#thank u for loving my art both new and old

[leavingsunsets]

Helllloo!!

I would like to request a senkuu x reader if possible! (Preferably some angst + romance but anything works!) Been looking for some inspiration and I love your work!

Also hopefully you're okay if I draw some of your work too

Thank youuuu!! (>u<)/

im okay with you drawing my work! saw some of ur art, and wow! glad ur a fan tehee :33 i see you've given me an angst plot, with romance? yes i will definitely fulfill this. i waaaassss ssupposed to make this action filled with scene wit reader dying in battle of treasure island arc and senku going "WHAT" and head in hands and sobbing and the gang has to go back to the mainland hat on stomach like ":(" but exams and research defense finished and i also jus watched cute little vid of an old couple so this is jussttt hmmm a softer angst set between events ig

"ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʏ."

[ꜱᴇɴᴋᴜ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

It wasn't really a secret. You didn't even try, honestly.

Since the first of times of where you'd glimpsed his face at school, to the latest catch of him swirling fluid in a beaker, you've always been confident in your feelings.

Albeit a bit clumsy in your attempts, you were honest, never mincing them, never embarrassed.

"Senku, I really really like you!"

"Yeah, okay, could you pass me that screwdriver?" he says, both of you 6 years old in his room, as he gestures to the tool beside you.

"Senku, I want to date you. I heard Aimi had a boyfriend recently and I was thinking-" your voice goes interrupted as the loud sound of Senku's machinery overpower yours. 13 years old, another one of his favorite past times.

"Senku, if we were both nobles in medieval fantasy and I had to marry someone in order to get a persistent suitor off my back, I'd go to you. Offer a contract with an eventual divorce, but then we fall in love in a slow burn romance and start rethinking about our agreement."

"Can you- just- HELP ME, DAMN IT." Senku heaves, 16 years old, face turning red as he struggles to hold the boxes of equipment you came to help him with.

All these confessions, all these words, even before everything changed. The clatter of a can hitting the ground.

...

In this new life, surely, you know, Senku's had an absolute goal for this world. To rebuilt it as it was, from his own two hands. In your own way, you've had to learn how to pace your feelings.

Instead of words, as you always did, you decided to translate your affections into a language that matters most in a time like this.

Actions.

For every problem, every step he takes, you take with him. Express your thoughts, concerns, ideas. Any progress, you're there to celebrate with, any process, you're there to assist.

Declarations of love aren't so frequent, though you do like to sneak it in rarely. Announcing it in bursts of passion at the top of your lungs. Quite an antic you do, much to his embarrassment. It's become a well known fact, and often a joke between company.

Though, sometimes you wonder if it's what makes him doubt it. Your overt confessions, cheesy poems and bustling energy that could rival Taiju's. Was it too clumsy? Too obvious that he feels it's an exaggerated farce for show?

To this, you whisper gingerly in the dead of night, in the earliest of mornings,

"Senku. I really really like you."

In the times of uneventful hours, peacefulness in comfortable silence,

"Senku,"

You know, of course you do, of all people.

No one knows him more than you and that fact would've made you happy of such a thing if it couldn't break your heart more. The love of your life, saying everything said in a language that matters most in this time.

An unreadable glance. When the sun beams down brightly and you stare at him lovingly like he's hung the stars in the sky.

Winter strikes mercilessly, days are rough, tensions are high. When everything's all good and done, a bold pinkie inches towards his own. He doesn't pull away, but his hand moves back just as further.

Late at night, behind the tree he leans upon, watching, just watching. His ruby eyes enraptured by the night's celestial pearl.

Gaze too high, to see you.

You close your eyes.

You don't think you can ever stop loving him, despite that. That man doesn't like dragging things out, so you're sure a rejection is soon to come. Whether you approach first or not.

Why he doesn't do it sooner? You know why. As much as he doesn't reciprocate, you know how hesitant he is when it comes to close relationships such as you. Is he scared of breaking your friendship?

It's not the warmth you're looking for, but it's the warmth you can get. Even so, you would never expect him to return just as much as you've given. You love him for him, and not for anything else.

Tragic, how terribly you love him.

Maybe one day, you'll learn to forget, to move your heart from where it isn't supposed to be. Maybe one day, you would stop gazing at him with something much more than fondness, waiting for his eyes to find its way back to you.

But until then,

"-I love you."

[cayennecrush]

i mean it when i say i absolutely LOVE seeing people go thru a ton of my old posts and find a bunch of stuff they like 🥺

[crispy-armpit]

✧ 𝖎'𝖒 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 ✧

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʀᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴀʀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

☆⋆｡🎧𖦹 °✩ 🎸⋆⸜♩

⭒ 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: reminisce about your forgotten first meeting with Deimos 3 years ago. meanwhile, you've been invited to watch his concert after the previous events. (pt.2)

⭒ 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵: 𝘨𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘳𝘺, violence, implied stalking, reader gets called a bitch, (slight) sadism, kinda tame

⭒ 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1,495

⭒ a/n: dear lord i am simping for my own art... hope u all enjoy reading this! i'll be opening asks & make a short introduction in the next post ^^ ( yan jock makes an appearance here too!)

will you venture down this path?

where is he?

did I walk in the wrong direction?

am I lost?

... nope, this is the right place.

you are standing alone in a dark alleyway, looking around the location you agreed to meet your friend in. checking the virtual clock on your phone, you count the time you have left before you go on stage. 32 minutes.

time was ticking and he was still nowhere in sight. there's no way you could perform the duet alone. anxiously, you try texting your friend again.

You 》 17:28

bro where are u

i'm alr here

are u lost again

LIAM

liam

liam

liam

liam

liaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam

fuck it, i'm leaving him. alleys are never good news. ever since you entered the place, your stomach has been in knots and the back of your head was tingling. it's almost as if... someone's been watching you.

typing on the small screen, you tell him you're going to meet him behind the stage instead. you speed walk towards the end of the tunnel, relieved you were leaving this place. you almost reach the exit until a rough hand pulls on your wrist.

a gruff voice speaks, "hey, you dropped this."

SHIT, I'M GOING TO DIE—

without thinking, you instinctively clench your fists into a ball and punch the unknown 'assailant' on the nose— effectively causing him to bleed. the stranger gasps out various curse words as you turn to scream and run away.

"I'M SORRYYyyyy—"

knuckles still bruised from the impact, you try to hide them as best as you can from the crowd's attention. Liam had managed to arrive on time, seconds before the performance. he claimed to have come across an old friend on the way who was difficult to shake off. but that was all in the past, and he has yet to notice your injured knuckles.

currently, you are performing on the stage in front of a sea of people. with your friend on the acoustic guitar, you both sang a duet that sang of two lovers, a confession of how one felt incomplete without the other.

it was a popular song, so Liam insisted on it. you were glad he did because in the end, the happy crowd's applause rang loud across your ears. a sound you'll always love.

now off the stage, you and Liam decide to explore the festival's offerings. the spring festival at night is beautiful— lanterns clipped across the starry sky and flowers and people littering the area. you approach one of the food stalls that lined the streets, purchasing a sundae of your favourite flavour.

as you are about to pay, you rummage through your pockets and realise... your wallet is gone. did i leave it at home?! Liam seems to pick up on your situation as he pulls out his own wallet, "i'll pay for them." you thank him and promise to pay him back. "it's alright, you don't have to." he smiles.

suddenly, a loud voice approaches the both of you, "Oi, Lili! ya did great up there, man." you turn to see a group of four people heading your way who were all dressed head-to-toe in punk clothing and carrying band equipment. they must be a band. a slim man holding wooden drumsticks pats Liam on the back, and he shortly notices you.

"oh? hello there, mx. the name's Vern." he grins and offers you a handshake, to which you politely return.

"y/n. nice to meet you, Vern. I'm a friend of Liam's."

"a friend of Liam is a friend of mine, y/n!" Vern heartily laughs, "let me introduce you to the gang, y/n— of course, you've met me, the drummer. that lady with red hair is Kyra, the lead guitarist. the young-looking fellow with shit for brains is Astrid, our second guitarist. and finally, our beloved lead singer and bassist, D—"

you don't have time to react before your face is roughly grabbed by a hand larger than your head, cheeks squished. you try to pry your face away from the thick fingers of the unknown man, as you shakily look up at his furrowed eyes. he's seething, and you don't know why.

"it's you. fucking bitch."

you don't know what you've done to this man to warrant such a reaction, you've never even met him before!... right? you think back to earlier in the day when you punched the stranger from the alley. shit, it's him.

though muffled by his palms, you still manage to voice out an apology. for the first time in your life, you feel a sensation rushing through your blood. dread and terror. in the corner of your eyes, you spot Liam being held back by a concerned Vern and Astrid.

you desperately try to pull his hand off your face while repeating apologies, but it's useless. he's too strong. the tall stranger continues to stare at you and you swear he was enjoying this. if not for the sick glint in his eyes or the soft panting from his pierced lips, then maybe for the light blush dusting his cheeks.

after what felt like hours, he finally lets go. you immediately massage your aching jaw and cheeks at his release. the stranger scoffs and hands you a familiar item... it's your wallet! "...found this in the alley. you throw a good punch." you gently take the small pouch off his hands and thank him.

a ghost of a smirk morphs on his face before he grunts and walks past you. the others instantly follow behind him like baby ducks trailing their mother, but not without giving you a sympathetic look. Vern checks up on you before joining his group, "woah, he's never spared anyone before. sorry about him, but i hope you'll still come to watch us?"

