#this ofc started as a study and then I thought why not render

[mossymandibles]

I was looking back at an old kraw teeth post and thought man that looks weak as hell so I redrew him showing off his chops😬 once again using baboons as reference.

It’s not a side others often see of him anymore, but it’s still there.

[taegularities]

My Drabble review🤭:

Idk why but my heart swelled reading the first few lines bc I missed the warmth of their relationship/friendship and even though it’s only a flashback, it’s given me sm hope that they can overcome this issue and really be together all in😢.

When it’s mentioned that oc was reluctant to go home and would rather over something silly w jk really interest me because now I’m thinking about how long ago did she start really becoming fond of him🤔 ofc they’re hooking up and stuff and she’s stressed and wants a release, but I would usually go hang w one of my closer friends than my newly fwb yk??: “But you genuinely did not notice how late it was — between studying and going out for a late night snack alone, time passed. It does quickly when you’re reluctant to go home.”

“If you peeked long enough, you bet you could see his perked, brown nipples, right there on his firm, hard pecs.” SAME GIRL SAMEEEE🌚

No idc what anyone says, they may have started as friends w benefits, but I feel like there always has been lingering feelings oc felt, but just didn’t want to admit to bc all the little habits he has that usually annoy her from anyone else, but she can tolerate (can I say even loves) coming from him like cracking his fingers nonstop?? It may not be important, but there was more than just sexual tension between them idk🫸

Ik OC loves arguing just for the sake of it bc she was really anticipating bantering back and forth w JK (ik this is her type of foreplay😭😭): “I’ll tell her to regrade my paper. Make me fail the class. Will you be happy then?’…You say nothing. You hadn’t anticipated this.”

“Even if,” you tell him, “it’s none of your business.” I know OC’s life is more in the public eye and stuff and they had just got to know each other, but they both have some deep traumas that they’re reluctant to tell each other and i know this Drabble is still from when they first started hooking up, I wonder if there’s still anything now that OC hasn’t told JK??

“Listen,” he cards his fingers through his hair, and the strands fall back into his face so beautifully.” Just imagining this omg I’m so down bad for JK😞🥲🩷🩷🩷

“You came because you want me, and that’s driving you crazy.” It’s a bold statement. But it makes you hold your breath. “Because you think about it way too much.” Ok now who told him to examine it this much🙄🙄🙄 this only means he overthinks situations too and thinks about HER WAY TOO MUCH AS WELL😊 but he really got her speechless w that😭😭

“Yeah, yeah, you're an enigma. One that definitely doesn't like it when I do this, right?” Without a warning, rendering you speechless, he touches your thigh. Journeys down to your knee. “Should I stop?” This was so smooth I’m speechless. I have no thoughts just a *** *****😵‍💫

“Dark, starry. Tender yet dangerous. Luring you in on purpose, so you're trapped.” 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 your descriptions will be the end of me omggg

Ok wait I’m rethinking my earlier statement now because they weren’t even FWB when the Drabble started, so she definitely felt something for him w just plain old hookups huh🤔

I really wonder what happened at that frat party that made them never forget it and stick together for so long. Most of the time frat parties are places where you can’t remember a thing after it’s over, but this night single-handedly changed the course of their relationship and I feel like it’s way more deeper than just a hookup (idk I like to be dramatic)

“And when he grips your hair out of the blue, you gasp, noses almost clashing when he pulls you to his face, and he interrupts, “Stop fucking doubting me for once. It’s exasperating.” Didnt even start the smut yet but I need more aggressive JK>>>>>>>

“Tilting his head, he deepens the sloppy kiss with a hum, breathing whenever possible as you let tiny, yet innocent whimpers into his mouth. The wet noises of the kiss stir your mind, his entire being reckless when his palms shift to your ass.” Omg my ***** is ** *** * can’t ******* I’m not ******* ** *** I’m going crazyzyzyayx😂😂😂😂😂😂

“you’ve ruined any other pussy for me.” The most iconic line of CMI EVER🌚🌚

“…Can’t mess with anyone anymore because of this gem you’ve got.” You don’t know whether he sounds angry or overwhelmed by lust. “Will never come across anything better.” I just melted wtf omg🫠🫠🫠

“Beautiful and inviting. Thick, towering, even when not fully hard. The tip is glistening with precum, veins spreading along the length… and there’s a mole on his dick, right at the base.”🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐

“Protection is never a hundred percent, but this is new. The way it splits in half when you want to roll it over his dick, draping over your hand like a ruined glove. You glance at it with wide eyes, up to him, then back to it again, and then curse, “Fuck.” THE CONDOM RIPPING HAS ME CRYING😭😭😭 ONLY THAT WOULD HAPPEN TO THEM AND CAUSE EVEN MORE STEAMY SEX

I can’t wait for the day we get the frat party reveal because I genuinely want to know how fucked up OC got to not even remember a thing😭😭😭 and like how those events led us here because we can’t even rely on ole girls memory to help us out🙄🙄

“…but he surprises you when you start moving, holding your thighs in place as he says, “Wait. Not yet. Just wanna… Just a bit…His forehead lazily falls against your shoulder for a second, and you brush along his arms, feeling the bicep” cockwarming🥹🥹🥹 oh how I love cockwarming❤️❤️❤️ lmfaoaoaoa no but this made me melt again seriosuly🫠🫠🫠

“Nothing. You’re just. So pretty.” The praise is sudden; it’s not quite unusual for him, because you know he finds you pretty.” I miss them sm the angst is hurting me😭😭😭 they are so in love it hurts #rip⭐️

“his teeth running along your jaw, down to your tits until he’s sucking in a sensitive nipple. A strong hand palms your boob from below, pushing it up, lighting up your veins.” I think I’m the biggest sucker for tittysucking idk 🤷‍♀️ it just seems the second most intimate after cockwarming during sex for me🤷‍♀️🤓

“Take his hand from your hip and bring it to your mouth, pushing two fingers in that he previously had knocked into your cunt…Diligently, with quiet, low hums, you suck them clean, biting back your moans, different from him voicing endless groans.” I lied I’m an even bigger sucker for fingerlicking/sucking🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

Anal tease…🤭🤭🤭

“You’re…” He gulps, stalling for a moment. “You're beautiful.” He’s down even worse omg. They have such passionate sex it’s borderline “making love” and no one can deny that!

