#so few drawings i feel kinda bad putting it into their tags

[ohfinlee]

karlach losing at fortnite . png

[hauntingblue]

making a collection

making another collection with a threatening aura

[qqqqqqqqqqq0]

i've been having some trouble falling asleep lately

[nightseeye]

Twist outs r so nice but unfortunately mean i need to twist hair Back In (<- unpracticed in self hairstyling and not very interested in doing so) so i never wear them. But. Super nice

[cheollipop]

So maybe I am just emotional but I am in the soft girl hours of the sleepover.

You know I love big, kinda dumb men that are in touch with their feelings, Song Mingi... Just imagine having a bad day, a rough week, or an okay month. It kind of seems like it's dragging on, and for the sake of holding on, you try to keep pushing forward. Today is not a push-forward day. Water overflowed in your bathroom; you have to turn the water off bc there's no off value to that pipe. You are a little behind on work, and the sites that you need are down, and the deadline is closer than you would like it to be. All you want is a warm shower and to curl into the covers until you forget what day it is. Mingi notices you slowly folding into yourself. It's difficult to be present with so much to worry about. So today he called just to check in. Through blurry eyes, you answer. Unable to hold the dam back any longer, you let out a soft sob, and he's throwing on his coat and snatching his keys off the counter to come get you.

Mingi stays on the phone with you until he climbs the stairs to your apartment. Opening the door to him, there are dried tear marks on your cheeks that you have failed to wipe completely away, but he just wraps you in the biggest hug. His hands pull you close and tight, squeezing a few more tears from your eyes.

"Let's go shower at my house. Then I'll feed you while we watch TV on my couch. That sound good?" He mumbles before pulling you back to look at you. Pinching your lips tightly together, the worried look on your boyfriend's face just makes you want to cry more, but maybe a nice shower and some private time is what you need to clock out of life for a bit.

Shut up, I'm going to cry my eyes out lolol

Nora I am too soft for life rn

2𝙠 𝙎𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩

oh, my nabi. the warmth and comfort this made me feel—reading your ask and writing it out—drove me to tears, on multiple occasions. i was initially saving this drabble for a bad day, and ended up starting it after a particularly taxing one, but I actually wrote most of this while feeling quite...happy. so putting myself in mingi's shoes instead of reader's was the way to go, i guess. I really hope I did this justice, and that it floods you with lots and lots of comfort &lt;3

pairing: bf!song mingi x gender neutral!reader

w.c.: 0.8k

tags: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff, mentioned symptoms of anxiety & depression, non-sexual nudity (they shower together)

note: you are not alone

The drive to his apartment was silent, save for the wind blowing through the cracked-open windows to send short, blonde strands flying in different directions. The sun had departed from its locus, descending the changing sky to kiss the horizon, a gradient of orange and pink painted before your eyes. Your gaze moved off the breathtaking scenery to focus on Mingi—a hand resting over the leather wheel while the other locked with yours, glancing over at you every few minutes, squeezing your fingers to remind you of his presence.

As if you could forget, you thought, as he guided you down the hall to his door, twisting the keys while your hands remained intertwined, his thumb drawing soothing circles over your skin as he ushered you inside with a swing of his arm.

Steam engulfed the small bathroom, the warmth of the shower brushing against your skin as delicate fingers helped you out of the hoodie you should’ve washed last week. Mingi didn’t complain, though; he didn’t even comment, wordlessly adding it to the pile of clothes building up in the corner. Your insecurity must have bled into your expression, strong arms pulling you ito his chest and plush lips pressing against your forehead.

“I’ve got you,” was all he said, but it was though you were already immersed underneath the balmy stream, a comfortable heat searing through your skin as he held you against him.

With your back to him, Mingi noted the way your muscles slackened under the steaming water, the soapy droplets rushing down the curve of your spine while he worked his fingers through your hair, hoping his shampoo was strong enough to cleanse away some of the burden you’d carried on your shoulders, the dread he’d helplessly watched eat away at you for weeks. Twisting your body to face him, his thumb and pointer closed around your chin, tilting your head back to rinse the scented suds out of your hair, leaning forward to press his lips to your cheekbone while the water warmed your scalp.

Washing away weeks-worth of grime and self-loathing with delicate palms and a lathered washcloth, Mingi silently spoke of his infatuation, his care, his unconditional, overwhelming devotion to you. Even when you were broken, anxious, blind to any and every possibility of a future worth looking forward to. Mingi was there, calloused hands picking up the brush you’d broken and painting tomorrow, then the day after, one stroke at a time—open fields of daisies and sunflowers, the hopeful orb of light splaying golden rays over the land while the man with the grown-out roots stood amidst the flora, pearly teeth reflecting the daylight as he watched you approach him, his warmth seeping into your very soul as you buried yourself within his embrace.

You felt light, your breathing steady while you rested your head on Mingi’s chest, his thighs on either side of you as you curled up in his lap. You’d heard the doorbell while you were dressing, walking into the living room to find takeout containers spread out over the coffee table, and a shoujo anime paused on his TV.

“It’ll pass,” he spoke, tapping the spoon against your bottom lip and watching you take the steaming food into your mouth. Your eyes remained downcast, and he noticed hints of guilt tainting your features as you processed his words with inexorable disbelief.

“Mingi-“

“I know it’s difficult to see it now, so I’ll believe it for the both of us,” he held his lips to your forehead, your eyes fluttering shut and heartbeat erratic. Not because of anxiety, or dysphoria, but because of the overwhelming sense of tranquillity Mingi flooded into your chest so easily, the animation in your peripheral and the cheesy sound effects now masked under the faint movement of his lips over your face, planting kisses over the trail of tears rushing down the skin. “I’m here, (y/n). You don’t need to go through this alone.”

And you didn’t. Episode after episode played on the big screen, takeout containers and popcorn bowls resting empty on the coffee table while you remained encompassed within Mingi’s arms. The moonlight, aided by the warm hue of his standing lamp carved shadows over the drowsing man’s face, and you took in the slight part of his lips, pretty eyes shut as he explored the dreamland, limp arms somehow still firm around your figure, as though he couldn’t bear to leave you alone again, even while dormant.

The overbearing weight of your thoughts had long since mitigated, your chest rising and falling to the same rhythm as Mingi’s, and now that it was no longer overcrowded with taxing angst and negativity, hints of credibility laced themselves into his words. You ran your pointer over his knuckles—his fingers draped over your hip—a silent ‘thank you’ stuck in your throat as you mooned over the tomorrow he’d drawn out for you. A tomorrow you wanted. A tomorrow you didn’t dread. A tomorrow illuminated by a gentle sun, and a contagious, toothy smile.