Liam, who is no longer held back, runs to your side and inspects your face. "are you alright?? fuck, I should teach him not to mess with you!" he angrily shouts. you're still recovering from shock. but that doesn't stop you from thinking how nice the stranger's smile looked. "do you want to go home? i'll drive you bac—"

with newfound motivation, you're able to speak again, "no, i'm fine. let's go watch the next show!"

you and Liam stand in front of the stage, somehow having managed to get past the current of people. there are way more people than before, and you notice some of them are holding signs. confused, you turn to the person next to you and ask her, "hey, what's with all the people? is a celebrity coming?"

she looks at you astounded, "you seriously don't know? Ares is performing next! they're like, all over social media right now." Ares? you don't think you've heard any singer with that name before. before you can ask who they are, waves of screams fill your ears as 4 pairs of feet walk on stage. you look back at Liam to see him clapping for the band, following his gaze, you accidentally lock eyes with a pair of heterochromatic eyes.

he acknowledges your presence with a lazy lift of his brow and faces the crowd again. this time, the audience shouts in union.

ARES!

ARES!!

ARES!!!

the electrifying sound of a guitar and drums booms through the speakers. the ground vibrates along with the rhythm, as your heartbeat follows along. the song begins, but it's not until you hear the deep bass of the leader's voice do you feel the aching throb of your core.

(R U Mine? - Arctic Monkeys)

I'm a puppet on a string

holy shit.

She's a silver linin', lone ranger ridin' through an open space...

his voice is intoxicating.

In my mind, when she's not right there beside me

I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be

your heart feels like it's about to burst out of your chest.

And satisfaction feels like a distant memory

And I can't help myself

All I wanna ever say is, "Are you mine?"

yes.

Well, are you mine?

Are you mine?

Are you mine? Oh, ah

i'm yours.

his deep voice that was once laced with anger and malice— now brings your own heart to tears. you could only think about what was going through his mind to sing a beautiful song in such a wrenching manner. and on that day, you swore to one day bring someone to tears with your voice, just like he had with you.

but what you did not know was that you'd already done the exact same thing to Deimos earlier that day. and for that, he'd follow you down every road until there comes a time when your paths meet again.

back in the present, you've been forced invited to watch Deimos' latest concert. like before, you sat at the very front row, right in front of his assigned position. the only difference from then was his lovestruck eyes that would never leave your figure.

in the end, he was yours.

[alphabetboyluvr]

bad decisions | jjk - series masterlist

title credit: bad decisions - bts

pairing: bartender!jungkook x female reader | strangers-friends-lovers, fwb

synopsis

it's simple: write your deepest darkest fears on origami birds and string them up on jungkook's ceiling. when they fall—which they inevitably will, thanks to his cheap daiso washi tape—you have to face the fear. set it free. the issue? you've a fear of intimacy. jungkook, a fear of rejection. and you've both got the capacity to make some incredibly bad decisions.

genre / tropes: smut, fluff, a lil angst, bartender!jk, student!jk, strangers-to-friends-to-lovers (?), fwb, deal arrangement, undefined relationship (they're just friends! just besties!!), miscommunication, idiots in love, emotional slow burn, bucket list (a.k.a. the birds) - see read more for warnings & authors note

wordcount: 450k babbbbyyyy (on-going)

soundtrack: official | reader suggestions

start date: 2022.08.06

minors dni // originally posted to wattpad

warnings: reader has a fear of emotional intimacy and uses physical intimacy as a substitute, jungkook has a deep-rooted fear of rejection. lots of drinking, lots of cursing, lots of bad decisions (every chapter includes at least (1)), jk and the oc have different styles of communication (woo miscommunication!!), a lot of past relationship trauma on both sides, jungkook is the sweetest angel baby ever, jin is kinda evil, jimin is a shit shag (and you have to experience it not once but twice!)

smut warnings: oc is a lil bratty, both switchy but jaykay definitely leads <3, fingering, oral (m & f), ass play, a looooot of titty sucking, cock warming, vaginal sex, sex toys (m & f), every position ever created, jaykay has a huge cawk <3, filming, lots of showering together, thigh riding, 69, squirting, panty sniffing (and sucking !), mutual masturbation, motel sex, endless orgasms, like, idek what else to add but there's more!! they just fuck a lot!! not my fault!! blame the birds!!

note from holly: i heard bad decisions once, ONCE, and knew i had to write about whiney jaykay and how fucking him would be a bad decision, but then it spiralled and now im 370k words deep into a fic about origami birds, glitter, and the way jungkook thinks he'll die every time he gets horny. of everything I've ever written it's hands down my favourite set of characters. jungkook is good in a way that he isn't in literally any of my other fics. i think it's my most well-received fic over on wp and it's just v v special to me. i hope u enjoy it!

BAD DECISIONS

key: smut 💖 | holly's fave ✨ | reader fave* 🪩 | bird 🕊 | club 🍇 *as per my wp stats all chapters listed below are available on wp, and will eventually be linked here too.

BD #1 - Purple Starfuckers - 3.5k

🍇 | a disco ball walks into a bar...

BD #2 - Park Jimin - 3.2k

💖 | does it count if you don't finish?

BD #3 - Coffee - 2k

message request from justjk

BD #4 - The Gym - 4.1K

just wanted an excuse to write about gym rat jk tbh

BD #5 - The Bet - 6.6k

🍇🪩 | songs that remind you of the past, blissfully unaware you're laying the foundations of your future

BD #6 - Wishing - 6k

🍇| summer goes by in a technicolour haze

BD #7 - Sex With An Ex - 6k

✨| kim seokjin looks like an angel, loves like lucifer

BD #8 - Washi Tape - 8k

enter stage left: origami birds

BD #9 - White - 6k

✨🕊 | old, leering men at waterparks are gross. jungkook is not.

BD #10 - Blonde - 3.5k

in the wise words of maisie peters, there's nothing more frightening than a woman scorned and a box of bleach

BD #11 - Perry - 5.9k

🕊 | it's totally normal to shower with your friends

BD #12 - An Agreement -7.4k

💖🕊 | jungkook has to leave the room cause he gets way too hard (in a platonic way)

BD #13 - Work of Art - 11.8k

💖 🪩🕊 | you discover mirrors. jungkook discovers tits. learning is fun!

BD #14 - New Rules - 8k

💖 🪩🕊 | jungkook's got nice hands and he knows how to use them

TO BE UPLOADED

BD #15 - Paper Planes

BD #16 - Overindulging

BD #17 - Jeon Jungkook

BD #18 - Cake

BD #19 - Send To All

BD #20 - Park Jimin... Again

BD #21 - Doing The 'Right' Thing

BD #22 - Listening To Jimin

BD #23 - Cherry Picking

BD #24 - Resolutions

BD #25 - January

BD #26 - January, Still

BD #27 - Keeping Quiet

BD #28 - Avoidance

BD #29 - 'Daddy'

BD #30 - Evaluating The Meaning of 'Home'

BD #31 - The Photo Booth

BD #32 - Question...?

BD #33 - Boundaries (Or Lack Thereof)

BD #34 - Speed Dating

BD #35 - Saying 'Please'

BD #36 - Denial

BD #37 - Faking It

BD #38 - Delaying The Inevitable

BD #39 - Rooms

BD #40 - Spinning Bottles

BD #41 - Locked Doors

BD #42 - Hitting Where It Hurts

Wattpad | AO3

[parasolemn]

doodle of Authority? it is my fav skill...

ehe. whoopsies! sorry anon it's been. A Month. and no end in sight

anyways images for you

you can probably already tell some of these are. Older. but yea. there was a lot of "well it's just a doodle I don't need to go super hard on these" and then "this is awful we need to start over" so. there's. a lot of images. most I've drawn this freak ever actually

deserved though. big thanks to my New Buddy who made me see the light like two months ago. he [LONG RAMBLE I DELETED] 🤨 UUGHHH I can't go off on a ramble about authority rn I'm unnormal about him sadly but I have so many words in my brain about him and all the other skills ue ue ue

i should post images...

i did some doodles in my book too when i was working but. eeeh? wasn't really sure if this was what you were after either... also I always take an opportunity to draw encyclopedia hi ency hi. i love throwing ency at the other skills i love thinking about skill interactions

don't mind the date on the last image I accidentally dated it 1st jan instead of 1st feb and couldn't be fucked to fix it. as I said, Old (can i even say stuff is old if it's a month old. uhm. wll i changed my art style so it counts)

parcark: nobody else is autistic about DE skills like you are they won't want to see them blorbified in an ooc but funny way. also parcark:

this was not worth a month's wait. oops.