“The truth is that you’re more than okay being here. Other options aren’t as gratifying, and this… he… takes your mind off things. He might be tiresome once in a while, but his place is inviting.” My babys🥲🥲🥲🥲

“Jungkook’s climax is nothing you’ll ever get used to. A phenomenon each time. So vocal, so pretty, deep dimples of focus in his cheeks, a hard jaw. Flexing muscles. Rapid breathing when he’s finally empty.” ** ***** ** *********!!! #rip⭐️

The shower scene🥲 they’re so domestic and cute and this is just the beginning of their relationship I can’t wait for what’s next🤭🤭🤭

I literally am realizing how much I love your smut like wtf you’re a beast omgggg #myfav

This was such a good Drabble and sorry for taking so long to send this in, life🙄🙄🙄 but I’m going to reread this again right after sending it and it was such a cute distraction from the mess that is now CMI7.5 (review coming soon🫠) I loved sm rid thank u for always putting ur all into the work you release for us❤️❤️❤️

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I COULDN'T FIND THIS REVIEW IN MY INBOX ANYMORE, like i got so fkn scared but it came back when i refreshed 😭 tumblr why phew

this drabble was definitely a way to escape the reality we're seeing right now. there's so much comfort between them, and that's kind of why i teared up writing it? like there's no angst at all in this one, but... yeah it hurt, comparing those moments with the heartbreak they're going through rn.

i guess the reason she went to him instead of her friends could be as simple as... she was nearby, his dorm is close to college, so she dropped by... or it could be as complex as her finding warmth in him that she hasn't experienced anywhere else before. we'll find out why after the frat party reveal!! (which was, as you said, definitely more than just a hook up night. probably not too deep, but deep enough :'))

i don't think it was a crush, even less love, back then, but there was something between them for sure. even during the hook up phase! a connection maybe. we've been seeing it since ch1... there's always been chemistry, and they've always kind of.. hm, clicked.

tbh, i'd say oc has been a lot more open with jk than vice versa. like, since they started their fwb thing, she's laid her heart open to him very often. he definitely didn't show his pain as much as she did... it's time he does :')

'I have no thoughts just a *** *****' WHY DID I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU MEANT LMAOAOAOAO

more aggressive jk you say? GOTCHA COS ME TOO !!!

your reactions to the smut are everything 😭 LIKE THE RIPPED CONDOM LMFAO JUST THEM !!! i also fkn love every single time you go "#rip⭐️" LOL ILY STAR ILY

and yes, sucking/cockwarming >>>>

anal tease 👁

MAKING L*VE ???? I REFUSE STAR LOL

the shower scene was my favourite of all 🥺 domesticity is my favourite city fr, i wanna reside there forever hahaha i just love it when they giggle together, i'm so down bad 😭 it'll be insane once they actually get together :')

and don't worry, babe!! take as much time as you need. i'm very slow too lol i apologise! i saw your other review too and i fucking love your thoughts to cmi every damn time, thank you so much 😭 will get to it soon too!! <333

[itsallagatha]

Agatha x OFC

Part 4

wc: 2214

warnings: mentions of implied smut?

Enjoy! 💜

A fire seemed to ignite within Agatha. She had to learn how to break this spell, and fast. After careful investigation the next morning, Agatha determined Elara had no memory of the nightmares or even “Agnes” comforting her. Agatha had yet to decide if that was a blessing or a curse. There was a new glint of pain behind her wife’s eyes that wasn’t there before that only grew with each night’s passing. Every night Elara would cry out and Agatha would be by her side in a moment only leaving once dawn broke. When the two crossed paths again in the morning, Elara would appear right as rain outwardly, but Agatha could now feel her mind screaming out just like everyone else’s in this god forsaken town. It broke her heart.

Wanda had seemingly given Elara a daily routine, or rather a daily task: a walk with Wanda herself around town. The first time Elara left, Agatha impatiently sat on her front porch with a magazine, waiting for Elara’s return, ready to punt their witchy neighbor half way across town if even a finger was laid on her wife.

Of course when she spotted Wanda walking her up the driveway, everything was fine. A bubbly laugh escaping Elara’s lips as the two approached Agatha. It didn’t quite quell all her nerves, but she stepped into her “nosy neighbor” role nonetheless. “Sounds like you two had a darling romp around town!”

“We absolutely did!” Wanda replied. “I have to say, I’m quite jealous you get this charming girl’s company all to yourself, Agnes. Ella is just splendid company.”

Agatha’s eyes narrowed as she watched Elara glance to the ground as a rosy tint began to cover her features. “I couldn’t agree more.”

“And to think this gal’s single! I couldn’t believe my ears when she told me!”

As Wanda reached a hand out to grab Elara’s shoulder, Agatha stepped forward, slinking an arm around the girl’s waist and pulling her in tightly to her side. “I thought she’d gotten hitched centuries ago, but no cigar!”

Ella’s breath hitched as she felt an arm pull her close, looking up she saw it was Agnes and was even more surprised to find those icy baby blues staring into her own green ones. She quickly looked away, desperately trying to find anything to grab her focus as to not give away her feelings, though Ella was sure her face was as bright as a tomato by now.

“Will I be seeing you two at Dottie’s tomorrow?”

“You bet, sweet cheeks! You let us know if you need anything beforehand!”

Wanda said her goodbyes and turned to go, but not before giving a wink to Ella which Agatha absolutely noticed and stiffened her hold on her waist, quickly leading her back inside the door. “Now, you’ll have to tell me what you two got up to today!”

Ella took a seat on the couch with Agnes and picked up one of the glasses of lemonade laid out on the coffee table. “Oh, you know, everything and nothing,” she answered vaguely.

