#theres a LOT to learn from scratch

[kingblau]

learning something new with work = currently suffering from eyes bigger than brain

[petorahs]

what is it about avenday that makes me snap and go crazy with my art i wonder

[mocury-moto]

wow my artistic confidence just skyrocketed okay good to know

[5-htagonist]

okkkk but demon king!dungeon lord!laios wherein Something Something happens and laios not only devours the lion inheriting the kingdom................ but perhaps the lions curse manifests differently too....

[jinxed-lemon]

Been thinking about Sonic and Tails and how after a few years the two of them finally feel comfortable enough to start treating each other in that mean way that only siblings can be.

He’d never joke if it was something serious- but whenever Tails gets a wound like a scratch or a bruise Sonic will give it a long, hard look while clicking his tongue and say, “I’m sorry bud, but we’re gonna have to amputate :(“ and Tails will magically pull out a hacksaw saying ‘bet’ and Sonic has to wrestle it away from him.

It’s hot outside and Sonic is too lazy to get his own drink so he stands there begging Tails to let him have a quick sip of his:

Sonic: pls just one sip and I’ll give it back

Tails: …5 seconds and that’s it

So Tails gives him the drink and Sonic is being dramatic like “thank you so much bro this means a lot to me”. And Tails stands there watching as Sonic slurps down the rest of his drink until theres nothing left and his brother hands him the empty cup back like “that hit the spot thanks dude :)”. Tails looks down at the empty cup in his hand then back at Sonic and he just full force smashes the cup to the side of his head, water and ice just splashing everywhere.

Tails is working in his lab and every time Sonic goes to visit him and catch up he will always ALWAYS leave the door open when he leaves. Tails will yell at him to leave it closed and Sonic never listens, he’ll just stand there in the door and go 🤷‍♂️ until Tails chases him around the house. Sometimes Tails will legitimately just lock the door and Sonic will scratch outside like a dog kicked out of its home.

Tails is throwing a tantrum and just being particularly snarky and Sonic will always say stupid stuff like:

Sonic: “I literally gave birth to you???”

Tails: “Mf no you did not ☠️”

They make a bet about who can embarrass the other the most in front of strangers. They’re out getting ice cream or something and Sonic is letting Tails choose a flavor at the front, and the worker is talking to them like “how nice that your brother is taking you out for ice cream”. Tails look up at her with a big smile and says, “It sure is. It’s the first time this month since he’s let me out of the house. I’ll have to enjoy this while I can!! 🥹”. The lady looks horrified and Sonic grabs Tails by the scruff of his neck and tries to de-escalate the situation.

Sonic: ahahaaa wowie!!! Kids sure do say the funniest things am I right?? 😁

Tails: 🦊🍦

They’re out shopping and it’s kinda busy and so Tails slips away while his brother is preoccupied and leaves to go do his own thing. An hour passes by and Sonic has already left when Tails sends him a message saying “You forgot me in the store :(“ Sonic goes through the 100 stages of grief before sprinting back and freaking out thinking he’s the worst brother ever and Tails has already been at home waiting for him to get back just to laugh in his face.

Sonic is hyping up Tails to their fans and he playfully ruffles his head and goes, “Yep! He just learned how to tie his own shoes, I’m hoping that he’ll learn his alphabets soon enough. ☺️” and Tails dies on the inside bc now all these people think he’s a second grader.

Mean sibling bonding at its prime.

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/jinxed-lemon/743795378027184128/miles-tails-prower-enthusiast

[oldfashioned-lovergirl]

omg hihihi!!! im obsessed with the fic you wrote for niki and james and i was wondering if you could write one for ayrton senna? maybe with the reader being his teammate and its their first season and just him falling in love with her? idk tbh. its criminal that theres so little fics of him im obsessed with him currently xx

☽ OLD MONEY — ayrton senna x reader

tags: car crash

note: fr there are no fics about him. also i love old f1 vibes

masterlist

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When you first met him, you immediately noticed how oddly he was looking at you. You couldn’t get whatever he was thinking, so you just assumed he didn’t like you. For a time. Then one day something changed.

You crashed in Imola. You got out of the car without even a scratch, but the faces of the people when you returned to the paddock with the ambulance made you guess it mustn’t have looked good from the screens.

And there he was. Despite the very few words you exchanged since you knew each other, rushing towards you, none other than the best driver on the grid, your rival and teammate Ayrton Senna.

Brown eyes filled with worry and hair still soaked in sweat, he called your name and took your arms in his hands. “Tell me you’re okay.”

“I– I think I’m okay. I just got scared.” You didn’t know why you were telling your feelings to him, you just didn’t think much about it.

“Me too.” For a moment you thought he was gonna pull you in a hug, but he didn’t. He just softly put a hand on you cheek and then let go of you. “Glad to know you’re well, pequena.”

You found Ayrton standing in front of his Porsche Cabriolet at the end of the day. It was getting dark, few people were still in the paddock to celebrate his victory.

You hurried to reach him before he left. “Ayrton.” He turned around, but you know he was already looking at you from afar. He clearly had a shower because he smelled fresh and the red overalls had given way to a white elegant shirt. “I wanted to congratulate. Also, thank you for worrying about me earlier, you kind of reassured me.”

“No need to thank me.” He made a pause. You wondered if it was time for you to go. “You know, I was going to dinner with a friend but he won’t be able to come. Would you like to join? I have a reservation for two.”

You stared at him, surprised by the invitation, then looked down at your own jeans and blouse outfit. “I don’t know if I’m suited for the situation.”

“You are.” He opened the front seat door for you. “Let’s go.”

The restaurant was a villa in the Emilian countryside. You had never seen such a beautiful place in your entire life.

The dinner went very well. You ate pasta on a table in the garden. There were warm lights that made the location very cozy. Ayrton was so sweet, very different from the fierce man everybody saw on track. You talked about the race, but not only. You learned more about his personal life and viceversa. He asked if you were seeing someone, you shook your head. “And you?”

“Not at the moment, no.”

You thought of the gorgeous girls he was often photographed with. You didn’t believe yourself to be that pretty.

“I’m sorry if I’m not very talkative between one race and the other, I’m just trying to stay professional.” His freckles were as glaring as ever in that light. After his words, you realized you may have misinterpreted his detachment. “But when you crashed today… I don’t know, it seemed dangerous from my point of view. The thought of not seeing you next to me anymore scared me a lot.”

Spelling those words, Ayrton was playing with the glass of water in his hand, his eyes shyly looking downwards. “So I wondered if you’d like to hang out. Outside of work, I mean.”

In his own words, that was a declaration.

“I–“ That was what you wanted since you saw him introducing himself in that conference room, however you knew how risky the situation you were putting yourself into was. But right there, looking up at you with those eyes full of hope, surrounded by that magical place, he was so handsome. “I’d love to.”

[cringesilver]

Just A Scratch

Courage (Linked Universe) X GN!Reader

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Summery: Courage has a bad habit of pushing himself too hard, constantly feeling inferior to the others in the chain despite the fact he does indeed pull his weight. Of course, his reckless habits landed him with a bad wound. Not wanting the others to see him fail at something he boasts about he headed back quietly to ask you for help. Despite being the guide for these travelers in this place the dont recall or remember, here you are playing nurse for Courage once again.

Fluff and Angst | Lot of Awkward Tension | Might add more in the future

Notes: This is my first time posting any of my writing online in public. Usually I just share between friends but for linked universe its a smidge harder, this is very short but I wanna share my writing somehow anyways. There's also BARELY ANYTHING FOR COURAGE ON HERE, so I'd like to help add.

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Great, another problem, another reason to get singled out… I doubt even running before I was caught meant anything… Why me…

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You watched as Courage pouted, looking away as you cleaned around the wound on his arm. A very good solid cut that might need more than a band-aid, to say the least. He'd glance over you after a while, humming in thought. Rather loudly, too. 

“What is it…?” She didn't bother fully looking at him, just focusing on the task at hand. 

“Dunno, just curious-” 

“Curious about what?” 

“Mmmmcurious why you haven't kissed it beeeAAAUGH-” he was cut off by the sudden sting of you applying the cleaning solution to his wound directly. His arm clenching and flexing in your hands as he hissed at the end of his shock. 