COUGHCOUGH BY THE WAY . volition design is from @tubrasko (this wasnt the image i asked you abt btw i'm doing a larger one than this RN!!!! grins) suggestion design is from @vesli1 sorry for butchering your boy a bit I only had a pen my pencil broke 💔 empathyyy i stole from @trialofasphodel waves at you Hi ! i know both of u have seen these imgs b4 btw srry for re @ ing you the auth and drama designs are froommmm spilledkaleidoscope I won't @ that's scary.cough

love him. ok bye anon !! i hope you don't mind i know these aren't the best quality o7

[rodolfoparras]

RODOLFOPARRAS END OF THE

YEAR APPRECIATION POST

Hello sugar cubes!

Since the year is coming to an end I wanted to take my time and make an appreciation post for everyone who’s shown support and appreciation for me and my blog!

@its-ares thank you so much for being one of the very first people to follow me and for showing so much appreciation and support for my work when I first started out!

@lieutnt one of the writers I looked up to and admired when I first started writing on tumblr, when u first followed me I thought you’d done it by accident but I’m glad it wasn’t, forever ur #1 fan 🔈

@miguel-owhora genuinely consider you a friend you feel so familiar if that makes sense?, always so supportive and appreciative of my work always so kind and sweet to me

@bonesnmore also known as 🚹 anon will forever and always appreciate the period where we’d be absolutely unhinged about any and every kink and any and every cod character (especially graves) I’m so happy you decided to make ur own blog and it’s been absolutely amazing seeing you grow your following 🫶🏻

@alligatorstomachacid always so much fun to spitball ideas with you, i always feel like someone is listening or reading my posts bc you’re always there to talk to me about them 🫶🏻

@agoofyannoyancetolaw also known as ⚰️ anon who checked in on me daily and is always so supportive and appreciative of my work I absolutely love seeing your work on my dash 🫶🏻🫶🏻

@gazmialmagemela also known as 🐻‍❄️ anon literally such a sweet and considerate person both off anon and on anon I’m so glad you started your own blog bc as I once said you are so skilled at writing such vivid stories and I absolutely love seeing you grow

@thegnomelord I have to mention the person I co parent with who’s an absolutely amazing writer and deserves sm more appreciation and support

I started my blog in March I think but had properly started

gaining followers in June and these are the people that

basically made me fanboy when they followed bc it felt like

such an accomplishment

@yourftmfriend ✨ @pastelclovds✨ @odetodilfs ✨ @astroknottt ✨ @fatigueeed ✨

Skilled writers and artists that deserve so much appreciation and support

@gildedkrone 🪐, @tamago-art.🪐 @batfleshh 🪐, @topmalereaderblog 🪐@kingambrosious🪐

Last but not least I want to thank the beautiful council aka my anonies who have been nothing but appreciative and supportive of me and my work may all the good you have given me return to you 10x and here’s to another year of sexualizing old men (price)🎇🎇🎇

🌷 anon, 🔮 anon, 💉 anon, 🦩 anon, 🐺 anon, 🐍 anon, 💎 anon, 🐱 anon,💓 anon, 🔪 anon, 🎸 anon, 🎭 anon, 🤠 anon, 🕷️ anon, 🪐 anon, ⛈️ anon, 🐊 🌈 anon, 🦷 anon, 🐕 anon, 🍱 anon, 🗝️ anon, 🔭 anon, 👾 anon, 🐶 anon, 💤 anon, 🎵 anon, 🕸️ anon, 🌶️ anon,🖼️ anon,🌃 anon, 📢 anon, 🃏 anon, 💭 anon,🧮 anon,📚 anon, 🧬 anon,🎲 anon, 🐈 anon, 🪶 anon, 🕊️ anon, 🎥🎞️anon, 🫁 anon,🫀 anon,🚭 anon, 🧪 anon, 🐙 anon, 🐐 anon, 🗿 anon, 🐾 anon, 🐁 anon, 🛹 anon, 😈 anon, 🦝 anon, 🪔 anon, walkie talkie anon,💋 anon🐺 anon,🪽 anon,🐕 anon,🎸 an,🐛anon, 🪢 anon, along with everyone and anyone who’s been sweet and kind to me

Happy new years sugar cubes!!!

[kafus]

ok i've decided i want to infodump about vee and nova a little after all! because uhh not only am i impatient because autism but i also. want to dip my toes into talking about this. just days ago i was still terrified but now i am Tentatively Brave... if i can talk about it here casually like this then i should be able to write a more formal summary later some other time

i've tagged this post appropriately (at least i think i have, feel free to suggest if i should add more) but also a heads up here too before i keep talking that while i'm not going into graphic detail on anything there are STRONG themes of organized sexual abuse of a child, sexual abuse of animals, and grooming! (there are no disturbing visuals in this post, just text)

IF YOU CAN'T READ THIS POST THAT'S OKAY I STILL LOVE U

takes a deep breath alright so the deal with these two. back all the way in 2021, i decided i wanted to make "vent ocs" as in i just wanted some concrete/consistent designs i could use in vent art drawings that weren't a direct reflection of what i envision myself to look like or whatever. i was going through a lot in 2021, in december 2020 i had just gotten my first big repressed memory back and my life was in a whirlwind of change and heavily increased PTSD and DID symptoms, so i was using art a lot as an outlet. in the end i settled on this drawing, based on the design taste i would have had as a young person (god the quality is so old now LOL i've improved a lot but anyway)

i was intending for these two to be just visual designs and nothing more than that but i got attached and actually ended up giving them a whole storyline and everything, which is something i admittedly hadn't done in a long time up to that point so that's cool.

the reason i preface explaining the premise of the storyline with this is because i think it's important to acknowledge that these two are intrinsically tied with my real life and the feelings i experience as a CSA/OA survivor. not because i think someone has to go through awful things to write or draw about them necessarily, but because i am passionate about expressing myself. it's important for me to be seen in some way, to be heard after years of silence. it is not safe for me mentally to share the exact details of my abuse online rn (and please don't ask for them!) but i also don't want these two to be removed from the message that i survived something and this is me making art about that in an abstracted and magical way with a fictional universe that brings me a lot of comfort. i hope this makes sense lol

oh and also with that in mind if you think for even a second any of this is a weird sex thing for me or some shit please stop reading this post and go do something else with your time. this is my trauma expression and i don't need to be compared to the people i was abused by when i was a literal toddler thank you!

AANYWAY so! premise! gonna be point blank with it! vee (not her original name but shh) is born as a normal 100% human girl, aka without the eevee ears and tail. she is groomed from a very young age (like, toddler age) and eventually abducted by her groomers which happen to be members of... well right now it's team rocket because i haven't spent the time to worldbuild a new villainous pokemon organization yet. roll with me here. she is taken to a remote facility out in the middle of fucking nowhere and is never returned to her previous life or family.

Why? well i'm glad you asked! the org is running a bunch of different experiments in this facility and one of them happens to be trying to enable humans reproducing with pokemon. this doubles as both a money thing and a power thing. they seek out a child as the victim of these horrible experiments because children are easily malleable. way easier to control a child than an adult who already has a firm identity/self.

vee is the child they chose. surgery is forcibly done on her to give her working eevee ears and tail, and also like, fuck with her body chemistry and stuff. she's biologically part eevee now. yes this is bullshit pokemon magic science LMAO but she is kept in this facility and chronically sexually abused for a few years by pairing her with various mons and trying to get eggs to happen.

the experiment isn't working though so they hypothesize that giving her a dedicated partner, especially of the same evolutionary line, would help, and they raise nova from birth as an eevee to take on that role. eventually the two of them are paired together. despite the acts they are forced to commit on each other and the abuse they endure, they actually become inseparable very quickly cause like. they don't have anyone else. and also they just genuinely care about each other. additionally at this point nova has evolved into an espeon and has telepathic powers, so him and vee can communicate linguistically with each other, so you know that helps

generally my current focus of this story is in the early years, when vee is 12 and younger, before they start realizing that shit is fucked up and they need to escape (up until that hypothetical point they have been successfully groomed into believing everything happening to them was not abuse/was normal). i have left out a metric fuckton of detail here just to get across the basic premise. i am constantly exploring vee's psyche, nova's psyche, it's like an in depth exploration of the mind of an abused child in horrific circumstances and god it's cathartic. i love these two so fucking much

btw i guess this art has more context now huh haha after i infodumped off the plot to my sister they looked at this art again and was like. OHHH THIS IS EVEN MORE OMINOUS AND HARD TO LOOK AT WITH CONTEXT. AND I WAS LIKE YEAH!!!! YOU SEE THE VISION!!! THE SYMBOLISM!! ETC!!!!

uh yeah if you read this far thank you and i just wanna say i've been building up the courage to talk about these two for GENUINELY two years, it has been over 2 full years since that initial drawing, and i am nervous and jittery posting this but i do not want to die without having shared my work with the world and i'm willing to take the risks to get my voice out there. so you reading it is very much appreciated ur like my first step into being more confident as a survivor lol

oh and fwiw despite these guys being so correlated with my trauma it's not offensive to make headcanons or ask me questions about them or compliment darker art of them however you want, in fact i love that shit!! please i've been holding these guys back for two years i have so much to say that hasn't been said. as much as i am nervous i am EXCITED

[noona96n]

Hi....If you don't mind, can I ask, what are your top 10 (or top 7) favorite media (can be books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series)? Why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......Thanks....

no worries, im happy to answer. and, if i happened to already answer sth, I'll link u to it.

so, fav medias... hmm...