“Right…”

-//-

Little did Agatha know, Elara had spent her walk with Wanda sharing just how much she was falling for the beautiful woman who had offered her a place to stay. She had serious feelings for the brunette despite just meeting and Wanda had offered her ideas and advice on how to woo their beloved nosy neighbor before it was too late.

“I don’t know why, I just feel we are destined to be together, Wanda!” Ella had told the redhead.

Wanda smiled and patted the arm linked with hers, “Well, how about you whip up a nice meal, set out some candles, and tell her over dessert! Between you and me, I wouldn’t be surprised if she felt the same way.”

“You really think so?”

“I know so! I’ve seen the way she looks at you!”

“I just don’t want to make a fool of myself. I get so nervous around her.”

Wanda paused, thinking hard for a moment when suddenly an idea hit her. “I know! I’ll stop by right before and drop off a bottle of champagne! I have some leftover bottles from Vision and I’s wedding! A little bit of liquid courage couldn’t hurt.”

“Oh Wanda, I could never accept! I wouldn’t want to take something from your special day!”

“Please, we have plenty to save as keepsakes. And Vision doesn’t drink much of anything. I can’t possibly let it all just sit around the place. It’s no bother really!”

“Only if you're certain.”

“Positive.”

-//-

Ella must have been lost in thought because Agnes had begun to call her name. She finally came back to the present when she felt a cold hand press against her cheek. “I’m so sorry, Agnes, I got lost in my thoughts.”

“It’s alright, doll, just making sure you’re okay.”

After their little chat, Agatha put away the glasses and pitcher full of lemonade and returned to the basement to continue her studies. Usually she’d astral project into her lair and continue her day to day through her physical body up above, but Agatha found herself too distracted, needing to physically touch the ancient spell books as she scoured them for answers.

Reversing a mind control spell was easy. Agatha could practically do it in her sleep. But this magic was different, it was strangely powerful and deeply rooted in the minds of those living in Westview. It was unlike anything she had witnessed before. A moment of clarity hit the witch as she looked up from the book she was holding, her eyes falling onto the Dark Hold which was situated across the room on its own pedestal.

No…

Setting the spell book aside, Agatha called the Dark Hold towards her and began magically flipping through its pages until she found the section she was looking for.

The Scarlet Witch

Now she was making progress. Agatha read the pages over and over again, refreshing her knowledge on chaos magic and the dangers it ensued as well as, of course, ways to counteract it. This was a dangerous magic much more powerful than her own. Not to mention being weld by a mourning, thirty something, Avenger. There was no way in heaven she was going to experiment with chaos magic on her wife. So Agatha decided then and there.

She needed a victim.

Thankfully the two were slated to go to some meeting with Dottie tomorrow granting Agatha the perfect opportunity to sniff out someone off of Wanda’s radar.

-//-

Just as she was setting the Dark Hold back into place, Agatha heard the soft lilt of Elara’s voice calling for her, so she quickly checked her appearance and made her way upstairs.

“Sorry, hun, time must have slipped away from me down there-“ Agatha frowned and looked around, Elara nowhere to be found. “Ella, dear, where are you?”

“Out back!”

Curiosity peaked, Agatha made her way out the back door, through the kitchen. She was a little taken aback by the sight in front of her. The table was set out on the back patio, with candles, and a home made meal ready for the two to enjoy.

“Do you like it?”

Agatha turned to look at Elara and gasped. She was wearing a sleeveless, pastel pink dress with a lace overlay. Her hair was no longer tied away and fell just past her shoulders in perfect curls. She looked absolutely stunning.

Elara cleared her throat causing Agatha to blink, remembering she’d been asked a question. “Apologies dear, you're just a...a vision in pink over there, I simply…” Agatha let an awkward chuckle slip, not usually one to be caught speechless.

A grin broke out on Ella’s face, proud she had rendered the brunette a stuttering mess. Perhaps Wanda was right all along?

As they sat down to eat, Agatha noticed the bottle of champagne. “I didn’t think I had any champagne on hand.”

“Oh it was a gift from Wanda. Something about me being new to the neighborhood.” Ella shrugged it off.

“Wanda?”

“She dropped it off while you were downstairs.”

-//-

Once the two finished their meal, Elara moved to pop the cork, but Agatha grabbed her hand before she could. “Here let me, it’s the least I can do.” Agatha stood up and made her way inside having every intention to make sure the bottle wasn’t some kind of poison. “I’ll be right back, doll!”

Left to her thoughts, Ella began to run the past half hour over in her mind. Dinner had gone surprisingly well. Agnes had only caught her staring once or twice. They had started off making small talk about the upcoming events in Westview but somehow their conversation had turned to Ella’s past. To which Ella didn’t have much to say. All she knew was that she had been lonely, possibly upset and wanted a fresh start and before she knew it she was in Westview. Agnes looked upset upon hearing that she had been lonely and began apologizing. Ella merely laughed, thinking it strange how Agnes felt the need to apologize, ensuring her everything was okay. After all, since arriving in Westview everything had been going swimmingly so she couldn’t complain.

Hearing the back door swing open, then shut, Ella was pulled out of her thoughts and smiled as Agnes walked back to the table with the now open bottle. “Sorry to keep you waiting, hun, this bottle put up quite a fight!”

Elara giggled and Agatha returned to her seat across from her. “Now, are you sure you want a glass, dear?”

“I honestly can’t remember the last time I’ve had a drink. It’ll be nice.”

Agatha remembered.

What an ordeal it had been too. Despite being in her early hundreds, Elara was a lightweight compared to Agatha who could drink almost anything and never feel a thing, much to Elara’s chagrin. On that particular night after a rather stressful magic lesson, the two decided to drink and one vodka soda later, Elara was attacking Agatha’s mouth with her own while various articles of her clothing had begun finding their way to the floor.

“Alrighty.” Agatha filled the two flute glasses and handed one to Elara before raising her own to her lips.

After the first glass the two decided to move inside to the couch. Agatha used her magic to put away the dishes that were outside.

Elara finished her second glass before her thoughts started slipping from her mouth unwarranted. Agatha merely cocked an eyebrow in amusement as she watched her tipsy wife passionately describe the ducks she had seen in the park during her walk with Wanda.

