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echoingbirdsofprey · 7 months ago

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Delicate (Jake's Version)

3 - Just A Lil' Bit

Pairing: Jake 'Hangman Seresin x OFC Samantha Kazansky

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Sam and Jake fighting for dominance by insulting each other, swearing as usual

WC: 3.2k

A/N: The dreaded date...or maybe not?

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The view was nice, staring down at the pilots, especially when Jake unzipped his flight suit and took his white t-shirt off and wiped himself off with it.

Disgusting and hot.

Sam couldn't believe herself. She broke her own promise to herself, and all to go out with this handsome asshole. She texted her friend back at Harvard, Shelby.

Sam: hey

Shelby: hi baby gorl

Sam: what are you doin

Shelby; working 🤦‍♀️

Sam: is it bad?

Shelby: just annoying, it's like no one knows what they're doing and I'm the only one that can function properly...how's Cali?

Sam: gorgeous

Shelby: and the military guys??? 👀

Sam: gorgeoussssss

Shelby: sleep with any yet?

Sam: going to dinner with one tonight he's a fucking asshole

Shelby: well if it isn't that your type

Sam: I hate that thats my type what the fuck why am I like this

Shelby: Ugh sorry I gtg text me later after your date if you're not fuckin him

Sam: 🤣🫡

Sam pursed her lips and checked the time. Three. She couldn’t believe how fast the day had gone by, and as Ice stood stiffly from his seat, Maverick had appeared in the doorway. Her father looked tired, and Mav knew that so he offered to walk down to the truck with them.

“Sam, you just let me know if any of my pilots get out of hand. They're all great, but I know they can be rowdy sometimes. Especially Hangman.” He said and Sam smirked and shook her head.

“He's persistent that's for sure. Is he like this with every girl that he meets?” She asked and he nodded. She glanced at her father who had a smile on his face. His expression was soft otherwise. She couldn't help but think maybe he was thinking of her mother in that moment, and about the story he'd told Sam of how he'd finally gotten her to go out with him, after many attempts and rejections.

“They usually don't play so hard to get. Good for you for making him work for it. Might help him grow up a bit. You know where he's taking you to dinner?” He asked as they headed down the stairs. It took Ice a few extra minutes and he was breathing a little heavier at the bottom but still seemed happier than he'd been in a while. Sam had taken one of his hands and Mav, the other as they headed out into the afternoon sun.

“He mentioned a place called The Marine Room. It's on the waterfront I guess.” She said and Maverick gently rubbed her shoulder.

“He must be pretty smitten with you. He doesn't take any girls to restaurants that fancy.” He said as they came up on the truck. Mav helped Ice into the vehicle and then he gave Sam a hug before letting her know he was around if she needed anything. She nodded and they parted ways. Ice grabbed her hand over the console and smiled at her. He held his phone up.

If you get uncomfortable at all, text me, and I'll have Mav rescue you.

She smiled and shook her head. “Thanks, dad.” She said. They drove in silence on the way home. She helped her father from the truck and he motioned for her to go get ready when they entered the house. She had an hour or so, so she took her time. Ice sat on the couch and turned the tv on. Sarah, Mark, and Alexandra wouldn’t be home for a little while longer, so it would be just Ice to greet Jake. She heard her phone buzz.

Nat: are you going on a DATE with Hangman????

She smirked and made her way up the stairs and took a quick shower just to freshen up. She dried her hair only slightly and sprayed a beach hair spray in it to create soft curls and waves. She texted Nat back.

Sam: call me?

She pulled a dark gray dress from her closet, one that she only wore to special occasions. It hugged her curves perfectly, and had a slit that her thigh showed through. The middle had a ruched band, and it had quarter sleeves, with both sides off her shoulders. Her phone rang and she answered.

“Are you for real?” Nat asked over the line. Sam could hear some other chatter in the background and wondered where Nat was.

“He’s so fucking annoying, Nat, I had to do something to get him to stop.” Sam turned a couple times in the mirror, looking at her own ass. “And it’s an excuse for me to dress up and be hot for the night.”

“You could dress up and be hot for a night with me. I can find you way better guys.” Nat said, and Sam heard someone say ‘hell yeah’ in agreement with her.

“I don’t know...there’s something about him I find charming.” Sam said, fixing her dress a bit.

“Gross. He’s just such an egotistical prick.” Nat said with a small chuckle and then she heard Bob’s voice saying ‘is she really going through with this?’

“Yeah but I feel like that’s all a facade.” Sam said and she heard Nat make a noise in agreement. Nat did actually agree with that. There was something in the way Hangman...Jake...was inconsistent in his assholery. Sure, it was easy for him to be an asshole, but she felt like that came from a place of confidence. Nat hated to admit it, but Jake was a great pilot. He had the stats to prove it.

“Sammy...just don’t do anything you don’t want to...and if you get uncomfortable, just text me. Bob and I will rescue you. And then you and I are gonna hang out tomorrow night and you’ll tell me everything.” Nat said softly and sincerely. Sam thanked her and said bye, hanging up after Nat told her ‘good luck’.

Sam left the rose gold jewelry from earlier and redid her makeup, again just eyeliner, mascara, and a little bit of a faint bit of metallic gray eye shadow this time. She pulled out a milk chocolate colored pair of heels, t-strap stilettos with a rose gold chain around the ankle and open toes. She didn't bother with a bag, just her phone with the wallet case was perfect. Less was more for this look and Jake said fancy, so she was going to give him fancy.

Jake was nearly shitting himself. She'd sent him the address and when he pulled up his mouth dropped open at the two brand new trucks in the driveway, and the sheer size of the house. He got out, fixed his shirt again, and began walking up to the door. He'd picked black dress pants, a white button up dress shirt with the sleeves rolled and a black vest. His hair was perfectly quaffed. He was going to bring her flowers, but he didn’t have time to grab any, but then he thought maybe that was too much.

He knocked on the door and it took a few minutes before it opened and there stood Fleet Commander Tom Kazansky. The Iceman . The color flushed from Jake's face and for the first time in a long time, he was nervous as fuck. He held his hand out to shake Ice’s. The Commander smiled and motioned for the Lieutenant to enter. He disappeared for a few moments and left Jake to look around. The foyer was huge, with a beautiful staircase that spiraled up and there were pictures of Ice and his co-pilots all over. There were pictures of Ice and Sarah, and Ice with his kids. There were graduation pictures from Harvard of Sam. Pictures of Sam and Ice at the base when she was younger. Pictures of Sam on horses with tons of ribbons. Pictures of her other siblings, Mark from baseball and football, and Alexandra doing lacrosse and horseback riding. Picture of the whole family as Ice accepted his promotion, and so many more.

Holy fuck, Jake thought, just as Ice had ambled back into the foyer. He wasn't a small man, but Jake imagined he'd been wider in his younger days. The Commander was frail now, thin even, and his clothing, though well fitted, hung off of him in a slightly haunting manner. Jake knew the Commander had cancer and defeated it, but it looked like it had taken quite the toll on him. Jake thought the worst then in thinking what if Ice was going to die soon? He shook that from his head as he saw Ice typing something on his phone. Then Ice stopped and backspace and put his phone in his pocket. He straightened up and got in Jake's space. He smirked his classic Iceman smirk and glanced up and down at Jake. He offered his hand for him to shake and Jake did and then Ice did something he really wasn't expecting. He spoke.

“Don't. Hurt. My. Girl. Understand?” Ice rasped, his words coming slow and hard. Jake's eyes widened. Realization hit him that this was a man who did not say anything if he didn't have to at this point. The fact that he was speaking to Jake was astounding. He'd heard Ice didn't speak because it was painful, so the simple fact was that he would not waste words if he had to.

“Yes. Sir. I promise you, I only have the best intentions. I will treat her with the utmost respect.” Jake said. Ice nodded to him and they both stood for a few more moments waiting for Sam.