book(s): the radiant emperor duology

ik it just came out and was only recently finished (like, finished Sept 2023 lol) so this is probably bias speaking but i am extremely taken by She Who Became the Sun and He Who Drowned the World, these books are fckn phenomenal. the gender-fuckery, the exploration of gender and sexual performances, the hidden message of embracing ourselves in all our ugliness and 'deficiency' and making a place for ourselves and ppl like us when others shun us. these books are just!!!

documentaries: immortal egypt (Joanne Fletcher)

i really really love documentaries and this mini series hold a special place in my heart bcs i love history and I've always been fascinated by egypt and Joanne's enthusiasm is just so joyous and infectious, i love it. i put this on repeat in the background when i was doing my graduation project in 2018 lol yea, just me listening to egyptian docu while working my ass off on AutoCAD lol

anime: sarusuberi/miss hokusai

idk how to explain but there's just a quality to this animated film that got me going... like, i adore howl's moving castle but miss hokusai is sth else. it's so peaceful but also deeply profound and visceral somehow.

tv series: aircrash investigation

i love planes, i love the Concorde in particular, but it has nth to do with how cool planes are but with how child-me saw riding planes as a thing that only ppl with money could do. it evolved from there.

i also love mysteries and aircrash investigation is both lol

i remember watching it on tv when i was an adolescent and i was fascinated with the mystery and problem-solving of it all ever since.

movie: the prince of egypt

it's a story about love; love that forgives, love that creates hate, love that divides.

drama: nirvana in fire (c-drama), beyond evil (k-drama), kluen cheewit (thai soap opera)

bl-specific: old fashion cupcake (anime AND manga)

the plot of these dramas is impeccable (tho kluen cheewit is extremely dramatic so pls beware lol), the character developments are fckn amazing, and what's even more important is the platonic relationships between the characters!!!

also, special shout-out to thai bl soap opera khun chai/to sir (with love) as well! the drama is off the charts, the characters are flawed & human & infinitely relatable & Tian & Yang's brotherhood is EVERYTHING

just one of the best bls out there and I've consumed A LOT of BLs/yaois... ALL SORT of em lol

the story is really grounded in reality, the plot is so mundane and relatable, the characters are mature but extremely flawed, and the art (in the case of manga) and the acting (in the case of the series) are amazing.

song: queen bee by vannda (contemporary music from my country)

i DO NOT agree with the lyrics AT ALL but i adore the melody. i absolutely love, love, LOVE how he blends traditional khmer music with the modern one. it's not a necessarily modern take but it's sth different. this artist is very good at blending the old w/ the new and i applaud him for that. his music is so pleasing the ear but the fkcn lyrics... urGH

well, a song of his with message that i completely agree with is time to rise with master Kong Nay... though the mixture is too in my face lol which is why i prefer queen bee

[namakooo]

hi!!! i just found your blog and omg i love your art :,) its so fluid amd pretty!! i especially really love the most recent piece of animation you posted, the non-human human oc's. that little short was so intriguing to me, do you have any like. lore about them or more artwork with them? :0 they look so cool and the little bit of worldbuilding just from that short was :000 SO NEAT!! anyways i hope u have a nice day :)

Thank you so much! Here's a little doodle with very brief notes about them :)

Akira is a new OC, but Orion is actually pretty old. You can find art of his fantasy version somewhere in my old posts (he has green skin and bright pink hair there).

In this universe, they both live in a city set somewhere in the future where humans, semi-humans and complete non-humans live together on Earth.

I hope to make some more stuff with them in my free time so I won't go into much more details about their respective backgrounds or the world setting, but thank you for asking! I'm having fun with them :')

[coffeebrownn]

ur winterfield art is so cute I love how you depict both of them💛do u have any winterfield headcanons you’d feel comfortable sharing?💛

WAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! GLAD YOU ENJOY THEM!! 😭😭

also, my time to shine,,, funnily i don't have much headcanon about them in terms of relationship(?) i have individual headcanon and then see how they interact 😭, but yea! here you go

chris only remember ethan's face in detail since his job is meeting new people and they come and go pretty quick, even someone who's close with chris, he only remember them on what qualities they stuck the most, claire with her red leather jacket, jill with her gruff voice, leon with his chicken handwriting, etc. So you can say that out of everyone, ethan for chris stuck out like a sore of thumb, and ethan finds it pretty comforting.

i picture them living in alaska with new identities, off from populated area but close enough to a major city if there's any emergency, so you can see both of them mellow out (took the a few years), still each of them wear a cap/scarf to cover their face partially.

all of them (chris, ethan, rose) takes medication daily. chris is getting old and have some issue with his mental problems. for both ethan and rose is mold related, ethan has additional medication for his mental health

chris mostly rest his eyes and never really go into deep sleep, so he could monitor ethan, but at the same time he's very self conscious on how loud he can snore. They have a guest room and sometimes chris sleeps there or the floor.

they have a "no shoe indoor" house because of chris, from his worldly travel, he finds it fascinating that some culture does this and thought that i'll bring everyone closer together, because of that they (chris,ethan, rose) does family activities together, naps on the floor, play. etc. But because of this they mop the floor weekly for hygiene and they wear slippers.

ethan still suffer from social anxiety even with extensive therapy and consultation (with or without chris), and because of that for the most part he stays at home since it's his "safe place" and chris knows this well. So, he prepared and got themselves a house with good enough backyard as chris doesn't want ethan to feel trapped inside, but ethan did muster up enough energy to leave the house sometime as he doesn't like the particular feeling of "burdening other due to my circumstances" and chris appreciates that ethan is taking small steps

a very boring, quiet couple, they just have a very mundane life, walks rose to kindergarten, walk to park, cook food, eat dinner together, laundry, read books, etc. i guess the boring part is they don't really bicker (argue yes, teasing also happens often), but their presences just lifts each other up. They don't need to reassure each other "i love you" that kind of sentences, they trust each other deeply and so much so that you thought that they can read each other's mind

they take turns dressing rose to kindergarten, but for the most part it's chris since he wakes up pretty early to work on the bakery, this also one of the reason why chris prepares breakfast and lunch for them.

some NSFW headcanon (nothing too spicy but PLEASE DNI IF YOU'RE UNDERAGE) (tldr; they don't really do it)

sex isn't their first priority/ comes to mind, they're both old, but for the most part chris just lets ethan do whatever (so bottom!chris), he's tired and he like to get pampered time to time.

and for the most part i can picture them to forget what they're doing and just side line to them mostly cuddle

[luvring]

Niaaaa //wailing, heaving, rolling around on the floor

I cannot stress enough how much I adore your works and love rereading all of them from time to time

Am here to ask if you have any more touchstarved hcs,, or thoughts,, im dying over here

Literally starved for content

gn!reader | REG!!! //waving both hands, jumping up and down giggling. Thank U. this is an honour and incredible compliment. scary bc my old works are...old... but Thank u. U mean the world 2 Me. i didn't thoroughly check what hcs i've already said so sorry there's repeats orz

i'm not saying the LIs would all go to the barbie movie but if someone does make art of that please let me know and tag me especially if it has the i am kenough shirt

they ruined my life saying kuras doesn't eat how is he going to join my girl dinners now. /j but i'll continue to believe he can appreciate how good a meal looks! & he can still sit with you and try to get his hands on your favourite meals for you to enjoy :-)

that thing where they do push-ups and kiss you when they come down with...leander was the first one i thought of tbh. but if you aren't able to lie underneath him he'd just ask for the same amount once he's done!

leander doing the thing he did in the prologue where he took his glove off with his teeth every so often just to see your reaction. like if you react in an amusing flustered staring at him kind of way. i couldn't relate personally (lying) (liar) (huge lie)

i'm sorry for my leander bias but if one of his favourite things is MASQUERADES and we don't see him at a MASQUERADE well it's so joever like him in a suit and mask and showing off how he knows how to fit in because of his past and also he can waltz now or something I'm dizzy i can't breathe

ais using 0.5 camera on people while they're caught off guard. him asking you to take a video of the fight For him because he's going to be part of it. vere selfie folder. mhin 5 followers no icon no posts gc lurker.

mhin would stick to enough of a routine that they'd have a specific spot to sit at different places,,, like a cafe or the library or bus... corner. it's one of the corners. and when someone's taken the spot they're thrown off then have to walk around for a new one (not happy about this) but take it back once they leave. you spend enough time together and they start keeping the spot next to them open for you

^ also they'd always order the exact same thing at restaurants. wouldn't like going to a new place because now they have to find a new default order. just like me fr

is no one going to talk about the idea that vere doesn't like snow because he's chained outside and it's cold . to be fair it could Totally be for a less sad reason like how it gets his Fur Wet (valid) but i've been thinking about that possible angst

also his gloves are just. like. ? odd. inverse drawing gloves. claws... but why only the 3 fingers.... btw his outfit means a constant thigh holding opportunity

kuras and mhin having long conversations about alchemy and sharing their findings with each other ;; mhin at some point getting just a Little excited about something and kuras choosing not to comment on it but being happy to see them let their walls down a little ;; o(-(

ais coming into your room and wordlessly lying next to you in bed and when asked if he needs something he says no? with a smile. he was just feeling lonely and wanted to find you

saying "you look like you can't swim" or "you are an odd individual" to any and all of them . something about it is amusing to me

if you celebrate christmas or like the idea of kissing underneath some mistletoe,, i think it's a good thought that you hold one over your head and wait for a kiss Or that Some of the LIs would Definitely do that themselves.

