#randomly missed them so i drew them

[0yorixu]

chilumi....the ship that got me into shipping

[skitskatdacat63]

I've been freed from the shackles of school 🥹 I'm free, guys 🥹 Alright, now to watch as many 2009 races as possible before the triple header-

[ravisinghs-wife]

The seven + Nico and Reyna and their red flags ✼

warnings: not proofread, swearwords, lmk if I missed anything!

a/n: okay I'm sorry I didn't post for like two months, ngl I simply forgot that this blog existed😭

notes to the fic: reader is written as gn (one mention off y/n), but pls don't read Nico's part if u identify as female! :)

masterlist

Percy

he's always barefoot during spring and summer

you'll never catch him with shoes on because he things that they are "blocking the fresh air his toes need"

at least they never get that dirty because he can't survive five minutes without jumping in the sea

when he was younger sally had to force him wear shoes to school, to the parkt et cetera and he was always so angry at her after that because he hated it with all his passion

that anger quickly faded after she baked some blue cookies

after growing up he learned that he should wear shoes to school et cetera but the second he is at camp he gets rid of them

after you dressed it he delegated that he always washed them and kept them clean so there was no wrong doing it and that it's actually healthy for your feet

Annabeth

listen, I love annabeth

but she's always mansplaining

Like u could be talking about ur close family that she only met once and she‘d say something like „actually, i had the impression that…“

It’s so annoying

she doesn't even mean it mean or something

but it also could be just a conversasiation that she isn't even involved in and she'll just randomly pop up and mansplain the topic

jason

That boy doesn’t have any basic knowledge

Like he is at camp jupiter since he’s three or something

I‘m not sure if they even knew what they where teaching him

Like that boy doesn’t know algebra

You could be talking about something in history and how deeply that event infected the way society lives now and he‘d be like „what do you mean?“

And he’s serious

Everytime Percy and Leo make fun of him for not knowing something he‘ll run to you and beg you to explain it to him

Most of the time you make a bit fun of him too because a 17 year old boy who doesn’t know what the french Revolution was is kinda funny

He knows that you‘re just joking though

hazel

I love her but she's like one of the extra careful mom's whose world break when their child hears a swear word

every time you are someone near both of ou swears she has this weird shocked and impressed look and looks around the room

you had to stop swearing around her bc she always starts blushing and looks at you in awe

they don't even have to be the "bad" swear words, it could be something like shit and she'd still be shocked

you had to learn to find alternatives like fudge or fox

she made you browse for the alternatives to swear words for around two hours at midnight and made you subscribe to the mommy blogs incase they had "more cool little alternatives"

piper

she's a die hard romance book hater

she always gives you the weird look when you read one or even only look at one at the bookstore

like she doesn't even have a plausible reason besides that they "always have the same ending and are very predictable"

I mean she's right but still

when she was 14 she had an instagram where she just talked shit about romance books because she was bored

it's not even that she doesn't like reading or books that much, she just doesn't like them because they (as already said) have the same ending and because she gor sick of the perfect romantic ending after drew talked night in and out about it

you once convinced her to read your favorite romance book and she tried her best to be nice

she actually didn't find it that bad and liked the ending but she would never admit that to you

leo

that boy either doesn't shower for one week or takes two hour showers

it's a bit better in the summer but especially in winter he never shower because he "would just get dirty later again"

you have to force him too properly shower because he would just forget it again

and when he actually showers for once he takes two hour showers

but especially in summer he's just gonna swim in the lake and call it a day because he basically "got clean already"

frank

I love frank sm but he would 7 in 1 shampoo

he doesn't get why it's bad and insists that it makes his hair shinier

you try to explain it to him once but he just doesn't understand 😪

he also tries to convince you all the time that it's so much better than owning body wach, shampoo and conditioner

nico

is a pop music hater

he always has this annoyed look on his face when you play pop music

he always makes this disappointed dad sigh and says "again?"

nico sounds so disappointed

he secretly loves it about you tho

reyna

she's like a confused mom and never gets jokes

"what do you mean by that, y/n? I never do that"

you try to explain the joke to her but give up after 10 minutes

she's grumpy for the rest of the day because you wouldn't finish explaining it to her

eventually she gives her pride up and asks you again

and after another ten stressful minutes she finally gets it

she kept arguing that what you said doesn't make sense

[barbiiecams]

expect the unexpected

drew starkey x model!reader

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[steddieas-shegoes]

It’s not that Steve didn’t want a tattoo.

He’d wanted one for years. Just something to piss off his parents the way they pissed him off constantly.

Asking when he’d find a girlfriend (he wouldn’t, he’s gay), when he’d find a better job (he liked his job as a guidance counselor), when he’d move out of the tiny apartment he shared with that girl who couldn’t give them grandchildren (Robin gagged at the mere thought of any of that).

But Robin promised she’d go with him when he made this appointment a month ago and she’d just cancelled at the last minute. Something about a work emergency.

She didn’t have a work emergency. She worked at a Starbucks.

He knew what she was doing. It’s what she always did.

“I just wanna get you out of your shell! People should see the Steve that I see!”

Robin did get a different version of Steve, one that didn’t feel like he had to hide his surprisingly bubbly personality. His students got a calm, kind counselor. But everyone else?

They’d be lucky to get a smile during a conversation.

He wasn’t, like, an asshole.

He just had asshole tendencies.

Robin called him her Oscar The Grouch.

He allowed it because deep down, he knew it was true.

And now he was even MORE grumpy because he had to get this tattoo alone. In a place he’d almost certainly be the outcast in his glasses and business casual attire. With people judging him for not already having tattoos and piercings at the age of 27.

Robin owed him.

When he walked into the shop, he was surprised to hear classic rock instead of heavy metal. The front counter was covered in pictures of bands Steve didn’t know, tattoos he would never get, and signs that had enough vulgar words to fill up the swear jar he kept in the apartment for shits and giggles.

Nervous was an understatement.

A head popped around the corner, bright smile lighting up the face of a man who looked like he belonged here.

“Be right there!”

Steve didn’t bother to say anything because as soon as he started to respond, the head was gone.

He frowned, but figured the guy might be with another client and he was pretty sure they had rules about touching things with their gloves on. At least, he hoped they did.

He stared down at the picture on his phone.

It was small, simple. Something he wouldn’t even have to cover up at work.

One of his students drew it for him last year when he’d missed some work because of the flu. He’d only missed two days, but because he so rarely missed, his regulars were pretty worried about him.

His regulars being three students who sat with him during their lunch period to avoid bullies.

It was a sun, with beautiful yellows and oranges combining into a near perfect circle, small lines randomly jutting out and fading into nothing.

It was beautiful art.

And he was getting it permanently etched onto his body.

He loved his students, what could he say?

The head popped back around the corner, interrupting his thoughts again.

“Sorry for the wait. I had a customer on the phone. How can I help ya?”

“Steve Harrington. Here for a 6:00 appointment?”

The guy beamed at him, nodding along.

“Perfect! You said you already knew what you wanted?”

Steve held up his phone to show this still nameless guy the picture.

“You want the colors like that?”

“If you can.”

“If I can, he says! Of course I can! This is really nice. Did you make this?”

Steve snorted, but he wasn’t that amused. This guy was like a ball of energy and Steve was already exhausted.

“No. One of my students did.”

“Oh, are you a teacher?”

“Guidance counselor.”

“That’s cool! So you, like, make sure the youths of today are on the right path? Keep them interested in the right things?”

Steve blinked at this man.

“I guess, yeah. So can we uh, get started…”

“Oh shit! I always forget to introduce myself to the newbies. Eddie.” He held out his hand towards Steve to shake. Steve stared down at it for a moment, knowing his face was doing that judgy thing Robin always warned him about, but not being able to stop it. “Not a handshake guy?”

Steve cleared his throat, finally reaching his hand up to shake Eddie’s.

The rings on Eddie’s fingers were cold against his own, his grip was strong but not the type of string that made Steve uncomfortable.

Eddie was smiling at him. He never stopped smiling, this guy.

It was kind of…cute. Steve would never admit it to anyone, but the way Eddie just seemed genuinely happy was really doing it for him.

That was annoying.