Rocco seemed late to the party, only barking a few times as he walked up to Jake and then sat at his feet, expecting pets. Jake kneeled down and scratched the little long dog's back for a moment before hearing heels clack down the stairs. He gazed up and stood at attention with a goofy smile on his face as Sam came down.

“Damn.” He muttered. Even with the heels she was still a half a foot shorter than him. “You look stunning.” He said out loud and she smiled. He looked over at Ice, who had a look of pride on his face as he watched his daughter.

“Night, dad.“ She said, kissing Ice on the cheek, and then she walked past Jake and out the door. Ice shook his head and saluted the Lieutenant. Jake saluted him back and headed out the door.

As he stepped outside, his breath hitched and his heart pounded in his chest at the sight of Sam leaning against his truck. Good thing he'd washed it recently. As he got closer, she shot him a smirk and he could've just died right there. Enemy SAM's could just take him out and he'd happily go.

Calm down, Jake. For fuck’s sake.

He opened the door for her and offered his hand to help her up. His truck was decently tall and it had steps that folded up and down when the doors opened. She didn't take his hand, instead pulled herself up gracefully by the handle above her head. Jake pursed his lips and shut her door for her.

He hopped in and started the truck. As they drove, it was silent, but Jake’s eyes kept flickering over to Sam. He was surprised when she did speak.

“So what's the plan for tonight?” She asked and his eyes went wide.

“Just dinner.” He said, confidently.

“Really.” She said, almost sounding bored, then for the rest of the drive, she kept her gaze out the window. All she could think about was how nice and well put together Jake looked but she didn't dare admit it to him. That would boost his already gigantic ego. When they arrived, Jake hurried around to Sam's door and opened it, offering his hand again. She hopped out without taking it. He grinned, appreciating her act of defiance against him. Jake shut the door and walked next to her, deciding the best place to put his hands was folded behind his back. He opened the door for her and followed her in. At the front desk, he smiled at the hostess.

“Reservation for Jake Seresin.” He said, as if everyone should know who he was. Sam raised a brow as she wondered how long he had the reservation for. The place wasn't terribly busy at the moment, only a few couples here and there, and it looked like the patio looking out over the ocean was empty. And that ended up being where they were sitting.

“Did you reserve the whole patio for us?” Sam asked as Jake pulled the chair out for her. He smirked as he sat down across from her. The waitress brought over a bottle of wine and two glasses, popped the cork and left it on the table. Jake gave it a few minutes and then poured a glass for Sam and then himself. When he didn’t say anything, just kept smiling, Sam asked again. “You reserved the patio for us? The whole thing? Seriously? Jake...”

“I did.” Jake said, taking a sip of his wine. Sam played with the bottom of her glass.

“Why are you going through all this trouble?.” Sam asked and he shook his head. Jake reached across the table to where her hand was. He covered hers with his and she didn’t pull away, only looked into his pretty green eyes as he spoke.

“When I see something I want, I go after it. I know I’m an asshole...everyone thinks I'm an asshole. But I’m an asshole because I know I’m damn good at what I do. When I first saw you, I thought you were the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, and I knew you weren’t just gonna give me anything. That’s a challenge for me and I thrive on a challenge. A good relationship isn’t worth it, in my eyes, if it’s all easy and nice. You need to be able to face challenges together and come out the other side...” He explained and Sam noticed the sincerity in his voice as he continued,”And I didn’t want anyone else goin’ after you. And I had no idea who your father was, but even now, I don't care. It shouldn't matter. What matters is how you and I feel about each other. I’m not looking for a one night stand...I’m not gonna force you to do anything...I don’t even expect or want a good night kiss after this. But I just needed a chance...so I’m glad you gave me that.”

Sam sat in stunned silence, feeling her cheeks heat. All she could think about was Jake’s hand over hers and how she wanted to jump across the table and kiss him, but she knew she couldn’t. She understood him a little better now. If he wanted something, he went for it, until he got it. Jake pulled his hand away and opened his menu and glanced through it quickly, obviously knowing exactly what he wanted. He smiled at Sam.

“Get whatever you want.” He said, closing his menu. She blinked and flipped through the menu. There were no prices so that usually meant it was expensive.

The waitress came over and took their orders. Jake got Filet Mignon. Sam got Swordfish, which she hadn’t had in a long time. As they sat and watched the setting sun dip below the horizon, Sam gazed over at Jake.

“So how's this gonna work?” She asked and Jake raised a brow. Sam continued. “Us. Say I decide I wanna see you again, assuming this all goes well. Or...what if I'm the one that wants the one night stand?”

“I'd say that would suck because I'm really not looking for those anymore.” Jake said and Sam grinned and glanced around. She placed her elbows on the table and twirled her finger around the rim of the wine glass as she bit her bottom lip. Jake's eyes lit up as he watched her.

“Listen... Lieutenant Seresin ...every guy I've ever been with, has been boring. Fucking boring. They try to do these big gestures...they try to win me over...they try and try and try and they've all failed. And they're all scared of my father. Money can't buy me. Why the fuck are you so special?” She asked, her tone even but somewhat sultry, as if she was gently teasing him. Jake saw some of his own arrogance reflected back at him. Something he'd never seen in the opposite sex. Many had tried but none could pull it off quite like Sam could. He liked it, in fact...he thought it was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. Jake’s nose wrinkled as he leaned over his own glass, their faces only inches apart now. His voice took on a low and lascivious tone as he answered her.

“Well...Samantha Kazansky...someone has to be...why not me? I've got the looks. I've got the talent. I've got the drive. I can peacock with the best of them, but when it comes down to it and action is required, I come through. Every. Single. Time. And I won't be intimidated by your father. He's an honest and honorable man and I think he recognizes that in other men as well. I don't think he'd have let me take you if he didn't think I had some redeeming qualities.” He said and Sam smiled and her eyes darkened. God he's the biggest asshole I've ever met and I'm so fucking turned on right now, she thought as she watched his lips turn up into a sinful grin. And that was, unfortunately, the moment that their food arrived.

They both sat back in their seats, both taking a heavy breath, and thanked the waitress for putting their food down. The first bite that Sam took made her reconsider everything she'd said for a second. Maybe, just maybe Jake's money could buy her...just a little bit. They were both quick to finish their food and that made Sam sad. She didn't really want the date to end so soon, but she definitely wasn't going to ask Jake to take her anywhere else. Maverick was right. Make him work for it a bit. Jake paid the check and on their way out, he took a hold of Sam's hand and she let him. He helped her into his truck and she allowed that as well.

They'd only been out a couple of hours, and she'd expected her father to be asleep by then, which he was. Her siblings had also gone to bed, and her mother had waited up for her. Rocco too. Jake walked her up to the front door and he took a hold of her hand, pressing a kiss to the back.

“Goodnight.” He said, his green eyes locking on her chocolate ones with a fierce intensity that had her wanting so much more than just a fucking kiss on the hand. The only thing she could think of then for the rest of the night, was Lieutenant Jake Seresin's grin as he walked back to his truck, knowing he had driven her crazy. Knowing he had frustrated her, because he wasn't going to be another boring guy. He was gonna make her work for this too. And that was all worth it to him.

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jseresin90: so can I have your actual number now???

whitehotkazansky: yeah I guess

Sam sent her number and he sent her another message.

jseresin90: ill text you I the morning when I'm on my way to pick you up for breakfast

whitehotkazansky: wait what

jseresin90: and I had a great time tonight I hope you did too

#jake seresin x oc #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin #top gun hangman #top gun fanfiction #top gun maverick #glen powell

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sunday-bug · 2 months ago

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Hi love!! Do you think you can write about stargazing with Bucky? A planned date on either one of their parts. 🥺 Thank you!

