect of your life alive and not be the third wheel a second time.

"i knew he was gay!" a boy from the book club says while pointing to mingi. you turn your torso from the table to make sure he was talking about him.

"what made you think that?" the girl next to him asked.

"i can sense it in his aura." he replies blankly.

you frown remembering of how you thought that there was a chance mingi liked you (and you liked him) back when you helped him clean his cuts. after the weekend it was so clear that he was definitely not interested in girls that it kind of made you want to bang your head against a cement wall. why didn't you sense it in his aura?

"it's well hidden, but it's there." he adds as he takes a bite of his smelly tuna sandwich. well, that brings a bit of peace of mind.

"do you think they're gonna be a thing?" the blue eyed girl addresses you as she sips from the paper straw.

you look back once again, scanning over the table that mingi and yeosang sit. they seem to be very familiar with each other at this point, their bodies completely free to move in any way they feel like as they gesture in between words that keep the conversation flowing. the boys were shamelessly flirting in the school cafeteria from what you could figure. they're definitely going to be a thing.

"not my place to say, is it?" you respond with a sarcastic pout.

the girl shrugs as she looks to the boy quickly, who avoids eye contact as best as he can.

"oh, come on, you're always so...secretive." she pleads as she tries to take some information out of you, be it as little as an opinion worthless to anybody sat at the table. you chuckle as you take the last sip of your water, gulping it down with a loud satisfied sound at the end.

"well, i guess it's part of my aura, right?" you say smiling as you get up from the table, leaving the two people behind you huffing in a sort of amused confusion as you throw the trash from the tray into the bin.

you somehow find yourself in the company of the ignorant lovebirds again when classes are over and you're heading out of the building, walking alongside the pair while they are talking about some book with a title strange to your ears. you read many books, but their clever remarks about this one make you look around at the light blue painted lockers that are splattered along each side of the long walls and avoid adding any thought to the topic. you just listen, trying to keep up with them as you walk out the door.

were they too smart or did you wake up today and decided to be an idiot?

"hey, y/n!" a voice calls from behind, snapping you from your trance. you quickly turn around to be met by jongho waving his hand at you.

"hey guys, i'm gonna go...oh." you adress the two boys who seemingly forgot about your existence completely and were now way too ahead of you. well...that's what happens when you're third wheeling, isn't it?

you turn on your heels jumping from one foot to the other all the way to the corner of the school, where the bike club is gathered. as you arrive in front of them you offer a general greeting to everyone before throwing yourself in the outstretched arms of jongho, embracing him with all your force while laughing into his chest.

if anyone asked you why or how you and jongho were so close, you couldn't give a short answer, for there was a whole story.

back in junior year, there was a rumour going around about a girl from the book club that was adressed with a certain racial slur by the janitor. now of course, most people were furious and went to the principal about it, but he couldn't do much, saying that there is no proof. but you weren't going to leave things that way, right? you and jongho weren't too close back then, but you knew where he stood on certain matters when you had the chance to have conversations in the cafeteria, so he seemed like the fittest person for the task.

long story short, you got detention together for three months after painting 'kill the nazis' on every school wall you got the your hands on before being caught. spending the three months by painting the walls in the entire school as a punishment together with jongho was definitely a bonding moment. one you wouldn't change for anything.

the mini protest that you organized with everyone after was only more rewarding all thanks to the fact that you achieved the purpose of getting the janitor fired. you learned that even if some things seem out of your power, it doesn't mean it's above the power of an entire community.

you always had a soft spot for him, ever since the moment you talked to him for the first time. he could ask you to punch a puppy in the face and you would not hesitate.

"how have you been?" jongho asks as he pulls out of your arms.

"good, good," you answer, mirroring the kind smile on his face. "how about you guys?" you add, pointing your attention towards the tall boy who patiently waited for the entire scene to unfold in front of his eyes.

yunho looks better than ever. even taller, if that would be possible, even wider in his smooth leather jacket, even more handsome. for a brief second you think about the past with him as well.

"we're doing good." jongho's honey voice glazes your ears as you embrace the taller man, nuzzling your head in his comfortable chest, breathing in his beautifully intoxicating floral perfume. he still wears the same one.