“Grow a brain, when will you learn your little sly questions won't work on me?” You raised an eyebrow at him. Watching him settle down and shoot a glare at you. 

“Well excuse me for trying- least I don't rub- acid in your wounds when you say no!” 

“Just because you take it like a champ doesn't make it any less annoying…” shed give your words weight with a pause. Watching his expression soften almost reluctantly before you tended to his wound again. 

The silence was deafening, but nice considering Courage was quite the chatterbox. At the same time it felt strange, you peeked up at him, staring at you. His expression was unclear, a hint of confusion or concern maybe. Even if you were looking at him, his next words startled you. 

“Why are you so patient with me?” You blinked in confusion, him interrupting you before you could even speak. “You say I'm annoying all the time… in all honesty, you could've just not helped me. Be it now or any other time you have.” 

“Am I not allowed to just help out??” 

“Theres helping out then theres being oddly trolerable-” he squinted at you, you glared back in confusion.

“Excuse me? We’re scrutinizing how people act now mister ‘flirt every 5 seconds’??” 

“I’m just wondering why you even stay around me!” he interrupted with a bit of a raised voice. The air grew thick as if hard to breath, you both looked away in unison from each other. “I’m not a stranger to people just flat out ignoring me. My own Zelda was very used to doing that. Just coming to me for chores and work… You however go out of your way to help me…”

“You're injured, I can’t just sit to the side and do nothi-”

“I can very easily heal my own wounds, especially on my arms. You know that…” After your words had been cut off, silence filled the room again. Eventually, you’d huff, almost tossing his arm to the side as you came to a stand. Looking down at him with a strange mix of anger and embarrassment.

“Then you do it- the less I have to attend to a meat head like you, the better.” You flicked the rag onto his face, he yelped lightly from the action. As you turned and walked away, you’d hear him call out to you till you slammed the door close.

You don't know why your heart was racing. It felt so stupid, unreasonable. All you were doing was helping, healing him since he stupidly went into the battle and acted like a reckless idiot. So why was it weird when he pointed it out? Why did it feel like an attack on you, your actions, when he mentioned how you stayed despite calling him “annoying”? It made you feel embarrassed, like you were caught doing something you shouldn’t. 

You don't care for his flirts, never have. You made sure to take the chances to stay far away from the possible battle fields to avoid the typical “Kiss me as my reward”, “Saved you again, kiss me”, so many others, you lost the other variations under a few hundred more. Sure they were annoying, but at the same time he was oddly charming over it. In a stupid way. Stubbornly, your heart fluttered, remembering the countless times. You couldn't help but let out a groan of frustration as you went into your shared room with Wind at the inn. Flopping onto the bed and muffledly screaming into the mattress. 

Courage was sitting there awkwardly, his mind swirling with so much that it was almost overwhelming. He let out a sad huff. He took the rag and did the cleaning himself. Slow with his emotions, like a pouty dog almost. He’d move to get the wrapping, starting to wrap the wound once it was cleaned. Almost glaring at it as if it was the one that opened its dumb mouth to ask questions, not him. He couldn't help but lecture himself in his head, he should've kept his mouth shut. Once he was done he haphazardly put everything away, shoving the sleeve of his shirt down to cover the bandages. Walking around the inn to possibly look for you. He felt a sorry was needed after his blind impulsive actions. 

Yes, he wanted to know why you bothered with his presence, but he shouldn't have asked that way. At least he doesn't think he should have? He just doesn't know. There was all those times he messed with Zelda in the past, being stubborn on purpose. But it started to feel weird the more you rejected him. He had already slowed down on his pestering because of it, and part of him wondered if you had noticed. But the more genuine he got with his words, the more it somehow stung when you said no. This was new, even for him. No, he didn't like it one bit. He wasn't used to his heart aching so much, sure he’d think about a few ladies here and there. But you? You lingered in his brain so much that it was like your own form of annoying. While he pesters you in real life you pester him in his head. It was getting to the point of being concerning for the hero, considering this was all new for him.

He had paused once he stepped in front of your inn room door. He didn’t wanna go as far as to check in there, if you were in there, you'd probably wanna be left alone for all he knows. At the same time though, his need to apologize to calm whatever he was feeling in his chest felt more important. After one last sneer at himself, not liking how that thought sounded so selfish of him. He knocked on the door. 

You jumped slightly from the sudden knock. Just as you were going to get up from the bed to answer, you paused, glaring at the wood barrier.

“Who is it?” you sat up as you spoke. Meanwhile on the other side Courage felt at a loss. Like he regretted even disturbing you.

“It’s me- listen- please im-”

“I don't want to hear it Courage. If you still need help maybe don't say you can just do it yourself.”

“Wait, please! Please, I just wanted to say sorry!” was that desperation in his voice. That was new for you, it caused you to almost instinctively get up. Gently cracking the door open to see him. He looked down at you, the embarrassment very clear on his face. Even if a hand was clapped over his mouth, the tips of his ears practically glowed. It caused you to avert your own gaze from being flustered. Your heart fluttering stupidly again. 

“Sorry for what exactly. You just spoke your mind..”

“For insulting your abilities- I guess.. And questioning you like that it was wrong of me.” wrong of him? That was strange to hear from him too. When you looked up your eyes locked with his. It was strangle unsettling. Like this was the first time you had ever held eye contact with him at all. You were scared your own ears were glowing. 

“Apology accepted- seeing as it's the first time you’ve ever apologized..”

“You say that like it was bad…”

“Something like that can be debated… but… I appreciate it…” the silence between you two as your gazes stayed locked, was everything under the sun, awkward. He let out a huff as you took his arm, lifting the sleeve slightly to check his work. “How does it feel- is it ok?..”

“It- its fine.. Really… I managed.” he grew startled from your sudden movement. Watching your hands as your fingers grazed over the wrapping carefully. “Does it meet your standards nurse?”

You let out a huff, unable to resist the slight smile creeping on your face. Looking up at him you could see him flash a cheeky, innocent grin. You rolled his eye, letting go his arm as if to drop it.

“Yes, it does weirdo… I forgot you've had to bandage yourself before.” you let out a sigh, relaxing, trying to ignore you fast paced heart in your chest. Just as you were going to say something Courage cut you off almost awkwardly.

“I- have to ask.. Should I stop?” you paused, giving him a confused look. “I.. should I stop being i dunno… stupid? Flirting like a jerk basically. Because if it bugs you I don’t- wanna do that.. Despite my actions, I do genuinely care about you- your feelings I mean.. So…” your heart was pounding so hard in your chest, it was like it was all you could hear minus his words. Why was he even asking this? Why now of all times, here of all places? The moment it hadn’t felt awkward his stupid mouth made it awkward again. He grew more and more concerned from your silence as it went on. “Uh… if I uhm, asked a stupid question you can… make fun of me now… hello?...”

You shook your head, a hand holding it slightly as you looked down at the floor.

“Courage- can I ask what caused you to ask that?”

“W.. well I said why I- well you see uncomfortable when I ask, I guess? You get annoyed, for good reason. If it's genuinely something you want me to stop I'll doing it I swear-”

“But- it's… have…” it was getting worse and worse, his heart was sinking into his stomach. Now he was getting confused by his own words. “I… don't know courage?? I just don't-”

“F-forget I asked then. I retract my question.”

“Well I never said that-” you shot your gaze back at him, you could see him huff in almost panic as he rolled his eyes.

“What do you want me to do then!? You're getting more and more confusing, this sorta thing is… important.. To me…” what is he even saying!? You could feel your heart almost stop for a solid second, his own face faltered in concern as if he could see you stumble slightly. 

“What are you insinuating here Courage??”

“I-I’m not insinuating anything!” he waved his hands defensively. “Please- I just want to make sure I'm not somehow hurting you.. I-I realized how stupid I keep being, I mean, I made you stomp off. Even if- I… dunno, am a meat head, I still care about you-”

“Do you not hear yourself!?” you stepped back from the door, this was almost scary. He grew even more confused at your action. He tried being upfront for once and you seemed to be acting as if he was saying unspeakable evil. He let out a groan as his hands came up to rub his face in frustration. 