[stillfrownyclownlol]

MORE HEADCANONS THIS TIME FOR WRITING RAH :0 sorry not sorry for harassing the tags

Ashlyn: She like...found Spiderman fanfiction on accident when she was like...11...so...i mean...she tried that a few times... but like besides that she's not really a big reader or writer, poetry is kinda confusing to her. Her grade in English isn't very high aaaaa

Aiden: constantly in WIP purgatory, he doesn't have the attention to finish things he writes. He's dabbled in poetry but he thinks he's bad at it. He's written poetry for Ash too (which she doesn't really get but keeps anyways). He prolly had an OC phase and has tried drawing comics before but he's abandoned them all help-

Ben: He's been writing A LOT since the accident, mostly poetry and song lyrics to get his feelings out. He has a 50+ chapter Danny Phantom canon divergence fic on fanfiction.net that had a decent following when he suddenly stopped posting (the phantom dimension hit lol)

Tyler: he has no idea what fanfiction is and he's not that interested in writing anyways LMAO. He really hates having to do essays for English class or poetry assignments, he doesn't know how to put his feelings to paper at all- lord help him

Taylor: she likes writing!! Especially short stories for class :) she's tried to convince Tyler to write smth with her which is...50/50 chance of smth decent haha. She reads a lot of fanfiction and writes for fandoms she likes, but mostly one shots, she's not really good at planning out long fics

Logan: Logan writes poetry (kinda emo) and short stories, mostly science fiction stuff. He really likes reading and has consumed a lot of different authors styles so his writing is very eloquent. He's come across fanfic before but he's not really into it. Maybe he wrote some Star Trek fanfiction once tho...

[crystallizsch]

I want the infodump on Jamil and Yuusha ma'am I beg

THIS HAS BEEN UNANSWERED FOR A MONTH IM SORRY AUGH

but thank you so much yes im okay im normal about them i’ll do my best (for context i mentioned in the tags of one of my posts a while back wanting to infodump about them, but i forget which one it was jfkdlsjhl anyways-)

this won't be a full info dump because i think that would somewhat restrict my dynamic of them if i put it all into words (if that makes sense) ;;;

and i realized i lowkey dont have a coherent timeline for them (yet); i just put them in random scenarios of what i think would be fun at the moment

to make up for it i'll also put a silly self-indulgent sketch dump all below ;;;

I JUST REALIZED I DRAW THEM MAKING EYE CONTACT A LOT (bc something something there's a level of trust that jamil wont use his snake whisper on yuu anymore)

okay now for some random jamiyuu dynamics/hcs/lore

yuu fell first -> yuu lost feelings (bc why would you trust someone who took advantage you) -> ✨ then something happened ✨ -> jamil fell next but harder.

highkey disliked each other -and showed it- in the beginning bc of the whole scarabia drama; then an -accidental- act of service got them to think differently about one another. like "holy shit maybe they're not so bad after all???"

extremely slow burn.

very competitive with one another which then bled into their "flirting" / affectionate acts when they eventually became closer.

basically: “sweetheart” but rivalry -> “babe” but platonically -> “bro” but romantically pipeline.

(“are you flirting or starting a fight”)

yuu kinda throws around “love you” a lot, especially to her close friends; so -during their “platonic” stage- for some reason, jamil was the only “friend” she has not said this to. but it’s okay it’s not like jamil had referred to her as the “f-word” (friend) anyway.

had a mutual agreement that their romantic relationship is temporary because of yuu wanting to go home; they’re just going to “try it out” “no hard feelings”.

yuu made jamil promise to never use snake whisper on her ever again.

jamil: personal beef w/ bugs + afraid of them; yuu: personal beef w/ bugs (w/ a few exceptions) + not afraid of them, just generally pissed at their existence.

dancing and music lowkey became one of their love languages.

kalim genuinely became one yuu’s best friends because of how much they hit it off. jamil always third wheels them no matter the circumstance.

yuu loves grim more than jamil; jamil knows this very well. and so does grim.

[pillow-anime-talk]

Hii for the prompt could you do 42 nsfw with leonardo luna from blue lock with she/her reader (maybe in a fwb situation) but whatever you write im sure it will be amazing💖

# tags: scenario; friends with benefits; roommates!au; study!au; kinda romance; smut; aged-down (20 y/o); nsfw

warnings: mention of sex and sexual acitivities, high stamina, no foreplay, angry sex, a bit of fingering yourself, hair pulling, hickeys and bites, mention of crying

includes: female reader ft. leonardo luna {blue lock}

author’s note: ooo okay, my first bl request, very nice! 

42. “… You wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

The blueberry scent of the candle was in the air, and your favorite study playlist was playing in the background. The summer semester was slowly coming to an end and you had one last exam to write. Concentrated on drawing and highlighting important information on the book, you almost jumped and spilled peppermint tea on your notebook, swore under your breath. In each device, the sound of the bell and the beating of the fist on the wooden exit door spreads. Slowly you made your way towards the noise and when you saw your roommate on the other side you just rolled your eyes.

“… What happened this time? And why didn’t you remember the keys?” You opened the fair-haired man’s door wider, and he cursed only under his breath, temporarily walking towards the bathroom. “It’s nice to see you again too, Leo.” You locked the door and then you went back to your bedroom.

While you were studying, you heard dripping water all the time, and a few swear words, as well as a sound informing you that your friend had dropped something on the shower tray. You heard the sound of a hair dryer, water running in the sink and brushing teeth, and (at the end) the slam of a door as the twenty-year-old completed his evening routine. After a while, the door to the room opened, and Leonardo appeared on the threshold.

“We lost.” He grumbled sat down on your made-up bed and you sighed a little.

“I’m sorry about this?” You replied uncertainly, still focusing on your colorful notebooks. You definitely didn’t know anything about sports and you definitely didn’t know how to make other people feel better in crisis situations. “You won’t always win everything.” You replied and this time you looked at the young man, smiling slightly. “You always give your best, right? So I guess it’s okay.” His gaze was a bit tender, but also somewhat lustful.

Football was more than just a sporting hobby for your male friend; it was his biggest passion, his reason to live, his way of life, his future and his job. Just as for you the most important thing now was studying and taking care of your future through learning, so for your friend it was football, the field and the team.

You turned your head lighlty to the right as Leonardo began to touching the hem of his boxers and looked around the white room. You knew exactly where this was all leading up to. You’ve known him since the beginning of your studies, since you both started being roommates; his parents bought a two-room apartment in the city center and to relieve their costs a bit, they decided to rent one room. When looking for a place to study, Leonardo’s parents’ offer turned out to be the most favorable in terms of price and location. When you first met you were both single with no desire to start a relationship; you focused on college, he on sports. So you two entered into a relation focusing on sex. Thanks to this you knew when your roommate was feeling emotional, stressed, nervous and sad.

“… You wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.” You laughed as you put down your pen and undid the first button of your sleep shirt. “Do you want something? Just say it, Leo.”

Without a word, the young man got up from his seat and walked over to you. His hands cupped your face in a confident way, and his lips landed on yours. The kiss was wet, a bit intrusive, fast, but at the same time full of emotions – especially the negative ones. He expressed nervousness, a desire to dominate, desperation, anger. You allowed the man to touch your body and face, and without a word you allowed him to move your body from the comfortable chair to the equally comfortable mattress on big bed.

Leonardo needed only a few moments to take off his loose boxers and then a few more seconds to take off your cute set of pajamas with penguins and polar bears. For a moment, he thought about commenting on your outfit, but instead, he just reached into the nearest cupboard for a pack of condoms. His cock was hard and dripping with the first juices, and you just touched your wet pussy, involuntarily inserting two fingers into her. A quick fingering relaxed your muscles and mind, adding some spice to the image of your naked body. The young footballer’s mind was focused on you.

Without a word, you spread your lower lips a bit more, allowing the man to enter your pussy in one smooth move. Lubricant wasn’t needed, you were wet enough.