who do you guys think has the saddest birthday celebration (/no celebration at all.) who's relating to girls who spend their birthday alone and crying and be honest with me

rambling but i just want to say kuras's monster form looks sick as FUCK and i'm so excited for it. it looks like whatever left the scar on his hand seems to be there.. in his monster form...? i thought it was a claw but the positioning is under/through the hand so like??. do i have to bring up the significance of that if true

also is his outfit (minus his jacket)...like a jumpsuit... or can i just not tell because of his three (?) belts. that's not how you wear belts btw /lh. and is the sheer part Part of the top or is he wearing something sheer underneath the white. his sleeves are also sheer but the neckline means his shoulders are out . take off ur jacket

also mhin !! i want to know how big they get and if the transformation is sickening to watch and if they're still aware of everything around them and !!! THERE IS A SPINE(?) COMING OUT FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE SILHOUETTE THAT I NEED TO SEE NOW! & i'm assuming the senobium is Shit so even if we do get in there and get 'help' there would be another shitty price to pay. possible bad ending...??

scenes with all their monster forms where you're asked if you're scared and you say no / yes but you care about them and they falter because they didn't expect that

true good ending is everyone meeting at the wet wick and making a toast and laughing and saying this truly was our touchstarved before the credits roll

[itsplumwriter]

Sam's Questions

Been a while since I posted last - sorry guys. But here's a quick little fluff I wrote the other day! (: love u guys and I hope you're all doing well!

Don't forget you can still join my patreon if you'd like :) link below

POV: Sam is making a video montage asking the Avengers random questions and he gets annoyed when all of Bucky's answers involve you.

A/N: This is shortly after Bucky and you got married so he's got big heart eyes during this time haha <3

I got the idea hearing Seb laugh warmly during an interview. It made me think: what if he was laughing because the interviewer got annoyed because he kept bringing you up?

Recommended song: Curtis Harding - On and On

Word Count: 310

Warnings: none ! just lots of fluff

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“Hey, metal man!” Sam calls out, running down the hall with a camera.

Bucky turns around. Ordinarily something like this would make him snap at Sam, both verbally and physically, but Bucky was still riding on a bliss cloud after marrying you a few weeks ago. You've guided him to a new peace and practically nothing could put him in a bad mood during this time.

"I’m asking all the Avengers random questions for the video at the end-of-the-year party! Are you up for it?”

Bucky shrugs, smiling. “Sure, go ahead."

Sam grins, aiming his camera. “So... James Buchanan Barnes. What’s your favorite thing to do to wind down at night?”

He thinks about it as Sam waits patiently.

Bucky's shoulders relax. “Well, y/n’s got me watching these old Disney classics. I didn’t like it at first, but now it’s all I wanna watch. As long as I’m watching it with her... it’s my favorite thing to do at night.”

“Okay,” Sam says, slightly annoyed. Of course, Bucky would bring you up. He's always bringing up his wife.

He tries to think of a question Bucky could answer that couldn't possibly involve you. “How about your favorite dessert?”

“I’m not sure what they are called but y/n makes these cookies... Double chocolate chip maybe? I'd say those are my favorite food currently...”

Sam huffs. “...Your favorite thing to do in the morning?”

“Kiss y/n.”

“...Your favorite smell?”

“Y/n.”

Sam lowers the camera; his face could not be more annoyed. “Bucky, are any of your answers not gonna include y/n?”

Bucky laughs. “Oh, okay sorry. The next one won't...”

Sam lifts the camera. “So... what's your favorite work of art?”

As soon as he asks it, he knows what’s coming.

Bucky shrugs, laughing. “That one’s y/n too.”

Sam nearly drops his camera, letting out an exasperated groan. "Of course it is!"

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[minhtblue]

hey! i just wanted to say, you literally inspired me years ago to start art with your Until Dawn stuff, and i still have your comics to this day <3! and i know its a way old interest of yours, but i just wanted to ask if you heard- they’re making a movie!! and a remastered version of the game for pc/xbox 1! i just heard the news and thought of you! i love all your new stuff, keep up the amazing work and thank u for all your awesome art over the years!!!!

O________O I DID?!? what!!! that's amazing!!! and i can only assume you're talking about the zines i made, which means you have access to an ancient relic of the past!

yep, i've seen the news/trailer about the movie + remaster! truthfully, i'm skeptical about the movie, but as a horror fan i do want to see where they're going with it and how it'll play out. with the remaster, i'm interested to see how the things they've changed/added will affect the UD world as we know it. i'm in the "what the heck did they do to josh's mask/the lighting in that mask scene" crew, though xP

thank you so much for enjoying both my old work and my new work!! a josh for you:

[bbiemochi]

hello!! >_< if it’s ok, can I req shu + rei with a shy gf that collects antiques like old dolls and teacups… Thank u !! <33

𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚎 | shu & rei

[an]: oh my god i love you. FINALLY SOMEONE WITH REI ON MY REQUESTS SOBBING. sorry i just love that loser too much, a concerning attachment i know. overall, tysm for requesting, bb! <3

summary: from vintage dolls, to antique clocks, you just seemed to love collecting these things. and your boyfriend adores it

pairing: shu & rei x shy!fem!reader! [ separate ! ]

genre: fluff, a bit steamy/intimate in rei’s part (°▽°)

SHU ITSUKI

and that was one last cup

steadily, you landed down softly on the floor after putting one last vintage cup inside of your cabinet filled with antique items that you had just collected. the teacup that you recently just put had been part of an old collection that you bought from an old shop nearby run down by a sweet old lady who had the same passion as you, collecting old stuff from the past and displaying them afterwards upon finding. some items you took are from france, england, other foreign countries that you had never been to. the teacup wasn’t that expensive anyways, you only spent around 2,000 yen on it. wasn’t much of a big deal.

now with these type of classics just hanging by your cabinet you organized yourself, you had never been more happier just by looking at them. they had been gently cleaned and fixed, then you carefully place them inside this cabinet your mother gave to you. the cabinet’s door had a clear glass in front in order to view the antiques, nicely. there were even fragile dolls inside of it, you made sure they were placed the furthest behind in order for them not to fall easily first. the vintage clocks were your most favorite, how they chime so nicely unlike today’s loud and noisy clocks. they were placed right next to the cabinet, hanging so gracefully on the wall. it wasn’t really helpful, despite still being able to run still. it was 3 hours short than your average hours, and you couldn’t really call it reliable when checking the time whenever you’re in a hurry. but they were the most favored one towards you.

everything placed here in this very corner, was your prime collection. the best one you could ever had in your room. probably even your comfort area to be in. just looking at them calms you down. you knew so much about the past, and sometimes it saddens you of how your era today wasn’t as much beautiful as it was like before. but still, you hold a love to these antique figures.

although, you weren’t the only one loving these precious items.

“magnificent! it looks like you brought home a new darling!”

you were startled by the sudden words spoke from behind your back. jumping, you almost hit your head on the cabinet, however, good thing you managed to hold on a nearby arm chair. you slowed down your breath, calming your heating face down. “s-shu…you scared me…” you whispered, taking measured breaths.

shu itsuki. the leader of arts, and a member of valkyrie along with kagehira mika. you see…this man right here is your boyfriend. surprisingly yes, the shu itsuki is your significant other. no coincidences. who knew someone like him could find his other half? you both started dating once you guys knew that your interests were similar. he fell for your love for vintages, and you fell for his passion for making the cutest doll dresses. you weren’t sure if what this thing you did was normal, but hey—he was also very charming you won’t lie.

as always, shu looked upon your stunned figure and sighed. “why be afraid? it’s just me, calm down,” he says, before taking a look at your cabinet once more—admiring the brand new teacup displayed inside along with the others. he gently hands you over mademoiselle and after you grabbed his doll, shu went back to focus on your new item, his eyes sparkled, and his mouth had a wide grin. he seemed to be delighted as you are when the male notices the design. “ah! just look at the texture and the exquisite decoration of that teacup! truly a magnificent type of vintage item indeed!”

“you may bring it out if you want to, i’ll allow it.”

“non! you must’ve just recently cleaned it, so, i’ll just admire this whole collection of beauties in front of me!” he replies, and you laugh. after seconds had passed, your boyfriend was quick to go back to your attention. “oh yes, i almost completely forgot—about vintage items, come here, i found something on my way back,” you tilted your head, although you proceeded to follow shu towards the study table that was close to the side of your collection of antiques. shu steadily takes mademoiselle back to his arms and placed her down on a safe shelf you set up just for the doll in order for her to be safe whenever shu comes to visit your room.

as he sat down on the table, you observed as his hand reached for something inside of his pocket. it was wrapped in a small plastic aligning, and after the plastic was brought down it comes next with a second wrap, which was white paper adorned with brown blushes on the sides, looking like coffee spilled on that paper a long time ago and dried up. it even smelled like coffee from afar. inside both wraps was a box, with a soft velvet touch from the fingertips. “i found it from a jewelry store i visited real quick just to search for jewels that i can use for mademoiselle’s new outfit despite my legs being worn out. the prize was surprisingly low, however the stores lady says it was a jewel from a long time ago…which somehow fascinated me..” shu then opens a box, revealing a ring with a huge emerald jewel sitting on top. your eyes sparkled, and you sighed, satisfactorily—a smile on your face.

