#scorp

[azastr]

Hairbrushed Hearts

Draco Malfoy

Description : Draco developing a habit of doing Y/n's hair over the years

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Draco's First Attempt

Draco sat on the edge of the bed in his dorm , Y/n seated in front of him on a cushioned stool. The dim candlelight flickered, casting a warm glow across the room as Draco ran his fingers through her unruly Y/hc hair. He had always found solace in the task of taming her locks, and tonight was no different. As he gently brushed through the strands, Y/n closed her eyes, leaning back into his touch.

"Draco, you have such a knack for this," she murmured, her voice filled with contentment.

He smirked, his fingers weaving effortlessly through her hair. "It's just one of my many talents, darling," he replied, his tone laced with playful arrogance. "Besides, I have to make sure you look presentable. Can't have my girlfriend running around with a mess on her head, now can I?"

Y/n chuckled, swatting him playfully on the arm. "You're insufferable, you know that?" she said, a fondness evident in her voice.

"But you love me anyway," Draco teased, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss against her temple.

Habit Continues

It had been a few months since Draco and Y/n's wedding, and they were settling into their married life together. Draco was still adjusting to the idea of being married , but he couldn't deny the growing affection he felt for Y/n. One morning, as they sat together in their cozy living room, Y/n was struggling with her unruly hair. 

"Draco, I can't seem to get my hair to cooperate today," she sighed, frustration evident in her voice. Her Y/hc locks tumbled around her shoulders in an untamed fashion. 

Draco looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, let me have a go at it, love. You know my talent for taming your wild locks," he offered, a playful smile playing on his lips. 

Y/n raised an eyebrow, unsure of what to expect. Nevertheless, she handed him a hairbrush and sat back, watching as Draco approached her with a newfound determination. His fingers gently sifted through her hair, unraveling the knots and taming the wild strands. 

As he worked, Draco found himself growing more and more engrossed in the task. The silky texture of Y/n's hair slipped through his fingers, and he reveled in the intimate act of caring for her in this simple way. Gradually, the unruly tresses began to submit to his touch, transforming into a sleek and elegant style that framed Y/n's face. 

When he finished, Draco stepped back to admire his handiwork. Y/n turned to look at herself in the mirror, her emerald eyes widening in surprise and delight. "Draco, you did it! You actually tamed my hair," she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine appreciation. 

Draco couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at her reaction. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to her temple. "Only for you, my darling," he murmured softly. 

A Daily Ritual 

Months turned into years, and Draco's newfound talent for styling Y/n's hair became a daily ritual. Each morning, they would sit in front of the vanity mirror in their shared bedroom, Draco standing behind Y/n with the hairbrush in hand. It had become their private moment, a way for them to connect and start the day in an intimate and loving manner. 

Draco's fingers moved with practiced ease through Y/n's tresses, unraveling any knots and weaving them into intricate braids or elegant updos. Sometimes, he would experiment with different hairstyles, trying out new techniques he had learned from professional hairdressers or simply improvising. 

Y/n would close her eyes, savoring the gentle touch of her husband's hands on her scalp. The sensation was soothing and comforting, a reminder of the love that had grown between them. She trusted Draco implicitly, allowing him to mold her hair into any style he desired, knowing that he would always make her look beautiful. 

Occasionally, their son Scorpius would wander into their bedroom, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. At six years old, he had already developed a deep admiration for his father and a desire to emulate him in every way possible. He would perch himself on the edge of the bed, watching intently as Draco worked his magic on Y/n's hair. 

"Can I help, Daddy?" Scorpius would ask, his voice filled with eagerness. 

Draco would smile and ruffle his son's hair affectionately. "Of course, Scorp. Here, take this brush and try combing through Mummy's hair," he would say, passing Scorpius a smaller brush. 

Father and Son Bonding 

As the years went by, Draco noticed that Scorpius had developed a keen interest in hair styling, just like his father. It had become a shared passion between them, a way for them to bond and spend quality time together. 