I’M A NATURE GORL so absolutely!!! Let’s do this from Bucky’s POV 🥰

🌌❤️🌌❤️🌌❤️🌌❤️🌌❤️🌌❤️🌌❤️🌌❤️🌌❤️

She was always so busy. Working, writing, taking care of everything. She deserved a break. She deserved to see the stars. A full moon, even.

“Let’s get outta the city this weekend, doll. What do ya say?” I ask, playing with her hair while we sit on the couch after a long work week.

“And go where?” She asks, looking up at me with those beautiful eyes.

“Let’s fly down to Sam’s. You can see the stars down there. There’s room to breathe. Room to just be.”

She mulls it over for a minute, “Yeah, okay. That sounds really nice, actually.”

“Good because I already booked the flight. We leave in a few hours.”

She sits up and smiles, “Sneaky.”

I laugh, “I prefer the term romantic.”

She stands up, thoughts and to-do lists flying by behind her eyes.

“I already packed for both of us,” I assure her. “Bags are in the truck.”

“Wow. You were really counting on me saying yes,” she jokes.

“I knew you would,” I say, pulling her back down onto the couch for a kiss. “We have some time to kill, doll…”

“Mmm, I have a few ideas to fill the time…” she says softly, straddling my lap.

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A few hours later we land in New Orleans, the flight a quick one. We hop into our rental car and drive the 45ish minutes to Delacroix. I watch as she holds her arm out the open car window, the breeze blowing tendrils of her hair across her face and neck. She’s so stunning. She deserves the damn world, but I’ll give her the stars tonight.

“It’s humid down here, but so pretty,” she says with a giggle.

“Yeah, it gets warm, but the peace and quiet is worth it,” I say, rubbing my thumb across her thigh.

By the time we pull up to the cabin, the sky is awash with light purples and oranges. No stars yet, but still a stunning sky.

“This is so cute!” She squeals, stepping out of the car onto the soft earth, and looking at the log cabin.

I get our bags out of the trunk and walk up the steps with her, “Sam said the key’s under the rug.”

I watch her bend down to get the key and unlock the front door, and - Damn. I owed Sam big time. He’d lit candles, gotten flowers, made it really romantic and special. I file it away in my mind to call him later to thank him.

“Buck… I can’t believe you did this. You are too sweet,” she says, taking in the atmosphere before turning to me and kissing me.

“This is just part of it, doll,” I remind her with a wink.

We settle in, open a bottle of wine, and listen to a couple records before I glance out the window and know it’s time.

“I wanna show you somethin’”, I say, clasping her hand in mine and leading her out the back door down to the lake. Two Adirondack chairs were set up by the water with a perfect view of the sky.

I gesture for her to sit down in one and I take the other, never letting go of her hand.

“Look up, baby,” I say and watch her take in all the stars we can never see in the city. Her eyes light up, and I swallow, never having seen someone more beautiful.

“This is so pretty,” she whispers and looks at me. “Thank you for this.”

“Anything for my girl,” I say and shift slightly in the chair, working up the courage I’d been counting on all day. I say her name and kneel in front of her. Her eyes widen.

“Buck,” she whispers.

“I love you. You’re my best friend and the most incredible, gorgeous, perfect woman I’ve ever met,” I say with confidence as I pull the ring box out of my pocket. “What are you doing for the rest of your life?”

She smiles and tears fill her eyes, “Whatever you’re doing.”

“Marry me, doll,” I say, opening the box.

“I thought you’d never ask,” she teases, kissing me softly before looking at the ring.

Yeah, I really owed Sam.

-the end-

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#bucky barnes #winter soldier #sebastian stan #james buchanan barnes #congressman barnes #thunderbolts*#thunderbolts #bucky fic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x female reader #bucky x you #bucky fanfic #my asks #ask reply #inbox open #stargazing #nature #louisiana

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xxspringmelodyxx · 1 year ago

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The Secrets That You Keep

(Gojo Satoru x Reader)

Hello my lovely readers! Long time no see! Last semester of college was actual hell and it will continue to be so for this semester…but anyways enough about me! I wanted to start writing for Jujutsu Kaisen because I am OBSESSED. So I decided to start with a story! Obviously I am an angsty gorl and so I will also be writing a bunch of it…and maybe smut…BUT with that being said, here’s a short little blurb for you before reading the actual thing!

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You have somehow found yourself helping the students at Jujutsu High. You have a special trait about you and that is you have very powerful energy coursing through your veins. How did you get it? Well, later on in the story you will find out that you didn’t get it naturally, no no no. Lets just say you had a pretty messed up life…though even though you had one, you still cope through it and stay strong. However, as you go through your little adventures with everyone, you start to find yourself falling for the one and only, Gojo Satoru. The only issue is will he realize his feelings for you soon enough? Or will he realize it when the clock has stopped ticking??

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Sorry for that shitty blurb. I have no idea how to summarize a story without spoiling it….but please enjoy if you do decide to read it and please let me know what you think! Like I have said before I am open to critique (Not rude, mean comments) but genuine critique as I always want to improve my writing for you all! Anyways, I’m gonna go sleep cause its 4 in the morning….so have fun!

Word count 4.5k

Warnings: a bit of violence?? Other than that none

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I ran like my life depended on it, my breathing increasing rapidly as I tried to escape the curse chasing after me. My view was blurred as I ran through the street, seeing only bits of light shining through the night. The large creature hurled towards me, screeching and clawing through the pavement. I looked around and tried to find different paths that I could take, seeing which one could get me out of the situation fast.

The night was cold and it was hard for me to keep warm while running. Clouds of air escaped out of my mouth as I continued to sprint away. There were a few paths that I could’ve taken, but it would’ve resulted in me having to fight the creature in the end. Something that I was trying to avoid.

Unfortunately for me, I took notice of a stone wall coming up quickly. Seeing as there was no other way out, I mentally cursed myself for not paying closer attention. It seems there were only two options left. Either I die here and now…or I fight back. Damn it! Why did it have to be now!

“Seems you need my help….” A voice spoke inside of my head. I quickly shook her off, trying to see if there was any other way out of this. I don’t need to deal with her right now. Desperately trying to find a way out, I saw a small opening right in the upcoming stone wall.

Bingo.

I pushed my foot further into the ground, forcing me to go all out. My body slowly began to glow a light blue hue as heat left my body. All I needed was to get through that small hole and I would be fine. If anything, it should block off the creature…at least I hope. Suddenly, a voice came back to my consciousness, talking with grace, yet also with demand.

“Do not resist me. There is no other way out and you know it. You would be foolish not to let me help.” The voice spoke once more. I smirked, rolling my eyes.

“Are you kidding me? After what happened last time I let you out, there is no way I am letting that happen again!” I yelled out loud, panting after each sentence.

“I did what I had to. You would’ve died if not for me.” She said, her voice becoming louder in my head.

My head started to throb, slowing me down a bit. She was trying to take over my body, I could feel it. Though, I shook her off once more, pulling her further back into my mind.

“No! I won’t let you help this time! I can find a way out without your help! You’ll end up ruining more than needed. I can’t afford to pay off any more damages due to you.” I said, gaining my full consciousness back. However, just as I was about to start my sprint again, I was pushed forward. I fell to my stomach, scrapping my arms and legs.

I whipped my head around, seeing the large, Smokey creature running after me. My eyes widened a bit as I watched its large body getting closer and closer to me. It looked like any horror movie, except this…this was real life.

I jumped up from the black pavement and quickly landed on my feet. I knew I wouldn’t get far if I didn’t fight back. I knew what I needed to do.

I stomped my foot on the ground, causing large chunks of rock to come out of the ground. I pushed my hands close together, allowing the rocks to circle around me rapidly. My senses were heightened as I listened to and felt my surroundings. The rocks were now circling around me with great speed that once released onto something, or someone for that matter, they would be impaled due to the force being applied.