Your sex has never been vanilla – quite the opposite. Leonardo didn’t look and wasn’t a romantic for whom positive emotions, plans for the future, candlelit dinners or charming kisses mixed with tender words mattered. The movements of his hips were hard, chaotic, and always touched the back wall of your uterus. Whenever you fucked you got the best orgasms and that was enough for you; you didn’t have to get flowers or kisses. Good sex made up for it all.

During the first hickey of the evening, you firmly grabbed the man by his still slightly damp blond hair. Your fingers tangled in the soft strands, and your neck was marked with more and more maroon and pink marks. The shivers on your body indicated the first spasms of pleasure, and the footballer entered your body with more and more force, clasping his hands tightly on your buttocks, hips or arms. Years of training, years of endurance training on the pitch, years of running after a black-white ball resulted in the possibility of having sex for long minutes, quarters of an hour and even hours.

Your sweaty forehead touched Leonardo’s equally sweaty neck; you only clenched your teeth tighter on his muscular nape and your fingernails on his athletic back. You felt pleasure spreading through your body, you felt amazing moisture between your legs, and your face was decorated with transparent tears.

“… It’s not over yet, Y/N.” He whispered into your ear, biting your earlobe lightly, and you nodded. Studying for exams could definitely wait.

[eliibang]

Request -

Hyunjin getting motion sick while on a road trip with

y/n and the boys and she takes care of him. I want it super fluffy & cutesy cus I’m in the car right now reading and it’s on my mind 🙁🤍

➵ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐁𝐎𝐘

PAIRING. reader x hwang hyunjin [+stray kids]

TAGS. @eunwhore , @sunboki , @spookysins , @lethallyprotected , @dipjria / comment or dm if you want to be in my tag list !

it’s been a long time since your best friend and his friends had holidays. they worked so hard for the past few months, they deserved a break, a real break. you’ve always been close to minho, your best friend, you spent years being neighbors and it was just an evidence that you’ll forever be friends.

when he introduced you to his friends, you fastly became part of their team, it was just like that. chris was like a dad for them and now, you were considered as their mom. it was funny tho, you got to see another part of minho and you find it cute. but, for you, the cutest was hyunjin.

oh you had no problem to admit it. at first, you were amazed by his beauty like, how can a man look sooo pretty ?? you were shocked, but you knew he was more than that, more than just a pretty face. the kids, as you call them, call him genius and they’re totally right about that.

he can sing, he can dance, he can rap, he can draw, he can cook, he can paint… he is just perfect to your eyes. but that’s all he is. he is not perfect for you, you just find him perfect. he made it clear that he doesn’t want a relationship, and he doesn’t know you know.

how do you know ? you heard him and the boys talking about this in the backyard when you entered their house. they were waiting for you, chatting while drinking soft drinks, and you heard them from the living room. you never knew how the conversation started, and they never knew you were aware of this. but at least, the good thing is that it helped you moved on quickly from the ideas you were making in your mind.

it’s kinda sad, isn’t it ? but it’s more sad when you have to take care of them daily, to take care of him. especially when he is sick.

oh boy must’ve eat something bad cause he is never sick in the car but today, he chooses to be. his face was pale and you were far away from your destination. you went to some cities to explore them, and you were heading to your next destination but as soon as you entered the car, he didn’t felt well. and you got to take care of him cause you were sitting next to each other in the back of the car.

“hyunjin, do you want some water ?” he nodded, his throat too dry to speak. you took a bottle of water from the plastic bag, opened it and gave it to the blondie boy. he took a few sip before giving it back to you.

“i think we should stop the car, he isn’t feeling well.” chris was driving the car, felix by his side and minho by yours. jisung, seungmin, jeongin and changbin were in the other, driving behind you.

chris pushed the button for the warnings and drove on the side to park the car, jisung following him. they all immediately got out of the car, coming to yours as minho opened the door to get out. you stayed inside, putting a towel on his head, that you soaked in water beforehand.

they were all outside, talking about why they parked on the side of the road, getting worried for hyunjin’s condition. “are you okay, hyune?” you asked carefully, but he didn’t answered. “do you want to eat something or drink ?” he shooked his head to give you an answer.

“should we go back home ?” changbin asked and they all started to think about it. “i don’t think so, the road is long it will be harder for him to go back home.” you stated. “i think we should continue and see if we find a hotel or something like that so he can rest a little.”

they all approved and you got back into the car, taking hyunjin’s hand in yours. “we’ll try to find something where we can rest.” you told him and he pressed your hand gently. “thank you” he whispered.

you pulled out the towel to place your hand on his head, trying to feel the temperature, but he looks fine. you still put back the soaked towel in place before leaving the car carefully. “he doesn’t feel well, but he doesn’t talk so i don’t really know what wrong…” you said, worry.

“does he has fever ?” chris asked. “no, i don’t think so. not now, at least.” you pressed yours lips together, looking at the boys one by one. they were all worrying for their friend, their brother. “we should go back home.” changbin said but you disagree. “the road back home will be too long for him, it will get worse. i think we should continue to find an hotel or something.”

you found an hotel quickly, which was a relief. hyunjin fell asleep so you stayed with him in the car, waiting for the others to come back.

…

“we only got two rooms for three persons, and there is two rooms for two.” attested jinsung. they started to fight about who’s going to sleep together. “y/n ?” minho turns to you. “mh ?” you got out of your thoughts. “chris is going with felix and seungmin, jisung is going with changbin and jeongin. do you want to sleep alone so i’ll stay with hyunjin ?” you looked at him and then turned to hyunjin. “i think i’ll stay with him, he needs to be taken care of. you guys can go out and do things, it’s your holidays.” “no, we’re not going anywhere without you.” jeongin said and you smiled. “it’s okay guys, go have fun and anything, i’ll stay with him.”

they stayed for a moment, like idiots, standing in front of your door, but they finally left to the grocery store. you waited for hyunjin to wake up, about 15 minutes later, and you walked him to your room. “it looks fine.” you looked around you, the room was clean and smelled good.

he grinned a little, almost falling on the bed. you took off his shoes and his jacket, helping him to go under the blanket. you took another towel, soaked it in water again and put it back on his forehead. he looked up at you with tired eyes and tapped three times on the bed next to him. “c’me here.” he ordered in a soft voice.

you do as he said, sitting next to him. he rolled on his left, placing his head on your thighs, wrapping your legs with arms. you didn’t moved for what looks like eternity, not used to being this close to him. you finally played with his hair, as he fell asleep again.

an hour passed and the boys came back, they knocked at the door and you got out of the bed to open it. “is he okay ?” chris asked immediately before entering first. you nodded, he didn’t throw up or anything, he just looked really tired. “it must be the after effect of work, you guys really worked hard, his body must need some rest. i bet you all need rest.”

they all found their way on the ground to sit down, placing in the middle all the bags with food and drinks. “y/n” hyunjin called you and you went back to his side, going back to the previous position you were in.

the boys looked at you in disbelief, wondering why you guys were that close but you didn’t mind. all you could think about is that hwang hyunjin was sleeping in your arms.

he tried to adjust himself at some point, pulling you closer to him. “you’re such a good friend, y/n.” he said in a murmur, and your heart broke. you swallowed, your throat got dry in a second, trying to fight back the tears from rolling down your face. “the boys brought you some food.” was all you could say.