When he finally remember to let go, Eddie was already turning around to grab a piece of paper from the shelf behind him.

“I’m just gonna have you send that to this email,” he pointed to the contact info on the piece of paper he’d grabbed. “And I’ll get it printed on transfer paper so we can get started.”

Steve nodded and sent the picture as requested.

He ignored the shaking of his hands. It wasn’t a big deal. It’s just a tattoo. Most adults have them. Robin had four. Eddie here seemed to have hundreds.

Eddie must have noticed his visible anxiety. He felt Eddie’s hand on his arm, squeezing gently.

“First tattoo?”

“Is it that obvious?”

“Nah. I’ve just done a lot of first tattoos.” Eddie pulled up the picture on his own phone while he spoke. “I promise it’ll be easier than you’re thinking.”

“I’m not worried about the pain.”

Eddie glanced up at him quickly, then back down at the phone in his hand.

“It’s just permanent, ya know?”

Eddie let out a laugh and held up both of his arms, fully covered in tattoos.

“I know. That’s what’s great. Nothing in life is permanent, but these are. Even when you’re long gone, these will still be on your body.”

Steve hadn’t thought about it like that.

Permanence was something he’d always struggled with. It’s why he was so standoffish according to the two therapists he’d tried talking to. His parents had never given him an idea of what someone staying around was like, his friendships all ended when he realized he wanted to be a better person than they were capable of being, and his only serious relationship ended when he was ready for marriage and she wasn’t.

He’d been through a lot of personal growth since then, most of it thanks to Robin and some experiences at the gay clubs she took him to, and now he felt better about who he was.

He just didn’t think anyone or anything would stick around.

Robin was proving she might, but only time would tell. Plenty of time for Steve to fuck it up.

“You can still back out, man. I won’t charge you the cancellation fee or anything.”

Oh, how nice. Eddie thought he was a wimp and wasn’t even gonna follow his own policy to let him back out.

That’s shameful. He was ashamed.

“Not backing out.”

He folded his arms in front of his chest, trying to tone down the glare he could feel on his own face.

Eddie threw his hands up as he waited for the printer to finish.

“Alright. Just letting you have an out.”

Eddie looked over the few copies he’d printed, all slightly different sizes, and then lined them up on the counter facing Steve.

“What size were you thinking? Where’s this going?”

Steve pointed to the middle one, barely an inch wide.

“I was thinking my wrist?”

Eddie smiled at him.

“Sounds good, sunshine.”

Oh. That was not good.

That little thing his stomach just did?

Nope. Not good at all.

Eddie walked around the counter and gestured for Steve to follow him around the corner.

Steve found himself in awe of the room he was walking into.

He’d never seen such variety in anything. Some of it resembled the front counter, but there was also a Bob Marley poster, a rainbow flag, a whole wall of funny bumper stickers, and graffiti along the ceiling.

It was certainly a lot for the eyes to take in.

Steve kind of loved it.

He even let out a smile.

He quickly hid it away again when he heard Eddie hit his hand against the chair.

“Got it all clean already for ya. Just take a seat and get comfy.” Eddie reached over grab some gloves from a shelf before he sat in front of Steve. “Gonna put this on you first. Make sure the placement is good. Then I’ll shave that area and get all my stuff ready to go. The tattoo itself probably won’t take more than an hour, and most of that will be shading these beautiful colors. Need anything before we get started? Water? Bathroom? Snack?”

Steve’s head was spinning.

Eddie’s energy was relentless, and he had a smile on his face the entire time.

Steve couldn’t help smiling back at him.

“I’m good. Thanks.”

Eddie nodded and started humming along to the song playing over the speakers.

He went through everything quickly, but still took his time explaining everything. Steve was kind of grateful he didn’t have to sit in silence; His brain wasn’t his friend when there was silence.

“Alright, sunshine. If you’re good, I’m good.”

Steve felt his face heat up, blush spreading from his cheeks to his neck.

“I’m good.”

And then he started.

It was sharp, the needles carving ink into his skin causing a new sensation up his entire arm. But it was also…good?

He’d expected it to be painful, maybe even go numb. He hadn’t expected the pain to feel like this.

He lost focus. Everything felt distant and blurry, but in a sleepy way, not in a pass out way. Steve felt himself smiling slightly, but didn’t have the energy to stop it.

He was watching Eddie work, but wasn’t really seeing anything beyond the way his fingers splayed his skin tight and the tattoo gun left ink behind.

His eyes closed at some point, but he wasn’t asleep, the faint buzz of the tattoo gun keeping him present enough to stay awake.

“Hey, sunshine. Doing alright?”

“Hm?”

He tried to focus in on Eddie’s face. Eddie was very close. He was holding his wrist.

Steve was still here.

“Need a break?”

“No. I’m good.”

Eddie chuckled. “I’d say so.”

He continued, and Steve let his mind wander again. It was nice to drift. He’d never felt this relaxed before, not even during the massage Robin got him for his birthday last year.

“Alright, sunshine. You’re done.”

Steve looked down at the tattoo now covering his wrist.

It was beautiful, even better than the picture.

He started to cry.

If he wasn’t so far gone, he’d probably be embarrassed or angry about it, but surely other people had cried after a tattoo before. Maybe Eddie would just ignore it.

“Oh, sweetheart. Do you not like it?”

“No. I love it.” Steve took a shaky breath, then another. “It’s beautiful. Thank you.”

Eddie was rubbing his back and smiling sadly down at him.

“I’m glad you love it. I just have to wrap it up and go over some care instructions, okay?”

“Okay.”

Steve was never this vulnerable, not even with Robin. He was pretty sure she’d only actually seen him cry once when a student moved away.

His whole thing was that he didn’t show emotions. His job required it to an extent, though he was always caring to his students, giving them smiles when they came in to make them feel welcome.

But here he was smiling and crying to a stranger over a tattoo.

“Sunshine?”

“Yeah?”

“Got you some water. I need you to look at me while I go over the instructions okay?”

“Okay.”

He felt himself coming back down to earth as he looked at Eddie, a soft smile making Steve focus in on his mouth.

“That’s good. Keep this wrapped for four hours at least and longer if you’ll be outside. When you take it off, make sure you wash it with antibacterial soap gently and then use moisturizing lotion, unscented is best. If you need some, I can give you some. Make sure to keep it moisturized over the next week. It’ll peel a little, that’s normal, but if you see anything that’s a lot of color falling out or something, come see me and I can fix it. No long exposure to direct sunlight for at least 4 weeks, and use sunscreen on it if you think you will be.” He took a breath and smirked. “Got it?”

“Um.”

He handed over a paper with a laugh.

“It’s all right here. I just needed you to come back down from space. Drink your water and relax for a minute. I’ll go get the card reader.”

Steve did as he was told, enjoying the way the ice cold water helped him focus back in on his surroundings.

With the focus came the grumpiness. He was crashing from his adrenaline high, and his first instinct was to pout.

He didn’t think he was visibly doing so until he heard Eddie snort from a few feet away.

“Welcome back. Sorry to burst your bubble. If I didn’t have another client in 20 minutes, I’d probably have let you stay there for a bit. Seems like you needed it.”

“I. What do you mean? I was just zoned out.”

Eddie froze where he was typing something into his phone.

“Have you never…? Oh. Jesus Christ. Okay. Well. I don’t.” He looked genuinely concerned about what to do. “Okay. I don’t feel comfortable letting you be alone yet. Do you have someone you live with or who can hang out for a bit?”

“My roommate had a work emergency or she’d be here.”

Steve’s arms were crossed again, but the pull of the wrap around his wrist reminded him of the dull ache he was still experiencing. It made him shiver, but he couldn’t explain why.

“Okay. Can you stick around for a bit? I’ve got an office with a couch in the back.”

“Are you gonna tell me why?”

“Ever heard of sub space?”

“Like…the kinky thing?”

Eddie facepalmed.

“Yeah. Like the kinky thing.”

“I mean, I’ve heard of it. Why?”

“You just spent the last hour in it.”

Steve was usually pretty good at keeping a pretty stoic face, but his jaw dropped.

“No I didn’t.”

“Sunshine, you were gone. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone that deep from a tattoo before.”