“I DO AND I'M STARTING TO THINK I SHOULD CUT OUT MY OWN TONGUE-”

“Guardian!?” Both of you jumped, looking down the hall. That was Time’s voice. Courage himself felt his heart sink now past the floor. He swallowed his nerves as he started to walk off down the hall.

“C-courage come back-”

“No- just… think about my question. I dunno- give an answer later or something.. I.. need to make sure it doesn’t look like I ran from battle…” 

He walked out of view, you standing there awkwardly. Nervously. You didn't know what to think or do. His words felt like a strange half confession. Why was he asking about his stupid, nonsensical flirts? It's not like he ever meant them, but did you ever act truly hurt or annoyed by them? You never were, so you almost hoped you didn’t. At the same time, why were you even hoping if that was the case, if he just stopped, everything would be better, right? You wouldn't have to deal with it anymore, at least. So why..

Why did your heart hurt at the thought of him stopping..

[prozacwhorehouse]

precursor to a cooper adams/abbott thing im working on !! ankle monitor concept by @cryobabyy 💗💗

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she was 18.

her favorite book was My Year Of Rest And Relaxation. she always say at the round table in the back corner of the library. she preferred waffles to pancakes, with strawberries and powdered sugar. her favorite place to get these was the diner on North. she watched reruns of the office every night. she had a cat named Bingo.

she had just started college. she had her entire life ahead of her. she balanced her school work and social life perfectly. monday through thursday afternoons were for school, thursday evenings through saturday nights were for partying. Sunday was a rest day.

she grew up in a stable, loving household. she was friendly with everyone, she had no known enemies - not ones that’d she’d made clear.

so it made no sense when she disappeared.

her favorite book was My Year Of Rest And Relaxation. she always say at the round table in the back corner of the library. she preferred waffles to pancakes, with strawberries and powdered sugar. her favorite place to get these was the diner on North. she watched reruns of the office every night. she had a cat named Bingo.

he knew all these things.

She is 20.

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2 years.

2 years, 57 days, 17 hours.

2 years spent in the vacant townhouse on the end of the lot, on the corner of Evergreen and Woodshire roads.

she spent the first year in the unfinished basement. Cinderblock walls, caulk between them white and clean. he kept them that way. He couldn’t stand when they’d brown, a sign of their age. almost like they were dying, so used to the death they’d seen in the room.

Her bed was in the corner - a spring mattress on the floor, covered in a proper vintage floral bed set. Comforter always perfectly straight, no crinkles. The pillows always upright against the wall, forming a straight, never crooked line between them. A stuffed bear with a sage green ribbon around its neck sits before them. Theres a small red stain on the ribbon - they turned that part to the back. there are two sets of handcuffs bolted to the floor near the mattress. They aren’t used very often anymore, just a precaution.

Across from her bed, a three tiered metal rack with a tv on top. He’d gotten it for her last year, for her 19th birthday. She’d earned it, he said.

The amenities in the room at first were minimal. He made it clear very early on that he was in control. That she had to earn the things she wanted. He now asks her weekly what she’d like from the store, or amazon. she learned quickly to behave, after the first few weeks of resentment. Kicking and scratching turned into a longing for his touch. near the door, there’s a dresser. Filled with baby tees, short shorts, baggy sweaters, knee socks. Lacy underwear and bras with little bow accents.

a desk where she could write and draw, all the books she could want, a fair collection of makeup. he got it all for her as she earned it.

when she had first came to, vision clouded, she first noticed the pressure around her wrists. attempting to pull them closer to be able to see, they stop. She tugs once, twice, three times to be sure. The clinking of the chain on the ground confirmed her fears.

Attempting to calm her mind and panicked breathing, she laid back, when she felt an object between her ankle and the mattress. As her vision cleared, she makes out the monitor strapped to her ankle. Similar to the ones put on newly freed prisoners on probation. Her breathing stills as she watches the red light on the side blink. blink. blink.

she no longer notices the feeling of the plastic around her ankle. she no longer smells the overwhelming odor of the cleaning fluid. She no longer feels scared. She feels safe.

she believes he saved her.

[withlove-xixi]

There's a serious lack of Marcille fics out there, so what are your thoughts on her with a beastman reader? Maybe a wolf one to contrast Izutsumi

Girl is always getting injured, so now she has someone strong as a bodyguard, plus someone warm to cuddle at night

And as a bonus, it would make for so many fun moments. Like with the doppelganger, maybe Marcille's version of them highlights the things she likes! They'd maybe look extra handsome/dashing like Senshi, or just be so alike because of her observing them. Cue them instantly starting to howl and engage hunting mode when Laios starts howling and barking at the doppelganger tho

Much protectiveness and mutual longing, so much potential

— MARCILLE THOUGHTS: marcille x beastkin!reader

ᥫ cw: none ★ I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH!@?#! you're right ... theres too little marcille fics (or fics for the female characters in general me thinks _:(´□`」 ∠):_)

for as long as she can remember, marcille always wanted a dog, you were ... close enough.

at first she was a bit intimidated, those sharp fangs paired with such a piecing gaze ... everyone would be intimidated. your canine-like features had made you look unapproachable and scary, like you were ready ro hunt down prey; claws looked like they should be covered in blood, teeth looked ready to tear into flesh.

but oh, marcille very quickly learned you were just a little puppy.

she loves scratching the back of your ears and playing with them. like she'd gently blow against them to watch them twitch, then she'd giggle and repeat the process over and over until you have to stop her.

i think she's very protective of you, just as much as you are protective of her. she's always first to defend you when people mock you or try to pick fights with you, always first to offer healing you too (she's a jealous girl after all).

marcille, at all costs, keeps you as far away from laios as possible too (he pulled your tail once and never again would she let that happen). but really she's no better than him because she cant help but be curious about your wolfish nature, playing with your ears or combing your tail.

so her protectiveness and her curiousity combined makes her ... very clingy. it was like she was the dog on a leash. she's always holding your hand (paw?) or holding onto your arm, anything to keep you by her side. she sleeps closer to you too, though i think she doesnt like it when it gets hot and she ends up rolling around a lot. but when she sleeps, she's usually got your tail in her hands, just gently holding onto it or smoothing over the fur in her sleep.

sometimes it really feels like she got the dog she always wanted lol! it was proven when the party had encountered the shapeshifter and there was distinctly a very cutesy looking puppy-like version of you compared to the other more beasty ones. (marcille had immediately blushed when she saw it lol)

her favorite part of you has to be your tail tho. she has difficulty not giggling whenever it swishes around or whenever it wags when youre happy. despite it not being entire intentional, your body language through your tail was a nice subtle way for marcille to get reassurance on things, to know if youre happy or scared or anxious. it was nice, and shes certain you haven't even realized she was doing it lol.

marcille also loves your strength and agility. it makes her a bit flustered whenever you swiftly rush to her side to protect her or carry her with such ease. you were like those princes she's grew up reading in those silly romance novels she loves. and she loves being your princess so to say, being carried around or rescued (tho i doubt she'd ever admit it, too embarrassed and prideful to lol)

i think too marcille would try to break off your curse if you wanted to. or even if you didn't she'd be trying to. as much as she loves your canine side, part of her is a bit worried about the magic surrounding it. if you told her not to, she'd stop. and really, she'd never try anything without your permission, but it was a nice motivation for her to continue her research on ancient magic.

also .. i like to think she's tried to share sweet with you like a chocolate cake and im sure she had immediately panicked about it after, trying to pry your mouth open or get you to spit it out because chocolate is bad for dogs and oh my god, did she just kill you, oh my god, oh my god, were you going to die? spit that out right now!

i think too when they first entered the golden kingdom, you became very very dog-like, similar to what happened to izutsumi. and, man, marcille was having a field day. while she found the implications a bit strange, she couldn't outright refuse you when you brought her a large stick to play fetch with. embarrassed and a bit excited, she'd play with you in the fields of the kingdom. that and trying to get you and izutsumi to get along better lmao.