© eliiroha 2023. 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃

i’m so sorry for the late reply, i don’t have notifications on and i’ve lost inspiration so i didn’t came on tumblr for a while. thank you for your request tho, i hope you like it !! it inspired me, but i’m sorry for the sad end ahah. (you still can pretend it didn’t happened and that he confessed tho, as you want !!)

[celestial-dreamscapes]

Taking care of you on your period - Obey Me

Characters: Lucifer, Asmodeus, Diavolo

A/N: I’ve seen a lot of these types of posts, but they don’t feel specific enough for me, so I did it myself 💀 Might do other parts with the other characters eventually or if it gets requested. Reposting cause this isn’t showing up in tags :’) Requests are open!

Warnings: mentions of throwing up, blood, nudity (not sexual), and mention of fainting

Word count: 1.7k

part 2

part 3

Lucifer:

-At the House of Lamentation, every day is a different person’s turn to cook. Conveniently enough, on the day it’s your turn, you’re hardly able to get out of your bed without the whole room spinning

-He definitely checks on whoever is meant to be cooking dinner every day a while before the usual time everyone sits to eat, since his brothers aren’t exactly the most punctual and responsible people around

-So he goes to check on you thinking you’re just being lazy and stuff, but he’s also a bit worried because he hasn’t seen you for a good portion of the day but didn’t realize it because of how busy he was

-After a while of lying down and feeling your body burning, you decide to try and pace around your room for a bit, hoping that a bit of movement would help ease the pain at least a little bit

-Except you’re still suffering so you’re kind of curled in on yourself, hunched over because it hurts to move but staying still feels like hell and it feels like nothing is working

-And you’re also trying not to puke the tiny amount of food you were able to just barely eat that morning because of the nausea

-I just know this man gets back pain, he definitely has some type of heating pad already that he keeps hidden away in his desk or something maybe like a couple rice packs or whatever the devildom version of those would be

-He’ll get you two of them, one for your back, one for your stomach and he also gives you a heavy pillow to put over your thighs in case they start hurting too (the weight helps quite a bit with the burning, and you feel less antsy)

-Once you feel better and are able to talk without the pain bothering you, he’s definitely gonna ask you more about it and if it’s that bad every month, so that he can be more prepared, especially if it gets worse the next time you get your period

-He’ll look into it some more and get you whatever supplements or meds you need (if you need any) to help with the pain and make sure you take them as often as you should

-Lucifer is such a workaholic but he’ll take a break since it’s for you 🥰  

-Tbh he will probably give you an annoying lecture at some point ... as if you don’t know what you’re doing   😭 you just gotta tell him you obviously do know what you’re doing since it’s you feeling the pain and you’re doing what you can to take care of it but you’re not a doctor or able to just magically completely heal yourself and he’ll kinda shut up and stop being patronizing about it

-Will let you lay your head on his lap and he'll either play with your hair or rub your back gently until you either start feeling better, want to do something or want to get something to eat

Asmo:

-Asmo definitely has his fair share of experience with this kind of thing, I’m sure a few of the brothers do, but even though he loves to party and stuff, I doubt he’d just ditch everyone he’s with right after, he’d be attentive and especially if they got to know each other for a bit longer than just one night or a day, he’d learn to take care of them better

-He’ll notice you’re not feeling well and then ask you about it, but he doesn’t really need details, since he’s already familiar with humans and whatnot

-His bath is absolutely ginormous, so he’d definitely draw you a very hot bath (not to the point of it being super painful but enough to drown out the cramps with the amount of heat) + bubble bath if you’d prefer and Epsom salts to relieve the burning feeling on your back + other oils so the smells help you relax but nothing too strong

-If you’re comfortable with it he’ll keep you company while you take your bath and talk if you’re not feeling up to talking but don’t wanna be alone

-Or if you wanna play music to fill the silence and help you relax he’ll let you pick of course

-I feel like his room is very cool and not too stuffy which is perfect because the cramps make your body heat up a whole lot so if you’d like to stay, he’d let you nap on his bed and also bring you a heating pad just to help any more pain, just in case

-From the amount of cramps you were having + their intensity, he would know that you shouldn’t eat anything right away especially if you were nauseous as well, so he’d wait until about an hour and a half or so after you fall asleep to order something warm for you + he’d ask Solomon for recommendations because he’d know what foods are good for humans and stuff (he offers to cook something himself and Asmo has to hold himself back from telling him that the goal isn’t to hospitalize you 😭)

-He wouldn’t get anything spicy of course, since it could make your cramps even worse, and he doesn’t wanna risk it after they finally calm down/go away

-If it’s caused by vitamin deficiencies, he’ll order vitamin supplements for you and set alarms on his phone and remind you (over text or in person) when it’s time to take it, just in case you forget

-This man would absolutely not care the slightest bit if you happen to get some blood on his sheets, he may be super particular about lots of things but he knows that bedsheets being slightly stained is not a big deal and it hardly takes any time to wash them anyway, he’s so sweet too he’d probably try to make you feel better by saying he’s been meaning to change them anyway :’)

-He’ll gladly cuddle with you if you want, but he’s more than okay with giving you space if you want to just rest alone, as long as you have everything you need and have your phone near you so you can text or call him if you need anything else

-Will not hesitate to tell his brothers to shut up if they’re being loud when you’re resting because you need to replenish your energy and your hearing becomes more sensitive after all the pain (especially if you threw up before or were dizzy and your ears were ringing)

Diavolo:

-Let’s say you’re staying at the castle for a little while when you get your period all of a sudden

-It’s the first time you get it since coming to the devildom (since being around a bunch of demons would obviously cause quite a bit of stress, it just stopped for a while), so you’re a bit thrown off since it’s the last thing on your mind and you haven’t been keeping track of your cycle

-He’s not completely clueless when it comes to the differences between species and all that but he’s still not super great with how differently human bodies work in comparison to demons so he might just think you’re going to bleed to death for a little bit when you tell him :/ so you have to reassure him that you’re not gonna die and that unfortunately it is a very regular thing for humans

-Tbh you probably won’t be able to give him the whole rundown in detail of how it works because of how much pain you’re in so you just ask him to get you painkillers, and you go to take a nap and hope the pain fades once you fall asleep

-Instead, after napping for a bit the painkillers seem to just wear off as if you never took any to begin with and the pain comes back full force, so you ask him to draw you a hot bath

-The bath doesn’t seem to be helping much even after over half an hour of soaking in it so you decide to get out

-But then you get extremely dizzy all of a sudden, so you put on a towel robe and lay down on his bed to try and wait out the ringing in your ears + the dizziness and your heart beating insanely fast

-Conveniently enough you don’t have your phone on you and he’s who knows where probably working so you can’t even try to call him to help you (to get you a heating pad, painkillers, anything really, even just to have someone else’s presence because it legitimately feels like you’re about to die and not even in peace)

-You notice you got blood on the robe while lying down, so you go to the bathroom to get a pair of underwear and a pad (which you manage to do) but you get super nauseous all of a sudden so you just. sit on the floor for a bit, wearing basically nothing and hoping you’re not about to pass out or straight up die alone, partially naked on the cold bathroom floor

-After not too long (but what feels like a whole damn hour to you) he finally goes to his room and so you call him and he’s kinda panicky, but he brings you a new robe since you bled over the other one and helps you get up and walk over to his bed which is thankfully not too far from the bathroom since it’s in the room

-And then he helps you lie down under the covers, and then gives you a water bottle + he helps you drink from it since you’re dizzy and can’t really lift your head properly

-Gets into bed after you and just chills beside you, kinda rubbing your back and just making sure you’re not in too much pain (basically ignoring all the work he has to do)

-Makes sure you have food and water almost immediately after you wake up so the dizziness will go away faster

-Diavolo would feel really bad about not being able to help more, and I feel like he’d be the most likely to try to look into other solutions (aka stuff not meant for humans) if you find that human medicine and supplements aren’t doing anything even after months, he doesn’t want to see you in pain ever, let alone every single month, so he’d definitely want to fix the problem as soon as possible (and you do too obviously, although not exactly in the same way)

[meadow-roses]

ooo your characters look reeeaaallllyy interesting. Tho I'd like to know a little bit more about keepers. Have you written much? If so, where can I read it in order?