“If this is just a way to get me alone in your office or something…”

“Steve. I know you don’t know me, but I would never do that. If I wanted to get you alone, I’d just ask you.”

“I’m sure I’d say no.”

“Exactly. So you’ll stay so I can keep an eye on you?”

Steve shrugged. He didn’t have anything else to do and Robin wouldn’t be home for hours.

“I guess.”

Eddie’s eyes were practically glittering.

“Good. Go lay down, sunshine. I’ll bring you more water in a minute.”

So despite Steve having no idea what just happened, and barely any idea who Eddie even was beyond a talented tattoo artist, he made his way to the office and curled up on the couch.

Pout firmly in place because he was still Steve, after all.

Chapter 2 /  Chapter 3

[lilacsareinbloomagain]

Ik you said you’re on break but that’s okay! I can wait lmao

I’m obsessed with your yandere lu writings. I would love a yandere Time x fem reader where he like extra creeps on reader? I’m talking like spying on them n shit and maybe stealing an article of clothing just bc it smells like them

Lord help me that sounds so weird

Why am I like this

Help

Thank you so much for requesting for my boy Time!

Notes: No no I like your way of thinking, give me your worst. Me, personally, I can be way worse than that lol

In fact, I may have accidentally made this creepier than I meant to, idk

By the way, when I said underpants in this I meant those white pants thing Link uses, which is probably called tights or something, but I didn't want you guys to read this and imagine reader with, like, fishnets by accident lmao

Time has anxiety and I'll not elaborate

I was gonna post this tomorrow, but ya know

TWs: Yanderism, stalking, suggestiveness, clothing stealing.

Yandere! LU! Time x Reader

In a way, Time was like a cat.

There was no way you could just ignore random articles of your clothes going missing every time you went to bath.

No matter where you went to clean yourself, it was like one part of your outfit was picked out by hand and evaporated, be it your undershirt, underpants, socks, and sometimes even your underwear!

You tried everything to prevent it, hiding your clothes, setting up traps… You only drew the line when it came to anything to do with poison, since you couldn't bear to possibly end up killing an innocent animal just for the sake of clothes.

Even if said clothes somehow always ended up randomly returning unscathed to the rest of your laundry.

Time and time again, this topic was brought up in conversations with the men you traveled alongside. Yet, for some reason, the matter was also time and time again swept under the rug. It never got solved, neither did it ever get discussed, more often than not.

Starkly different from your point of view, Time found it pretty cute how you got all fussy over some little clothes, clothes which he could easily just make you throw away and buy new ones, it's not like he was lacking the rupees for it, after all.

Yet, he couldn't find it within himself to keep pressing on that matter, not when you looked just so embarrassed protesting against the idea of throwing away your under clothes, stressing about how comfortable your clothes were and about how they were your favorite because of that exact reason.

From what he's noticed, you barely ever wore anything else, no matter how many clothes they could offer you, which was proof of just how much you adored that outfit, each part that composed it having been carefully thought out before being picked out by your hand back when they first went to the market to look for an appropriate Hyrulean attire for you.

It was more than obvious by now that you weren't planning on getting rid of it any time soon.

Still, despite all your best attempts to keep your clothes safe, you couldn't really stop them from randomly disappearing, that is, unless you stopped bathing, and that was something you obviously couldn't even consider doing.

So, you simply sighed with resolution as you took off your clothes to once again go into the river next to the camp, wanting to wash off any grime that may have rubbed on you from the last battle the Links went through before you guys left for the next village.

A little ways down in the same river, you knew the other men were washing themselves, that way, a scream would be all they needed know to come over to help you, should anything happen.

Not that anything had ever happened to you while you were bathing.

You kind of felt like you were being watched, but then again, you learned to not pay attention to that, after all, your brain always seemed to like playing tricks on you, be it making you think you saw the shadows in the corner of your eye moving, or strange noises coming from bushes, all of which always proved to be absolutely nothing at all. Especially the strangely distinctive smell of Time rubbing off on your clothes...

Besides, whenever you looked around yourself to see if your senses were correct, you'd only be able to hear the calm silence of the river waters, almost as if the fish itself held back from swimming every time you tensed up.

The regular calming ambiance noises returned when you finally stopped being paranoid, going back to washing yourself with a relieved sigh, knowing the feeling of being watched was just a product of your tricky mind.

Sound doesn't travel much underwater. Should it be sounds of heavy breathing, sounds of something much larger than the river fish swimming, or even the heavy sounds of metal boots sinking into the sandy floor of the river with every step their wearer took.

Time observed with certain amusement as you walked around the shallow part of the river, your head just above the surface, your feet dangling dangerously near the deeper part. One wrong step and you could risk drowning.  

However, you seemed to be having fun while cleaning yourself, enjoying the cool, clean water. The elder, though, was having his own fun watching you.

He had to give it to you though, no matter what you did, your movements were always so captivating to him. He had already seen a lot in his life, many races, creatures and even monsters. Yet you had such a… Human way of behaving. Even if humans were so alike hylians, you still seemed different in a way, a very good way in his eyes.

What was even more interesting to him was the fact that you were still different from the other humans he'd met through his life.

More often than not your actions were unpredictable and random, not at all serious, it was like you somehow weren't very phased after getting kicked out of whatever universe you originally belonged in and into another. An universe that was extremely dangerous and distinct from yours. His universe.

You were very, very far from your home, yet he could still see some of it in the way you spoke, behaved and reacted to the things and beings around you.

Sometimes, he'd catch himself becoming infatuated again with the stuff that he was already used to, simply because you seemed so surprised and excited by them. 

Things he saw in his everyday life and just happened to ignore. Places, people, animals, creatures, plants, you name it. You gave him a renewed view of life, the whole "enjoy the small things in life" a concept so simple that still managed to make him feel truly alive again.

When he was with you he felt like Hylia and the Golden Goddesses themselves were paying him back for all heroic deeds he performed. In his eyes, you saved him.

In no time, watching the stars with you became a new routine, you were always so interested in them, yet still didn't seem to mind when he preferred to do something else, as to avoid looking at the moon.

Therefore, counting and catching fireflies was the next best thing.

And before he even noticed, he had bought an extra satchel at the market just so he could collect and buy those things that reminded him of you, things he noticed you pointing out whenever you saw. Pretty rocks, shiny crystals, colorful shells, and even those silly little trinkets that, in his eyes were useless, yet brought happiness to yours.

You'd even managed to make him blush the other day, when you told him he was acting like a cat, placing gifts by your bedroll at night, while you were asleep.

Yes, you made him blush. Him, The elder, The Hero Of Time that was also The leader their group, a group made up of the strongest men known in the history of Hyrule.

But, in a way, you were actually correct. 

Cats are very attached to their favorite person, enough to follow them around and watch them do the most simple things, like sleeping, or bathing.

He didn't feel like admitting to those things though, especially not to stealing your clothes.

At first, he assured himself that he was doing all that watching just to make sure you were safe, after all, bathing time was the only moment of the day when you were “fully alone” or so you thought. Time would never forgive himself if you accidentally got hurt because of his lack of attention to you, even if the “hurt” in question was merely a scratch on your knee from accidentally slipping while bathing.

He knew better than anyone that too much peace meant something bad could happen at any time, and too little peace was even worse! Therefore, there was no middle ground, you needed to be protected at all times. And the fact he also got a little fun out of guarding you didn't hurt anyone. After all, what the eyes don't see, the heart doesn't feel.

He didn't even try lying to himself about stealing your clothes, he wasn't that delusional, after all, liking your smell didn't sound like too good of an excuse to tell you, should you find out about that little habit of his.

In a way, he wasn't even hidden right now, per say, he was just not in plain view. 

In fact, sometimes even hoped you saw him, so that he'd be able to stop just watching and join you already.

After all, you wouldn't be able to get hurt if he was right there beside you, right?

Let him keep pretending that's the only reason he wanted to join you in the bath.

[tokosparrow]

Could you do max Fischer headcannons of him and a gn reader in a relationship (hope this makes sense first time requesting :3)

a/n: OMGOMGOMG first time actually getting a max fischer request and i’m pretty excited (i’ve never seen any other content with him so i’m happy :3) plus sorry if it may seem hes a bit ooc, i kinda don’t know how to properly characterize him just yet >.<

> you two possibly met at one of the many clubs that max either is the head or founder of, which was pretty surprising to you but yet very impressing.