Draco and Scorpius would often find themselves in front of the vanity mirror, with Y/n sitting patiently between them. While Draco worked on one side of her head, Scorpius would take the other, mirroring his father's movements with a childlike enthusiasm. 

Together, they would experiment with different hairstyles, laughing and joking as they tried to outdo each other. Sometimes, Scorpius would come up with imaginative creations that left both Draco and Y/n in fits of laughter. 

As Scorpius combed through Y/n's hair, he would occasionally glance up at his mother, his eyes shining with adoration. "Mummy, you look so pretty," he would say, a wide grin spreading across his face. 

Y/n would return his smile, her heart filled with warmth. "Thank you, sweetheart. You and Daddy make me feel beautiful every day," she would reply, her voice tinged with love. 

A Shared Tradition 

As time passed, the habit of doing Y/n's hair became a cherished tradition for the Malfoy family. It was something they looked forward to every morning, a moment of connection and love amidst the chaos of their daily lives. 

Draco and Scorpius had become skilled in their craft, each with their own unique flair. They would take turns, one styling Y/n's hair while the other watched, ready to offer compliments or suggestions. It had become a dance of love, a symphony of trust and affection. 

Sometimes, Y/n would join in the fun, attempting to style Draco or Scorpius' hair, much to their amusement. They would all end up in fits of laughter, hairbrushes and hair ties strewn across the room, as they playfully teased and styled each other. 

Through the years, their love only grew stronger, intertwined with the simple act of taming Y/n's unruly locks. It was a constant reminder of their journey from enemies to lovers, a testament to the power of love and forgiveness. 

In the quiet moments, as Draco's fingers glided through Y/n's hair, and Scorpius followed suit, the room would be filled with an unspoken understanding—a bond that transcended words. They were a family, united by love and the shared joy of caring for one another, one strand of hair at a time. 

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I need someone to do my hair too

[beavillains]

This can't be the first time this has happened.

[mightyart]

Scorp sketch

[blu3b1rd]

Skytober day 3; Earth! [Scorp]

Guess who has the energy to do a canon-accurate style today, me :) Anyway there should be more Scorp love in this fandom, hes cool. OG skytober post by hungry-skeleton for anyone who wants to do it!

[ventaverv]

I managed to find a Ro-Bow in the wild for half the average price and did not know that he used gamer talk. I have very mixed feeling about him now.

[skettchyartendevours]

I know that I haven't been posting as frequently lately, so I figured I'd share some Gobots-related sketches that I've been gradually piling up in recent times

(Plus one unfinished scribble of Dragstrip because he's on the page too and he's allowed to stay)

[hammerhead-jpg]

Scrolling through the Scorpius tag and like 50% of the posts are just me and it's so embarrassing how do I block myself

Leave it to me to like the character that doesn't even have a ao3 character tag god

[localparalysisdemon]

It's 2024 guys time for me to post the 3 other finished drawings from my failed attempt at a drawtober challenge

[yourlocaltoad]

Assets used for Skylanders Trap Team's Earth Skylanders Polaroids (skylanders.com, 2013/2014) (pt2)

[beedokart]

A bit more Inhibitor Phase fan art, this time referencing Ranma because, hey, it almost makes sense and that’s my main fandom.

Poor Warren and Scrop.

[lebenkopf]

Ilema around Ufa on chill

Birthday gift for @ilmeshka

[azastr]

Cocooned Affinities

Draco Malfoy

Draco and Scorpius being Momma's boys ✨

fluff

Draco leaned against the kitchen counter, a faint smile playing on his lips as he watched his son, Scorpius, busy himself with Y/n in the living room. The room was bathed in warm sunlight, casting a gentle glow on the elegant furnishings. It was a lazy Sunday morning, a rare day when Draco didn't have to tend to his Ministry duties, and he relished the opportunity to spend quality time with his family.