I quickly used my left foot to kick one of the rocks towards the creature, hitting it right between its body. The rock, although small compared to the creature, did some damage to it. I used my other foot to kick another rock towards it, slicing right through its upper arm. Loud screeches were heard throughout the whole area, echoes that could be heard miles away.

I then began to kick each rock out of orbit and into the creature's body, trying to stop it from running towards me. I saved the largest rock for last, waiting for the right moment, waiting for it to gain enough momentum. Once I knew it was time, I calmed my breathing down and swiftly moved my fist towards the rock, hitting it with such force that a large dust cloud formed right behind the rock before moving towards the creature. I watched as the rock pierced right through the beast's head, splitting it into two.

The large, black beast groaned a bit, almost sounding like a low creaky door, as it slowly lost all feeling and control in its body. It began to slowly fall over, the smoke around it slowly dissipating into thin air. My eyes connected with the creature's eyes, not releasing the contact at all. I watched as its eyes closed, signifying its death and making me release my breath, a puff of air showing.

I placed my hands in my pockets and began to walk in the direction towards the creature. That was until I heard someone crying in the opposite direction. I turned my head towards the sound, trying to find the source. I saw a bush shuffle around, and although it was a bit windy, this bush was moving due to someone behind it. The cry sounded like it was coming from a child.

I calmly walked up to the shaking bush and carefully pushed some of the branches away, seeing a small child shaking. My eyes softened as I saw the poor boy shivering from the cold. I held out my hand to him, but he just moved back farther into the leaves.

“Leave him, he is a waste of our time.” The voice spoke up once again. I shushed her, forcing her away once more.

I then knelt down to the little boy, smiling softly at him.

“It’s okay. You don’t have to be afraid of me. I promise I won’t hurt you.” You said softly to him, trying not to scare the poor thing.

He didn’t say anything, however. He just continued to shake, tears forming in his eyes. He reminded you of your younger sister now that you think of it. You remember finding her in a situation such as this. She was terrified because she had just witnessed the first cursed creature in her life. Thankfully, you were there to save her, but just barely. She was in the same state as the boy, terrified and confused.

“I know you are confused…and probably horrified about what just happened. But I promise you from the bottom of my heart that I would never do anything to hurt you. I know it’s hard, but I need you to trust me alright?” I spoke to him.

I held out my hand, hoping that he would come out so I could help him.

“I-I want my mommy” He whimpered, making my heart ache.

“I can help you find her. What does she look like?” I asked.

“S-She has long brown hair and green eyes. She also has a scar on her eye from when our cat scratched her.” He said, slowly coming out of his shell.

“Okay, I can work with that. Do you want to come with me and we can go find her together? If not, you are more than welcome to stay here until I find her.” I said

He shook his head and held his hands out as he grabbed onto my finger. His hands were ice cold.

“You’re freezing! Here, take my jacket, that should warm you up while we try to find your mom.” I said, wrapping my jacket around him, picking him up. He was obviously too tired to do much, after all, he did sit out in the cold for who knows how long. He cozied up into me, trying to find warmth again.

I began to walk, figuring out where to start first. We were basically in the middle of nowhere and so I didn’t have a lot to start out with. However, just as I made the decision to head north, I was quickly interrupted by a male voice.

“Hey there.” he said, appearing out of nowhere. I shrieked a bit, tripping over my own feet and almost falling. The man grabbed my arm, pulling me back to my feet before I actually made impact with the ground. As he did that, I got a good look at him and noticed his white hair that was pushed back due to the blindfold wrapped around his head. Odd

He was very tall as well and had very fair skin.

“Thank you.” Was all I could muster to say.

He didn’t say anything back however, he just stared at me with…intrigue? Confusion? Happiness? I couldn’t tell. Man, grandma wasn’t kidding when she told me I needed to improve my understanding of people’s body language.

He looked behind me and saw the dead creature on the ground, slowly evaporating into the sky. He then looked back at me through his blindfold and smirked.

“How’d you do it?” He asked out of nowhere.

“Do what?” I asked, confused

“How’d you kill the creature, dumbass.” the voice inside my head said, making me wince a bit.

“Ms. Lady….are we closer to…finding my…mama?” The boy asked, growing tired with every passing second. He looked up to see the strange man standing above us.

“Ms. Lady, this is not my mama. My mama was pretty…he looks scary.” The boy said, gaining the white haired males attention.

“I’m not that scary, am I? Come on, look at me!” He said playfully, but the boy just cuddled in closer to you, ignoring the man.

“Listen, I’m sorry, but I need to go. I need to help this kid find his parent. Now, if you will excuse me-“

Before you could finish your sentence, you three felt a powerful vibration run throughout the area. The man grabbed onto you two and held you to protect you from any danger, but after a good 20 seconds of the strong sensation, it stopped. You two looked up at each other before turning your heads towards the creature.

The shadows that were slowly going away began to quickly run back into the creature, breathing life back into it. The beast slowly got up, growling as it regained its consciousness. It took one deep breath and screeched as loud as it could towards us.

The male swiftly moved away, taking me and the child out of harms way.

“You two stay here. Ill handle this.” He said

“Are you sure?” I asked, making him stop in his tracks. He turned around towards me with a genuine smile.

“Yeah, I got this. After all, you are talking to the best of the be-“ But before he could finish his statement, a large blast of dark energy shot right towards him, forcing a gasp through my mouth.

I quickly ran and hid the child. He was a crying and shuddering mess, but I tried to calm him down. I knelt down to him once more and placed my hand on his head.

“Look at me. Everything will be okay. Alright? I won’t let it come anywhere near you. I promise I won’t let it hurt you. But I need you to be quiet and calm, okay? Can you do that for me?” I asked sternly. The boy looked up at me with tearful eyes, but quietly nodded, holding onto my jacket for dear life.

I smiled down at him, standing back up to my feet.

“good boy. Ill be back. Just give me a little time, alright?” I asked, running back towards the creature.

It’s back was facing me, so naturally, I took the opportunity to strike. I slammed my foot into the ground once more, causing a large crack to pass through the ground. It made its way towards the creature and surrounded it. I interlocked my fingers together and forced them downwards, causing the ground the creature was standing on to sink many feet into the ground. I then pulled my hands away and crossed my arms together, forcing the sides of the hole to collide together. The ground smushed the beast into a gooey texture, but it still wasn’t enough. It seeped through the ground and back up to the surface. It ran towards me and before I could react, it struck me in the side, pushing me towards a stone wall. Before my body could slam into it, however, a pair of arms wrapped around me and protected me from hitting the wall.

I opened my eyes to be met with….The strange man again.

“What the hell? But you-I saw-how did-“

He smirked down at me, amused by my confusion on how the hell did he survive that blast.

“Like I said, you’ve got the best of the best on your side.” He said, placing you down, looking towards the creature.

“Sit tight, and watch the master play his cards.” He spoke before dashing towards the beast.

“I don’t like him.” the voice called out to you, making your head pound again.

“Shut up, you don’t even know him yet.” I argued, groaning as I could feel myself slowly lose my control.

“No! Do not take over right now! You have no right!” I yelled, gripping my hair. My body was tired from the activity I had, making it more difficult to force her back into my head.

“Why don’t we show this guy who truly is the best~” The voice said. My eyes started to glow bright white. Golden cracks began to form on my skin, light seeping through them.

“No! I will not tolerate this! You can’t just use my body whenever you want to prove a point!” I said, slowly falling asleep.

“Uhm…actually, I can.” She said, forcing me to fall asleep so that she can take over.

“And I will…” She said with yours and her voice mixed together. She looked down at your body, seeing the bruises and scratches from previous fights.

She looked up and saw the mysterious white haired male going at it. He was smirking through the whole thing.