> and you maybe got his attention by sharing the same couple interests that he happens to be really interested, so your friendship with him kinda just happened.

> soon max seems to find himself more interested in you and your hobbies than he would his other friends at rushmore.

> then soon….BAM

> max realizes he has a big rising crush on you, he’s a little worried at first but he soon gotten over it when he’s also realizes he enjoys just being around you and talking to you as much as he can.

> like he was with miss cross in the movie, he’s very VERY much smitten with you.

> the moment you mutter something you enjoy deeply, he’s immediately on his way to imply it to the school in some way, shape or form.

“i actually really enjoy art museums :)”

“……”

“i’ll be right back, give me a moment please”

> soon he has all art classes go on weekly mandatory trips to art museums to study in after many convincing arguments how it’ll help students learn better.

> and when max actually comes around to actually confessing, he writes you a letter, giving it to you in a neatly put together envelope with little drawings and hearts that he drew (how sweet of him <333)

> let’s just hope you could understand the french writing he sparkled in the confession here and there, he just wants to be as romantic as he can <333

> now let’s get to the ACTUAL relationship headcannons LOL

> like i said before, max is VERY much smitten with you, like either getting you a small bouquet of your favorite flowers or leaving sweet hand written notes in your locker expressing how much he loved you.

> one time he even went up to your window while it was raining because supposedly he was caught in the rain while getting home and he was close to your house already (he just missed you, that’s all <3)

> he soon stayed at your house for the rest of the night since it was getting late and you didn’t him going home in the heavy rain.

> max seems like someone to really enjoy PDA so expect some hand holding and some kisses on your hand as he walks you home or just out in public <333

> he’s just such a showoff so he always brings up something good about you at any second of the day.

“did you know my partner is an amazing writer <3?”

“yes max, you’ve said this many times…”

“well you’re in to learn many more things about them from ME >:)”

> max even has a couple printed out pictures of you that he likes to keep around his room and even a picture of the both of you in his pocket that he carries everywhere since he says it gives him a bit of luck (he got a D on a test once when carrying the picture and swore it gave him luck)

> he even shared his first kiss with you, it was a bit unexpected for him since it felt like a normal day with you to him until you randomly kissed him.

“oh wow….i didn’t expect that all…wanna do it again :>?”

“you’re so silly <333”

> since then, he always finds an excuse to kiss you, he loves you a bunch <333

[qsmp-yaoi-island]

I'll say the admins' decision that purgatory 2 is as canon "as the ccs want it to be" is awful and going to cause so many problems.

I think it's perfectly fine to have CCs choose to be out of character for their own lore because then they don't have to commit to rp all the time, but you absolutely cannot do this with the MAIN plot of the story. One of the main reasons is that not everyone will pick and choose what's the same as canon.

A perfect example is just a few days ago, Phil was involved in a main story point of protecting Luffy who escaped. Luffy told Phil that he was looking for Tubbo/Bagi, and of course, because Phil was not informed of anything going on, he told them that they went back to purgatory. Even though Bagi and Tubbo said their purgatory isn't canon. So now imagine Phil is panicking about Luffy not finding the people he's looking for only for tubbo or bagi to show up randomly and confuse the plot even more.

I will say that I don't really care about how the story should be perfectly consistent because I know that's impossible, but it's more about how it's ruining the rp choices of others. Phil did such incredible rp stressing over how everyone left for purgatory again, but for them to show back up without a care or explanation? Undermines all of his emotions and effort into making it feel real.

Another point is how it's effecting the CCs efforts for consistency. Tubbo gets kidnapped IN FRONT OF HIS FRIENDS EYES, but logs in the next day and gets attacked by a code. So now you face the confusion of either believing he was taken and how that effected the characters rp around him, or believe that the code is back as a main story element. You can't believe both because they directly contradict eachother, so you end up wasting a good plot point for another. For example, Fit has canon separation anxiety and seeing tubbo go missing in front of him could have made for good character development.

Baghera was asked to stay off the server for the past few weeks because the admins had lore planned out for her. She expressed that she missed being on and seeing her friends but trusted in the admins that her return would be worth it to wait for. So some characters are allowed back and immediately cause inconsistenties but some people have to wait? It sucks for CCs like Baghera, Slime, and Pol who express how they want to get back on but are committed to their lore. But I also can't entirely blame the people who came back from purg2, even though I do think its a bad rp choice on their part, because the admins specifically told them they could.

Finally, the worst part is how it demeans the story being told. Imagine after purgatory 2 ends all the people coming back could talk about the hell they went through, the people they met, the fate of Cellbit and Baghera. But instead Bad's "1/4" came back and immediately told Pomme he saw Baghera. Isn't that lame? Doesn't that feel like a waste of good exposition? Hell even Foolish was there and just chose to ignore it because, hey, there's no canon reason he should know that!

That's the problem now is that no one knows what to tell eachother anymore, because it will only be inconsistent with what others are saying or doing. The stories is slowly losing its integrity because it's doesn't know what is important to take seriously anymore. Should you worry about the code attacks? I don't know, it happened to someone who wasn't even technically there. Hey I saw this missing person but I'm also supposed to be missing too, so should you even believe me?

It's confusing, it messy, and it will absolutely ruin story lines down the road.

I love the story of the QSMP. It's what drew me into the server and made me love it ever since, and to see it get pushed aside for a competitive event really sucks. With the way the server has been so rp and lore dependent for the last nine months, it just feels so strange for it to not be the focus anymore. Purgatory was fun, Purgatory 2 looks even better, but I would not trade them for the fandom toxicity, story inconsistency, or divided attention on gameplay it created.

I know with time the story will pick up again, people will return, and it'll be well throught out and planned again. I just think it's important to be critical of these decisions now so they don't get repeated in the future. If there ever is a Purgatory 3 or some other event, all I would hope for is that it has a clear and defined plot revelvancy so you don't have to scramble to tie up all the loose ends later.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i need to share the absolute fucking Experience i had playing minecraft tonight. i'm gonna be emotional about it for days

so me and my friends like to play on this server that's pretty much just a bunch of minigames. one of them is Murder Mystery - of a group of - i think its 13/14 people - one person is randomly selected as the murderer (spawns with a sword), the other as the sheriff (spawns with a bow). the rest are innocent. the innocents can gain a bow by collecting coins. no one knows anyone's status unless the player shows their sword/bow. i'm doing a quest where, in order to get points, i need to kill the murderer.

so as the game start countdown begins, me and my pal are checking out this Red Link skin. it's pretty neat! we're all crouching and punching at each other, as one does. i feel a connection form with Red Link. we're buddies now. we're in this together.

so we're all running around the map. every time i see Red Link, we crouch and punch at each other. the game is going fine, we're having fun. i'm delighted that i've made a one-game friend.

then my friend says that Red Link is the murderer, and i literally have a hard time believing it. Red Link? my Red Link? no, they must be mistaken. we were together at the start. they had ample opportunities to kill me. it can't be Red Link. but whoever the murderer killed was the sheriff, and i needed to complete the quest - picking up the sheriff tombstone grants me the bow.

so i run, trying to find it, and i turn the corner.

there Red Link was, standing at the end of the hall, by the tombstone, with a sword in hand. i froze. i was so upset - not Red Link! not my dear companion! i was so sure that was it.

but i walked forward anyway, thinking that maybe if i dodged around them, grabbed the bow, and turned and shot fast enough, i could get them. the thought was actually distressing! Red Link didn't put the sword away. they watched me slowly approach. we stood on either side of the tombstone, and i expected Red Link to cut me down. i was well within reach of their sword.

Red Link calmly, still looking at me, moved to the side and past me. i panicked and grabbed the bow, ran to the corner, turned and drew - Red Link was already at the other end of the hall, running away. i didn't want to shoot, but i needed the kill - who knows when i'd get an opportunity to complete the quest again. it's a tough one.

i missed, thank fuck, but man. i was in shock. i thought i was a goner.

then, after the game where awards are given - the murderer, who killed them, who collected the most coins - i went up to Red Link and crouched. they crouched back.

then they left the game.