“That’s when Wanda gave me the idea. To make dinner tonight.”

“She did?”

“Yes!” Elara answered a little too enthusiastically. “I was supposed to seduce you but I think I forgot. Every time I look at you I...I forget everything I’m thinking, so I don’t know why I’m surprised.”

Agatha smirked, “Well my apologies for having that effect on you, love.” She then faked a whisper, “Can I tell you a secret?” Elara nodded and Agatha continued, “You make me feel the same way.”

Agatha laughed as Elara’s jaw dropped. “You’re too cute, toots.”

Ella felt a blush creep up her neck and poured another glass to hide her embarrassment. “I was afraid you’d think it strange, considering we just met a few days ago.”

-//-

Elara was completely gone after her third glass, and as usual, Agatha was completely unbothered. She was about to take Elara to bed when Agatha decided she’d take advantage of the situation, try and get a few more answers out of her about why she ended up in Westview. Perhaps the alcohol would let some memories slip through.

“I’ve already told you...I have no idea…”

“I know doll, but surely you remember something?”

After a moment Elara gasped as if all of a sudden she knew. In her excitement, she moved to sit on her knees and held Agatha’s shoulders. “I was...I was looking for something! Someone?”

“What darling? Who?” Finally they were getting somewhere. However her excitement was short-lived.

Elara started softly giggling again. “I like it when you call me that...darling.”

“And I like it when you answer my questions.” Agatha took Elara’s hands in her own, removing them from her shoulders. “Who were you looking for?”

Elara thought for a moment, searching for answers in Agatha’s face. “For some reason I think...I think I found her. Have we...do we know each other?”

Agatha merely frowned.

“I’m sorry, I really am!” Elara started giggling yet again, “It’s just, you’re very distracting. In a good way though! I mean...I think you're gorgeous. Kiss me?”

Agatha quickly grabbed her waist as Elara leaned in, trying to push her back, but it didn’t work. With a sigh and a wave of her hand, Agatha put her to sleep before anything could happen. Married or not, the idea of taking advantage of her giddy, under the influence, mind controlled wife didn’t sit right with Agatha. Slowly lowering Elara’s now limp body down onto the couch, she placed her head in her lap and began lazily twirling pieces of Elara’s blonde hair between her fingers.

“Well, that went well.”

[cncoh-damn]

Director AU

In which (Y/N) is an aspiring director/producer whose mother and father are a director and producer respectively. And did we mention that they own what’s possibly the biggest production company on the planet?

General Headcanons:

you’ve got a squad of your own, and the ages are practically identical with the guys’ ages. except for the part where you’re born in 2000 and not 2001, unlike Erick. and your squad has twins, they don’t.

each member of your group has like this persona that everyone associates with said member.

the oldest of your group is Elodie Bauer, who isn’t really the most mature person, but damn if she can’t throw a party. it’s kind of why everyone calls her the Party Animal. 

then there are the twins, Kiana and Kiara Mirren, whose parents just so happen to own the biggest talent agency in the Western hemisphere. between the two of them, Kiara is much more quiet and demure, though she has a reputation for being unpredictable, hence her reputation as the Wildcard. unlike her twin, Kiana is a creature of habit, and one of them includes being the mom friend. for a while, you all considered referring her to as such, but it didn't quite sit right. Sweetheart, on the other hand, did.

the second youngest is Alexandria Roxas, a half-Filipino whose family belongs to a successful line of celebrity entrepreneurs. with her flair for the dramatics, everyone took to calling her Drama Queen, something she takes as a compliment despite the obvious negative connotations.

finally, there’s you, (Y/N) (L/N), and your parents own a production company known for hugely successful films, be they foreign or not. as you aspire to be a producer and director, you picked up quite a few tricks, especially in editing, but this isn’t where your greatest asset lies. despite being the youngest of your group, your professionalism and maturity are second to no one in your age range, earning you the title of Girlboss.

How You Met:

you first met the guys on the set of Reggaeton Lento Remix, when Jade came over to meet them while they (CNCO) shot their parts of the music video.

honestly you were just there to grab the footage so you could start editing

but then they weren’t done yet so you just went to a corner and started editing the footage you did have

like after you introduced yourself to them, the director told you that they weren’t done filming so you just went  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ before plopping down in a corner

the guys were kinda weirded out/intimidated bc you sounded hella professional even if you looked like you were Erick’s age

but it lowkey didn’t stop Chris and Erick from tossing a few flirty comments your way

and then when they were done you introduced yourself again but in a nicer and chiller way

Before: “(Y/N) (L/N), I’ll be editing the video and splicing the footage together.”

After: “Hi, I’m (Y/N), and I’m really excited to work with you guys!”

the difference was staggering

plus you wound up as a translator of sorts that day because GOOD LORD JADE’S ACCENT IS DIFFICULT TO UNDERSTAND EVEN IF YOUR FIRST LANGUAGE IS ENGLISH

not that you minded, you had a Spanish test the next day and it really brushed up your skills so yaaaaaayyyy

still, they were all kinda shookt af when they found out you were just a year older than Erick

Jade: Yeah, she’s a lot more machuad (y’all know this is how she pronounces matured lmao) than most kids her age.

Relationships With Them:

Christopher Velez:

ooh boi

first time you met, you literally didn’t believe he was the oldest

Chris thought you were vvvvvv cute, let’s just get that out of the way

and he flirted with you a lil bit

but you didn't notice bc you were editing

BUT you did give him a random compliment

like you looked up and he was fixing his hair

and then you said "Su pelo se ve bien" in accented asf Spanish and he was shookt

but he appreciated the compliment

and then you went back to editing before he could strike up a conversation whoops

but then y'all went to dinner and ofc you tagged along, and even if his English wasn't as good as Joel's or Richard's, he understood enough to know when you exposed someone

and he's like "damn mami is savage"

tl;dr: You're oblivious to his flirting but he's a fan of how savage you can get.

much later, you two become close bc you wind up laughing at Erick's jokes at the exact same time

Richard Camacho:

like with Chris, you didn't notice him much bc you were editing

but you managed to hold a minute-long conversation with him bc they were on break and you didn't know where the bathroom was

plus he was the first one you saw (and ngl, you were more comfortable speaking to him bc you’re both short)

so you shuffled up to him and was like “Um, sorry to bother you but... Where’s the bathroom?”