“wow…h-how much did you pay for it?” you questioned. “around 4,000 yen. for a ring like this, it’s actually pretty low.”

“4-4k yen? for something as gorgeous as this??” you asked again, looking closely at the ring as you stood by his side—not minding the lamp light close to your face. shu nods in return, “mhm. good thing i had enough money to buy both the needed jewels and this ring. wait—why are you just standing there?? sit down so you can take a better look.”

“huh? o-oh no i’m fine! honest…! besides, your legs are tired, right?” you responded, waving both hands as his direction to reassure you were just ok. “you should have the seat. i’ve been sitting around all the day anyways.” you added. shu frowns, “no that’s not the—ugh…” shu pushes his thumb and forefinger between his forehead, letting out a huge sigh while you looked at him, perplexed. creating space between the both of you, shu pushes the chair back, creating an area for you to move in.

“come here,” he calls, patting on his lap. your face burns up, feeling a rushing heat all over your cheeks. “h-huh?”

“i don’t want any buts or excuses. come on don’t waste my time,” your boyfriend says before you could let out another word. it took you a bit long to walk over close to his side, and because of this shu suddenly pulls you by the arm, and sat you down gently on his lap. the blush on your face increases, and all you could react was silence with a tint of a sheepish expression on. shu grabs back the ring, and this time focused it over your view. you were immediately distracted back to looking back on the jewelry.

it was more clearer from the lamp’s light, and your eyes glittered. it was vintage, somewhat similar to rings back at the 1800’s—just how you and shu loved it. since it was old, the gold was a little rusted with iron scratches, but it was fine. it still looked as beautiful as it was today. “it’s so pretty…” you whispered, shu’s hand brushes your hair back from your ear. “it truly is…” he responds. out of nowhere, the ring that shu was showing was now being slid over your finger, shooting through perfectly at your right size. you gasped, now looking at your hand. shu watches as your face lights up with amazement…then smiles, softly.

“as beautiful as a doll…” you heard him say. “no…more beautiful than a doll.” the next thing you knew was your head being turned back, and your lips was on his. the kiss was…loving. it was more loving than the average kisses you and shu exchange from time to time. it seemed like he put more passion into this one. over 20 seconds passes and shu let go of your lips—pressing his forehead to yours.

“s-shu..”

“you’re divine,” his eyes were staring deeply into yours. “the most elegant person i know.”

REI SAKUMA

it was usual for you two to visit the antique store at these days.

you never heard your boyfriend once complain about why you take a look around this store all the time whenever he’s free from his daily idol schedule or resting in his coffin while the twins tell him about stuff he needed to know. in fact, he actually enjoys looking around with you. as long as he’s with you, he’s having fun.

as your eyes sparkled in every section of vintage collection you went, rei never fails to smile at each expression you wore when your eyes stared right at the item laid down on the shelves. and when you decided to look at the prize tag, you would either smile widely or your expression falls. he likes both, since in both ways you still looked adorable. from cups, dolls, an old clock, watch, jewelry—anything, you’d take them that fits your budget. or from time to time rei would help pay for them.

you love collecting old stuff from the victorian era or even in the golden times. whatever fits your taste, you’ll take them and bring it back home. rei loves it. he likes it when you hold your hands in his whenever you two would walk around every aisle of the store. he’ll look for an object, show it towards you, and you’ll look deep into it first before adding it over your basket. it depends on the price.

“how about this one, little miss?”

“h-how did you find this??”

“a vampire’s eyes are sharp,” he’d say. and you’d laugh it off. if you did he’ll kiss you on the cheek and watch as your face blooms into a soft red. not like you had any complaints with it either.

this particular day, rei had a day off after a long concert yesterday with his unit undead. he was tired, the male was said to be resting in that coffin the whole day—and the twins were the last seen individuals to be with him in undead’s rehearsal room. you however, had a choice to visit his rehearsal room to show him a new item you bought in the same antique shop you two scrolled down the entire time. it was a music box from the 1700’s. you had been saving for it for almost months (rei had already took notice of this), and you had been the most happiest person to know that you already bought it, first.

walking down the hall, adonis had told you that rei was resting in his coffin at the rehearsal area. says he likes to stay there for a while during his day off. so here you are, music box delivered inside a plastic, covered in old newspapers in hand, and a wide smile over your face. you were excited to show rei this…just crossing your fingers that he’ll like it…

once you had made it to undead’s rehearsal room, you gently tapped your knuckles into the door—knocking. “rei? are you there?” you called. you knocked again, thrice this time. when no answer was echoed back—you gently turned the door knob, and pushed the entrance to reveal a large coffin laying down on the room’s floor. you walked in the dark, and closed the door behind. hinata and yuta weren’t here, that’s odd…did they somehow went out for a while?

walking towards the coffin, you kneeled down—quietly and steadily placing the music box on the side first before knocking on the coffin. rei was probably asleep, poor guy…he was so tired from yesterday, huh? “rei…? are you in there?” you knocked. when the coffin’s lid begins to move, you backed away a little so you won’t be hit (like that one time when you met rei for the first time).

the coffin’s lid was now pushed off, creating an entrance completely. you watched as your boyfriend raised up from the inside—his hair was messy and eyes were still shut tight. he was wearing the undead practice attire which made you bewildered since you thought today was supposed to be his day off. “nn…y/n…?” he calls, voice raspy. you scooted close to his side. “i’m here,” you replied. pushing his hair back, when rei saw that it was just you, a smile creeps into his face—a soft one. “ah, princess. so it’s you, what are you doing here?”

“i should be asking you that actually,” you laughed. rei sighs, leaning down back to his coffin cushion. “it’s been a long day. my back hurts from yesterday and all i wanna do is just sleep and dream.”

“r-rei it’s only 11 in the morning.”

“still, can’t an old vampire be tired?” he says, and you sweatdropped. the room was cold, but the atmosphere between you and rei was warm. it was always warm. that’s why you love him as much he loves you. realizing what you came here for, you instantly grabbed the plastic bag and brought it up to sit on your lap. “ah! i-i almost forgot, rei i finally bought the music box i’ve always wanted…!” you said, and rei’s attention was fully focused on you. removing the newspaper wraps around the item, you showed rei the exquisite design of the music box held in your hand. it wasn’t that big, it was as almost the size of your palms. your boyfriend’s eyes shined. “ooohh. that looks beautiful indeed, marvelous i can see.”

“right?? the fact that this was from the victorian era is even more of a blessing…!” you excitedly say. rei smiles…seeing you with a face like that brings peace in him. god he was so in love with you. he could just..

“rei? you good?”

“huh??” rei was cut away from his thoughts to go further below. “ah, what was it you said again, princess?” he questions. you gulped, pushing a strand of your hair behind your ear. “i said if you wanna roll the music box…?” the male looks over the said box in hand, and chuckles. phew, at least his thoughts were saved. “why of course…it would be a pleasure,” he replies before his fingers twirled the music box around. once it was twirled, the two of you sat in silence while the music began to play—echoing inside of the room. the melody shallowing inside of the area was so beautiful…you could hardly gaze away from the music box on your hands.

such a calm and slow tune…now rei wasn’t focused on the music…but at you. your e/c pupils were so adorable and they looked so joyful at the moment they stared down on the antique. rei can see the sparkle in your eyes. he always sees them when you look at vintages. it was your passion after all, why wouldn’t you? he just…couldn’t help it. his heart was beating…stupid heart. then out of nowhere he finds himself laying his head on your shoulder. you winced, your eyes view now exiting from the music box. and the music still continued to play.

your face burns and your hand slowly lays on top of rei’s raven hair. “r-rei?? what’s wrong?” you asked. he didn’t reply. his sigh caused you to flinch—hot breath fanning over your neck. oh uh…was he…? after a few seconds, the next thing you knew when he brushes your back hair away was his lips sucking over your neck, and you dropped the music box—both hands now on his shoulders. the tune still went onwards, and as it played slowly, you sealed your eyes shut. rei continued to suck onto your neck, feeling like he was leaving the deepest marks. and after each suck you could feel him kiss the area before moving to the next one. it was intense, you were blushing like crazy, your eyes reads small signs of lust. it was evident that rei was holding back.

you were gasping heavily. each kiss he placed over your neck you gripped onto his shoulders more tightly. “r-rei…ah..!” a bite. not too hard, he hates the taste of blood after all. you felt weak, body almost laying down on the floor. when the neck kisses and sucks stopped, you couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. however…the next action just feeds to your satisfactorily needs.

the cold air hits your bare back, and you let out a huge gasp when you feel his hands brush over them, making you more vulnerable and weak than before. he was…he was good at this. you let out a small sigh…just where was this going to head? “i like your back…it’s so smooth…” he whispers into your ear. you hiccuped. “oh? what’s that face? earlier you were so cute while looking at that music box,” the music box, you completely forgot about it. his hands continued to slide all over your back, giving you goosebumps and shiver all over.

your body stutters, and when rei (accidentally) pulls the hook of your bra…you moaned.

rei stops and then looks back at your face. your hands were now covering your mouth, face now really red that it was visible in the dark and body still shaking. even rei was surprised. “that…was hot.” he says, and you couldn’t help but stammer. “i only pulled the hook then you made that noise? kuku, who knew?”