[bluebayousblog]

RUMOR HAS IT

(Drew Starkey one-shot)

This is not a full on story but if you want more l'll be happy to add on upon request

Plot: in which drew and isobel address a false rumor in the most abstract of ways

Disclaimer: Isobel is an OC

Song: N/A

TABLE OF CONTENTS

PART TWO

PART THREE

Isobel and Drew had always known each other, from when they were kids up until now as seniors in college. They weren’t close friends, but they hung out more than acquaintances would. Their fathers were business partners so if they weren’t seeing each other at school they would cross paths on holidays.

The two were practically family, like distant cousins that you saw from time to time and enjoyed their company every once in while. If they did find themselves hanging out it would always be Drew’s doing. He would randomly text her to come chill with his friends at his fraternity house, and depending on the day Isobel would accept his offer and bring her friends along.

It was nice that he thought of her, which made being friends with a guy that would normally repulse her easier than one would think. When they would run into each other on campus and he insisted on walking with her because he was going the same way she got stares. Mainly from the sorority girls and cheerleaders that knew of Drew or were intimate with him given the few death glares she’d received.

Despite them obviously having the most platonic of relationships, people still liked to assume otherwise. Drew either ignored it or wasn’t aware of the chatter while Isobel endured the public scrutiny from a coupling she wasn’t even in. She envied that about Drew, how carefree and confident he was while she worried what everyone else was thinking.

Isobel hadn’t actually seen Drew in a good four weeks, sure he’d invited her to his party two weeks ago but they’d only seen each other in passing—besides that they hadn’t shared more than a word. It was now dead week and he wanted to study together saying her work ethic would help him concentrate more.

She’d resisted some, telling him she didn’t have transportation to meet him anywhere to which he remedied that problem by suggesting he just come over to her place. Not wanting to just flat out reject his request for a study session, she agreed.

Isobel stared out of her bedroom window with a blank expression waiting to see his expensive car pull into the parking lot of her apartment building. It was hard to miss compared to the other tenants that lived there that didn’t have billionaires as dads. Isobel didn’t drive so she didn’t have a hunk of the finest of metal to stick out like a sore thumb.

Her phone began to ring before she could zone out out while looking through the glass, Drew’s name sliding across the screen. “Hello?”

“Hey.” his deep voice rasped through the phone, so grainy the palm of her hand tingled from the vibration of her phone against it.

He was rustling around on his end as she waited for an explanation for his call that didn’t seem like was coming. Isobel bit her lip, waiting a few more seconds to see if he spoke but was still met with the sound of sporadic movement on the other end.

“Is everything alright, Drew?” She questioned, slightly concerned but also remembering his calm greeting when she answered. “Oh, yeah sorry I just wanted to ask if you drank coffee?” He finally spoke with a chuckle.

He always did shit like this, starting a task while he’s already doing something else and forgetting about one of the two things. His father hated that about him, but he couldn’t help his short attention span. From what I could grasp he seemed to have the ability to put the appropriate amount of attention on what peaked his interest at the moment, in that case he had no trouble focusing.

“Yes, but not usually at this time of day.” She answers as she looked at the clock on the tv stand.

“Well make an exception for me, come open the door.”

Drew’s voice penetrated the wooden barrier, shocking Isobel at his arrival. She hadn’t seen his car pull into the parking lot and still didn’t see it in any of the spots in front of the building. She’d looked away from the window once and he’d somehow spawned at her apartment door, but funny enough that’s how it always was with him, Drew just popping up in places to her surprise.

When she swung the door open one hand was holding a drink carrier with two ice coffees and the other a laptop, phone, and car keys. “Oh my gosh, Drew let me help you.” She exclaimed, rushing to his aid.

He sighed in relief, handing her the coffees with an appreciative smile like he wasn’t the one who bought the beverages. “Thanks Izzy.”

She moved to the side bringing the carrier to her chest so he could step in just as some girls came up the steps staring as the big man on campus entered her apartment. Isobel couldn’t help but notice their whispers as they threw her a fake smile and walked into their place, “I told you that was him.” She caught the blonde ones last words before the door slammed.

And just like that more rumors would spread, the first time they’d hung out in a month just to study and now people were making even more false narratives. Isobel rolled her eyes with a huff, letting the door close behind her as she walked into the living room with a frown.

“What’s wrong, Is? I bet that sweet ass coffee can make it better.” His lips curled into a smirk that immediately fell when she didn’t laugh as expected. “Nothing.” She lies not wanting to bring up something that would seem so minuscule to him.

Drew didn’t often see her upset and he wasn’t sure he liked the sight. It was obvious something was bothering her as it was written all over her face, caught in her furrowed eyebrows and he wanted more than anything at the moment to figure out why.

He wasn’t sure he would be able to focus on anything else until he did.

“You’re an awful liar tell me now.” Drew insisted, his pink lips in a straight line with a serious look on his face.

She sighed as her shoulders dropped signaling she was relenting which pleased Drew, it was one of the things he enjoyed about Isobel. She wasn’t a difficult person and therefore she was easy to be friends with. Isobel was a low maintenance type of girl which made him want to keep her around even more. Not because she was just good company, but because he felt the need to know she was good if he had anything to do with it which wasn’t often but when they were partying at the same place he was always on the lookout.

“My neighbors think we’re fucking along with every other breathing soul on campus.” Isobel admitted as she slumped into the cushion at the other end of the sofa.

She frowned when his eyebrows raised and a slight smiled etched on the right side of his mouth. The exact reason she didn’t want to confide in him written all over his annoying face. They weren’t even that good of friends for god’s sake and he was having this much of an effect on her life.

“But we’re not.” Drew stated nonchalantly as if it weren’t already obvious, but his tone was strange. Like he’d never thought of the two in that light before and it was the only way he could respond because he didn’t know any better and neither did Isobel. “Is it not the most ridiculous shit ever?” She groaned, shaking her head in disbelief.

“Ridiculous wouldn’t be my word of choice to describe us fucking, but you know we’re not fucking right?” He asked fully turning his body towards her.

“Right.”

“So who gives a shit, let them assume all they want.” Drew counters staring her straight into the eyes to make sure she was listening and actually taking his advice, he didn’t want shit she couldn’t control upsetting her. He liked having her around no matter how distant they could be and some petty rumors weren’t going to change anything. “And if anyone is giving you problems let me know, I know those lame as cheerleaders that live across the hall.”

Isobel’s ears quirked at his words not sure what him knowing them meant but judging by his coarse language towards them it didn’t go much past him just being aware of their existence.

“No, Drew, it’s not that deep the whole thing is just so stupid, the rumor holds no weight, I mean I’m not even remotely your type.” Isobel rambled on, unknowingly peaking the boys interest with her assumption.

Drew wanted to tell the girl that she was wrong, immediately shut that notion down she had in her head but then again he didn’t know if she was right either. He’d never looked at Isobel that way, sure anyone with eyes knew she was beyond pretty, but Drew never stared long enough for any type of reaction to happen within his body like he did other girls.

He’d known her for the better part of his life and had never taken a moment to look at her as more than a friend. There had been nothing in his brain that prompted him to do so as if their story was a plot that consisted of two friends that strictly hung out on occasion.

But now there was an itch present that was nudging him to write between the lines. He wasn’t sure he was into ruining their friendship but he didn’t mind dancing around the idea a bit.

“Says who?” He squints at her failing to stop the smirk on his lips, his voice is demeaning wanting to make her feel stupid for assuming such a thing, though he’d never shown her otherwise.

“No one I guess, but I’m just saying guys like you have never seemed interested in me so I just thought-“ She trailed off as Drew narrowed his stare even more as she spoke nonsense.

“I highly doubt that’s true, they have definitely been into you, they’re just too pussy to make a move.” He stated matter of factly.

Drew’s friends were always trying to get him to set them up with Isobel to which he always declined, he wasn’t going to be responsible for one of those assholes breaking her heart—at least that’s what he’s always told himself. She wasn’t off limits per se, but he also wasn’t going to make an effort, and they were never going to grow the balls to walk up to her.

Today wasn’t the first time he heard this rumor about him sleeping around with her. It was what all his friends assumed whenever he refused to play matchmaker. He would tell them they were just friends and if they chose not to believe him the first time then that was that.