Thank you so much! I am SO glad to hear that!!! :D The keepers have pretty much consumed my brain for the last four years hahaha

Basically this story happened because my sister said one day "what if instead of goofing around making crossovers/aus of stories we like, we made up brand new stories and then made them crossover." Then we started the hard work of creating a whole bunch of co-universal plots so we could send the main characters on crossover adventures together and have it be 100% canon 😂

To enhance this crossover aspect, we're trying to make each of the main stories a different genre- Ketsler is from a second-world fantasy, Skylar from an intrusive fantasy/fairytale setting, Betty mystery thriller, and Felix sci-fi superheroes!

@wednesday-chicken is a great resource if you're looking to learn more, it's a blog specifically for the keepers wip containing all the posts made both by me and @masterfuldoodler (of course you can always send an ask or dm!)

Since the keepers is a collection of stories that all come together to tell a single narrative, (for example "Dauntless" is a four season long show but it's the first installment in the keepers series) it's kinda messy and all over the place lol We're still trying to come up with the perfect publishing order, but here's a timeline August put together that covers each of the separate storylines and how they line up chronologically:

I'm hoping to get things organized better once I've got a website up, but I have no idea when that will be lol

I use my personal blog as a place to share art, but also to make it easy for me to reference past drawings without having to dig through a heap of paper, so the tagging system should help if you're willing to hunt around a little lol

#keepers written will take you to all of the writing I've posted for the wip, but uh. I'm really bad at actually posting my writing lol

#keepers universe is for ALL posts for the keepers wip (a recent addition to the system so it doesn't Actually include everything right now, sorry 😂)

#dauntless wip will take you to JUST posts for Felix's backstory.

#keepers will take you to the posts for the keepers plotline, except for the posts exclusively for the dauntless wip

For anything else all I've got for you is character tags 😅

Here's direct links to the main cast on the keepers blog:

#ketsler . #rhyin . #felix . #skylar . #gigi . #betty . #haru

There are quite a few other characters. They will all have their names tagged as well, so feel absolutely free to poke around!

If you have any questions, or are curious about something specific, feel free to send an ask to here, to @masterfuldoodler or @wednesday-chicken! :D

(also, just a tip. the search bar on blogs will search the blog for posts with the phrase in the post, if you click a tag that will bring up all posts tagged that sorted newest to oldest)

[trigger-happy-in-red]

Name: Red Hood

Pronouns: He/Him

Sexuality: Unlabeled Queer. Pan is the closest label.

Age: 22

Meta: idk

Lives In: The Alley

Occupation: Alleged Crime Lord

Vices: Smokes if he’s extremely stressed

I work with @the-only-nightwing and @the-coolest-red-robin (they’re brothers your honor)

@the-second-boy-wonder is my little brother (ahem. His brother-son)

@cant-have-shit-in-gotham is one of my henchmen (the same ooc runs both accounts)

@shakespeares-favorite-goon is one of my goons

@stitches-stitches-stitches is my newest henchman. He lives with me.

@back-in-blood works for me (legally)

@flying-graysons-fan and @number1-red-robin-stan are squatting in my favorite safehouse

@super-duper-superboy is from metropolis. He got into my safehouse and won’t leave.

This is an RP Account!

[Interaction rules below the cut, at the very bottom, just above my various tags]

Appearance:

Under the helmet: (specific scars not shown here: small chunk missing in upper right ear, big-ass batarang scar across his throat, palm scar from brotherhood oath) He’s about 6’4.

I have no artistic skill. I did not draw those. Credit goes to the actual artists.

What’s Canon for This Jason?

-Orphaned at (barely) 8

-Taken in by B at (almost) 11

-Adopted by B at 13 (Name change to Todd-Wayne)

-Saved Wil from a gang at 14 (W is 12)

-Killed at (barely) 15

-Buried next to shelia (gravestone reads Jason Peter Todd)

-Revived 6mo later (kinda braindead)

-Talia found him a few weeks after that

-He was put in charge of protecting Damian, Talia tried to get him to heal naturally (D is 2)

-Ra’s got impatient

-Talia bargained for use of the Pits

-Damian and Jason swear an oath of brotherhood

-eventually Jason goes back to Gotham (J is 17)

-Takes over crime and drugs and shit (D is supposed to be sent over just as J gets control. He’s trying to make it safer for his brother)

-NO FUCKING TITANS TOWER INCIDENT

-well ok, he goes there and tries to scare Tim out of being Robin, but it’s 99% posturing and “warnings” and 1% punching a hole in a wall (Tim does not get hurt, and Jason does not try to hurt him. Because I said so)

-Meets and hires Wil at 18 (W is 16)

-The batarang-throat incident did happen. His goons had to peel him off the cement and take him to Doc Thompkins. Jason flatlined three times. (Wil was among them) (J is 19, W is 17)

-Goons are now super protective of him btw. Esp the ones that were there.

-Talia decides not to send D to B when she hears.

-Yk that time when Batman drugged Jason with something so that every time his adrenaline got going he’d get pumped full of fear? that ALMOST happened here. The needle was to his neck when the other birds interrupted.

Also canon are

-Jason is some kind of mixed heritage of vaguely Spanish-speaking descent. Passes for white in Gotham (where there’s no sun) but if he tans at all he doesn’t anymore.

-Jason speaks. So Many languages.

-Jason Al Ghul

-GoodMom!Talia who couldn’t do enough to help her sons

-BadParent!Bruce who gets better with each kid (so, bad for dick, barely better for jason, slightly better for tim, decent for cass and duke) but the previous kids don’t reap the rewards (so still bad for dick and jason, slightly better for tim, etc)

-GoodBrother!Dick

-Jason loves Wonder Woman

He has PTSD! Woooo! (Btw shamelessly stealing “Proper Gotham Parent” (making it proper family tho) and the “PTSD-attack-make-him-think-he’s-bleeding-out(from batarang)-again” from Alley Business by thetiniestteapot on Ao3

The trigger list may change over time

He’s also got claustrophobia (worsened if it’s dark)

main triggers are: the feel of silk (esp purple/red), manic laughter, batarangs/similar weapons flying towards him, the joker, being called a monster and doing/saying/someone thinks he did ‘monstrous’ things

minor triggers are: the smell of mahogany, constant beeping/ticking, Batman’s disappointed-pleading-angry voice, the smell of stale-wet dirt (esp mixed with blood)

(Also- I don’t have ptsd, so if I fuck something up, tell me and I’ll fix it)

Who Does he Consider Family?

Alfred- Grandfather. will admit it, has admit it.