Scorp, with his platinum blond hair and Y/n's striking eyes, was a spitting image of Draco. At the age of six, he possessed the same air of refined mischief that had once made his father infamous during his Hogwarts days. Despite being a carbon copy of Draco, Scorpius had inherited his mother's spirited nature, and he was undeniably a momma's boy.

"Mommy, look!" Scorp exclaimed, tugging at Y/n's hand and pointing excitedly to a colorful drawing he had just completed. "I made this for you!"

Y/n's eyes sparkled with delight as she examined her son's artwork, a vibrant masterpiece depicting a fantastical creature with wings of every hue. She gathered Scorp into her arms, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Oh, my little artist. You've outdone yourself again. This is absolutely beautiful!"

Draco, standing in the doorway, couldn't help but feel a swell of pride for his son's artistic talents. He joined them in the living room, his gray eyes twinkling with affection. "Scorp, you've inherited your mother's artistic flair. I'm afraid I can't draw a stick figure to save my life."

Scorpius grinned mischievously, his gray eyes dancing with amusement. "That's okay, Daddy. You're good at other things."

Draco arched an eyebrow, feigning offense. "Oh, really? And what would those 'other things' be?"

Scorp's voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper. "You're really good at sneaking snacks when Mommy's not looking. I've seen you!"

Y/n couldn't help but laugh at her son's observation, her eyes meeting Draco's with a fond twinkle. "Your father does have a talent for that, doesn't he, Scorp? But don't you worry, my little one, we'll make sure Daddy shares some with us."

Draco's lips curled into a smug smirk, pleased that his stealthy snack acquisitions hadn't gone unnoticed by his wife. He moved closer, wrapping an arm around Y/n's waist and leaning in to press a gentle kiss against her temple. "Of course, my love. I'm always willing to share with you and our little artist here."

Just then, Narcissa, Draco's mother, entered the room, her presence bringing an air of elegance and grace. She observed the family scene with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "It seems we're witnessing history repeat itself, my dear. Draco was quite the Momma's boy when he was Scorp's age."

Draco feigned offense, his gray eyes sparkling mischievously. "I'll have you know, Mother, that I was the perfect gentleman even as a child. Scorp here is just lucky to have inherited my impeccable taste."

Y/n chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Indeed, Cissa. But I wouldn't have it any other way. It's a testament to the love they share with us and the familiarities they have with each other."

Draco's smile widened as he remembered his own childhood, the cherished moments he spent with his mother. He walked over to Narcissa and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. "Thank you, Mother. I never thought I would find a love like ours, but Y/n and Scorp have shown me that there is so much more to life than the prejudices I once held."

Narcissa observed the scene, her eyes brimming with joy. She whispered to Draco, "Look at them, Draco. Look at the family you've built. It's a testament to the person you've become."

Draco nodded, his gaze filled with gratitude. "Yes, Mother. I couldn't ask for anything more."

Scorp, feeling the weight of the conversation turn sentimental, wriggled out of Y/n's embrace and bounded toward his grandmother. "Grandma, come see what I drew! It's got wings and scales and it can breathe fire!"

Narcissa's eyes lit up with delight as she joined her grandson, encouraging him to describe his creation in vivid detail. The room filled with laughter and animated chatter, each member of the Malfoy family reveling in the joy of being together.

As the scene unfolded, Y/n and Narcissa shared a knowing glance, their amusement evident. They both knew that despite Draco's infamous past, his transformation into a loving husband and doting father had been nothing short of remarkable. And in their own unique ways, both Scorpius and Draco had embraced their shared bond as momma's boys, bringing warmth and happiness into their lives.

In that moment, surrounded by love and laughter, Draco couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. He had found redemption and happiness with the family he had once thought impossible. And as he looked at his wife and son, his heart swelled with love, knowing that his journey had brought him to this beautiful, cherished place.