[redrose10]

Hello, first of all I would like to start of by saying you are a phenomenal writer. Like I came across your account some time around 5 months back and I might have devoured eyes piece of writing there is to here. I love all the prompt requests you do, be it the snake hybrid Yoongi, or CEO ones or the classic jock trope you did. Loved them all. And especially the coffee shop AU you wrote about Yoongi was so damn good. Like edge of my seat till the end good. So thanks a lot for being that good and for choosing to share it with us.

also could I please request no.2 hybrid au for the au part and no.2 as well for the trope and 29 and 39 for prompts. And if it’s not too much to ask (could it be either of Seokjin, Jungkook or Namjoon)

THANKS A BUNCH and regards

Have a great day

Hi! Thank you so much for the kind words! I hope this is okay for you.

< Milk and Kookie>

Dog Hybrid Jungkook x Cat Hybrid Reader

Warnings: Mentions of injury/blood, mentions of bullying, theres a bet and being used, swearing

Hybrid, Enemies to lovers

#29 “There is more to the story than you’re telling me.”

#39 “That’s a new low for you.”

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You first met Jeon Jungkook when you were both six years old. He was a wild rambunctious loud dog hybrid and you were the quiet calm patient cat hybrid. You had always thought he was annoying, but one day during snack time, he was rough housing with another dog hybrid named Taehyung and he knocked over your chocolate milk. It spilled all over the front of your favorite white dress. Even though he apologized and your mom was able to get the stain out, you could never bring yourself to get over it.

In the third grade you were supposed to have the lead role in the school play. You were super excited and practiced your lines over and over again. The day before the play you were walking in the hallway when you bumped into someone running by. Jungkook looked down at you with wide eyes and held out his hand to help you up while apologizing. You were agitated, but walked away not thinking much of it. The next morning you came down with a terrible stomach bug causing you to have to back out of the play. The next week at school you found out Jungkook had also been sick with very similar symptoms and while you couldn’t prove it, you were sure he was the one that passed on his germs to you when he helped you up in the hallway that day.

Then in the eighth grade you were telling your best friend how you had a huge crush on the new kid, another cat hybrid named Jimin. You were gushing on and on about how he had the prettiest eyes and his hair looked so soft. You knew that he was really into movies so you saved up all of your babysitting money to ask him if he wanted to hangout and go see a movie with you, your treat. You were walking out to the playground where Jimin was with his friends when a ball came flying at your head. You tried to duck, but was not quick enough and the ball smashed right into your face breaking your nose. You dropped to the ground and cried in pain as blood began to drip all over you. You could hear the familiar sound of Jungkook apologizing, but were too distracted by the teachers doting over you and the laughter that was radiating from Jimin and his friends as they pointed at you.

Something changed in the tenth grade though. You were paired up with Jungkook for your home economics class. You were learning how to make a cake from scratch. As you watched him crack the eggs and mix them in with the butter and sugar you noticed how much he had matured. He was quite a bit taller. His shoulders had widened and he’d definitely put on some muscle mass. His dark colored ears were peaking out of his brown hair as he was fully concentrated on mixing the cake while his long tail lazily hung behind him. He looked at you with a big toothy smile and round doe eyes. It was your turn to work on the frosting. You found yourself wondering if he’d always been that attractive.

You also noticed that he was more than annoying or loud. He was incredibly sweet and thoughtful. He was always buying lunch for the kids that couldn’t afford it. He started helping the librarian every day by putting away the books on the top shelf that she couldn’t reach because he didn’t want her standing on the step stool while she was so far along in her pregnancy. One day you failed a test you studied really hard for. He came and found you bringing you your favorite candy. He listened to you cry and he told you everything that was great about yourself so one little failed test shouldn’t matter. You walked home that day feeling much better than you had in a long time.

The two of you became quite good friends. And senior year was when you realized and fully accepted your crush. It was also the year you went through the most miserable embarrassing moment, all because of him.

When you got to school one morning there was a note in your locker,

“Meet me at our spot after school.-Kookie”

You smiled at the cute nickname you had started using for him. He acted like he hated it but got really offended any time you called him anything else. Your spot was behind the school next to a bunch of rose bushes. The two of you often found comfort there watching the flowers bloom as you talked.

You don’t know what you expected when you got to your spot. Deep down you were hoping, maybe expecting that he was going to ask you out. But it certainly wasn’t for Jungkook to be there with your bully, Mia. Her red lipstick staining his face while his hair had clearly been ruffled. It killed you inside that not only wasn’t he interested in you, but he had the audacity to trick you into meeting him so you could watch him make out with the one girl who made your life hell and it was in your spot on top of it.

Jungkook chased after you when he noticed you running away. He called. He texted. He showed up at your house. He followed you around school trying to get you to listen to him. It wasn’t until you threatened to report him to the principal for harassment that he finally backed off. You kicked yourself for ever falling for him and you began to once again hate Jeon Jungkook just like you had the day he spilled your milk.

College was great. You learned new things. Met new friends. Had a few dates. Things were really looking up.

Then a few months into your second year you decided to move off of campus and get yourself an apartment. The only problem being that rent was disgustingly expensive and there was no way you could afford it in your own. Thankfully your co-worker Namjoon, a wolf hybrid, let you know his roommate Jin had recently graduated and moved out so he had an open room, if you didn’t mind living with him and his other roommate. You thought about it for a few days but after some more searching you knew you’d never find a better option. Namjoon was nice and respectful. He seemed tidy enough and always smelled really nice. You didn’t see him as the possibly a murderer type so you agreed to move in.

And it was on a cool Autumn day when you found out that his other roommate was Jungkook.

“What are you doing here?”, he spat while glaring at you in the doorway. You never did understand why HE developed an attitude towards you. He was the one that intentionally hurt you a few years back. You were innocent.

“I’m moving in. What are YOU doing here?”, you questioned back.

“I live here.”

Great. Just absolutely perfectly great. You felt like you were going to be sick because you had already given up your dorm so you had nowhere else to go other than to live with Jungkook.

“I uh guess you two already know each other?”, Namjoon said carrying in the rest of your bags.

Jungkook rolled his eyes, “Yeah something like that.”

It was like you could actually feel your blood boiling. You had no idea how or why he had the nerve to act like he wasn’t the reason things got so bad between you. Thankfully Namjoon had a good sense of of the situation and was able to separate you both giving everyone time to cool off.

Surprisingly it wasn’t as difficult to live under the same roof as Jungkook as you thought it would be. You two went to classes during the day. You worked your part time jobs in the evening. Other than Namjoon you had separate friends so hangouts were with different people. The very few times you crossed paths in the apartment you didn’t even make eye contact let alone speak to each other. It wasn’t that bad.

That all change in one night though. You were getting ready to go on your fourth date with another cat hybrid named Yoongi. He was a few years older, but he was very sweet and gentle and you enjoyed spending time with him.

You walked into the kitchen to get some water and saw Namjoon and Jungkook at the table.

“So meeting Yoongi again? The fourth date right?”, Namjoon said raising his eyebrows up and down.

“Don’t even start Joon. He’s not like that. He’s respectful and patient.”

You heard Jungkook scoff, but you chose to ignore it for your own sanity if anything.

“I don’t know Y/N. I feel like most guys, especially college guys are all the same. They only want one thing.”

“No Joon they’re not all like that. Especially not Yoongi.”

Jungkook once again scoffed and this time shook his head mumbling something you couldn’t quite make out.

“Do you have something to say Jungkook? Because if you do just spit it out already.”

He sat up straight like he was ready to say something, but then leaned back in his chair instead, “Nothing Y/N. Go on your date with YooNGi. See how that works out for you.”

“I will. I bet it’ll work out better than anything between you and me.”, you said throwing a glare his way before slamming the glass down and walking back to your room.

Yoongi: Hey I’m outside :)

You smiled at the message. You loved how he could calm you down so easily. You knew Namjoon had left for his shift, but you still tiptoed to the door hoping not to draw the attention of Jungkook. Unfortunately you weren’t so lucky because he was already waiting for you.

He walked to the door placing his hand on it to prevent you from opening it, “Y/N I know we don’t have a great history, but please don’t go on this date with him.”

“And why is that?”, you hissed trying to pry the door open but he was much stronger than you.

He hesitated, “Just…please Y/N just trust me.”