"what happened to you?" the question bounces out of your mouth before you get the chance to weigh your surprise out of it as you pull out of yunho's big arms and point to a boy near by.

you didn't know him too well but you were used to seeing him behind jongho's and yunho's tail all the time, the only thing that was different now was that we was wearing a fading black eye, the kind that makes you hiss when you think how bad it could've hurt.

"oh, don't worry about him. that's what he got for saying the wrong shit." jongho replies as he shrugs, leaning back on his red motorcycle.

the boy looked down in shame, shoulders dropping low upon hearing the words.

"c'mon jongho, you know we don't encourage violence." yunho says to the younger.

"we don't, but we encourage fairness and he only had a taste of the consequences of his own actions." jongho huffs out.

you look at the boy again, and it's not hard to put two and two together, especially taking in consideration how there haven't been many fights in the school lately.

he's the one that mingi got into a fight with.

"your friend took care of him pretty good." yunho whispers close to you after a short while, so that no one other than you and jongho, the one closest by, can hear. you lean beside the blonde, on the seat of his black motorcycle and you look up into his puppy-ish eyes.

you smirk as you let a low chuckle tumble out your mouth.

"talking about the new guy," jongho's curious voice breaks into the air. "what's he like?"

"well, i don't know him that well yet, but he's green." you tell jongho. an old expression you chose to refer to everyone that would see the world similarly to how you and the brown haired boy did.

"so we have some principles in common." yunho's voice rings in your ears from beside you.

you hum in approval, looking up to him once again as he looks at jongho.

"well, now you've got to introduce him to us." the shorter says intrigued. "he's got strength and he's got view, shouldn't we all benefit from it?"

you chuckle at the strange image jongho paints in your head. strentgh and view- like they were going to run around the streets like some vigilantes, beating homophobes and sexists and who knows what more.

"and what do i tell him? that you want him to be a mercenary for you?" you question as you laugh to yourself.

"i mean, if that's what he wants to hear, then sure." jongho answers. "but it's not about that. we could use a new face, and we want to take him under our protective wing." he adds as he dramatically stretches an arm and flaps it up and down.

"i doubt he needs it." yunho says with a chuckle as he signals with his head towards the boy with the bruised face.

you chuckle as well, slightly elbowing yunho in his ribs. he rubs the place immediately, exclaiming a way too dramatic 'ouch' before placing a cigarette in between his lips, quickly lighting it.

"we could give him a ride around at least," jongho adds "you know, as a sign of gratitude for punishing guys who let their mouth run a bit too much." he subtly refers to the boy again, too busy to talk with the other members to pay any attention to the sting behind his leader's words.

everyone was head over heels for mingi, you realized.

if the calligraphy club wanted him for his social status, the bike club wanted him for the power that he'd bring to the team. not many would dare cross their way if they had mingi, not that they relied on fear to do their business but at times it was more than welcomed, even for them.

jongho was strong but his small stature would make even you, someone who knew too well what he was capable of, doubt about his abilities in taking someone head on if need be. and for yunho it was the opposite. he had the body for it but the face of a baby at times.

they happily made a good team at least, in leading everyone when it came to doing what they actually love. you forgot how many times thay made the school involve in projects that were more about it's students and less about the school's reputation, but you were sure there were many.

you nod to jongho when he raises his brows expectantly. he gives you a gummy smile before turning his attention to the discussion his friends were having a few steps away.

"talking about rides," yunho starts and you turn your head to him, studying the lit cigarette in between his slender fingers before he inhales smoke and blows it out. "need one home?" he asks with a raspy tone, smiling at you in a way too kind way as he drops the half finished stick, putting it out with the sole of his boot.

yunho was the only person in the whole school who knew your address and that was thanks to the brief period that the two of you spent dating right before the year ended. back then, he would always take you home, making sure to wait until you entered your house before driving off- a sweet gesture which you always held close to your heart. even if the break-up happened on good terms- you simply realized that the both of you were too young to act mature in a relationship- you always thought about how it would've been if it didn't happen at all. if both of you would've let your feelings grow into something more than a superficial high school relationship.