Girls he slept with even brought it up to him, disbelief always laced in their voice whenever they asked him which always rubbed him the wrong way. Similar to now when Isobel stated so confidently how outlandish it would be for them to end up in bed together.

If the two could be friends after years of knowing each other who’s to say them fucking wouldn’t work just as well?

“Okay? Let’s stop talking about this and study, thanks for the coffee, dude.” She huffed, propping her feet up in the space between them on the sofa and opening her laptop.

Isobel couldn’t see him anymore behind her computer but she heard the hum he let out in response. She typed up her study guide for one of her finals next week for a little before sitting her laptop down and taking a sip of the coffee Drew bought her. It was definitely satisfying her sweet tooth but she would have hell to pay once night time rolled around.

She could feel Drew’s blue eyes on her as she took a couple of more sips before sitting the cup back down on the coffee table and turning her attention to him. His gaze didn’t falter at all, the slightest smile sitting on his pink lips that always seemed to be there. “What?”

“Can I borrow a pencil?” Drew randomly spit out. He actually needed a pencil, but it was also the first thing he thought of that could excuse his mindless gaze.

“Sure.” She quipped handing him the one she was just using and leaning over to grab another for herself out of her bag.

Drew came here with the intention of Isobel’s study habits rubbing off on him, but in turn she’d only served as a new found distraction for him. Now he was watching the curve of her ass in those damned yoga pants he just realized she was always wearing, but this was first time he’d notice the way her round ass sat perfectly in them—thoroughly appreciating the sight.

He looked away as she leaned back up to get situated, but quickly reverted his eyes back to her thick thighs. He imagined himself in between her plush limbs, situated above her while rocking her into his bed or just simply lying there with his head resting there on her flat stomach.

How could something that was so foreign to him just shy of an hour ago sound like the most appealing thing in the world at the moment. His hands were beginning to sweat the longer his greedy eyes continued to rake over her her body, the guy was lucky she didn’t feel it when she handed him the writing utensil.

Drew was an ass man, always has been and didn’t feel the need to straight up ogle her chest. He already knew she was gorgeous, but he couldn’t help but swipe his eyes up to look at her, hoping he might catch her with those plump lips wrapped around that straw again. Their eyes immediately latched, her brows furrowed in confusion. “What are you doing, Drew?”

He’d been caught in the act. His first time checking out his long time family friend that happened to be a girl and he’d completely failed at being discreet with it. He probably looked like a dork, he’d be surprised if drool hadn’t been falling from his lips.

“Seeing if you’re my type.” He admitted without shame. He wanted to go ahead and rip the bandage off, especially if his honestly meant she would possibly let his eyes roam her body some more.

Isobel’s head immediately fell into her hands in embarrassment, covering up her face like it would block her entire existence from his wandering eyes. There was no way Drew was checking her out, they’d gone a fucking decade without this happening. She fucked up bringing that rumor up to Drew, now there had been a shift, a new level to their friendship that he obviously didn’t mind exploring.

Her entire body wanted to curl into a ball when she felt his large hand wrap around her calf in a comforting manner. The girl was only so strong when it came to men, sure she’d never thought of him in any way that wasn’t friendly but he was attractive. And when someone as manly and as handsome as him was looking at her the way he was a minute ago all it would take was a poke of a finger to turn her into a puddle.

“You can’t just hide from me, we’re literally sitting on a small ass couch together.” He joked like he wasn’t just undressing her with his eyes.

“Don’t look at me like that ever again, it’s embarrassing.” Isobel voiced still hidden behind her hands prompting a chuckle from him.

Not planning on looking up anytime soon too afraid to face him and endure another moment of his heavy gaze she leaned back into the sofa. Then his hand ran slowly down her calf stopping at her ankle causing shivers to litter her soft skin. A squeak left her lips as he yanked her legs toward him throwing them over his lap as he pulled her small body down the sofa as close as possible to him. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about you’re sexy. I should be embarrassed since you caught me in the act.” He mumbled, taking her wrists and placing them against her belly so she wouldn’t cover her face again.

“Were you embarrassed?” Isobel asked desperately wanting to know exactly what he was thinking. Whether that be embarrassment, disgust, or intrigue.

She had no idea what she wanted him to feel about her body, any outcome would blanket her with anxiety.

“No, it was well worth it, Izzy, now I just want a feel of my observations.” He rasped as his hands carefully ran up and down her calves.

His eyelids were low and his eyes were a shade she’d never seen on him. She was puddy in his hands, her inner thighs vibrating in want as her body started to become accustomed to his touch, “Okay.”

There was no sense of denying him any further, she’d been a goner as soon as he placed his hand on her leg.

Drew hesitated at first, in disbelief at her readiness, but he bounced back grabbing her waist and placing the girl on his lap. “Damn” he mumbled under his breathe, just loud enough for her to hear, as she slid right over his crotch, the only part of her that had rubbed off on him during their so called study session.

He looked straight into her brown eyes as his hands ran down her back onto her ass, covering both cheeks with a wide grip and immediately squeezing the flesh with his rough fingers.

“Drew.” She dragged out his name in a pant at the feeling of him grabbing her so intimately while leaning her chest against his and hiding her heated face in his neck.

“This fucking ass, Izzy.” He grunted lowly in her left ear like he was telling her it was going to get the both of them in trouble.

She sat there and took it as he grinded her against him practically fucking her through his sweatpants with the way he was kneading and spreading her ass cheeks. All she could do was let the moans slip from her lips into his waiting ears.

“Okay shit, that was more than just a feel.” He stopped his movements, but left his hands on her backside. Then Isobel heard a stutter in his already labored breathing and glanced up at him to see his dark gaze between their bodies. There was a wet spot from her arousal right on the crotch area of his sweatpants and in that moment she’d never wanted to crawl into a hole more as her cheeks burned in embarrassment.

Before she could brings her hands up to cover her face he caught them and placed them above her head as he dropped her body to the couch and pressed a knee between her thighs with a smirk on his lips, “Would you say I’m your type, Izzy?”

“Don’t patronize me, Drew, I can’t help it.” she whispered, feeling like a specimen under a telescope as he stared down at her.

His eyes dropped between them at her words, he’d barely touched her and she was soaking through the both of their pants. “I hope you don’t get this wet for just anybody.”

“What are you implying?” She said cocking her head to the side.

Drew knew Isobel didn’t get around, she’d had one boyfriend that she dated throughout the first three years of college. It was long distance, she found out he’d been cheating on her and he hadn’t seen her with anybody since. No one liked the guy, it was always awkward the few times he came for holiday dinners.

Thinking back Drew wasn’t sure if he didn’t like him or the idea of Isobel with a man in general. He didn’t trust any man around her, not his friends and not that douche that broke her heart. “I mean that I want to be the only person on this campus who has ever felt this.”

Isobel let out a breathy whine when he dropped his hips and pressed his dick against her soaked leggings, just resting there and reveling in the feeling of their bodies attached.

As much as she wanted to be embarrassed by this, his erection nestled in between her thighs was trumping all of her emotions. She’d never been this turned on with a guy, the whole thing was confusing. Never did she expect after years of knowing Drew that a random day during their senior year of college for him to be making demands regarding her vagina and for her to be turned on enough to heed his desires.

“I can’t register anything you’re saying while you’re pressing your dick against me like this, Drew.” She whimpers only making him slowly grind into her more as he rolled his hips with precision.

Drew had just found a new drug, gotten the littlest of a taste of it and wasn’t sure if he would ever be able to quit it, quit her. She was so wet, and the material of their bottoms so damp it was beginning to feel like there’s was no barrier between the two.

“I love the way my name sounds coming out of your fucking mouth.” He grunted. His name on her lips being the sweetest thing he ever heard wasn’t new, sure it didn’t turn him on before today but it could get him to do any favor she asked, “Make sure you listen to what I have to say right now, Izzy.” He grabbed her chin with his hand forcing her to look straight into his eyes, the man practically had full control over her body as he spoke.

“One. Don’t ever call me dude again. Two. I accepted that stupid job offer and got a new car. Three. All I can think about is fucking you in it.” He muttered the filthy words in her ear as he kissed down her neck, talking to her like he hadn’t known her since she was still wearing braces in middle school. “That’s a little forward don’t you think?” The girl challenged him with a flirty smile.