RICHUKI WAS SHOOK

the difference was, as said before, pretty shocking

total 180 degree turn from mature and professional to awkward and smol

he gave you directions ofc and internally you were like phew he speaks English bc it’d be awkward af on your part if you had to repeat it in Spanish

so during dinner you wound up sitting across him

and you have this habit of swinging your legs a little when bored, so you might’ve accidentally kicked him a bit

when you noticed that, you apologized a lot. like you even offered some of your dessert bc you didn’t want him to be offended

I feel like he wouldn’t take it personally tbh

later on, when y’all get to know each other a bit more, he kind of becomes your main bro figure. not brother figure, because that’s Zabdiel, but bro figure.

and sometimes, if you’re in the same area, you end up babysitting Aaliyah

you’re a good bro, he’s a good bro

why else would you constantly call each other out on your bullshit

Zabdiel de Jesus

deadass the first time you saw him you were like oh shit

not that anyone can blame you, he’s tall asf and you’re tiny

for a good while you didn’t really talk to him

until Jade roped you into a conversation she was having with him, Joel, and Erick

internally you just sigh. socializing. niceee.

note the sarcasm

ANYWAY, when Joel gets a call, he leaves right? so Zabdiel and Erick are stuck there and from the looks on their faces you can kinda tell they don’t understand what Jade’s saying

so you scoot a little closer to them and hope your Spanish isn’t as bad as you thought it was bc you explained what she was saying

(Y/N) (L/N): video editor, aspiring director, now part-time interpreter

not that you were complaining ofc, it’s like studying for a test!

anyway after that you kinda stuck with them for a bit if only to help them understand what Jade was saying

you might have bumped into Zabdiel a couple of times

and that’s when you learned he’s actually a bit of a gentle giant

so yaaaayyyy

tbh you thought he was the oldest; he seemed the most mature of them

he’s definitely the first one outside of your own squad that you contact when you need help

he’s brotherly like that

gives great advice to you

and you lend a listening ear when he needs to let off some steam so it’s a symbiotic relationship you two have

Joel Pimentel:

honestly, your relationship with him can be described with one phrase: sass-offs.

but it wasn’t like that in the beginning

you and Joelito were pretty shy towards one another

UNTIL he saw you going through puppy pictures while you waited for the footage to render

and then you two talked/fawned over puppies in your corner

damn he spent most of his break there

so when Jade roped you into the conversation you didn’t really feel too awkward

but when Joel left the awkwardness came back

it was a pleasant surprise for you and him that you managed to get comfortable with Erick and Zabdiel, even if you were on translator duty that time

bear in mind that at this point both of you thought the other was a little cinnamon roll

but when dinner rolled around, he had to reevaluate his opinion of you because goddamn you didn’t hold back

every time you were about to spill the tea or roast someone, you would calmly sip your iced tea before speaking

sometimes the tea wasn’t the shocking bit, it was the way you said it

something in his mind just clicked and went oh when you first did that

needless to say, he showed a bit of sass too and you were living for it

SASS BUDDIES

it’s terrifying when both of you are on Twitter at the same time

think Joel’s sass but doubled and more subtle

that’s you

it’s gotten to the point that the rest of the guys try to keep you and Joel from being on Twitter at the same time

but nah, they can’t keep you two apart for long. platonically ofc

Erick Brian Colon:

you’re both the babies of your respective groups and that’s something you’re quick to tell him

so you two kinda bond over that, but not too much just yet

one of the first things you tell him is “Nice bowling skills” as a reference to the music video for Reggaeton Lento

yes bitch, you watched all their previous music videos to get a feel of sorts for the aesthetic they match for their music

while you’re lowkey gloating at how there’s finally someone on set who’s younger than you, Erick might’ve already been developing a tiny crush. on you.

but you’re a.) oblivious and b.) busy editing the video so you don’t notice

poor Erick

needless to say, he tosses flirty comments your way more than anyone else

but it doesn’t quite catch your attention.

what does, however, are his jokes.

yep. you don’t know enough Spanish to get a perfect score on your tests (yet) but you know enough to understand his shitty jokes.

Erick probably had heart eyes when you laughed at his joke

and that, ladies and gents, is where your friendship with Christopher Velez and Erick Brian Colon began

even if Erick still had a crush on you.

After y’all finish eating dinner, you grab the footage and fly back to LA because you had classes the next day. Friday of that week is when you contact Clara to set up a meeting because you’ll be done editing it Monday next week.

It’s a vid conference with CNCO and Little Mix where you send the video to them and let them watch it while you wait for their opinions. They all love it, of course, but the girls have worked with you before and know what you did.

Perrie: How much sleep did you get?

You, mildly sweating: Uh, eight hours.

You: In the past three days.

And that’s how Little Mix exposed your nonexistent sleeping habits in front of the guys.

[teddystrap]

Drama CD: [黒吉原メランコリア] The First Night: Agumo Hibari - Part 1

Heyyy everyone I’m back~~~ with a series that is not like all the rest... except for the recycled seiyuu (#Rejet #eye-roll) and the setting (Yoshiwara; well at least this time you are not the courtesan).

The story revolves around a *rumour* that mermaid tears contain powers of eternal youth/life. And to test this out, a game has begun in the black quarters aka. ‘Kuro’ part of Yoshiwara. The rules for the players are as follows:

You must enthrall her.

You must not hurt her.

You must not let her escape.

The one who successfully achieves the three criteria above is the winner, and he can make the mermaid (i.e. YOU/the listener) his wife/mistress and wield the power of her tears. There are six players in total, including the game creator Agumo Hibari (cv. Toriumi Kousuke).

So, let the game begin.

*

NB. Each story in this series has two discs, so to keep this from becoming too long I will be doing a two-part synopsis and giving my thoughts at the end. 