“Has he no humility? Does he truly think he is that great? Well…then I suppose I should show him just how good he is, compared to me.” She said, quickly getting up and storming towards the shadowy creature. She moved at light speed towards it, a golden trail following behind her.

The mysterious male saw this and was confused at first…but then became intrigued very quickly.

He watched as your figure formed a pure white sword with golden lining around it. He saw you jump high in the air and slash it through all the “sensitive” areas of the beast. He had to admit, you were…impressive to say the least. Not as good as him of course, but maybe better than Nanami. He continued to watch you and see how effortlessly you fought. The way you used your sword as if it was your own arm, the way you ran faster than light, the way you were so determined to finish the creature once and for all…all of it caught the white haired man's attention. He watched as you ran right through the creature, shredding it to bits. Your body stopped in the ground, causing the ground to shake a bit. The creature began to form once again, making “you” smirk.

“A low life beast thinks it can take on me? Hmmmm, how very interesting.” Your voice said. You then did something that even caught the mysterious man off guard, but just for a split second of course. You dropped your sword, letting it disintegrate into tiny particles which soon surrounded you. You followed that up with placing your hands towards the center of your chest, lining your palms together, one hand facing up, the other facing down. This allowed the particles to circle around your chest area, spinning with such speed that it was beginning to look like one big circle. You then slid the upside down hand up, aligning your fingers perfectly together. Your hair started to float in the air as if gravity was non-existent. Your body began to float as well, and the cracks in your body started to emit a brighter light than there was before

The creature didn’t wait, however. It began to run towards you, dead-set on killing you. It snarled loudly, rampaging towards you with great speed.

You, however, just watched it run towards you with a sinister smile.

“run, run beast. For I will be the last thing you see before my power swallows you whole.” You said, the wind picking up around the entire area. It was so strong that the trees began to push away from you, practically bending a full 180 degrees, breaking and cracking off of their stumps. Dust devils began to form as well. You used these and pushed them towards the beast, pushing it away and twisting it around.

Finally, you swung your arms around, allowing the particles to push you further up in the sky to get a better view.

You looked down at the beast and smirked one last time before crossing your arms together. The particles began to grow larger and larger as they combined with one another.

“Good riddance, you foul beast!” You yelled, releasing all the energy you had and forcing it down towards the creature. It screeched as the light penetrated through its body, not missing one spot of darkness. Wails from the beast were all that was heard. Hundreds of miles away, you could still hear it. The light blast from your body was so bright that it looked like it was day time at 1 in the morning.

After the light diminished, the night came back once more, just as it should have.

She smiled down at the large pot hole in the ground that she created. Suddenly, she started to lose control as you began to awaken.

“Awe come on, Y/n! I barely got to play!” She said.

“You’ve done enough!” You said, fighting over your body. She rolled her eyes, smirking with a scoff.

“Fine, just don’t be mad at me when you wake up in the air.” She said, going back to sleep. Soon, your body turned back to normal, but there were cuts and bruises from when your other side took over.

The mysterious man watched as your body fell limp. You began to fall down towards the ground. A part of him wanted to see if you would save yourself…but he didn’t want to risk the paperwork…so he jumped off the hill he was watching you on and lunged towards you. He grabbed your body once more and the both of you landed safely on the ground.

When the man got a good look at you, he realized you were asleep.

-Time skip-

You woke up with a pounding headache and sore body. You looked around and saw that you were in the same place you blacked out in.

“Good morning sleepy head.” A familiar voice spoke out to you. You quickly got up and saw the strange man sitting on a bench, watching you.

“Have you just been sitting there waiting for me to get up?” I questioned, making him nod his head, keeping his smile.

“I couldn’t just leave you here alone now could I? What kind of sorcerer would I be then?” He said.

Suddenly, I remembered about the little boy, trying to look for him.

“Relax. The boy is back with his mother. I took him to her when you were passed out. Did you know you snore a little when you sleep by the way? It’s kind of adorable. You looked like a little kitten when you slept.” He teased, making you stare at him with confusion.

“Allow me to introduce myself.” He said, walking towards you, offering you a hand to help you up. You took it and stood to your feet, waiting for him.

“I am Gojo Satoru. Some know me as the strongest or the best sorcerer.” He said, smiling down at you.

“L/n Y/n.” You said softly.

“Well L/n…you certainly were something last night. It was truly amazing to watch you destroy that cursed creature.” He said.

“T-thank you.” Was all you could muster up to say.

“Listen Y/n…What I saw last night was, well, amazing. You could truly be beneficial to our group.” He asked

“Group? What are you implying?” I asked, making him smirk.

“Why don’t I just show you?” He said, turning on his heel and walking away from you. You took that as a sign to start following him, quickly catching up to his distance.

-some time later-

Satoru and you ended up in a beautiful area. There was so much greenery, which boosted your mood compared to before. All together, it looked like Satoru was taking you to a place that was sacred. A place that you had never seen before. He stopped abruptly, almost making you bump into him. He turned around and placed his arm out to show you where you were.

“This is Tokyo Jujutsu High. A place where people come in to learn and train their abilities. And considering your stance in training, I think you could be a wonderful asset to our kids.” He said, watching you stare at the place in awe.

However, when he said the name, you quickly snapped out of it and asked him to repeat the name. It sounded so familiar….yet you couldn’t come up with a reason as to why….though before you could figure out why you remembered the name, you were interrupted by a group of people coming towards you.

Satoru glanced behind you, making a puzzled sound.

“Ah, good! You are all here! Kids….Id like you to meet a new teacher!” He said, pointing to you, making your body stiffen.

“What? I didn’t agree to that!” You spoke to him, making him smirk.

“Oh trust me! It will be fun! You will love it…plus, you get to fight quite often! And based off of how you preformed last night, I’d say that is to your liking.” He said, making the voice cheer in your head.

“Y/n?” That familiar voice called out to you, making you turn around. And that’s when it hit you. That’s why this name was so familiar.

“Nobara!” You said happily as you two ran to each other and hugged.

It was Satoru’s turn to be confused.

“You two know each other?” he asked, making Nobara smile.

“We are sisters!” She said, making the group around you surprised.

You two looked nothing like each other…not to mention you two didn’t have the same last name.

“Adopted sisters.” You said, taking notice of their confusion.

“Oh it is so good to see you again- what happened to your body! Why is it all banged up! Was this “her” doing?” She asked, making you smile awkwardly

“Maybe. She just got too caught up in the heat of the moment.” You said.

Satoru stared at you with confusion, unsure of what you’re saying.

You turned around and gave him an apologetic smile, knowing fully well what was on his mind.

“There’s a lot I have to explain….especially now that you’re forcing me to become a teacher here….” You said, slightly glaring at the blindfolded man in front of you. Suddenly, the man lost the confused face and replaced it with one of amusement.

“Oh but it will be so fun! And you and I can finally hang out and travel all over Tokyo!” Nobara said, making you smile.

“I guess it won’t be too bad…though don’t expect much…I literally have no experience in training so this is going to be a trial and error situation.” You responded.

You all went through introductions afterwards and decided to go out to eat. The boy who had salmon/pink hair named Yuuji Itadori said he wanted to eat at the place that has sushi on a rotating belt where you can just grab whatever sushi you want off the conveyor belt. But your sister argued with him that it is unsanitary and that they should all go to a fancy sushi restaurant. You were honestly on Itadori’s side. It sounded so fun to do that…but at the same time….Nobara is your sister. And when she wants something…most of the time she may get it. They kept arguing about it and it was getting on your nerves…but you tried to suppress it. The voice, however, was ready to rip their heads off.

“Can I please smack them?” She asked in your head.

“No! Now go back to sleep!”

“But I can tell you are annoyed with them as well. One hit is all it takes!”

“Absolutely not! Now go away!” You said in your head, glaring at the sky.