Talia- Mom. likes to reference her vaguely as his Mom or T

Catherine- she may be dead, but she was his Ma.

Dick- older brother, but only admits it to Dick or other family. Has admit it to Dick.

Cass- sort-of-twin sister, also wouldn’t outright admit it, but she Knows.

Tim- little brother. will only admit it to people who are very close to Jason or very close to Tim. has admit it.

Damian- little brother. will admit it, hasl admit it to. calls him habibi and ahki.

Jay Todd, Robin- his son. will admit it, has admit it. calls him Little Red

Morel- his kid.

To a lesser extent:

Steph, Duke, and Babs, as family-of-my-family

His goons, in a distant sort of way

The Alley kids, in a distant sort of way

Not even remotely:

Shelia, Bruce, Ra’s

(I don’t speak any language other than English. I’m using Google translate and fanfics. Please correct me.)

Rules for Interacting:

1) Please talk to me. I am cripplingly lonely.

2) Cussing, NSFW, etc. is fine

3) Dont ship this Jason with anyone. I’ve got plot to do. (Jokes are fine, just not incestual/psudo iscestual, r@pe/non con, or outside of his age group)

4) My brain can be a little funky sometimes—dm me before you send me an (unprompted) rp ask. This is to give me an idea of what’s going on. (N & Z are exempt) I have the right to not rp with you if my brain isn’t vibing with it.

Plot tags:

Welcome to Gotham Arlo - back-in-blood centered

Part X of my Tragic Backstory - cant-have-shitin-gotham centered

batfam without the bat - centered around Hood’s family (or not-family)

red hood’s goons - centered around or includes Jason's goons.

Character interaction tags:

fuck you b - chain includes the original (bad) Bruce/Batman, directly or as a major theme

batdad ftw - chain includes the new (good) Bruce/Batman, directly or as a major theme

pushing my mobwife Wil propaganda - chain includes my oc Wilbur “Wil” “Greenie” Jacobs, directly or as a major theme. This is also mostly under “#600000k word slowburn” until I fix it.

big wing and little wing - chain includes Dick/N, directly or as a major theme

gotham’s bookclub - chain includes E, directly or as a major theme

stitching together a family - chain includes Stitches, directly or as a major theme

daddy issues (billionaire edition) - chain includes Kon/Superboy, directly or as a major theme

one r two r red r blue r - chain includes Tim/RR, directly or as a major theme

they can cook! - chain includes Bernard, directly or as a major theme

robin hood? in dc? - chain includes Damian/R5, directly or as a major theme

little red and big red - chain includes Jay/R2, directly or as a major theme

dad the squeakquel - chain includes Morel, directly or as a major theme

[worstvideogamesong-poll]

Worst Video Game Song Tournament - Round 3 Match 3

The Yoshi Clan - Yoshi's New Island

VERSUS

Mansion Basement - Resident Evil Director's Cut

FIGHT!

I would recommend listening to as much as you can of each song before voting, but how you choose is up to you! Remember to be civil in the tags and replies!

Propaganda under cut:

The Yoshi Clan:

"the ass band will play a song of farts to celebrate your failure"

"#FUCK YOU YOSHI"

"#yoshi sounds like suck"

"#YOOOOOOOOSHI CLAAAAN!!!!!!!! #ok im gonna complete my santa review before getting to my ten page essay on why i love yoshi clan. yea that shit bad #i accidentally started it playing in two tabs at different points of the video which was honestly really fun. i recommend tryin that esp wi #bad songs really adds smthn to the exprience. it was awesoeme #it also just sounds the exact type of awful that that video image implies which is cool. its so perfect. it sounds ass #but. what it can not beat. is my favorite of all time. my darling love. it is time to begin my sermon #ok so yoshi clan is just so beautifully terrible. and truly the whole soundtrack is an orchestra of bad design. and its so fun to look at #that really nice professional looking art for the game and get BLASTED with kazoo #and like. i understand the thought process. kazoo does seem silly goofy yoshi. and it also sounds like a chorus of pain #now this song specifically has some really great awkward pauses. at 0:16 theres like a full 3 seconds of silence. which is SO cool #then the hot cross bun bit that ends at 0:27 gets so sad and deflated at the end of it. like it starts off in time but then clearly the #soloist got kinda embarrassed alone and so rushed and got really quiet. and its just so sad and lonely. its so cool #also some of these pauses have a couple lone far away kazoo squeaks for no reason before the 'melody' comes back in? awesome #but what i really really love about this. what really draws my eye. is the ending. because we go through this entire rigamarole with the #worst secondhand embarrassment of my life. then. 0:43. the kazoos move out. and in. the most genuinely awesome groovy drum beat in the worl #like its SO good. and those last few seconds are like you're in a different world. like you just survived horrors and you are brought to an #angelic chorus. and it lasts what 5 seconds? 5 seconds of beauty after a full 40 seconds of purgatory. in what world do horrors live foreve #while an angel can last for only a flash #its cruelty. its injustice. its completely ingenious. incredible music making. i am in such awe. #anyways thats my manifesto. please feel free to put any of this in the propaganda section op. im passioante"

Mansion Basement:

"this song fucking sucks. i love it."

"[Mansion Basement] is literally what letting my cat walk over my keyboard set on some particularly bad trumpet sample feels like. Spectacular"

"#This is so funny #Who made mansion basement?? #It's so sad!! #And pathetic!!"

"#whaat the fuuuck is up with [Mansion Basement]"

"#like NOTHING can compare to mansion basement #what the FUCK"

"#the mansion basement made me cry #ithink i know who the winner here is #🎺🔥🔥🎺🔥🎺🔥🎺🔥🎺🔥🎺🔥"

"#[Mansion Basement] THO HEEEELP.??? BABY ON FL STUDIO TRYING TO PLAY MARIO UNDERGROUND THEME...."

"#resident evil is a joke song for clowns"

"#I'M NOT LISTENING TO THE OTHER ONE I KNOW FOR A FACT IT'S MANSION BASEMENT #THE STORY BEHIND IT IS WILD TOO SO THAT'S AN AUTOMATIC WIN BABBBEEEYYY" (pollrunner's note if anyone knows what the story is please tell me i am dying to hear about it)

"#i saw the title of this post and literally IMMEDIATELY thought of mansion basement #felt emotionally validated when i saw it was an option #i love that song #in the worst way #like a drunk zombie looking for its keys in an orchestra"

"#im fucking obsessed with mansion basement. sweep"

"#what the hell that is not a real resident evil song #did they really just make that and put it in the game #what"

"#I ACTUALLY LIKE THE BASEMENT SONG because it perfectly captions how like- #the sneaky suspicion of getting diharrea feels"

"#fart basement ofc"

"#Mansion basement is objectively the funniest song ever"

Feel free to add more propaganda in the tags and replies, or send it to me in the ask box and I'll try to share it as soon as I can!

[getvalentined]

Finally updated my directory with the links to bsky and cara, as well as links to my screenshot and gif tags for easier access (for me, mostly) and the Strifentine tag because it belongs with my top ships.

I keep wondering if I should put a little list of my NOTPs and disliked characters up there too, but ehhh. I have one on my website, and the fact that I dislike a ship or a character doesn't mean I'm gonna talk shit or anything. I don't like Ang*al and still dedicated almost 2k words to creating closure for the character at the end of Smoke and Mirrors, I don't like Lucrecia and I still go to bat for her pretty regularly—these are good characters, I just don't personally like them, and don't like how the fandom treats them. Ships are a little more touchy, since people can be really bad at tagging them, but I can just scroll on by and not engage in conversation about them for the most part.