Isobel wasn’t going to give it up to him that easily, and she hoped he didn’t expect her to or he was in store for a rude awakening. She was slow to give her body to men because she was aware of the heartache that would ensue if they ever betrayed her trust. She’d tried to avoid it at all costs, though she’d found herself in that exact situation just a year ago. Love was a sick roller coaster that could catapult you to the ground when you least expected it no matter how strapped in you were.

All Drew did was shrug with a boyish grin playing on his lips, his gorgeous blue eyes falling to her plump lips and stopping there. Anxiety flared through her body as she followed his gaze, the thought of him simply kissing her feeling more much serious in contrary to him literally dry humping her on her couch.

But when his soft lips touched hers she didn’t care about any of the hazardous turns that would be waiting for them ahead, she blindly jumped on his ride with all safety precautions abandoned.

And just like that the two friends had made the unsubstantial rumors so concrete a blind man could see.

[mauesartetc]

Redrawing Shadiversity's AI Piece

For context, check out this post here. This is, uh... It's a doozy.

Let's start with the main character of the image. The girl's pose looks very awkward and unrealistic for what she's doing. Her feet are dragging in two different directions that don't indicate the direction she's jumping in, and it looks like her top half is getting blown back in a wind tunnel. According to one of the reblogs on the post that introduced me to this thing, the pose wasn't the generator's doing, but the artist's. "He drew the girl and photoshopped in a picture of a lizard and a picture of a church and had the image generator "refine" it."

I sincerely doubt he used any kind of photo reference for this drawing, as it'd be uncomfortable for anyone's spine to curve backward like that while they're leaping forward and swinging a heavy sword. That just looks painful.

Let's explore some ways we could make the pose look more believable.

I think I'll go with a pose that's close to the original but makes a bit more sense.

It obviously doesn't have the same level of... "polish" the AI version does (we'll get to that in a minute), but the tilt of the spine looks much more natural for the direction she's leaping in and the way she's holding the sword.

Now that we have that out of the way, let's analyze more of the image as a whole.

AI art handles detail in a way that looks good to the untrained eye, but falls apart in the eyes of experienced artists. These clothing folds, for example. There's no logic to the way they're shaped, and the shirt is randomly tight around the chest when it's loose everywhere else. Then there are the scales brought into sharp focus despite the rest of the dragon being blurred, the blood drips that look like stalactites, and so on and so forth. I'm sure there are things I missed, as well. If y'all find them, let me know in the comments!

Something to note about the sketches I made before the finished drawing: They kinda suck. And that's the point. The early stages of a drawing aren't meant to look pristine with perfect anatomy (not to say the finished product is anywhere near perfect, but still). What they are meant to have is energy. Purpose. Life. But AI bros are so afraid to make any "bad" drawings that they don't draw at all (or in cases like Shad's, they only draw the bare minimum).

I didn't make this post to dunk on AI prompters, but to encourage them to put in the necessary work that will improve their skills. And no, I'm sorry, typing words into a box won't make anyone a better artist. It might make them better at describing what they want when they commission an artist, but by and large it's like lifting a feather when you want to gain muscle instead of, y'know, lifting actual weights.

Obviously machine learning isn't going anywhere and it'd be nice to use as a tool to make different steps of the art process more efficient. It's good for silly memes, I guess. But we shouldn't treat the images it spits out as masterpieces, and, importantly, businesses shouldn't use it to replace real people.

Anyway, it's pretty easy to go to the store with five bucks and come back with a decent sketchpad and pens/pencils. Not to mention art programs like Krita and Blender are FREE, and there are plenty of tutorials on Youtube. Just sayin'.

Get drawing.

[wolphx21]

I did a fanart of miss circle LOL

this OC is so cute so I drew her cuz this randomly became a whole fandom XD

Credit of OC: If you wanna know more about this OC of Kaaatie please check the person's video on YouTube! It's called "Basics and Behavior" they're the original creator! Support them if you can. :)

[edutainer2022]

Character Ask Game

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

For Scott.

@janetm74 Thank you so much for the ask!

I will revisit a little meta I did on getting to know Scotty as a character and have some additions.

"How do I love thee, let me count the ways". I stumbled into TAG through Tumblr osmosis I think some time in the second half of Season 1 run. I remember liking the 2004 movie, and I zeroed in on the "missing Dad" part, but I was generally amiably "on the fence" and non-committal. Nice boys, overall. A little bit too much focus on "child hero" Alan (because it's a kids cartoon and you're an adult, duh!). I was dabbing into bits and pieces here and there, not having a full picture. Tunnels of Time drew my attention, because of the sheer DEVASTATION Scott demonstrated. The elder brother and in charge sans Dad - I was bound to pay attention. John was the character I am - an introverted "intellectual". But the Tall, dark, charismatic and going kinda recklessly nyoooom didn't hurt either. Then I came across Recharge. And it hit me like that Runaway train. My Dad died when I was 22 and I took over as head of the family, as my Mom checked out in grief. I'm fairly sure I GAVE THAT SAME SPEECH in the Arctic tent to someone at some point - I miss him, I HAVE TO DO IT ALL (and do it fast), keeping busy with IR the PhD/work/postdoc/more work is the only thing that keeps me from going crazy. Verbatim. I'm still giving that speech sometimes. I saw a mirror of grief, self-worth issues and (non)coping mechanisms I recognized so much it was uncanny. So I knew these things: I've met yet another character that I know all too well what makes tick and will love forever - it's pretty much always the same character, give or take; the uppity Top Gun Flyboy persona is absolutely a facade - he's Tall, Dark, and Emotionally Compromised (hello there, sweetie!); I need to rewatch the earlier episodes keeping that in mind. And of course, Recharge (re)contextulizes everything - chasing a sizable city time and again to martyr himself for or to generally self-destruct, chasing Dad's shadow pretty much beyond the edge all but consciously (pretty candid for a kids show), going insane with a combo of worry, grief and guilt, keeping up the Next in Command mantle, sometimes just barely, the whole convo with Lee up to and including asking him to stay, the Chain of Command implications, the Hood's return implications, randomly adopting people and pushing them to be and do better. And just like that, I SAW Scott Tracy.

That was nine years ago, give or take. I've been through more losses, pressure of "command", responsibility, betrayal and just plain tragedy ever since. And every step of the way I feel I can relate to Scott more. The need to lift and inspire people to be their best selves - even when your own soul is writhing in pain and doubt. The crippling guilt over failure. The understated loneliness. The very unsubtle nonexistent concept of personal happiness. Being back in fandom also helped me explore (and confirm) and share lots of nuance about this character that I also felt were true. I wish for Scott a lot healthier emotional coping structure and support going on into his next decade than I got his age. He's my emotional support emotional wreck and disaster.

[mggssocks]

hi everyone!! sorry I dipped for a few days lol. I’m trying to work on people’s request but I don’t have much inspiration. anyways here’s a semi-sad one with Rowan Blanchard as face claim. I’m thinking you are a famous singer. You and drew dated for about 1.5 years. And then you eventually break up 3 months prior to this taking place. And then he’s randomly seen with Odessa a lot more often which sparks speculation on whether they are dating or not. Enjoy. (Also have nothing against Odessa. This is all fictional and for entertainment purposes)

This was inspired by opposite by Sabrina carpenter

obxfanupdates

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obxfanupdates (the photo above has nothing to do with this update lol) there’s been a lot of speculation on whether drew and y/n y/l/n has broken up or not. She deleted all of her posts that has anything to do with drew or obx and drew has been seen with Odessa on multiple occasions this past week.

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y/nfan32 noooooo

drewfan28 idk she may be trying to fix her insta aesthetic and him and Odessa may just be friends.

↳ obxfanupdates y/n and drew hasn’t been seen together in like 3 months.

obxfan166 but he still has some posts of y/n sooo

↳ obxfanupdates again, this is all just speculation.

Odessa’s Story

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obxfanupdates drew and Odessa recently. picture taken by a friend of hers (now deleted)

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drewfan11 if y/n and drew are really broken up I will cry

↳ y/nfan19 no me too

obxfan117 if you’re right and they broke up around 3 months ago, that means he moved on pretty fast…

↳ drewfan625 that’s what I was thinking.

y/nfan038 did you see Odessa’s story?