[Disc 1] 

You can't sleep and are arranging flowers in your room, when Hibari comes over. He helps you and starts reminiscing about your first days here in Yoshiwara:

...It was the end of plum blossom season, the birds are chirping and the weather is nice. Your pimp (/guardian who raised you) brings you over to Kuro Yoshiwara in a horse-drawn carriage, and Hibari comes out to greet you. You glare at him in anger, and he's all like: 'Instead of hating me, why don't you hate your useless debt-ridden parents for selling you off?' #he’sgotapoint #burnnn

He promises your life will change now that you have come to Kirarou, the top house of Kuro Yoshiwara. Taking you up to the rooftop, he shows you the panoramic view, pointing out the burgundy gate of Yoshiwara - he warns that if you try to escape, you will face harsh punishment and possibly death.

He introduces himself as an old-timer/factotum and #1 oiran: Agumo Hibari. And oh btw he was the one who spent a fortune to get you into this place. ...But there's no time to be mad at him. You have to hurry up and get ready to serve the clients.

...Ofc he's not really going to make you perform hooker duties. He takes you into the lounge and blindfolds you, claiming that you are not allowed to see the customers' faces. But! Tonight *it just so happens* that there are no clients. So he's gonna evaluate you to see if you are a good fit for Kirarou.

Before he even starts, you hit him, and he bear-hugs you to restrain your movements. He starts assessing your appearance, mumbling to himself that he can't believe that you are actually a mermaid with the blood of the mythical Happkyaku-bikuni and who's gonna win this game---

He gives you your courtesan name: Nanami, which means 'the seven seas', in commemoration of your origins. You try to kill yourself by biting your own tongue, and he stops you and knocks you out to prevent any more funny business. Thus concludes your first day in Kuro Yoshiwara...

*

After putting you to bed, the barkeep brings Hibari the old newspaper he asked for, and informs him that there are suspicious characters hanging around the brothel quarters. The papers reveal news about a boat that capsized near the coast of Kumano, and a girl who drifted to shore with all her memory lost.

He speculates that this girl is Nanami, but cannot be sure that you are the rumoured mermaid, since your anatomy is fully human. He decides to investigate further.

Next morning, he makes you promise not to take your own life again, before loosening your restraints. He comments that your hands feel cold and are covered in scars - probably from your previous fishing job.

He tells you that he, too, was sold to this brothel just like you. However, he did not despair, and eventually became the Top Host here. He can afford whatever he wants and is allowed to exit the gates freely as he pleases. He admits that, if he ever quits, he has no relatives left and hence nowhere else to go.

He gives you a dried specimen of the oiransou plant - so named because its aroma is similar to the powder used by courtesans - and asks you to put it in his room if you make up your mind to become the next oiran; he would be your mentor.

After his morning nap, he bumps into you near the dressing mirror and asks you to sit down. He proceeds to... do your makeup. He wants to take you out to Asakusa for the day, to lift your spirits and prepare you for courtesan training.

*

It's your first time in a big city and, upon arrival, you almost get run over by the tram, so he holds your hand to keep you by his side. First he takes you to his acquaintance tailor and acquires a yuuzen uchikake-kimono and some casual wear for you; he insists on paying for them as part of his mentor duties.

After the dress fitting, he takes you to a newly opened parlour, and you both try this thing called an 'ice cream soda' for the first time. You stare at him as he shows you how to eat it, then you finally crack a smile when you get your first taste of this treat.

He remarks that you look more childlike and approachable when you laugh, but warns you not to show this side of yourself easily to clients if you want to become a good oiran.

As a special treat, he takes you to Ryōunkaku, the tallest building in Japan at the time, and the first to have an electric lift. You ride up to the 12th floor to see the panoramic view of Tokyo (the lift scares you half to death XD), and he points out all the landmarks to you: Sumida River, Sensou-ji,...

With the coin-operated telescope, you notice a disturbance near the gates of Yoshiwara. The two of you hurry back via rickshaw. There has been a disagreement, and some women tried to escape but were caught. They could neither return to the brothel nor start over elsewhere, as a result, they were forced to either seek death or take a medicine that would render them invalids.

Hibari warns you to be careful not to end up like them.

*

In the middle of the night, Hibari is awakened to news that Nanami has tried to escape. He rushes to the dungeon where you are held captive and asks you why you're doing this, despite his repeated warnings.

You attempt to bite your tongue again, but he stops you and claims that, since he's the one who bought you, you are not allowed to escape nor die without his consent. He calls you a 'caged bird' and explains the origins of the 'pinky swear':

For the courtesans of Yoshiwara, the only path to freedom is to rise through the ranks and become an oiran, who would then have unrestricted mobility and the ability to choose her clients/work.

In the past when a courtesan fell in love, she would *work extra hard* in order to be an oiran. During this time, she would make a pinky promise with her loved one: even though her customers may do whatever they want with her body, her heart belongs to him alone.

And so Hibari offers his pinky, in order to show you how committed he is to making you an oiran. He gives you the option to bite it off, but your *inner vampire* is off that day. Before he leaves, he asks if you still want to die, and seems content to see that you have wavered a little.

*

You knock on his door the following night, dressed in the yuuzen robe he bought for you, and hands him the dried oiransou to signal your resolve.

Aaaand you are on your way to courtesanhood. First things first, he will teach you some basic rules of Yoshiwara. He starts off with the toko-sakazuki: the practice of a mutual toast between newly-weds before their first night together - this tradition is also observed at Yoshiwara for the first time between a courtesan and a client.

Hibari tries to make up excuses for using amazake (a type of light, sweet wine), but later admits that he can't hold his liquor - although he is still Top Host without being three sheets to the wind every night. As the two of you drink, you share your childhood stories, and he thinks living in a fishing village sounds like fun, with surprise items floating to shore that make every day feel like a treasure hunt.

He tells you that he's already been sold off to Yoshiwara since he was old enough to remember, and so he's always been curious about life outside of these gates. While he has no complaints about his current situation, he isn't exactly ecstatic about it either.