“Yeah okay. The last time I trusted you, you broke my heart by making sure I caught you kissing the girl who bullied me.”

“What?! I never kiss-“he tried to say but you put your hand up to stop him, “Save it. I don’t want to hear your bullshit excuse. I just want to go on a date with a guy I really like so if you would please…move…your…hand.” You tried pulling as hard as you could but it was useless. Your phone was vibrating in your bag and you knew it was Yoongi wondering where you were.

“Jungkook this is basically a hostage situation at this point so either let me go or I’ll have to call for help.”, you said not messing around any more.

Finally he stepped back, “Fine. Go on your date, but just know that he’s not the person you think he is and if you do go on this date you’re only going to end up hurt.”

His words caught you off guard a little.

“There is more to the story than you’re telling me.”, you said eyeing him up and down. He was looking everywhere around the room other than at you so you knew he had more to say but was nervous.

There was a knock at the door which you were surprised when Jungkook answered it because you both knew who it was.

“You okay?”, Yoongi asked when he saw you standing there.

“Yeah uh sorry my roommate had something to talk about.” You left ignoring the begging from Jungkook to let him explain.

When you returned later that night you walked into the kitchen jumping a little when you saw Jungkook sitting at the table in the dark. He had already prepared a glass of chocolate milk with extra chocolate syrup just like you liked it.

You broke down in tears all over again. He comforted you. You explained how in the middle of what you thought was a great date Yoongi got a text. He got really angry and slammed his phone down grumbling about how he hated loosing. When you questioned him he told you about the bet. A bet he had between him and his friend Hoseok. They both picked women who they thought were prudes and the first one to hookup won the bet. And Hoseoks girl gave in first. So since he didn’t care to be in your presence any more as you were useless to him now, he threw some cash down on the table to cover the bill and left you alone at the restaurant. You cried most of the way home and finally really broke down fully infront of Jungkook.

He sat there in silence, every once in a while encouraging you to take a sip of milk or reminding you to breathe.

“Di-Did you know about the bet?”, you whispered in between sobs.

He nodded while licking his lips.

“That’s a new low for you.”, you said shaking your head, “Why do you go out of your way to try and hurt me? Huh? Why Jungkook? What did I ever do to you?”

You could feel more tears coming on as he pulled you into his embrace. As much as you wanted to push him away you were exhausted and cold and he was warm and soft and smelled like comfort.

He took a deep breath, “Its not like that Y/N…well not completely. I heard Yoongi and Hobi talking in class one day. They said they were looking for a nice shy woman they could take on a date. I told them about you. I just wanted you to find someone that made you happy. At the time I didn’t know what their true intentions were. Then yesterday in class I heard them talking about the bet. Hobi said his girl had been all over him last time so he thought he was going to win. Yoongi was clearly irritated and said something about you being even harder to fuck than he thought. I wanted to punch him right there. That’s why I was trying to get you to skip the date tonight. I’m sorry Y/N. I’ve never tried to intentionally hurt you.”

“Yeah…that’s why you purposely asked me to meet at our spot just so I could catch you kissing Mia.”, you said feeling your anger bubbling again.

“Mia? Mia…ooohhhhh high school Mia?”

“Yep…I got your note about meeting at our spot after school. I thought maybe you liked me back…maybe you were gonna ask me out. But boy was I wrong. I saw you standing there with her lipstick all over your face…I guess I was dumb for thinking you liked me anyways.”

He ran his hands through his hair and he turned to look at you, “Is that why you ignored me all this time?”

“Of course it is Jungkook!! Do you know how much that hurt? And it was worse that you did it on purpose. It would’ve been one thing to accidentally catch you, but you purposely set me up.” You could feel another round of tears coming on. Quickly you tried to get up to leave but he grabbed your arm and pulled you back down. His ears were laid so far back down into his hair the that you could barely see them.

“Y/N…I…I didn’t kiss Mia that day. I know that’s what it looked like, but it’s not what happened. She overheard me asking someone for ideas on how to ask you out. She offered to help. She said she would handle it and that I should just show up. I thought she was just being nice…maybe she wanted to make it up to you for all the bullying or something. I had flowers and a little speech prepared and everything. I was so nervous. We were waiting for you. I asked her if my hair looked okay and she went to fix it a little and then she just…she kissed me. I pushed her away, but you’d already seen it. I chased after you. I tried for weeks to explain but you wouldn’t let me.”

“Wait so you really were going to ask me out?”

He smiled to himself, “Yeah I’ve liked you for a long time. Like since we were little kids. I just couldn’t ever seem to not screw things up with you.”

“What do you mean?”, you questioned.

“Like every time I try to help you I end up making it worse. I was trying to stop Taehyung from bumping into you but instead I knocked your milk all over your dress. There was that time I kicked the ball and broke your nose. I just wanted to get your attention to distract you from asking Jimin out because I knew he was going to reject you but I missed my kick. Or when I got you sick before the play. I had heard your understudy say she was going to trip you on the stairs so that she could take your part. I was going to tell the teacher when I ran into you. It’s just like we were never meant to be.”, he laughed feeling sorry for himself

“Well…I mean we are a cat and dog so it kind of makes sense.”, you smiled before resting your head on his shoulder. You chuckled when he quickly grabbed his tail to hide the fact it was beginning to wag in excitement. Just from his hands you could tell he was blushing and you knew your cheeks were heating up too.

“I’m sorry your date didn’t end well.”, he spoke after a few moments.

“That’s okay. It’s for the better I guess. There’s someone else I’d rather be out on a date with anyways.”

“Oh.”, he pouted, “Well I hope he treats you better than the last one.”

“Oh my god Kookie…it’s you! I’d rather be on a date with you!”

His eyes widened at the realization and his tail began to furiously wag even in his hold to try and stop it before he tried to play it cool, “Oh yeah okay. I totally knew that.”, he said, “Want to go to that diner for a late night date?”

“Will you buy me a chocolate milk?”, you playfully asked already putting on your jacket.

He held his hand out for you to grab and began leading you down the hall, “Of course, I’ll even throw in some pancakes too if you want.”

“We’ll see…I’m more of a cookie with my milk kind of cat.”

[mockiery]

it makes me crazy that like. In 2x06 Tallahassee when they were paralleling Hook and Neal with Emma's distrust, did that have planned that Killian was Neal/Baelfire's guardian and Bae was Killian's (unknowing) kinda stepson for a while? How much did they know about how Killian would've influenced the man Neal became yk? bc if I think about their narrative effects on each other especially in reference to Emma for 2 seconds I go down a spiral

Like I read on the wiki that Colin had been signed on for 5 episodes that could potentially turn into the full season, and Tallahassee is in those 5 but 2x22 And Straight On Til Morning definitely doesn't. was it in the ideas but hadn't been nailed down or did they come up with it later or was it the whole plan bc y'allllllll.

In the Enchanted Forest climbing the beanstalk to steal the golden compass, Emma's distrust of Hook is directly informed by her history with Neal/Baelfire as partners in crime that ended with Neal's betrayal.

Baelfire was on the Jolly Roger for an unspecified amount of time, under Hook's protection, and Killian took a liking to him enough to risk the wrath of Pan by hiding him. He taught him how to sail. He saw Milah and himself in Bae, he wanted to give Bae a home, a family.

Neal is shown on multiple occasions as being incredibly tactful, an effective and creative problem solver with street smarts for days. He doesn't like magic but he can play the game of it without having any. He's a survivor and self-preserver as much as Killian is, and is honestly better at it than Killian for the most part.

Bae lived in Neverland for as long as Killian did or longer, and he did it alone for most of that time, resisting being made a lost boy (at least not indefinitely, theres a lot that we don't know about Neverland character history). You could say he got a lot of his smarts from Rumple if u'd like, but Rumple protected and shielded him from the world, he didn't learn much that helped him survive from his father besides arguing and making deals.

So Bae learned his defining strengths on the fly trying to survive in Neverland and in the real world, and I think Killian would've taught him a lot too, a lot of the foundational stuff. Look at the way Killian enjoys looking after Henry in s3b onward, teaching him sailing, teaching him sword-fighting, busting out weighted die and teaching Henry that it's only cheating if you get caught. Killian sees Bae in Henry and says as much, and he's literally teaching Henry the same thing that he taught Bae with the sailing, and probably everything else. Bae learned thieving in London in the past before he met the Darlings, but u can't tell me he didn't learn plenty of pirate and thieving skills and ideas from Killian.