"sure." you show a tight lipped smile to yunho while he hands you the helmet.

right after you say goodbye to the gang, you start securing the shiny black helmet on your head and joining the little straps under your chin, following yunho's movements as he straddles the bike with his muscular thighs, his tall figure fitting perfectly on the black body of the magnificent vehicle. if pure bred stallions could take an object's form, it would most certainly be yunho's bike.

you get on the seat behind him, settling in comfortably as you press your chest on his wide back. it takes you a while to join your hands around yunho's waist, and when you do you're sure you feel him stiffening under your touch as he suffles into his seat. maybe he missed you as much as you did.

"hold on tight, okay?" yunho's voice pleasantly brushes on your eardrums right before he starts the engine of the motorcycle, rising both his feet off the ground as the vehicle starts moving.

you wish you could feel the wind in your hair when yunho speeds up, but you're only left with the sight of the world quickly passing by to make up for it. the sight of the world and the presence of yunho, those are the only things marked in your helmet confined head and it comes like a sudden instinct, to want to feel yunho even more than you're doing right now- to feel his front stacked on yours and not his back, to feel his big arms wrapped around your waist the same that yours are around his, to feel his lips again, maybe for a few reasons more than in memory of the old times. why did you break up, anyway?

you let your mind come up with some scenarios that are far from appropriate in your situation and your hands unconsciously loosen their hold around his waist. you're pretty sure you can hear your heartbeat pulsing in your head when they shyly slide towards his thighs, gently caressing his clothed muscles. his body stiffens again, but this time he remains still, not shuffling in his seat anymore, and certainly not becoming more relaxed when you trace your palms towards his covered dick. you make sure to not rush things, rubbing the inside of his thighs lazily, while he mirrors your action in the way he drives, slowing the vehicle with each second passing by- like he wants the moment to last for as long as you'd be willing to give it to him.

it's only when you finally reach for his clothed erection that he makes a sudden right, detouring from the original way home and taking you on a small street that is covered of any pair of eyes. he stops when he reaches a dead-end in between the two high buildings that stop a big part of the sunlight from illuminating the narrow street.

"what are you doing?" you hear his muffled voice from under the helmet.

"you want me to stop?" you ask as your fingers make their way to his belt, slowly unbuckling as you wait for his answer.

"not really," his words more like a sigh when you reach inside his boxers, wrapping your fingers around his girth.

sex with yunho never happened, but you made up for it on numerous occasions by having a bit of fun with each other whenever you had the chance.

"i missed you," you say as you start pumping his cock slowly, pleasantly welcoming the familiar weight of it in your hand. his body jolts under your touch, all thanks to your words that only add in the warmth he feels inside his pants.

"you never said anything." he says as his head drops low and even though you cant see each other because of the helmets, you're sure that the frown on his face already made it's appearance as all the other times you helped him get rid of his random boners whenever you hung out.

"neither did you," you say a bit louder, to make sure yunho hears you. "but from what i can see, you missed me more." the words leave your mouth through a smug smile, making sure your hand increases its pace as you chuckle to yourself.

he can't bring himself to say anything anymore, he moans in silence as you do your wonders on his dick. you feel his back heaving for air against your chest, making sure to pull him closer when you drag your thumb over his sensitive head, spreading his pre-cum all around it.

yunho hisses slowly, tightening his hold around the handlebars. he always hated the teasing, one of the reasons you always loved doing it to him so much. it would make everything a hundred times more exciting. like when you would just kiss and suck the tip of his dick, being fully surprised of the moment his cum would shoot straight into your mouth. oh, what you wouldn't give to have a taste of his delicious cock right now.

your pussy clenches at the thought, becoming so wet that you think you're going to leave a mark on his leather seat. it becomes especially wet when yunho's big palm takes a hold of your outer thigh, stroking it as much as the position you're in allows it. your own breathing becomes heavy when his muffled groans become louder as his hips rise slowly to meet your hand, giving away how he desperately chases after his release.

taking in consideration how someone could see you at any given time, if they decide to take a look on the strange dark alley, you decide that you should reward yunho faster than usual and so, your hand strokes faster, tighter- just the way you remember he likes it, and in the blink of an eye, yunho's body starts to shudder under the weight of your glorious touch. his cock twitches in your hold a few times and before you know it, his cum spills out all over your hand with a loud groan, spreading all over his big cock as you don't stop the up and down motion.

you gently stroke it until it becomes soft and after that, you tuck it back inside his boxers, zipping his pants and fixing his belt. he places his big veiny hand on your forearm, holding it in place when you try and pull it back. your palm is spread out, glistening in his still warm seed as it faces upwards.