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just a random thought :)

[unofskylanderspages]

Seen above: A screenshot of Scorp in-game in Swap Force

[insouciant-king]

alright, I'm gonna have my first real post on this blog be a proposal for a Sands of Yogurca arc rewrite; the main things being

There is no underground crime syndicate and Plain Yogurt isn't as huge of a fucking shitass

Lilac and Scorpion are a couple of orphan best friends turned petty thieves who would secretly hitch rides on caravans to get around. Lilac takes a more "don't get caught" approach while Scorpion actively enjoys leeching the life out of cookies and finds any excuse to do so, to Lilac's chagrin.

Maybe Centipede can be repurposed as a sassy shop owner and I frankly don't know what to do with Peppercorn. Maybe a construction worker of sorts, those two aren't really my focus tho

Instead of Plain Yogurt trying to kill his little brother, he's just verbally abusive like a normal person. Maybe Lilac and Scorpion were attracted to Yogurt Cream's palace because of the parties he throws and they were able to sneak in, their objective to snag some valuables and food and get out.

However, Lilac manages to bump into Yogi, and because of his naivity and loneliness, he strikes up a conversation with the strange cookie he's never seen before. Lilac feels a need to play along as to not get caught and Scorpion isn't around to help him out of the situation. After a fairly long night of humoring Yogi, Lilac finds himself drawn to his dumb ass and ends up leaving without actually taking anything. Scorpion notices that he's more reluctant to jump ship to the next town than normal.

One night, she's able to follow him as he sneaks out of their camp, thinking Scorpion was asleep. After finding out that he's been meeting up with Yogi, she sets out to get him killed and get her old friend back. Cue shenanigans

[lovinglapislazuli]

I recently found a very cute role reverse au for Yes Precure 5 on AO3, Eternal Precure 5 by LinetteFox! Using the description and the pictures provided by the fanfic I drew a lineup for them :D It’s a very fun spin on the cast, with some role swaps I didn’t expect, a few interesting divergence from canon and some nice dynamics! So far there’s 15 chapters out of 50 and I’m looking forward the next update :D

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42236373/chapters/106046913

ID under the cut

Image Description: A digital drawing featuring a lineup of five teenage characters on a reddish pink background. These characters are alternative versions of Bunbee, Scorp, Kawarino, Mucardia and Anacondy from Yes Precure 5 and Yes Precure 5 Gogo. Above them are the original chibi designs made by the author, as reference. The five characters (four boys and a girl) are wearing a variation of the Yes Precure 5 uniform, in which they all wear an open vest and the gems on their ribbons are shaped like their respective animal motif. From left to right:

Cure Bee (Bunbee) wears a small high ponytail curled to look like a stinger, the hair has a gradient from blonde to pink. His outfit is mainly reddish pink, light pink and light yellow, and the green gem on his ribbon is shaped like a bee. He has a split cape that looks like bee wings, light yellow with pink tips.

Cure Scorpion (Scorp) has short bright red hair with a fringe and longer side bangs, he wears a blueish purple hair clip by the right side. His outfit is mainly several shades of red and light yellow, and the yellow gem on his ribbon is shaped like a scorpion. He has a dark red scorpion tail sprouting from his lower back.

Cure Chameleon (Kawarino) has mid lenght dark green hair parted to the side, with curly longer bangs framing his face. His outfit is mainly several shades of yellow with green accents, and the cyan gem on his ribbon is shaped like a curled chameleon. He has a chameleon tail of the same color as his hair.

Cure Bug (Mucardia) has waist lenght pale green straight hair with bangs. His outfit is mainly several shades of green with dark red and light blue accents, and the red gem on his ribbon is shaped like a curled centipede. He has bright green antennae on the top of his head.

Cure Snake (Anacondy) has her lilac hair styled into a ponytail, formed of several big ringlet curls. Her face is framed by two small ringlets and a pointed fringe. Her outfit is mainly several shades of blue with cyan accents, and the pink gem on her ribbon is shaped like a curled snake. She has a dark blue rattlesnake tail, and the rattle is colore with progressively lighter shades of blue.

[skettchyartendevours]

Vamp, as well as Scorp :]

These guys are very fun to draw