Emma's distrust of Hook is based in Neal's betrayal. But Neal's strengths and his approach to survival that drove him and Emma into the stolen watch situation in the first place were directly influenced by Killian. When August goes to Neal and tells him who Emma is, what her destiny is, Neal doesn't want to abandon her with nothing to show for it, but he does anyone thanks to August keeping the money. He doesn't know about Emma's pregnancy, he doesn't know that August is not going to be there for her like he asked him to. It's a selfish decision for him to screw her over without saying a word to her, but he's trying to believe August will have her back if he can't. And he wants out of this life of thievery, he'd talked about settling down with her. He wants a simple life, one that isn't on the run from the law or from magic, and he, now knowing Emma's identity and destiny, wants to get away bc now he knows he couldn't have that simple life with her, that her fate cannot be changed.

And August scratches at his insecurity of what life he's living now, that he's bad for Emma. So far he's been an improvement, but now she has family and people that are waiting on her and need her. In his weakness, in his fear, he thinks that he and that Emma aren't going to be able to change from these paths. A doubt that he learned from his father's betrayal and refusal to change for him, and one that he projected onto Killian after learning of his history with Milah and vengeance quest against Rumple.

Baelfire rejects Killian's plea that he stay, that Killian says he can change for Bae, but Baelfire doesn't believe it. He believes Killian only cares for himself and those kinds of people can't change, bc of his father. And Neal misses that he did the same when he betrayed Emma, that it was selfish of him to want to step away without facing her, without checking for himself, without trying harder, all because of her ties to the magical realm he wants nothing to do with.

With Bae's rejection, Killian does a very similar thing. I think he justifies handing Bae over to Pan bc Pan would find Bae anyway, its inevitable and Bae will never forgive him, so Killian might as well get something out of it. Bae doesn't trust him or want to stay with him anyway, might as well burn the bridge that Bae has torn down. With Pan pleased, he can kill Rumplestiltskin better than if Pan isn't happy, and maybe that'll be enough to do well by Bae and Milah, to kill the bastard who crushed Milah's heart for abandoning their son and then promptly abandoned his son anyway.

Neal justifies his betrayal by the fact that it'll be better for Emma in the long run, better for whatever curse bullshit she's destined to fix, and maybe he can see her again once all the magic bullshit he doesn't want anything to do with is done.

So when Emma sees Neal in Killian, she's seeing what Killian helped put there with what he did right and how he failed Bae, the survival instinct and destructive burning of bridges when things turn sideways. In 2x05 Hook flips to help Emma, Snow, and company to get the compass instead of Cora. So at the top of the beanstalk, she knows he'll betray if he sees a better option that suits him, and that's exactly what she thinks Neal did.

Anyway. I just wish the show didn't get weird love-triangle-y with Hook and Neal in s3, these two have way more baggage with each other than just them both crushing on Emma, like. Killian had an immense impact of who Neal became, and I neeeeeeeeded more about that dear god

[fromdove]

im so curious abt ur shifting experience! can u just like.. talk about it. like have you ever succeeded, is ur script all cute. anything, i wanna know.

OH my god i’m so glad you asked this, anon… you beautiful invisible angel… you glorious mystery being… i’m literally releasing a cloud of doves in your anonymous honour as we speak. they’re circling the sky. flapping dramatically. cooing your name. it’s a whole thing 🕊️🕊️🕊️💌

anyway. uh. anti-shifters? can you like. not. ☹️ go drink water or stare at the sun or something idk. just don’t be weird. if ur mean i will... block you...like instantly. no discussion. no appeals. bonk. banned. this is not a democracy. you do not have freedom of speech here. im the dictator and manager here. sorri ok bye <3

disclaimer warning sirens etc: i hate using the terms “cr” and “dr” 😭 they make my brain itch. but like. what else am i supposed to call them. also i dont know how to use some terms now.....because recently ive been reading so much on non dualism and stuff now im just like....confusion. i tried. i gave up. if i said anything wrong then correct me coz guys....im new to non dualism ok .... frown face. language is fake

OKAY so basically… i used to be completely unwell about scripting. fully. obsessed. i had an entire system. made my own CR script template too—super cute, all baby pinks and blues and beach-summer ahahahah. if anyone wants it lmk bc she’s still tucked safely away in the notion vault mwahaha

BUT nowadays??? i truly do not gaf. not writing all that. there are too many realities i wanna visit. too many ideas. too many lives calling my name. and honestly, my consciousness already knows what i want. i don’t need to give it a 47-page doc. i have stuff to do. like.... shift. LMAO

like YES i know you don’t have to script that much, but i love detail ok......? i love making it pretty and organized and and and. but the list of realities i wanna shift to is so long it’s laughable. it’s soul-deep. i can’t be writing a mini-biography for every version of me out there. it’s too much.

recent update: i’ve been moving away from full-on LOA (law of assumption) and into non-dualism, but i still dabble in LOA stuff. i’m not married to any one framework rn, just learning, testing things out. exploring. walk with me.

soooo i have this concept of a waiting room—like a base i’ll shift to. haven’t scripted it, (lol, theme of the day), because like i said, miss pure consciousness will do it for me because i dont care. buttttt i’ve got a clear-ish version in my head. a rough copy of it in my mind. it’s a central hub that links to all my drs. each reality has its own (huge cutesy) room. i walk through a door, im in the room, theres a portal, if i wanna go that reality i will enter the portal and boom: reality shift. clean. easy. the portal thing is kinda extra but i think its cute

the whole thing’s in this techy-modern disney princess castle. holograms and sparkle. very futuristic. in each room i’ll be able to see all my dr info—faceclaims, lore, backstory, whatever—floating around like glowing holographic tabs. and i can update them whenever i want....prob wont need to tho

some of these realities will be based on existing media, but a lot won’t. some will be entirely original, made by my consciousness from scratch. whole new lives, new people, new vibes. like made from scratch nara smith style (see why i said i cant script for all of them......like some dont even exist in any media here) . i honestly love that kind of freedom.

in the waiting room, i’ll always be 15 (bc i love this age + i am 15 rn), but in the DRs i’ll grow and age normally. the waiting room’s kind of like my “cr” if we must call it that (we mustn’t. but we do). it’s where i come back to.

and it’s not plain either. ofc its not. hello do u know me. it’s a castle. like a CASTLE castle. modern. big, cozy, cinematic. massive bedroom. cinema room. walls of books. every streaming service. and whenever i crave something to eat it just. shows up. logic doesn’t apply. doesnt exist. comfort does !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so yeah. that’s kind of the rough idea for now. my consciousness will handle the rest tbh. i trust her. anyway. hope this made sense. bye. i’m gonna go eat now <3

[moonrisecoeur]

Hi moon! Hope you're doing well!

Just wanted to send in a little question in hopes of getting some brain-dumping from you. But, if you want, can you talk more about Leon being needy and touch-deprived? Could be in any context (fluff or smutty) or any version of Leon (because let's face it, he's a pathetic baby across the board) but just wanted to hear your thoughts about that! <3

nicyyyy omg hi :3 i love seeing u on my dash and especially in my inbox heh !! hope you're well and work is good !! i'm doing awesome actually i got a 92 on my midterm that i could have sworn i should have failed. haha anyway!!

mostly fluff but theres a little bit of smutty thoughts too <3

hmm fluffy touchy leon is always such a favorite topic of mine ahhh i love re4r leon being touchy because like c'mon you're like his romantic second partner ever and, not even in like a romantic context, he doesn't get touched a lot!! i mean who is out here giving him hugs and giving him comfort when he's a literal killing machine? he doesn't really even feel worthy of comfort and touch, so he doesn't like asking for it. you gotta disguise it as you wanting comfort or else he'll try to push you away.