"you've outdone yourself this time." yunho chuckles as he releases your arm gently.

"me? i should be the one saying that, who cums this much?" you ask as you take a good look at the amount of actual cum that's still left on your skin.

"well, i don't have someone to take care of me anymore, do i?" yunho says as he turns his head towards you as much as he can, removing his face shield before he tries removing yours. you lean to the side, giving him better access to slide it upwards.

"that could be solved." you say, looking into his eyes for the first time since you got on his motorcycle.

you see him smirking under the helmet, and you mimick it under your own, wiping his seed on the inside material of the grey skirt of your uniform. well, there could be grosser things you could do.

"still wanna go home?"

what you want is to kiss him. and much more.

"yeah."

but you don't want to rush things.

he slides your face shield down before his own and swiftly turns the motorcycle around as he speeds the purring engine in the direction of your house. no detours this time.

"you've gotta stop making me compromise, jeong yunho." you sigh as you watch him take his helmet off, handing him the one on your head. his eyebrows go up in surprise.

"i know for a fact that wasn't your first handjo...."

"oh my god!" you exclaim loudly as you quickly cover his mouth with your hand. "yunho, anyone can hear you!" you nag, eyes wide as they can get.

"is..this the...hand where..." yunho's voice is muffled under your pressing hand.

"oh, shit," you quickly retract it as you jump backwards. "sorry." you quickly add as you take an awkward stance in front of him, legs pushed together at the tippy toes and hands behind your back, playing with the folds in your skirt as you swing from side to side, looking innocently into yunho's eyes and thinking about what it is about him in this moment that makes your heart beat so unreasonably fast.

"don't ghost me this time." he says after a while, sliding his helmet on his head.

you don't say anything back, only observe how he drives into the distance like he used to some time ago, the only thing different this time is that you wait for him to leave first. the excitement you feel in the pit of your stomach barely lets you walk normally towards the front door, your rationality being the only thing keeping you from jumping from one foot to the other.

you hear the ding right before turning the door knob, and your hand instictively shoots for the phone instead of the metal that opens the door.

it's a matter of seconds before your eyes open widely as you frown upon seeing the notification- your mouth shoots open and you feel like you're going to throw up your own heart.

"holy shit."

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[hiromimylove]

Headcanon game 17, 18, 19!

Hello! Thank you! 🤠

17. Technology HC

I have lots of thoughts when it comes to Hiromi and technology. I’m assuming this is whether she is tech savvy? At least, that’s how I’m going to answer.

I think she is okay with technology, in g-rev she messes up kenny’s laptop, but I don’t take that to indicate she’s technologically challenged, rather that Kenny does not use a friendly user interface (i’m convinced he uses some command line stuff). I think there are certain programs Hiromi is good with and others where she struggles. For example, I think she makes great powerpoints and is good with word processors (though maybe not the macros stuff), but she’d struggle with something like excel. But since she doesn’t like being unprepared she either takes a class, looks stuff up online, has books, etc. so I think she’s ok, but would def not have an IT job. 😂

19. Joke HC

Ohhh, this is a bit difficult. I think Hiromi has this reputation of being uptight, which she can be, but I argue that she also has a silly side that she uses to tease or to cheer the team. When it comes to joking, I think her jokes kinda fall flat. For me, silly little pranks are her thing. Nothing too outrageous or where someone would get hurt, just something dumb/silly. For example, there is this post I saw where someone put a leek under the sink and drew a serious face on it then texted the bf to say ‘come quick there’s a serious leak under the sink.’ That’s the kind of stuff I mean by silly prank. I hope that made sense. (if i find the post again i’ll post it on the blog).

18. Family HC

I already answered this but I’ll paste it here anyway for this ask.