↳ obxfanupdates yes I was just about to post.

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yourinstagram thank u to everyone. love u all. new song out at 12 am est. 3 GRAMMYS BABY.

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arianagrande proud of u 🫶🏼

↳ yourinstagram thank u babes, love u

alexademie no way you just slid that 3rd sentence in there

↳ yourinstagram 🫣

y/nfan282 the way she gives no fcks abt drew and Odessa?!!?! queen

↳ y/n336 why would she?? It’s her night

y/n110 NEW SONG?!!?

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yourinstagram opposite out now.

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y/nfan61 I thought this was gonna be a hype song what

y/nfan287 didn’t bank on crying myself to sleep tn but okay

↳ yourinstagram sorry babes

y/nfan32 okay this is definitely abt drew.

madelyncline missing you

↳ yourinstagram miss u more. come n visit any time.

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obxfanupdates Drew and Odessa at the airport recently. photo taken by a fan.

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drewfan778 so it’s official?

↳ obxfan526 I feel like y/n’s song is confirmation enough

obxfan62 him and y/n were endgame 🥲

y/nfan17 I feel like opposite was definitely written abt them

drewfan218 the rose… :(

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yourinstagram thank u all for the love on ‘opposite’. I appreciate you all. more music to come.

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y/nfan92 DREW LIKED

hunterschafer you’re incredible

↳ yourinstagram thank u I love u

carlaciagrant love you!!!

↳ yourinstagram love u more. text me

drewfan839 them still being friends even though things are over between them </3

[nightswithkookmin]

Hey it's been a while, missed your blunt rants and opinions.

Today something just came into my mind when my boyfriend said I'm so bluntly flirty, upfront and bold but when it comes to it being initiated back to me, I usually back out and became shy and reserved. Then I wondered because although Jungkook is shy he can be bold and upfront flirty sometimes too so

Who do you think between him and Jimin is more dirty minded, most to get horny and that can randomly talk about sex and all?

Because I feel like Jungkook is just a small bunny you know all doe eyes and innocent baby while Jimin is more like daddy vibes😅😁

Sometimes I get confused with their dynamic roles in the relationship because at times I would say Jimin is more in the in control role, decision making kinda think but then it changes and I can't exactly tell when and how

That's because they are both flirty and dirty minded and shock the pants off eachother- which is good cos sometimes pants can get in the way of - never mind

I think you are right to assign Jm the decision making role in their dynamic- he's a natural at it being a libra and all that jazz. Then he's the hyung coupled with his high emotional IQ and life experiences especially as a hyung to his own bio bro- there's a reason women make better leaders than men ya know? It's not all about brains, heart matters too.

Fun fact, Jimin once said(drew) if he became a ruler he'd have all his hyungs bow down to him and worship him- except for Jungkook whom he'd coddle like feathery baby- which is odd cos outta the six it is Jungkook whom he had trouble bending to the knee. Couldn't even get him to treat him as a hyung and yet he's the one that gets a pass- even when he is in his ego he shows his heart, love compassion and a weakness for his Maknae( whom he drew as crying like a little bitch in his sketch💀)

On the freaky scale, honey it's a tie between those two I'd say. I love Jimin and he's my bias but sorry he's the freakiest dude I've come across on the internet 😭

And Jeon Jungkook can hold his own too😭😭😭😭

Smooth criminals🥲

There's a reason they both be shitting their pants when the other is dominating their 'fan service' moment or initiating it on stage. Jungkook had Jimin's knee wobbling with that last one

Havent seen that man so terrified of another man in his personal space the gay panic was real bless his heart🤧

Please don't let me think about them poking their tongues at eachother thinking they fast- ah shit

Now I'm going over every freaky thing they've done as if checking off items on my grocery list😭😭😭😭

The beauty about jikook is they challenge the cis heteronormative lens and the fact you feel you can't place them in a strict and set or defined box slash role makes me so happy because you shouldn't be able to put them in any set binary positions because they are a SAME SEX DUO😭

They are both complex human beings both intelligent and affectionate within their own right. Just because Jimin is the elder of the two and is predisposed to being treated as such which puts him in a position where he constantly have to call the shots don't mean he's carved out that niche for himself within their dynamic.

And just because Jungkook is the youngest of the two don't mean he can't make decisions for the two. He can and he should. He has my full support on that- Jimin can be a little dish out-can't take-dude sometimes.

And we see this play out in the little things- Jimin whispering to Jungkook asking if he wants to do something, Jungkook nodding or shaking his head at whatever it is Jimin asked just him.

Then sometimes he's not asking Jk, he's telling, he's reasoning with him, imposing on him- like grabbing him, pushing his limits, glaring at him, directing him, commanding him and Jungkook let's him.

Then JK on the other hand- he doesn't say much, you don't see him consulting or trying to reason through decisions with Jimin- he's not asking Hey JM would like my jacket you seem cold, he's just commanding him to take it because he's cold. He's not asking, do you want help with that box it looks heavy, he's taking it from him whether Jimin likes it or not because he's a gentleman.

He isnt much of a negotiator like Jimin is. And that's what makes them unique from any other ship. This dynamic they have- and its unique to Jikook and Jikook alone. I don't see Jk like this with anybody else.

And I wouldn't say that makes JM better than him or vice versa because it boils down to differences in their personalities. they express themselves in different ways because they are different.

Gosh, I wish you could see the images in my head whenever I'm writing about them like this. Its one moment after the other, It would make so much sense to yall.

Also permit me to overstep, most times I find persons who are able to flirt shamelessly but act shy when they are being treated the same do so out of one or a combination of the following reasons: self projection. They project themselves on the other person and judge themselves from that perspective. So they might be thinking damn that's so cringey, do I look this cringy when I do it etc. They shy because they self criticizing.

Then there are those who don't project necesarily but still engage in critiques and judgements of the situation especially if they think they themselves are better at flirting than their partner, or if they think their partner is doing too much, going outside their personality, faking things, copying them, or just being cringe. They shy because they embarrassed.

The opposite of that is putting your partner on a pedestal and thinking damn they hot, or they good at this, almost idolizing them in a way that inspires you to be more like them because you find whatever it is attractive and want to attract them too. They shy cos they whipped. (This is the case with Jikook I think or perhaps a mixture of both)

So in your case do you feel that's what's happening when your bf initiates? Do you feel shy because he's good at it and that gives you butterflies or do you feel shy because you think they cringe as hell? 👀

I'm asking for science.

[mewtwoandme]

Is there any other fandom you would like to make a comic about; in the future?

Honestly, theres a few I've considered, but I don't know if I ever will. I'm not as fixed on them as I am with pokemon. I'd have to say my second fandom after Pokemon would be AVATAR, especially after seeing The Way of Water. Even when I saw the first film back in 2009 when I still drew traditionaly, I always tried to draw the na'vi but wasn't very good at it back then lol. Now though, yeah I've done like one or two sketches before, but again, I'm not as fixed on it as Pokemon, so those sketches have been left unfinished for several months now. The one thing I've managed to complete was an avatar head bust. My desire to draw for that fandom randomly comes and then disappears.

Another would be the Monsterverse cause for any og followers out there who found me before my Mewtwo blog, I was heavily into Godzilla stuff and had a blog dedicated to kaiju art. But then I got rid of it and deleted everything when I slipped out of the fandom. I still love the monsterverse, I just no longer feel the desire to make art for it. Though I'm not opposed to maybe drawing old man Goji in the future, reconnecting to my Tumblr roots lol. A part of me does miss him.

Lastly, Dragons. Just dragons in general. I have been tempted in the past to make a blog dedicated to dragons. Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon, Dragonheart, Wings of Fire, Eragon, Httyd, you fucking name it! But...I haven't gone through with it for the same reason I've deleted my old Godzilla blog. It became too overwhelming for me to manage 2 blogs, so one had to go. I realized I could only focus on one blog at a time.

So if I ever do another blog focusing on another fandom, it'll be after my Mewtwo/Pokemon blog stories are finished or I begin to lose the spark for the pokemon fandom and decide to branch off to something else.