More personal random update nonsense under the cut.

I'm actually feeling really down lately, for a handful of reasons. Some of it is the weather and air quality recently (it's so hot I want to throw up, there's been smoke in the air so I can't breathe, etc.), but some of it is more...mental and emotional, I guess.

I am so artistically burnt out I kinda want to die (I have no plans to make this happen, don't worry), but I'll deal with it. I've been like this since Turtle's health scare a few months back, when I got less than ten hours of sleep in the span of a week, and then proceeded to get less than five hours a night for the two weeks following, so it's no shock I'm still a mess. It doesn't seem like it's going anywhere any time soon, which sucks because I still owe people commissions from fundraising for her treatment. I may end up just...saving up to refund people.

The issue is that I feel like I can't draw unless I'm working on commissions, but when I try to work on commissions I literally burst into tears and can't do anything. It's a really fucked up cycle where I end up just paralyzed and on the verge of throwing up every time I even think about drawing, which is super hard on me as an artist. I feel like a failure, I feel like I'm letting everyone down, I feel like I'm ruining everyone's opinions of me forever. It's a really shitty feeling.

I'll figure something out. I'm an adult, that's what I have to do.

Speaking of people with ruined opinions of me, I think I'm going to start muting or unfollowing people who reblog/interact a lot with BB$C. I know she has a lot of friends, and maybe she's gotten better, but she still has me blocked so I'm not exactly hopeful. This is the woman who (apparently) told her friends that I abused and lied about her because one of my friends reported and called her out for tracing, and when she faced no consequences I made a vague sad thread on the general topic of popularity rendering unethical behavior acceptable in modern fandom. I only found out that she was seemingly telling people I abused her because one of her friends made a public comment on the twits about me being abusive—on a QRT of my thread detailing how I'd spent the previous year being abused by my now-ex. Very cool for me, the knowledge that some people saw that I'd been abused and went "oh she deserves it though" doesn't haunt me to this day or anything.

It's been a couple years since it all went down, but I just...I dunno, I feel like it's hard to genuinely improve as a person without even trying to make amends with the person she said those things about? But who knows. I'd be down to talk if she ever wanted to, but she hasn't yet, and I don't assume she will. I'm one of like four people on the planet who cares anyway, so it is what it is.

Summer is a rough time of year for me in general, so I'm struggling a lot recently with feeling like I deserve to even talk to other people at all. Constantly seeing the name of someone who went out of her way to make sure that I'd never feel welcome in a community I've been part of for a quarter century pop up on my dash all the time is not conducive to fighting that feeling.

Not to pity party over here, but I do get it. My older sister, my ex, BB$C—they're charming and creative and supportive, the people that they like generally don't get to see how they can be to the people that they don't. In the rare cases that they do see it, they change the narrative to make that person into something irredeemable, downplaying their own actions (if they admit to them at all) while exaggerating the actions of the person they dislike. These people have friends that genuinely love them, so of course they're going to believe their friend over some sad-sack stranger on a dying blogging platform. It's no fault to these people that they believe their friends.

(Just to clarify, I'm not saying that my ex tried to kill me the way my older sister did, or that BB$C was abusive in the way my ex was; these are diminishing levels of trauma. She and I were never friends, our sole one-on-one interaction was me approaching her on a zine project to make sure she was comfortable with me having created a piece of spot art that seemed to have ripped off her page art; I'd done it without realizing the concept had already been used elsewhere in the project, and didn't want her to assume I was copying her without credit. The irony of this is not lost on me.)

It would just be nice to feel like the truth means anything. I'm an abusive liar because I apparently said that this woman traced a bunch of her work; not only did I not report her, but it also isn't a lie. There are overlays with over a half-dozen screenshots and official renders to prove it. But even when her friends are shown those overlays, which I have done, it doesn't matter. The goal posts move, and suddenly I'm abusive just for caring that she traced at all. Allegedly lying is what made me abusive, but somehow I'm still abusive even if I didn't lie—and she's still the nicest person in the world, even though she did.

I do hope she's better. I hope her friends have helped her to become the kind of person who looks back at what she did with guilt and shame, and that she uses those feelings to improve. But seeing her name pop up over and over, sometimes from people who know what she did and still decided to re-follow her years later anyway, is a little too much for me to handle right now.

[nochukoo97]

Strawberries and Cigarettes

Pairing: Jungkook x OC

Warnings: mentions of violence, smoking, and alcohol consumption. Jk rides a Harley Davidson 😉 and is soft for oc ☺️☺️ oc loves strawberry flavoured things especially ice cream 🍦

Word count: 1.2k+

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Chapter 1

It’s a friday night and Sohee, your best friend ever since elementary school, is asking you to follow her to meet her friends at a bar, or maybe more of forcing you… “Come on! It’ll be fun I promise! They are all superrr chill and plus, you definitely need to get the experience of going to a bar! Pleaseeeeee” This was the fifth time today Sohee had tried to convince you to follow her. “Sohee, I don’t even know who your friends are, and I don’t like to go to bars” you sighed again, but with the look your best friend is giving you right now and the determination in her voice, you decided that there was no point arguing further, finally agreeing with an “Okay, fine! Just this once okay?”

Upon hearing your agreement, Sohee jumps up and screams, making you wince and cover your ears in pain from her high pitched cry. She begins to pull you into her bathroom and take out all the cosmetic supplies you can think of and starts putting on her make up. It takes an hour for both of you to get ready before she brings you to take a cab to the bar.

Reaching the bar, Sohee grasps onto your arm as she swerves you both amongst the crowd in the bar. Soon you both reach a table occupying about five other people, who you assumed were her friends. “ yn, these are my friends, jennie, jimin, taehyung, hoseok, namjoon and jungkook!” she points to each one of them as she mentions their names. You two sit down and you end up sitting opposite “Jungkook” who intimidates you slightly with his full sleeve tattoo and eyebrow and lip piercing.

A few hours and many bottles of soju and beer later, Sohee and Jennie were dancing on the tables, and Jimin, Tae, Hoseok and Namjoon were laughing around. Jungkook was the only one who seemed to be still sober, along with you. “Hey, I’m going out for a smoke, wanna join?” Jungkook whispers into your ear against the loud music blasting in the bar. “I don’t smoke though…” you whispered back. “It’s fine, you can just tag along if you want,” Jungkook chuckles and grabs his belongings, walking outside. He doesn’t seem as intimidating despite his appearance as you had thought.

“Sohee! Ill be heading out okay? Don’t do anything dangerous okay?” You shouted to her across the blaring music. She gives you a half assed nod, probably because she was so intoxicated, and continues dancing on the tables with Jennie. Shaking your head in embarassment, you head outside the bar, in search for the tattooed man whom you had just met a few hours ago.

“Wow, didn’t think you would actually come, you kinda looked frightened of me at the start” Jungkook chuckled as he blew out a puff of smoke. You smiled at his response, “I just couldn’t take how noisy and chaotic the bar was, and you seem not too bad, you’re more relaxed than the rest” you replied laughing. You both stand in silence for awhile as Jungkook continues to take puffs from his cigarette, before stomping on it using his black combat boots on the ground.