She acts like an older sister, so I am tempted to say she has a younger sibling. However, I think it’s more likely she has younger cousins or something and she grew up with them and they live nearby. I think her mom used to be a nurse/worked in healthcare (hence why she can look at Takao’s foot and say what’s wrong with it). Her mom left the work force when she was born in order to raise her. Her dad works in education and is a teacher or professor, hence why she loves learning and school. She’s also a little spoiled. I don’t see her being close with her mother mostly because Hiromi seems to keep things close to the chest. She’s very independent but she’s a good kid so her parents don’t worry TOO much. When she leaves with the guys on tournaments and stuff, her parents definitely talk to grandpa kinomiya and mr. dickenson. I can’t see them letting her go on her own without the reassurance that she’ll be safe (HA!) and she does not tell them how crazy things get. Her parents probably know Kenny and Tyson the best out of the guys. I am convinced all three spend time at each other’s places post g-rev. They’re happy she has good friends now, as they know how difficult it was for her when she was young, though they’re suspicious of Kai cause according to them he’s kinda weird.

[theravencawsatmidnight]

Hey there buster 🤠 What's up? May I please request a Draco x Female!Reader where she is really good at gambling, so one day Malfoy asks her to gamble for a bunch of money, so she agrees but she ends up winning? And that the whole school is talking about that, so Draco still hates her but tries to get her to his "side" but she says that only if he wins a duel againts her? Sorry if its too long or confusing!

AHHGHHH A REQUEST. In the wild! Never seen before! Ofc! Thank you! .

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch !!

“Think i wont win, Malfoy?”

“Thats exactly what i think, Ravenclaw.”

You folded your arms under your chest smiling at him. Poor soul. “How much we betting?”

Draco stepped back looking you up and down. Damn he was sure that snag at your House would work. The blond adjusted his robes giving you a smirk while brushing his thumb along his jawline. “The whole pot.” He told you, ego growing as big as his head.

You thought on it, tapping a finger to your chin as if you were calculating it. “Mmm.. so thats.. 3 chocolate frogs, 2 potions, the answers to the big test… annndddd $1000?”

“Y-yep!”

“ okay!” You clapped feeling excited. “Lets go then!”

**

Theres no way. Not a hope no. Draco told himself over and over while he watched you pick up your hand of cards . Other students heard of this bet and quickly gathered around the area to gossip and speculate on who would win. Draco shoved kids away from him so he had his own space to watch you. All these kids will finally see your just a sham.

You started off slow with the cards, letting your opponent win the first match just to get a smirk out of Draco . So silly, so cute . Look at that smile. “Oh my! Would you look at that? “ The gossip got louder and Draco even joined in saying theres no way. He had this. It was a easy win.

The second hand was over before anyone noticed. You showed your cards giggling to yourself showing you had a winning hand. Everyone gasped saying how its tied now. Draco turned his chin up at the win. A fluke.

The third match you drew it out on purpose. Draco was sweating bullets right now and was very quiet. You pretended to slip up a couple times only to recover in a instant. The opponent thought he had you, he really did . But you had him from the first match.

“I win!” You jumped up waving your wand around to show everyone your cards especially Draco .

“She won?”

“Woah!”

“Blimey Draco is in hot water now!”

The kids started to leave and Draco went over grabbing your arm to give you a sinister glare. You just gave him a smile with your hand out. “My reward? Slytherin?”

He was not happy about this. Not one bit.

*

The days went on, kids were still gossiping and Draco was over it. Since yesterday he had been coming around more, asking you what your going to do with his money and other things. You never gave him a answer, just a smile and a head Pat. -which he despised- and were on your way to your next class.

“God .. dammit.. bloody Ravenclaw.” The man stomped off grabbing Crabb and Goyle to complain to them .

He hated seeing it, seeing you act such a way, carefree, happy. With his things. He wanted to be on your good side after he had some time to think about his actions . Why though? Was it how clever you were? How smart? That smile? The man was confused, and he was not a fan of that.

On a cold saturday Draco slapped your book out if your hand in the library and sat down in front of you on a chair backwards turning his chin up to you.

“Yes? Malfoy?”

“Whats it gonna take?”

“Hmmmm????” You picked the book up bringing it to just under your eyes giving him a half lidded look. “To be my friend?”

“Sure. That.”

You giggled tapping your fingers along the spell book. “A duel. Beat me… and…” you placed the book on the table to place your hands on Dracos chair leaning forward into his semi red face . “Im allllll yours,”