As he gets more inebriated, he studies your face and says that you will become an oiran very soon, you've got what it takes. Men will be fighting for you, and he advises you to *snort in the face* of those you don't like, until you find the one that you really want. You are his chosen pawn in the Kuro Yoshiwara Game, and he wants to see you achieve happiness with your own two hands.

Finally, he plants a couple of drunken kisses on you before passing out... Whoever said romance was dead? ;3

[constablegoo]

alright so i have. a lot of questions and thoughts on changeling physiology

tldr it’s quite unorganized so; asexual reproduction, shifting is a natural instinct but can be expanded through study and discipline, Form is easier to reproduce than Function, changelings passively absorb energy via background radiation, conservation of mass... ha, energy efficiency, regeneration is an aware but subdued/vulnerable state, you can sneak up on odo but not most changelings, exaggerated and inhuman movement, language and body language learning, Viscosity tm, vital organs exist, injury and physical tolerance, focusing the senses...

asexual reproduction. loads of possibilities here. they might split in two (which could mean they’re really all clones of one another or else slight variations on an original) or lob a bit of themselves off which then begins to form a new individual. they might fragment off and start growing more individuals from themselves until they’re mature enough to carry on, or they might produce spores!!! OR they might reproduce the way coral do. the main complication is that this is meant for simple or single-celled organisms and also maybe leaves them all more vulnerable to that Clone Problem of being wiped out by a single virus. but perhaps their ability to mimic other types of dna is involved in providing new individuals with a robust enough mix of original genes to be baseline Adaptable

also a problem with simple organisms is that they propagate Extremely quickly and tend to be short-lived and. unintelligent (think fruit flies) so - changelings could have a fair few ‘simple organism’ traits but are ofc complex in reality

the mimicry -- do they actually become the material?? if you scan a changeling as a rock, they have the make up of a rock. but what about more complex materials? or systems? like fire? that requires energy input. im gonna go with: 1. depends on skill level 2. some things like fire they can mimic visually, maybe even with proper light and heat, but does take energy to do so.

speaking of which HOW do they get energy. i think i rambled about this a little in another post, but basically im going with the idea that they’re sort of filter feeders on the dust of the universe... they’re just VERY energy-efficient and collecting these little bits of radiation being thrown around space is a passive activity. i.e. odo probs wouldnt even know he does it, even though he does it constantly.

um. conservation of mass. the biggest thing ive seen odo turn into is that blob-monster, which was maybe 10′x10′ ? 15 at most? large, but probably somewhat unstable, and not huge. the smallest thing in canon is probably the mouse. ive seen the idea that humanoid-formed odo might be. hollow? there’s no need for him to actually form internal organs or any of that, its all surface-level, and besides. if we’re going with the idea that they can reproduce Form more than Function, they wouldnt actually work. he doesnt even eat anyway, so why waste that kinda energy?

that said!! there are probably some basic object functions they can reproduce. im gonna say that maybe your average changeling isnt going to be able to make a microwave that actually microwaves (not without a great deal of practice and scientific understanding), but could more easily become a lamp, for instance, that does actually turn on. that means they have some ability for bioluminescence, but again that requires energy and would shorten the time they can hold that shape.

regeneration obvs. is a chance to re-acquire energy, but we’re told odo doesnt sleep - it’s still a resting state, but maybe he’s still at least somewhat aware of his surroundings, if a bit unable to focus. he certainly seems to still undergo thought processes, etc. but if attacked in this state, he’ll be quite vulnerable, esp if he’s just reached hour 16, but he wont be completely defenseless. WAY more likely to hide than retaliate though, esp depending on where in the cycle he happens to be at the time -- even if that werent also kinda his personality. maybe its like bein rly rly rly tired but ur brain wont keep quiet.

kinda enjoy the idea of changelings becoming a little translucent or misshapen when they zone out. it takes some effort, practice, skill to remain present. a habit!

im sure he doesnt really bother to maintain constant humanoid-shape unless someone’s likely to look at him. could see him MAYBE being caught unawares, on occasion, whoops. very rarely, but how embarrassing

on that note, if you’re able to sneak up on odo and surprise him, he might momentarily jump a little out of shape (like a cartoon, exaggerated). other emotions like disgust or haughtiness might come off a little exaggerated too

at large, humanoid body language is a learned language for changelings, even if they can pick it up very quickly

odo’s got his humanoid walk cycle down pretty good but probably not perfectly, actually. i sort of imagine it could be a little more flowing -- not always -- but if he’s doing something he normally doesnt do, he moves a little less like a human bc he hasnt practiced it enough

ok whats the viscosity of changelings? like..... really runny and liquidy? j.... jelly? i kinda refer back to single-celled organisms again. cytoplasm w control.

in fact odo probably has some very simple (or maybe very complex, considering, but able to disguise themselves accordingly. so simple-appearing?) organs going on in there as well as cytoplasm of some sort

they dont sweat, they dont bleed, they dont smell, they dont taste, they dont sleep

they DO see, hear, are tactile, and feel most emotions that humans do. some of that emotions stuff is cultural

losing a little tiny bit of themselves (injury, i.e., a bit chopped off by a weapon) probs doesnt really hurt much more than getting a scrape, but if u like chop em in half thats gonna be Bad. but most surface level damage is just like getting a haircut or something, no pain. re: that scene with odo stopping the turbolift like.... that could’ve been painful

FOCUS!! sight, sound, etc - im writing senses as things that dont necessarily need to be located in the. face. bc they dont. but im thinking odo tends to concentrate it of course to better interact with others. that means technically - he could. .. . ‘accumulate light sensors’ and see out the back of his head, for instance, even without forming eyes, but because odo’s odo and he’s really trying to fit in he usually wont do that sort of thing and you can still sneak up on him. sometimes he even forgets he can do that kind of thing, when he’s humanoid-formed (unless he’s startled -- then he might revert to more ‘natural’ reactions) - bc he really hasnt spent any time with his people at all

this doesnt even get into the Great Link and changelings being a little bit touch-psychic

another thought !! i like the idea of one limitation being that he has to have seen / experienced in-person / studied / encountered / been exposed to an object, person, or animal to really become it. that’s where skill comes in -- some things are going to come very naturally, like shapes that are common in the universe such as rocks or. plants, in star trek .  they can learn by description or by looking at images and making their best guess, but its not gonna be totally accurate. so - some shapes come from study, like humanoids, and others come more by instinct like rocks and dirt and water, like learning to talk.