“y-you did that on purpose did you..?!” you yelled, sheepishly. the ravenette chuckles. “would you not believe me when i said i didn’t?” he spoke, finger circling your back, you covered your mouth as a sign exits. “s-stop…this is making me feel weird.”

“hm? how strang—

“sakuma-senpai! we’re back from the—whoopsies! they’re busy, sorry! we’ll come back again later after you’re done bye!”

the calls from the two twin idols was a huge surprise for you and your boyfriend. you swore to god you were close to fainting at that very moment from embarrassment. now your face was steaming completely and you couldn’t help but hide your face on rei’s neck. the music finally stopped by the time you did. “i-i hate you,” you murmured.

“didn’t i tell those two kids to knock before entering? ugh…” rei says, removing his hands away from your back, quickly. well that atmosphere was ruined. either was your mood. maybe you should ask rei for a make-out session sometimes. you’d be too shy, but hey, it’s the worth the shot, right?

a/n: i love rei

requests: closed :((

[leejeongz]

Heyyyyy can I request a treasure reaction? Like how they would to the reader being jealous? Or maybe the other way around? Whichever you’re most comfy with!! And if requests are closed no worries feel free to ignore this!!

treasure reaction to you getting jealous

pairing: boyf!treasure x gn!reader

genre: fluff, kinda angsty idk

warnings: silly made up scenarios, jealousy, a lil bit toxic, some don’t have a super fluffy ending lol

a/n: thank u for requesting! i have already done jealous treasure here and here :)

hyunsuk ･:，｡★ﾟ

you lay on your unmade bed, revisiting the moments you noticed hyunsuk laughing and giggling with your friend while you shared your day off with them. hyunsuk found you in your room seeming a little distant and so he decided to ask you what was wrong.

“the way you were f… f…” your mouth was stuck on the letter, wanting to say flirting yet knowing that they were just being friendly, “fraternising with you know who all through the day,” you spluttered out.

he clambered onto the bed, his hand caressing your thigh and he came to a stop, kneeling beside you.

“it wasn’t like that,” he pouted with saddened eyes, “i didn’t realise that’s how it was coming off, i just wanted to seem like we were getting on.” his index finger fidgeted with the stitching on your jeans on the outside of your thigh, his eyes glued to that spot too. “you have nothing to worry about, y/n, i was just being friendly. i love you more than anything, okay?”

“you really mean that?” you pouted in return, sitting up and slightly ducking your head which drew his attention back to you.

he nodded sweetly, “and i’m all yours!”

other members below the cut

jihoon ･:，｡★ﾟ

“should we get out of here?” jihoon’s friend asked. you followed their eyes around the room as she gave every bit of art work a disgusted look. “afternoon tea is for old people, not really our thing, right, jihoon?”

you and your boyfriend exchanged a look, his grip on your thigh tightened, as if to warn you not to bite back at them, they had been having a hard time, but quite frankly you couldn’t care less right now.

“well, i’m just gonna go to the bathroom, maybe jihoon can join me?” jihoon politely smiled along, but the joke most certainly did not earn a laugh from you.

you both waved them off before you started to complain. “what the fuck, why did you even invite them this was supposed to be our date, which you organised might i add, can’t you see they’re obviously in love with you? i wanna go home, jihoon, i’ve already had enough of them.”

“y/n, they’re one of my oldest friends, they were never like this when i knew them, you think i’d be friends with someone like them?” he defended. you knew he wouldn’t associate with such a character, but you still couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.

you both eyed them as they returned to your table, bringing a wave of freshly perfume with them.

“this was my idea,” jihoon spoke, their butt not even touching the chair yet, “so i think you’ll find this is very much “my thing”. and if you have a problem with that, you can leave, in fact, you’d be doing us a favour.” his eyes narrowed as he spoke, every word oozing with confidence and protectiveness.

yoshi ･:，｡★ﾟ

“new drink?” you spied the pink coloured beverage in his hand, knowing that was something he’d never ordered before.

“yeah, actually, my friend bought it but they didn’t like it so i basically got a starbucks for free,” he explained, proud of his freebie. “do you want a try?” he extended his arm, the chewed paper straw turned your stomach.

“did you chew the straw like that?” you asked in disgust.

“no,” he looked at it with a similar grimace face but continued to drink from it.

“so you shared a straw with your friend?” your disgusted expression didn’t change as you looked at your boyfriend, “you practically kissed them.”

he pondered on it for a while, knowing that the shows that you watch make a big deal out of this. “i’m sorry, y/n.” his smile faltered a little bit as he shrugged.

hearing his apology and letting it sink in, your eyes flickered from the drink and his lips, was it really that big of a deal?

“no, it’s okay, i’m sorry for getting jealous about something so minor,” you pouted, eyeing the drink once again, “if i get a new, unchewed straw, can i still try it?” you pleaded.

he nodded with a warm smile, excited to introduce you to what could be your new go to order.

junkyu ･:，｡★ﾟ

you didn’t quite catch who the message was from, nor what it said, but you were absolutely 100% sure that you saw a heart emoji pop up on his phone. deciding to not be THAT kind of partner, you resisted the urge to pick up his phone, even though you knew he’d be in the kitchen for a while.

“your phone rang,” you lied upon his return to the sofa. you knew it was the only way you’d get him to check his phone.

he hummed as he stared at the single notification on his screen that was not a missed call, “no it didn’t, it’s just a-”

you cut him off by finishing his sentence “text from the other person you're dating?”

he looked at you in confusion, a smile tugging at his lips as he saw how serious you were.

“what makes you think you’re not everything i’ve ever wanted and more?” he asked. it did make you think, he’d never made you feel like you were anything less, but you couldn’t help but press further about the heart that you’d seen. “you're right it was from my other lover,” he giggled, that quickly turned into a belly laugh, meanwhile your stomach was doing somersaults “y/n, you just got jealous because of fast food.”

he extended the phone out in front of you and you ducked your head to read it against the light. “mcdonald’s rewards…” you pursed your lips, reflecting on your own,,, stupidity. “i’m sorry for accusing you of seeing someone else,” your eyes begged for forgiveness.

mashiho ･:，｡★ﾟ

mashiho’s lips nipped at your neck, straying further and further from the ear he’d been sweet nothings into only seconds before. usually, you’d melt at the affection, but your mind was elsewhere.

“mashi,” he didn’t stop despite you calling his name, instead replying with a light hum. “did you watch the game today?” you asked, even though you knew the answer.

he pulled away, looking up at you before sitting upright. “yeah, you said you didn’t want to so i went with…”

before he could finish, mainly because you didn’t want to hear him say their name, you interrupted him, “i know you did.” you distanced yourself from your boyfriend, dangling your legs over the bed before standing up.

“why are you being like this? you said you didn’t want to go,” his tone turned into more of a whine.

“but did you really have to go with them? you know they have a thing for you.” you replicated his whine, hoping it would help you get your point across more.

mashiho’s feet now playfully swung near to your legs, “love,” he spoke, looking up to you with a smile, “you know, it’s kinda cute when you’re jealous.” you couldn’t help but smile back. “and they absolutely, 100% do not have a thing for me, they brought their partner, and some friends, maybe it just looked like us two because you didn’t recognise them, but i assure you, there’s nothing to be jealous of.” his speech was slightly broken by a few giggles here and there, ones he couldn’t contain as he noticed your adorable smile.

jaehyuk ･:，｡★ﾟ

“there’s a kiss isn’t there?” you pressed, jaehyuk ducking his head and nodding sheepishly, feeling guilty that he’s landed a role in a drama with multiple kiss scenes.

“so what?” you blurted out, “actors kiss all the time, it’s not like there’s feelings involved,” you shrugged reassuring your boyfriend.

“y/n,” jaehyuk started, noting your crossed arms and quickening breathing. “i promise you, you’re the only person in the world that i ever want to kiss!” his hand tickled at your elbow, to which you extended your arm towards him.

he took a small shuffle closer to you as you now wrapped your arms over his shoulders, his hands at your waist.

he got closer, whispering “only you,” before locking his lips with yours.

you got to your tiptoes quickly, leaning into the kiss more before pulling away slowly. his kisses always did something indescribable to you, if you didn’t pull away then, you fear you might still be kissing him two hours later.

“you better not kiss them like that!” you joked.

asahi ･:，｡★ﾟ

asahi tapped your shoulder gently, distracting you from the inflight entertainment. your eyes followed his finger and landed on the passenger in the window seat next to him, whose head was resting on asahi’s shoulder as they slept.

“help me,” he quietly whispered, almost inaudible.

you shrugged and went back to the film you were watching, if you looked any longer you’d have to make use of the travel sickness paper bag.

“y/n, what do i do?” your boyfriend panicked some more.