"no, sweetheart, i don't need you to baby me. really, it's fine, i don't even like it that much to begin with, it's fine," he says, but then if you say that you want a hug and you want comfort then of course he'll oblige!! and he won't notice it but the way you're rubbing his back in soothing circles as you hold him is definitely a sign that you're doing this for him!!

but also even in circumstances where he doesn't 'need' comfort, he still likes touch. you putting your hand on his arm or resting your cheek on his shoulder is enough to satisfy him in little moments like this.

i can also see every single version of leon being big fan of running his fingers through his partner's hair (or like just patting n petting their head if u got curly hair haha). like!! it's so close and soft and intimate, and he likes making you feel comfy. even if it's a brief hand on the back of your neck, scratching the base of your scalp gently as he leans in to kiss you, he can't get over it.

i also see all leons but especially re2r and re4r being especially fond of his partner cupping his cheek and holding his jaw as you look for little wounds or scratches. you know what i mean? do we see the vision? you're all worried for him, looking at him with such care and gentleness and he's looking right back at you with heart eyes good BYE !!

omggg he loves brushing a piece of hair behind your ear absentmindedly as you're talking. gawd especially like id or re6 good lord, like you're rambling about something and he just sits there listening to you, smiling because he thinks you're the most beautiful thing on this planet, and he reaches out to tuck of a piece of hair away and brushing his thumb against your cheek in the process. god my brain would stop i'd lose any thoughts in my head i would be contractually obligated to suck this man's dick im SORRY OMG

omg you know those guys who say their love language is physical touch but you know its just because they want sex like leon ACTUALLY feels love with touch both giving and receiving. like when he comes home from a mission and just collapses into your arms, poor thing!! you rub his back and press kisses to his temple and he just breaks down crying cux he misses you !! he hates being away from you but for your safety and for his too (because he knows the government would hold your life over his head too) he has to keep going on these missions even though they're literally killing him.

i think he learns to be better about accepting touch and affection overall with age. especially like di leon like he's always giving you hugs and kisses but like he just cannot get enough of you!! he gets less touch deprived and needy the longer he spends in a healthy, committed relationship. he still wants to touch you but he doesn't need it so intensely like he was younger.

also like we sometimes think of di leon like the conclusion, the ending, where he's completely or mostly healed of all his trauma. just because he's not as emo doesn't mean he's full gotten past everything. he's still trapped to some extent. sure, he's not the worn down, pathetic alcoholic old man that he was in re6 or vd and he's got friends he can rely on and he's doing better, but i still think he struggles with feeling worthy of the attention and care of others. he's probably not the best communicator of that either!! so just like with re4r leon, you might have to disguise it as for you as opposed to for him. he recognizes this but doesn't say anything or stop you.

as for smuttyyy hmm i like the idea of leon being touchy and affectionate during sex. like if he's single and it's just a one night stand he met at the bar, then no. absolutely not. he probably won't kiss them on the lips, mostly because he's deprived of that affectionate stuff and will definitely get attached. (edit: actually the more i think about it... maybe he would be overly touchy with some stranger because he's desperate and needs it soooo bad.. what if that scares them away and he gets all sad.. dawg now i'm sad) but if it's his long term partner then he absolutely wants to hold your hand, let you touch him however you like.

on days where he's more needy and touch deprived, i can see him leaning a bit more dominant, just taking what he wants. of course ur not gonna fight him because it's the one time he'll actually seek physical comfort without it having to be a battle between you and his own insecurities. he holds you tightly and possessively, claiming you as his, and gawd i mean what else do you do besides go along with it?

cuz like i don't see him as a total sub (sub leaning switch men x dom leaning switch women representation) but i do also see his neediness manifesting in him poorly communicating his needs. i mean, let's be real. he's not the coolest guy. he's shy and awkward and canonically not good with women (and i'm sure men too). but if you coax him into voicing what he wants from you... he gives in and lets you take care of him.

couple extra random notes:

re2r leon after the events of raccoon city finds it hard to be touchy feely and everything. tries to keep his distance cuz he's so in his head and upset about what happened.

re4r leon struggles a lot emotionally and mentally and thus is very in the most in need of comfort yet the least likely to get it as he can't communicate it very well :( plus he doesn't have a lot of agency/free will in his life so as much as i wanna say "you just gotta give him love!! he deserves it!!" it also feels like he would push away anyone who is too affectionate and loving with him. as bad as it sounds it feels like just another burden being forced onto him.

id leon i would say gives me the least touch starved needy vibes. i also feel like they made him a little too cool in id, he's not loser-y enough to be leon kennedy you know ?? but he's keeping himself busy in order to not have to think about his traumas and problems, and trying to ignore his obvious need for attention and companionship.

re6 leon is struggglinggggg he is barely able to keep himself together and just some gentle touches and love breaks him down to an emotionally needy mess. this is the man that would accidentally be overly loving and affectionate with a stranger he met at the bar.

[pr1ncessar1]

A little gal rant bcs some ppl pmo

OKAYY idk if it just me but something that just INFURIATES me when it comes to gyaru is when ppl make the fatest freaking excuses not to do it.

Like, I understand if youre in a situation where you just got NO type of access to make n shit and that you can wait to do it later on but saying stuff like “its too expensive” “i dont have the clothes tew much moneyyy🥺🥺” “i dont knoww howww” LIKE OMGG JUST PRACTICE!??I KNOW SHOCKINGG

LIKE YOU HAVE A DOLLAR STORE 5 MINS AWAY FROM YOU. A BLACK AND WHITE LINER AND SOME LASHES WILL DO YOU GOOD I PROMISE.

OG GALS WERE LITERALLY USING POSCA PENS TO DRAW ON THEIR WHITE LINER (some still do).

PLUS you can literally wear anythinggg and still be gal. Theres literally a WHOLEE SUBSTYLE INSPIRED OFF OF AMERICAN FASHION. HOW TF WOULD U NOT HAVE THAT IN YOUR CLOSET OR EVEN A GOODWILL.

Instead of bitching and whining abt not having clothes, learn to DIY. Lady_lavvender on insta and tiktok literally made a DIA belt from scratch and im sure you can too (Hobby Lobby or Micheals even Walmart would do you the right supplies). Slapping some pink bows and ribbons on a pair of heel, EVEN BETTER!!!

Pleasee for the love of Black Diamond, just do your research, practice, DIY. Its not hard I promise. Me personally, Gyaru is a lifestyle and something you need to commit to. If you really want to participate and become gyaru you have to be able to overcome obstacles.

BEFORE YOU COME AT MEE. Ikk im also a baby gal and most likely should not have a word it it but its just something im noticing a lot esp on tiktok. Unless you just like the style (like wearing it for funsies and not labeling youself as a gal) thats fine but dont call yourself a gal If you cant do those simple things.

I don’t want to seem rude and add on to the bitchy gyaru stereotype but it just kills me whenever i have to go back n forth with someone abt this subject. Its such an easy solution to fix. (╯°□°）╯︵ ( . 0 .)

Also the fashion is only half of it. You need to have the mindset aswell. THat does not mean going around saying you have a gal mindset only without doing any makeup. Thats a big no no💀. BE CONFIDENT AND STAND OUT

[hermesserpent-stuff]

So this is an au Im constructing with @honey-minded-hivemind for xmen evolution! This au is the yandere infection au.

This au is predicated on a silly idea I had where remy has the same face, nose, and eye shape as sinister’s dead wife rebecca. And has the same hair color as before she died it black. After a glimpse of remy through some cameras or due to hiring the guild for a job Sinister gets a little obsessed with Remy. Is that her descendant somehow???? He has decided, in that line of obsession in his head since he was unable to save his wife and sons from illness and death, that he will make Remy immortal no matter what Remy wants. 

Then he accidentally makes a viral infection that makes other mutant get a little (lot) platonic yandere about Remy. It passes through cuts. So a infected has to break the skin of a noninfected; scratches and bites. 

Those infected slowly have their pupils become ringed with gold, and the tips of their hair turn bubble gum pink before shifting to a reddish fushia. The infected become more flexible and have keener sniffers. They also have venom that acts like a sedative  when they the target. Target being remy. It doesnt really impact anyone else. The infected want to keep Remy safe, cared for, warm, tucked away from the world, and fed. They see the world as a danger to Remy and dont understand why he keeps fighting them.