Satoru caught this and teased you a bit.

“What, mad that you can’t see your forehead?” He said, making you stare up at him with confusion.

“Oh…you were talking about me staring up at the sky…” You said, not sure what else to say.

He snickered, “Yes, that is exactly what I was talking about.” He said

“Oh brother, who does this guy think he is? Teasing you! Does he think he is funny?” The voice said

“Would you shut up!” You said, out loud this time.

Everyone looked at you, making you mentally slap yourself in the face.

“Sorry…I-“

“No worries, N/n! Itadori was annoying huh?” Your sister teased, irritating the salmon haired boy.

“Me! You were the one going on and on about how unsanitary everything is!” He complained. You finally had enough and decided to interrupt them both.

“How about we go to this nice restaurant I’ve heard about. They do the conveyor belts, but they can also directly serve the sushi to you if you don’t want to eat it off of that. Plus I hear they have some of the best desserts and snacks there.” You suggested

Everyone agreed and soon you all headed off to that restaurant, though you had to separate Itadori and Nobara because they were after each other's heads.

You sighed, but smiled a bit at these two. This was going to be a long school year.

-??? POV-

“You are sure it is her?” A gruff male voice said.

“yes, sir. She is with a group of people as we speak. Do you want me to go in and finish business?” The younger male said.

“No…not yet. I need to come up with a plan to get her back. She is very powerful when aggravated…you would die if you did so. It's best to just come back. We will begin our plan. And soon…everything will be back to normal…just how you wanted it.” The gruff voice said

“Understood. I will be ready whenever you are ready. I only hope that we can do this soon. I don’t want to fail you, sir.” the younger voice said.

“You won’t so long as you keep doing what I tell you to. Now come back. We have work to do.” The gruff voice said, hanging up.

The younger boy looked at you with the others, conversing with one another. His jaw tensed up and his fists clenched together as he saw you.

“Soon, everything will be back to the way it was.” He said shortly before leaving into the shadows.

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mike-haters-dni · 1 year ago

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Scalding, unnecessary take that I'm going to use as an excuse to yap about my hyperfixation characters more than anything, but El's character is actually impossible to stick into coffee shop fanfiction No Supernatural Shit AUs. That's Jane you're writing about. Jane and El are not the same person. At all. And like, Jane is interesting to think about, don't get me wrong. I have thought about Jane. I love Jane. She's adorable and vaguely autistic. But Jane != Eleven.

Eleven is the way she is almost entirely because of her experience/trauma of growing up in the lab and having supernatural murder powers. Her main characters traits are being a self-sacrificing hero and not being sure who she is due to the fact she grew up in an isolated sterile inhuman environment. Unless you're directly translating those things into something unsupernatural (like growing up in a fucked up cult or something and like fighting her way out and now she'll fight to protect other people from similar experiences or something idk) you're writing about Jane the normal gorl who got to grow up with a normal personality in a normal world. And like, you can do that. It's fine it's fandom do whatever u want. But personally, the first thing I come up with when I birth an AU is what crazy powers and fucked up backstory we give Eleven here. Also how do we make her and everyone else really fucking cool but that...might be beside the point idk.

The powers have to basically ruin or have had ruined her life at one point. They have to be a curse that she either reclaims or gets rid of at the end. If she isn't tortured she isn't Eleven Stranger Things lmao

And then yeah yeah my next step is to figure out how Mike AND THE OTHERS OK but mostly Mike get involved in this. Which brings me to my next point: Jane and Mike have no real reason to talk to each other. Mike x Jane is just Normal Girl x Normal Boy which is like, fine sure if that's what you want, but also you kinda just erased everything interesting about their dynamic. You wanna know what makes El and Mike's relationship so compelling? Objectively? I'm objectively right about everything I'm about to say here? Ok their dynamic is this: Eleven is the most important person in the world, and Mike is the only boy who will ever love her. And yeah that second one sounds really sad but 1. yeah it kinda is :) 2. its not really true that's just what El thinks which is like a major theme for her character TO ME, her underestimating how 'normal' she is esp in her later years 3. it also is kinda true because he's the only boy romantically interested in her who actually understands and experienced all the supernatural/lab trauma bullshit and is actively fighting beside her through the plot of the show, and 4. he's literally perfect and also the only boy she'll ever love and need so it all works out.

And to explain the first one, I mean, you know she's saved the world twice right? She kinda literally is the most important person in the world considering its up to her to stop the apocalypse probably in the end? But its not the being important exactly that makes Mike love her ok, that's more of a meta character thing. Like she doesn't have to literally be the key to saving the world and the most powerful being in the universe. Its more that she has to have something really special about her that draws Mike specifically to her and binds him to her permanently and inseparably and he belongs to her forever and ever and they die in each other's arms. Like she deserves. In canon I imagine objectively and correctly that it went like this: Mike is a natural outcast collector and protector due to his pervasive unconscious need to be needed and his fear of losing the few people who like him, who meets the ultimate outcast girl who literally has nothing and needs him in a very real way, and this gives him an excuse to just pour his entire self into her, fulfilling one of his deepest interpersonal needs. The best part is that she's super selfless and amazing and she loves him the same right back so its actually a beautiful thing they get going. Basically the idea of being anything less than perfect for her is so sad and horrible due to how fucked her life was that it drives the already caretaking Mike into overdrive to make her happy. Not at the cost of him still being an individual person, mind you. But that's the vibe. Also let me just say, all the self-sacrificing vibes and obsession and desperation can become toxic under certain circumstances and that is absolutely a feature not a bug. Sorry you don't like watching your faves yell at each other but we are not the same.

Anyway what the fuck was I talking about? AUs? Yeah ok so when translating Mike (AND THE OTHERS...and the others) into other stories there's more flexibility u kno because he's mostly just Some Guy. He really just needs (TO ME) an excuse to be fighting with Eleven (she has to be fighting something with the powers I know you gave her). He shouldn't be directly involved with whatever gave her the powers but he should generally know of and be somewhat affected by it. Or become aware of it/involved with it over time. Like in the show. You get it. Honestly his only real consistent character traits are being kinda moody and being the leader of the party in whatever vague or not way. And being intelligent. Like he has to be leader for a reason. I guess that's a decent base for a character right there.

oh right side note: you have to do something fun with her name. like she was basically branded Eleven by the freak that gave her the powers so u gotta take that energy and translate it into another branded name that has el in it because she needs to get the nickname ofc. unless its a cyberpunk au in which case Eleven is a pretty normal name and she can just go by that lmao.

So the point ig is Jane and Mike break up when they go away to different colleges and don't talk to each other again until their next high school reunion, while Mike and Eleven are...well you should know by now.

#this is truly me rambling to myself but ig that's why we're here right #yes i want to discuss mike and eleven's characters more #yes its exhausting writing shit #yes u can ask questions/talk about ur own AUs or whatever #blah blah engage with me or don't ig #one like and i list my AUs tho #if i feel like it #ig ill tag this #mileven #not like theres anything else in the tag rn hahaha

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sanddusted-wisteria · 1 year ago

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Doodle Dump, 1/2024 - 4/2024 (part 1)

So uh...I haven't posted as much on here ever since like, the beginning of this year. Instead, I've been doodling like mad over on the OTAS server and have completely neglected to post any of that over here alsdkjalk. So here's most of the doodles I've done, oldest to newest :> (with wild variations in quality,.,,, a lot's changed in my art skillz in 6 months)

[VERY long post below]

A staring contest, ft. @florisam 's Onyx and @illusidy 's Aerie...queens of the death stare.