so when did odo meet a klingon targ omg

also means they are instinctually EXCELLENT observers, both of material and behavior

but imagine a bird or smth speaking in odos voice yikes

speaking of speaking, odo speaks bajoran and doesnt really know any other languages on his own, except workable cardassian. i.e. he’d have to learn to speak seagull

what if bc odo’s learning and sort of stunted in skill bc of his upbringing and inhibitions his face is..... actually made of latex, sometimes, like when he needs to save energy he goes Low Poly Rendering cos its close enough, and easier, and he’s interacted with plenty of latex and other Made materials bc he’s hardly lived at all anywhere that wasnt built-up by life forms. (probs partly why he seems so interested in practicing other animals and plants -- natural shapes are not shapes he’s been as exposed to, so they’re more interesting - and dynamic - than say, furniture / appliances)

he gives off no body heat, but neither is he cold. room temp, with a wide tolerance

can survive in space and vacuums

they seem somewhat naturally stronger than humans, esp as a sturdy material

some of them can become a magnet, thats just aligning poles / can then reproduce some basic electronics functions

at least they seem to have pretty comparable intelligence to humans so that’s relatable

[lynnearlington]

so i started rereading myiy & i kno u get a lot of messages abt people who get sucked into the universe & r rendered inoperable for hours on end, and i thought i'd have enough self-control to not make the same mistake & read a chapter btwn every other hour i spend studying for my ochem final, but ofc, my dumb ass was glued to my phone for the rest of the day cryin over the angst that was the first half of myiy to brett dennen's por favor album truly a testament to ur writing ability LOL

Dude, I always appreciate it when someone sends me a message about MYIY. Thanks for taking the time to send it. 

I’m laughing at the idea of crying over the angst while Brett Dennen sings in the background. IDK why this is so hilarious to me, but it really is. Also that’s a lot of damn words to sit through in one sitting. I hope your ochem final goes/went well. :) 

[kathalalunablog]

Yeah so this day is going to be hard. I've gone to Košice, my home town, partly to host and cocurate an artshow /that I'm so proud of even though I didn't have any work there/ and partly because my mom needed to visit hospital and I'm taking care of our dog and the apartment. However, things got a bit fast as I didn't expect, so this friend from our school /which I graduated this year/ - she's studying production, told me to send the final short film we've been working on for the last two years. I needed a render, and thought it could be done on my mom's computer. So ofc I'm going back to Bratislava today to fix everything, because I'm having a huge life mess /and could have for example sent it ages ago/ Then there's this plan that I don't have. I'm starting to recognize a book character in my mind but I'm still pretty bad at writing so I just have to practice a bit, I'm seeing the outlines of what the fuck am I doing with my time and why am I so tired. So yeah I'm going to pay the bills with the no money I have and then try inktober to practice, try to get some drawing commissions because I need them and I'll try to loose some weight. That's the plan so far.

[kathalalunablog]

so I*m start/l/ing a public diary

Yeah well, what should I write? Why public? Is this meant to be helpful to anyone? I guess.. maybe? Who am I? /warning - depressive and realistic content. the positive and motivating part starts below the /////////////////////////////////// line. / :) I am Kata. 25 yo unemployed wannabe pixelart illustrator entrepreneur. / yeah, big dreams, nothing solid, xenophilius lovegood type with a hint of slytherin ambition / Just finished master studies of animation which I find really depressing. My computer is dying, sleepless hours of animating for no better reason than to finish studies got me depressed and really just scared of human interaction. May sound terrible but - hey - I . gotta . plan.   /how many times have you heard this story? yeah you basically know me/ This is probably the situation that many young /not so much in my case anymore/ artists have endured. I guess there’s a huge herd of us here. Zombies bragging for attention by drawing highly rendered zombies. I can’t even visit ArtStation because the level of zombie rendering is pretty fucking impossible lately. And then there’s the networking thing. How are you supposed to meet the guys when you have to draw all the time. Or clean your apartment, or just smoke and drink coffee and stare at a slightly darker dot on the wall. Yeah. / am i depressed or am i lazy worthless piece of untalented crap? / I was definitely very tired all I can tell. ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// - positive content starts here> If you want to die now, nobody will stop you. ~ refugee quote I had a time in my life when I realized, I will certainly die once. I never really executed suicide, but the Mind  / lets call it/him Mind ok? he’s so separate from me / was really preoccupied with the thought. Somehow this process made me meditate. I didn’t even know I was doing that at the moment, but Mind and my body just somehow made it happen. At the moment, I was very aware of the fact that I live. And that I will die in the end, no matter what happens in between.  This may ofc seem like no big deal for normal adult people. Yeah, people die and until then they live, so what? But for a blurry depressed Mind a single moment or wakefulness was like a slap. Thought after thought I found a way out of the fog and woke up in a city I don’t really know, in a messy apartment, messy life and my hair was ... not very classy. I started panicking in a second, wanted to fix everything at once. So basically I did nothing useful in next few months. / what a twist huh? / But my meditations continued. I did some gifs, finished studies, started exercising daily, learned some pixelart and studied light. I began to notice art of others and learned to love them through their work / honestly I didn’t really care for any external world back then - how full of shit was Mind? / And that’s it. I’m not dead yet. It’s not an end. That’s why I’m starting this hopefully at least weekly diary. I’ll try to update on my life, blackmailing Mind with a solid proof of my plans, so I can’t lie to myself. I’ll reblog some art that makes me feel pure love towards the worlds we live in. Yeah worlds, because I had a typo and then I liked the idea. I will read this in a few years and I will shout at Mind for pissing on the rug if there are no more posts on this. Bad Mind. No No.