“i don’t know, maybe wake them up and tell them you’re uncomfortable,” you didn’t avert your eyes, you were mad, but you weren’t sure who to be mad at. “why would they just fall asleep on a stranger, my boyfriend at that, don’t they know that’s really dangerous?” your voice got purposely louder as you spoke, drawing the attention of the row next to you, who then pretended not to listen. “they have the whole side of the plane to lean on, if they were gonna sleep they should have let someone else sit there.”

you glimpsed over to the sleeping passenger on more time, they seemed to be uncomfortable, revving up to turn over. as you opened your mouth to say more, asahi looked away.

“i’m not talking to you whilst you’re being like this,” he acted as though he was searching through the range of movies, stretching out the arm that the other person was sleeping on, which forced them to turn over, “alright?”

yedam ･:，｡★ﾟ

“bang yedam reveals his ideal type and MORE!” of course the title of the article caught your eye. unable to curb your curiosity, you clicked the interview transcript. you stopped in one place, right in the centre of your living room as you read on, which caught your boyfriend's attention.

“listen baby,” yedam’s chin dug into your shoulder after spying you reading his answers. embarrassed, you locked your phone immediately and turned to look at him while taking a few steps back. “i had to say something, right? you know there’s already rumours about me dating, they’ve got those blurry pictures of us,” he chuckled, “i thought if i said something way off that they’d lay off us for a bit,” he admitted, although you never even asked.

“umm okay,” you replied, not wanting to seem too relieved thanks to his reassuring explanation.

“the only reason why you’d read that is because you wanted to know what i said, wasn’t it? you already know everything about me.” you’d failed to notice that your boyfriend had closed the gap you created, his hand finding yours in an instant and swaying it casually. “i could have gone the total opposite and said boring, unattractive and talentless but that would have been a give away i think.” his smile was gentle and sincere, begging you to understsndsand.

“and you promise that’s the reason?” your eyes glistened as they met with his, searching for any tell that he was lying, yet failing to find a trace of anything but the truth.

“babe, i promise.”

doyoung ･:，｡★ﾟ

“so i went in, shook their hand, and a kiss on bath cheeks, obviously-” which is as far as doyoung got in the retelling of the story of when he bumped into your sibling in the street.

“what do you mean “a kiss on either cheek” a handshake would have been just fine, you know?” you asked in a rather angry tone. “you’re not… meeting someone’s grandma.”

the look doyoung gave you was enough to shut anyone up. your brows furrowed as he continued. “they asked if i wanted to get coffee but i had something to do at the company so i said we should do it another time.”

“you wanna go on a date with my sibling?!” you shouted, still trying to process the kisses, to be honest.

“y/n, will you chill for a sec?” his hand soon made a tense fist, “i know they’re you’re family, so no, i don’t want to go on a date with them. i want to grab coffee sometime with you and them because that’s normal,” he explained, “we,” he pointed between the two of you to show you that’s what he meant. “have you had a stressful day or something? i swear you’re never normally this… jealous.”

you pulled your lips to the side of your face, taking a small bit of your cheek between your teeth as you nodded. you wanted to apologise, your eyes spoke for you and his softened, his flat hand now patting the space next to him on the sofa, inviting you there.

haruto ･:，｡★ﾟ

“do paper, they’re obviously gonna do rock,” you said to yourself, watching a video of haruto and a fan at a recent fan meet. you rolled your eyes as you watched your boyfriend change his answer to scissors after seeing their tightly clenched fist.

later that day, you went around to his flat and slumped yourself dramatically onto the beanbag in his room.

“why do you never let me win at games?” you asked, a bit out of the blue for him but you’d been planning to ask for hours.

“what?” he let out a laugh.

“you never let me win,” you pulled out your phone, finding the video you’d saved earlier, “but you let them win.” you pouted your lips which eventually turned into a frown as haruto watched back the clip with a smile, eyes flicking from the screen and to you to see if you were being serious.

“when you pay to see me, i’ll let you win,” he continued to laugh at your unwarranted jealousy, “you really think that because i let them win, they mean more to me than you do, or something?” he raised a brow.

“well no, that’s silly, but,” you started, but he cut you off before you could continue.

“exactly! so either pay up, or get used to losing.”

jeongwoo ･:，｡★ﾟ

“they’re seriously so pretty, i could barely even film the tiktok without going insane,” jeongwoo confessed, filling you in on today’s music bank gossip. “their stylist did the cutest makeup. I think it would suit you, y/n.”

you smiled, exhaling which you hoped would be enough to convince jeongwoo that you were laughing along.

“is something wrong? do you not like them?” jeongwoo asked in a sudden panic that he’d done something wrong. “yeah they’re pretty, but you’re so much prettier, i mean it, y/n, oh god.” he continued to flap about how he’d just been complimenting someone else.

“i’m sure they're lovely,” you smiled to your boyfriend as you handed him back his phone. he took it from your hand and tossed it onto the sofa.

“no, for real, you’re like the prettiest person i’ve ever seen, i can’t get over how beautiful you are.” he pleaded, even clasping his hands together at one point before looking down and realising he looked a little silly.

“they really are pretty though,” you bit a little bit of skin off of your lip, slowly realising that it’s okay for your boyfriend to compliment other people, because at the end of the day, he was still yours. “next time you film a tiktok with that group please invite me, i can’t believe i missed that!”

junghwan ･:，｡★ﾟ

as per usual, you and junghwan were laughing about your days, filling each other in on what you’d missed.

“funny story, there was an actually a member of another group who asked for my number today,” junghwan started another story, which was absolutely NOT funny to you in the slightest.

your face sunk, you had so many questions that you wanted to ask. “really? who?” was the only thing that you could say. you feigned a smile, not wanting to dampen his mood.

“i’m not sure who they are, honesty, nor do i intend on finding out, but it’s just funny, right?” his answer assured you some, but it also gave you more confidence to ask another question.

“so they just came up to you and asked?”

he nodded in response, his enthusiasm not sitting right with you.

“you’re not jealous, are you?” he asked, sensing that the mood had gone sour. when you didn’t respond, confirming his suspicion, he chuckled. “i was really polite with my rejection, i even showed them a picture of us together, the one i have as my wallpaper, they said we were cute,” he giggled, “but in a strained way so i know they’re more jealous of you.”

[madfantasy]

Dears;

Sleepless

I didn't know that I could be more sleep deprived, more in the sense that the nightmares of death and murder wakes me up in fever and chest burn now.

I thought I was okay and I was just witnessing and grieving over everything happening in this world, I can't much speak on it but with my siblings, my guardians ofc know and part of our family even affected by the "wars" that raged in and around 🍉, I still feel just as suffocated, useless, helpless and isolated as I feel everyday if not more. The internet remains my only window to the world..

The only thing I could able to talk to my guardians about is that telling them I feel immense guilt, my other half, my other home is being wiped out, land stripped of human warmth, from recent and ancient memories, all the structures old and new, the nature that hugged it tightly and the music that floated from it's midst. And here I am carrying nothing but a blood connection and writing in immaculate Arabic, one thing I was consistently praised on and ment alot to me in terms of belonging, but literally can't understand the casual/slang part of it no matter how I think I get it. Which I understand finally is what called: a late diagnosis of autism, possible related to those specific speaking patterns.

I'm 80% nonverbal, and when I find my voice, specifically when it comes to expressing myself, everything I say sounds like riddles or poems instead of plain direct speech with clear indication and values. I take so long revising these little writings to make sure at least they are coherent. It's often frustrating as suddenly not being able to scream when u need..

In the same time, I can't deal with being perceived, I can not even interact with what I've shared on my TT or @madmanii because my brain just shuts down, it doesn't matter what's the situation, as long there's social interactions, my rational blanks and stops translating sense to me.. it might be so good I can't even say how much intensely I love it, same as bad.. Even through art, and I thought because it is in art form, something I feel more able expressing, I can't say more or do more or give more engagement than this. While engagement with my art shocks me each time as if It was the first time. It takes all my remaining soul to make this art, this last tether to my sanity and humanity, so I have unmeasured gratitude..

The only release to this raging sense of belonging and grief I had all my life is to make stories, OCs. Those two are just fantasy-ed version of the 2 homes I'm from. But never shared more drawings of them because I did not want to be identified and get any "anything-against-mainstream" phobia towards me as I've been punished for it severely lots in real life. They are even not a romantic pair, just bromancing and 'too' beautiful, and I still drew many other romantic ships and posts them, regardless..

But I worry too much and often my art, posts or whatever is never seen..

Whatever it's the algorithm or doing communication, I can't not do more of what is socially 'required' to be seen and heard, my art is all I can offer and as it always shows me it's never enough, I tried so hard that my art for the first time in my life became just another burden and chore instead of a sanctuary and brain food. Whatever I did, I don't have a presence online, I only have the few Snape fans who truly care about me and showed me humanity I've never known. But I still don't have numbers or popularity, and at this point I'm so burn out from trying that I don't care I'm losing followers or have no likes, it's silence on both ends now...

I wish I could achieve more and be more helpful and not worry about fearing anything, my existence here online is done by secret to begin with and not consistent cuz I have trash net, and I don't know how to do more.. even for myself..

It's my birthday month, and that's ticks down one year of six..

About perception I relate to Hard: https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSNQeJy8u/

Thank u for reading, Sweet dreams, precious 🖤❤️