“Are you going back in already?” You question him. “Well, not that I want to, but if you want, we could go and get some ice cream? I know a convenience store nearby?” He suggests. Without doubt, you nod your head and follow his lead out of the alleyway next to the bar. As you guys are walking, you begin to stare and observe the many tattoos decorating his sleeve, seeing the intricate details of the drawings on his arm. Jungkook feels your gaze from behind and turns around, and explains, “I work at a tattoo parlor, so its easy for me to get all these tattoos done! I also do piercings so I pierced these myself,” he says as he gestures towards the eyebrow and lip piercing on his face. Your mouth gaped in wonder as you stared at the round ball on his eyebrows. You two then continue walking towards the convenience store.

Walking in the store, you gasped as you see the new strawberry ice cream in the freezer compartment that you had been looking for the past three weeks. You hurriedly open the drawer and grab the pink plastic wrapped around the long lost strawberry ice cream and excitedly showed it to Jungkook. “Oh. My. Gosh! You don’t know how long I have been looking for this! It’s finally here!!!” You exclaim as Jungkook cocks his eyebrow in amusement. He laughs to himself when you squeal to yourself and whispers a “cute” under his breath, but you don’t need to hear it. 

Jungkook picks out a mint choco ice cream to which you scrunch your nose in disgust of his choice (i actually love mint choco pls dont attack me HAHHAHA) and proceeds to go to the counter with you trailing behind him. “That would be $4.50 please” the cashier says. Before you can whip out cash from your wallet, Jungkook swipes his black credit card across the reader. “Hey! I can pay for my ice cream! Take my cash please” you say as you try to shove the $2 note into his hands. “Nono, keep it please” he argues back “No I can’t!” you continue to exclaim as he carries the plastic bag of your ice creams out the store. “Then you can pay me back another time if you really want” Jungkook smiles at you as he says “Now, just enjoy your ice cream,” He says and passes your strawberry ice cream, helping you rip open the pink packaging.

“Mint choco sucks, why would you choose it?” You eye his ice cream in disgust. “What?! Mint choco is the best!” Jungkooks eyes widen in offence as he exclaims at your statement. “Eww, you’re basically eating toothpaste at this point!” You laugh as he pouts slightly at your statement. “At least try a bite! Trust me it isn’t as bad as you say,” Jungkook reasons, offering his half bitten ice cream to you. You bite off a small bit of the ice cream, and fake gag to show Jungkook just how disgusting the flavour was. He laughs at your act and continues to walk towards the bar as you follow him.

You both begin to eat your ice cream in silence as you walk back towards the bar. Finishing your ice creams in time, you enter back and sit next to Sohee who was back in her seat at the table. “Where were the two of you? I kept walking around to find you yn!” Sohee says, now seemingly less drunk than before. “Oh I just went for a walk to get some fresh air” you replied. Sohee eyes Jungkook next, who responds, “I went for a smoke! I declared it just now but obviously you guys were too busy dancing on the table to hear me” he chuckles.

“Let’s keep this a secret” you see Jungkook mouth at you after awhile, and you nod back. You secretly hoped to yourself that you would see Jungkook again soon, as you had began to take a liking for him.

note: hello! this is the first chapter of the new series, i think the first chapter is a little boring because its just the introduction but i promise there will be more interesting and juicy things that happen in the later chapters LOL i actually had another acc that i wrote some fics but i got logged out and forgot my password LMAO so i just created a new one 😁😁

[kindness-and-friends]

//Heya. Mod here. I have good news and bad news

Good news is I'll be pretty blunt with the lore on the souls and stuff! Ask a question about it and I'll probably answer it

Bad news is this blog will be on hiatus :( ill finish the rps tho dw

To put it simply, drama and other projects I need to work on

To put it not simply (This shit is gonna be like a whole essay. Also i didnt proofread it cuz am lazy)

Reason 1: Drama- I honestly don't know what to feel. I started this blog thinking that i can interact with all the underblogs, whatever side they may be on. I kinda wanted this blog to be neutral because I was kinda inspired by underblog💛's. I enjoyed blogs like integrityvictim and such, and followed them (i went feral in some of the reblogs lol) completely aware they were against @/thehumanofjustice. Because I wanted this blog to be enjoyed and disliked by both sides. I wanted this blog to interact with both sides.

It started with incorrect pronouns. Then our small group of underblogs had a vote I wasn't involved in nor knew anything about and out of nowhere human is the 'leader' of the underblogverse. I never liked that idea and I expressed my feelings about it before. Luckily more people can join, but nobody has. I do like the concept of @/underblogmanagement, it's a way for people to interact with others and develop their blogs. But its too early. If anything it shouldn't be called that, it shouldn't have been introduced the way it was, and it shouldn't be made now. If we want to make something like this we have to make it bigger and have every single fucking underblog lend a hand.

I wanted to stop when I got the death threats. I thought that maybe, just maybe, it was a fan of the underblogs trolling, and it wasn't actual underblogs hating me. I still think it is. I also wanted to stop when the shipping got too bad. I didn't want this to be like @/undertaleolive that was known as nothing more than being Clover's 'girlfriend'. I don't get as much asks as I used to, and I know the lot of them are from thehumanofjustice or deputyclover (im not dumb.) The only time this blog can be serious is when I make it serious. I chose to let the anons kill Willow so it could be serious. I chose to let Clover kill Willow so it could be serious. I chose to give Willow those hallucinations and give Xeon a concussion so for once this blog wouldn't just be meme asks and roleplays with close friends of mine. I feel limited.

I think underblogmanagement is dumb. I think this rivalry is dumb. I think this blog is dumb. I think the creation of a whole new tag is dumb. I think the fact that only a portion of human's friends and followers is what makes up my follower count is dumb.

I wanted to be an underblog💛 with a story, not whatever the fuck I am now

Reason 2: Other projects - I'm giving the majority of my focus and motivation on this blog. Any motivation and creativity I have for art and writing gets thrown into here with no recognition. I have other things I need to place my focus on. As @/infinitrix, may know, I haven't updated my askblog in 2 months. Instead of drawing art for that blog, I'm drawing art for this one (only to get like 2 notes). Instead of writing dialogue and lore for that one, I'm writing it for this. If the only people who'll actually see what I post are my friends, I think this blog is nothing more than a waste of motivation. I need to focus on other things, and always worrying whether I have rps to finish or art to make isn't helping at all. The majority of art requests on my main are about this blog, too, and I want to work on art that isn't related to this. The only blogs whose lore I enjoy and would like to know more of are Whisper's, Winnie's, and maybe more that i don't interact with. I do think that if there's only a few people really trying to make their blog interesting while the rest is just shits and giggles, it's useless. I put together lore and relationships and art, and it hardly gets any notes. I can say the same for @/apatientwind who makes amazing art that doesn't get notes, and @/whisper-the-human (im eating your writing style ourgh. Keep up the good work :3). And yeah. Im giving up

I'll finish the last two rps I'm in and then leave. Don't try to start any new ones, I wanna make this quick

So I will finish what's unfinished, and possibly this will become a blog to ask about the lore. Maybe one day, when I figure everything out and have more motivation, I'll get back to this. But that won't be soon.

Ill be active on @goldeneclipsee if there are actually fans out there that arent my friends and moots.

Bye.