17 year old Remy is not having a good time. So many different people come after him. He just wants to be mostly left alone and wants to be able to do his job!!

Plot stages ish:

Logan is the first infected, accidentally getting involved in one of SInisters abandoned labs that happens to hold the infection. He starts having an urge. That blends with a lot of his other feral urges to hunt for a particularly sweet and soothing scent. It slowly starts to drive him nuts when he does not have the scent in front of him. He hunts down Remy who is outside of the Acoylte base for a small job Magneto wanted him to run. WOlverine is nearly fully feral and they have a bit of a fight before Wolvie pins him and tries a bit of the X-men spiel “theres good in you. You can do better ect.” but since his brain is altered he wont take no for an answer and drags a pissed off Remy back towards the . Remy refuses to say his real name so everyone is calling him gambit.

Logan drags the kit to safety for the night and feeds hims and makes sure he gets all the blankets but Remy gets out of the motel the next morning with ease and Logan tracks him down. The acolytes get involved with this fight and they all get infected (colossus, pyro, and Creed)

Back to base:

When they get back to the acolyte base the infected start to grow noticeably more  overprotective and overbearing and overwhelming which Remy is not used to from anyone, as thieves generally try to go unnoticed. Remy begins to worry over how they are acting. He had become colleges and sort of enemies with these people over the last few months and he knows they dont act… like this. 

“hes really worried over how they were acting. gambit looks up from his mug of coffee as creed offers him another pillow. no. this is too weird. he gets up and collosus pushes him back down. and Remy does not take well to being shoved around”

Creed keeps trying to make the nest softer, colossus keeps trying to get him warm drinks and pyro, who has always eaten Remy’s food with delight (stealing it at times till Remy just started making enough for the team and feeding the lot of them) starts talking about learning to cook for Remy. 

Remy notes the physical changes and decides that this might not be mind control and he needs help solving this. 

He slips out while they are sleeping because this batch of yandere have not yet learned that he can be very slippery when he wants to be.

Return of the feral:

Logan tackles him as soon as he gets out of the base as the feral had been trying to hunt him down and he is dragged back to the X Men mansion, much to his irritation. He has work to do !!!

Some convos:

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Remy, greeting Xavier: Please get him OFF ME!!!

Xavier: in his pajamas, was awoken, is concerned

Xavier: Remy?? Logan, why do you have Remy??

Logan: snaps out of it a bit

Logan: Wait... when did we get here?

Remy: You don't know?!

Remy is furious.

Remy: Well if you dont know when and why, then Im outta here!!

Logan: *growls* no.

Remy: the hell you mean no homme!!??? *angry cajun noises*

Logan: It's cold, it's dark, and it's bedtime

Remy: So?! I don't live here!!!

Logan: Well... why don't you? Live here, then?

Remy: ...

Remy: Are you serious?

Xavier: Logan, please explain yourself

Logan: Look at him xaiver. hes a tiny pup. he needs to be fed more. and he has good in him. he belongs here. where it is safe. much safer than wandering around!

Xavier: We can discuss this over tea

Remy: Hmph!

Later-

Xavier: sees the good in Remy

Xavier: Hmmm... despite my friend's odd way of bringing you here for a visit, perhaps you would like to join us, my boy?

Remy: ???

Remy: Non. I got a job to get back to monsieur. Merci for the tea, but I need to go... Theres somethin' I need to figure out and fix *thinking of the acolytes strangeness*

Logan is very not pleased. 

Logan: Its two in the morning. youre not going out in the dark with no sleep! bed!

Remy; Then you let this cajun leave?

logan: *shrugs*

Xavier: If you decide to

Remy: Oookay?

Later- 

Remy: is in bed

Remy: is enjoying the warm blankets

Logan: is guarding his door 

Storm: Is that necessary?

Logan: Hrmmmm... yes

--

Remy slips out through a window at the crack of dawn and Logan flies into a worried rage that scares some of the x-men. Now the X-Teens are trying to find Gambit, so they'll know he's okay, and so Logan can calm down. Something’s not right…

The hunt:

Remy is now on the run while trying to figure out the problem. But his knowledge of medical science is limited. But he utilizes every connection he has and does a ton of research. And all these people are following him. He is in less control of his charges and other powers because of a lack of sleep. Gambit is slowly losing his mind and jumping at shadows and waking up at tiny noises in the middle of the night. Does not help that the Acolytes had burst in while he slept more than once. 

He fights with both teams more than once.

(TBC)

[bismuthburnsblue]

✨2024 makes wrap up! ✨

this ended up being a big year for me in terms of makes, though it didnt really feel like it at the time! im also realising how many of these projects i never did a proper wrap up post for, so i will try and do some more of those over the coming weeks!

Total sewing projects: 11 Costumes completed: 3 UFOS finished: 1.5 (one was a long-awaited alteration) buttons sewed for coworkers: 13 (ish)

and the full list, with links to posts as i write them!

Anne Pants

Anne Blouse

Anne Corset

Flora Dress

Janet Skirt

Record Bag

Ginny Skirt alteration

Ginny Vest

The Coat

Skirt alteration

Minecraft Guardian plushie

bonus mentions:

(things that werent sewing projects or didnt get completed, but felt important enough not to leave off!)

Anne necklace

Cross stitch progress

design a dress

swallow ita bag

below the cut ive wrote a little about the projects with pictures, if you wanna read more in depth thoughts!

Anne took up most of the start of my year, working from february to may on the parts of the costume. it took me outside my comfort zone in a lot of ways- my first time making pants, and the corset presented a whole bunch of new challenges, being in leather- any seam i made was impossible to fix. i made a whole bunch of mistakes, but im incredibly happy with the overall results anyway.

I took a break after Anne, chilled out, did some cross stitch, only to jump head first into Flora on an impulse (aka my friend said "do you want to?" and i said "say less") In spite of the time crunch, she was quite an easy build, following a pattern, not too much fitting, and most of the problems ended up being of my own making. after coming back to redo her hem in october, im super happy with how things came out!

I floated around for a bit over the summer, messing around with patterning the wing collar for the design-a-dress for a while, working on my Janet skirt, and patterning a couple other miscellaneous things before throwing myself into mcm prep again! as mentioned, i redid my Flora hem, and i also decided to learn a new type of skill! bag making!!!

Looking at my archive, i dont think i ever posted anything about the bag i made for Maggie, which is frankly a crime, because i love this thing!!! it was absolutely a learning curve & i didnt have all the best choice of materials (it was mostly scraps from my job and things from in my stash) but i really did learn so much that i can take forward into the future- which there definitely will be a future! i already have plans for at least three more bag projects, and im gonna figure out how to make ita bags too :D

then it was full steam ahead into november, and i decided i could finish another costume this year, and so it was time for Ginny! She was a mix of refashioning & from scratch work, but every fabric piece was made with recycled materials. I loved making this costume, it was super fun to mess around with techniques with no worry about how professional it looked at the end because she was such an obscure costume!

At the same time i was working on Ginny, i decided it was high time i finally finished the coat i started working on... two years ago ''':) this too was all about learning new techniques and understanding proper construction, and i am so, so happy with the results. theres definitely a couple pieces id like to come back and revisit at some point (looking at you, collar -_-) but i know those are mostly things only im going to see. im so glad i put it down for a while, i think ive done a lot better than i would have done this time last year- and i know when ive given it some time and come back again, ill do better then, too. but its wearable and cute, and i finally have a lovely winter coat :)

I thought i would be finishing the year with a couple of long overdue alterations to my favourite skirts, but i ended up only getting one done when my coworker asked for help making a christmas present for their friends kid. the second she showed me the pattern, i knew i could do better, and so i wrapped up my year with a mad dash to make a plushie guardian in a week before i finished work for the year.

You should know by now i love a challenge, and this sure was something different! i think id do things differently if i had more time, but im super happy with how this guy came out! it was great practice for satin stitching on my machine & working with tricky fabrics, and i think id definitely like to make another one, with a few changes to the design- and the colours of the fabric, as i had nothing to do with those! im telling the kid its a shiny guardian ;) either way, i hope the kid has a great time using him as a mace !!

and thats my year in review!! im hoping next year ill be able to do another one of these and be just as proud of everything ive achieved :)