Thank @/florisam for this one lol

After a body swap AU where Wis swaps with Qi...Wis has to do manual labor with Qi's wimpy wet noodle caffeine dependent body and Qi's def not taking proper care of Wis's body either... probably doesn't put her hair up if he works with a burner or corrosive chemicals aldkfjl

from a superhero/villain AU, wis is neither hero nor villain...she's the civilian that somehow ends up at the epicenter of every super battle and takes advantage of that by becoming a hero/villain accountant 😂

started drawing some more outfits for Wis, but I never finished them. Will probably get back to these a bit later.

and ofc she's gotta try on Qi's disaster outfit asd;lfkdjlrk

I made Wis a logo! Combined a sprig of wisteria with a pine cone, for her workshop, Fresh Pines. Also made a possible combo logo for her and Qi. Y'know, in case they ever make that multistage rocket + launchpad they've been dreaming about...

Wis would be stoked to get her new stamps :>

Wis as a butler in a maid cafe AU...that I do not have the space or time to fully outline the extent of the chaos within... (inquire in the OTAS server for more info asdlkjlrkadf) Also the first time I drew Wis's clone sisters (which I am aware that I haven't introduced at all on tumblr...I wouldn't blame you if you forgot that Wis is a clone 😂 but SOON I promise)

Ft. @spookemsdukems 's "Builder", it's the mystery gorls! No one really knows where they came from. Well, they know. But they're sure as hell not gonna tell you... (ehhh well wis might tell you about herself if you're friends lol)

asdlfklj based on a quote from an incorrect quotes generator

Initial concepts for one of Wis's clone sisters, the one that ended up in Duvos! Eugh the attempt at a waist up in the bottom right corner still haunts me asdlkfjlkjd Also note that that's not what a real prosthetic AK peg leg would look like, I did these without any real research 💀

Ft. @sunstream7 's Val...no explanation needed i think alsdkfja;sdlkrj

An idea I had about a romance/post-marriage gift that Qi could give you: a necklace with dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin that he managed to synthesize...the neurotransmitters of love <3

Love is the Solution: A special necklace given to you by Qi. The little vial contains a mix of neurotransmitters--the mixture of love. Even though they're trapped inside the vial, when you put it on, you swear you can feel them surging through your nerves all the same. Stamina +15

And I've hit the image limit so this is the end of part 1 a;sldkrjlkjlakfj

#so yeah i haven't been dead asdlkrlakj #i promise i AM still writing tho. just. slooooowly #my time at sandrock #mtas #mtas qi #mtas builder #mtas wisteria #shady learns 2 art #long post

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bayheart · 1 year ago

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the transformers: electric metal zine is out now!! download it for FREE here!!! <3

HI ALL!!! back after a hot minute with my work for @transformers-electric-metal!!! it's SUCH a cool zine (it's tf ocs!! hello!!!) and i'm so glad i got to participate!! i did art And a fic for this zine, both about my old lady Bramble here, tho they aren't necessarily connected :3 just the same gorl!!

check out the fic here if not in the zine itself!! >:]c (and u can see my buddy @woolydemon's epic spot art piece for the fic HERE!!!!!!!!!!)

anyhow, here we've got the full piece, an unshaded/glassless version (mostly to show off the rust rendering on catbot / show the center bramble without the glass!!), AND a bonus original concept version because. uh. i needed three images to make the post layout look better ok 😭

(special thanks to @dizzyst4rs for helping me so so much with the colors for the corner and top center bramble(s), as they hadn't been designed prior to this and he did bramble's og palette!! :D)

further ramblys contained under a cut thank u <3

SO!! versions of bramble to be specific, clockwise and then center: earthspark (root mode), TFA thorn (pre-experiment), earthspark again (alt mode), botbots, TFA (when she's just 'the catbot'), TFA decepticon au, TFA (alt mode), TFA shattered glass, college au lily, college au bramble, and then good ol' regular TFA bramb in the center! just for anyone curious about cont or anything <3

experimentation has given bramble a pretty shaky mental state, with a lot of struggle trying to figure out what parts of her are really her and whatnot. so i thought expounding upon that by Also including how many different forms of her there are across the TF universe would be fun!! and an excuse to draw all of the TF brambles at once >:3

and also. i swear to god the lights were blue yellow and pink the whole time i worked on this. my horror after hours of shading to realize that my pinks had become purples....... unspeakable.

i have never put this much rendering juice into a piece before ever in my life. please enjoy Pretty Colors and how i painstakingly blended the shading layers together with just a pencil brush at low opacity like a clown

#tf electric metal zine #brambleverse #my ocs #Bay Arts #my art #tf oc #transformers oc #my excuse for not maintagging this is taht there's 3 different conts here and if this shows up in 3 separate maintags i'll die 🫶#hi long time no see um. smiles. I'M ALIVE. just extremely busy all the time. even if i was Very Behind The Deadline on this it was fun <3!!#also the quality IS a bit crunchy here on tungle but honestly. it's so detailed u can hardly tell #i can only tell bc i've stared at this thing for actual days worth of time LMAO but if u want it in full HD look at it in the zine :3 #ok shuffles back to my cave... work to do and all #robos tag

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eclipsecrowned · 1 month ago

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Yeah they'd never have a kid actually but its for the content // @qingxn

Name: Rha3nys Velary0n

Gender: Just a lil gorl

General Appearance: A realistically even split between her parents. Laerion wins in features and coloration, but Nys has Katsa's curls and, though not the same color, two tone eyes. Her hair is two toned, stark black with lines of delicate silver. She has what many consider good one structure, an Old Valyrian look that runs among her namesakes. Her skin is tawny, but made darker by living on sun and sea. One of her eyes is her mother's green, the other her father's deep purple. She's pretty thin and flexible, but it looks gangly on a frame that better reflects her father's height, though not to Barathe0n extremes.

Personality: Her mother is always in control, her father always thinking ahead, and Nys is... Somewhat more laid back about all of it. She understands her place in the world, to the castle born, a grandmother who was nearly queen, a great-uncle who rules even now, but it's never had direct impact on her. Her mother is a traveler abroad, her father a second son, which propels Nys to a certain laidback approach to life. In terms of nobility, she's low on the rung and no noble's peace. Sweet thing, but wild, devoted to family over House or Realm.

Special Talents: Possesses a grace relative to seafaring, Navigation, which is as helpful on land as it is at sea. Literally incapable of getting lost or leading others astray. Has extensive knowledge of dragons because she is a fan of them, unlike Laerion. Has her very important and highborn grandfather wrapped around her finger which is a talent all its own.

Who they like better: You never have to guess with Katsa. Her strong, unflinching, luminous mama.

Who they take after more: This is Laerion in his youth take two, tbh.

Personal Head canon: The Baby of the Bunch among her cousins and has been milking the puppy eyes for all it's worth since she was a toddler, which works way better on Rha3na than the rest. Unspeakable metabolism, always hungry, dubbed a little dragon. Is patiently waiting for Grandmother's cousin to die and bring his Dragon back to the right side of the family tree (that is her great-grandfather's wyrm and Daem0n is just delaying the inevitable.)

Face Claim: How bout no.

#THE CONTENT......#iftheyhadakidmeme;#qingxn

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razzafrazzle · 2 years ago

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some doodles of jo i did to chill out inbetween commissions... my special gorl

[image description: a page of doodles of an original character named jo. jo is a fat sheep-like woman with poofy hair pulled into a style with ringlets using small bows. she is covered in freckles and is wearing an one-piece outfit with a poofy skirt and matching gloves and boots. the doodles include her sitting on her knees and looking back at the viewer, her standing and smiling, her with her hair pulled back and her sheep ears and small horns visible, and her baa-ing like a sheep. end id]

#now back to your regularly scheduled commissions #doc talks #my art #my characters

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dxsole · 1 year ago

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85……. Does she talk to her Family

🗣️ META: 85 & HER FAMILY

Yes and no. For much of her life, ███████— 85 spent it with her mother— her parents were never married and didn't stay together past the brief time they spent that resulted in 85's birth. 85's mother, ██████ ███████, raised her for much of her early childhood believing that her father had died.

Bruno Despereaux, 85's father, was a source of shame for ██████, seeing as he lied about who he was and what he did for a living during their relationship, a fact that he revealed to her when she found out she was pregnant.

Not many mothers would be so accepting of a thief being the father of their child.

Neither of them had planned for 85, and a child certainly made things more difficult for Bruno, seeing as he constantly moved around and his occupation could, at times, become dangerous. That was the life he chose and it wasn't the sort of life he wanted for any child of his.

He had little choice in the matter though, seeing as ██████ told him he would not be meeting their daughter. Ever.

He, of course, didn't listen to her for very long.

Bruno had snuck into their home when 85 was first five years old. It was her birthday and he left a little figurine of a rabbit on her nightstand. He'd visit often after that, usually when ██████ was pre-occupied downstairs. 85 had always been a generally quiet girl, so the secret remained for quite some time until ██████ noticed 85's drawings of a well-dressed man with a mustache.

To this day, there's a bit of tension every time 85 talks to either of them— although, contact with her mother is almost non-existent now. For her own safety, 85 insists. It's an excess of guilt, really, seeing as after all ██████ did to raise her child right and away from a life of lying, 85 followed exactly in her father's footsteps.

She speaks to Bruno sparingly, usually only when she is on a job where she needs a more experienced eye; Bruno did teach her everything he knew, after all— firstly of history and art. The sort of things a young girl like 85 would be interested in early on in life.

Then how to spot a forgery. How to forge. How auctions work and how heavy gold feels in your hands. How to pickpocket, perform a sleight-of-hand, and how to beat a lie-detector test—

Her father taught her very well.

While Bruno does enjoy their limited chats, it's very clear there is a difference between the two thieves; Bruno could talk for hours about nothing and 85...well, like I said, she's always been quiet. It's a lonely existence, and one that she knows deep down is probably not the sort she should strive for...but it's all she knows now. Maybe one day it will be different.

NOTE: 85 isn't aware yet of her father's brother or her cousin, seeing as Bruno is just about as alienated from Jasper as he was with ██████. That being said, 85 would be hesitant to meet more family. They're just more people to be disappointed with her, she thinks. Plus that would mean Bruno kept a rather large secret from her and she'd be very upset with him.

#ooc #thefts #meta #basically she will leave a short voicemail for her mom on certain holidays and special occasions #and Bruno gets a call for work things mostly #85 is so fucking lonely why am i doing this to my gorl

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violetstrations · 2 years ago

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[ID: a fully rendered digital doodle of Veronika Grebenshchikova from danganronpa despair time. She's shown from the waist up, placing her chin in her hands and smiling. Small hearts emerge from her head. Text pointing to her reads "Bday gorl" in red. The artist's watermark is over her elbows. End ID]

Ronnie my beloved Ronnie today is her special day !!!!!!!

#drdt #art #danganronpa despair time #veronika grebenshchikova #I've been experimenting with lineless art lately #whilst my art looks really good. it's also a Pain to do in the early stages #the best part about learning new art skills is that your art looks good. the worst part is the learning #nooty's art

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keyleth-clay · 7 months ago

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Do you have any headcanons about your favourite venture maidens ships or characters that you'll never let go of?

I always love getting VM asks from you, even when it's been long enough since I've watched Fate that I'm a bit fuzzy on the details 💜💜💜. (That means that if canon contradicts any of these headcanons, I genuinely don't remember, so therefore no it doesn't 💙.)

I'm sure I've made it clear by now that Sawyeh Noor is my most favouritest gorl, so I'll stick with her for the character headcanons, but I'll jump around a bit for the ship headcanons. (Now that I've finished typing this out, this got way longer than expected so I'll be putting the ship headcanons in their own post.)

Character Sawyeh headcanons:

I like to think that with Sawyeh's background growing up in the monastery, she developed a unique perspective on community that the other Maidens don't necessarily have - every member of the monastery would need to contribute to the upkeep and care of not just the building(s) and grounds, but the other people within it as well. This does come through a fair bit throughout the campaign, most notably post-Bastard's Breach and her consistent commitment to helping rebuild and train and help anyone in the Sisters of Sorrow that she can, but she's also just like that in her day to day life, to the point of occasionally being almost naggy towards the other Maidens to clean up after themselves or to keep their gear repaired and stuff like that.

I also think she would have learned how to cook while in the monastery (part of taking care of the people and not just the place is making sure everyone is fed), and I think she'd both be quite good at and genuinely love cooking, and find the process almost meditative.

Alistar Fritz Patrick occasionally joins her during her early morning yoga sessions - instead of cat yoga, it's pseudodragon yoga!

As a Way of the Four Elements monk, she obviously ends up having a connection to the elements, but I find it interesting which elements she ends up gravitating towards. She starts the campaign using fire the most, and then uses it and water (bc of her connection to Olhydra/Persana) fairly evenly throughout the campaign. She also uses air a decent amount, and that connection gets stronger once she gets her dragonfly wings...

...but she doesn't use earth all that much, if at all. Which I think is incredibly fitting for her, as a big part of her motivation in leaving the monastery was her desire to travel and experience new things - and if A:TLA taught us anything, that freedom and curiosity is essentially the opposite of earth as an element. I think she genuinely struggles with that kind of rooted-ness.

Building off of both of the above, I like connecting her to Ranna and Chidi once she starts studying from/training with the Carillons, and as such, she has someone who has influenced her life that is directly connected to one of the elements: her mother Maheen is water, her father Aram is fire, Ranna is air (bc air genasi), and Chidi is earth (bc of The Tree).

We already know that she's a big tea-drinker and avoids alcohol (I am considering late-campaign Sawyeh drinking an exception to the rule due to. y'know. the potential unravelling of the fabric of reality), but since I am also a big tea drinker, I have Thoughts. and by that I mean I am projecting my own taste in tea on Sawyeh.

She tends to favour black teas, but also really enjoys rooibos and herbal (especially anything with ginger or chamomile), and doesn't particularly like green teas. Properly brewed masala chai is her absolute favourite, and when she was growing up it was a treat for special occasions.

I know that Naseem is Iranian-American, and I know that Sawyeh Noor and Maheen and Aram are all Arabic names (or at least from neighbouring regions/languages), but in the very first stream that the Venture Maidens made on their channel, Naseem describes Sawyeh as Filipino, and that idea has stuck with me since then. However, I am Incredibly White and know next to nothing about Filipino culture - but I can definitely look up traditional & popular Filipino food, tie that back into my earlier headcanon about Sawyeh and cooking, and say that her favourite food is tinolang manok.

Also she can fucking DESTROY some minatamis na saging and lumpiang saging.

In the time-honoured tradition of the one ace/aroace friend in the group, she's somehow the person all the rest of the Maidens come to for relationship advice. Maybe she just seems wise beyond her years. Maybe she's able to keep a clearer, more rational viewpoint that isn't distracted by attraction. Maybe she's just the least likely to deliberately give them bad advice as a joke. Who knows.

(It's all three.)

As I said in the tags on one of your art posts that I reblogged, I love the idea of Sawyeh and Persana ending up as queerplatonic partners. I'm always a sucker for ships where one half is human or essentially human-like, and the other is just so inherently alien that their relationship fundamentally can't be put into the typical framework that we usually put relationships in.

Also that one scene from The Shape of Water. You know the one.

#kc speaks #kc answers #Venture Maidens #meta #fanfic #VM 1 #VM Fate #Sawyeh Noor #Alistar Fritz Patrick #Persana #Persawyeh #also maybe a weird time to ask this question but is there a particular way you want me to refer to you?#bc i called you Sketchy in the tags of another post but it feels weird to use that when you're on a blog other than sketchy-fey

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