finally got that out of my head



Twice a week, Wednesdays and Saturdays, beginning tomorrow!

Sorry I went all quiet there for so long. I was going to give you guys a big ranty-ranty venty-venty explanation of all the stuff I was doing in that time, but… honestly, it can all be summed up in this haiku.

I graduated

then realized I don’t know what

to do with my life

Long story short, I was panicked about college/the future and was rushing to finish up all the stuff that all my friends already finished senior year. But now I’ve finally got things more or less in order, so as long as I keep my head out of my butt and screwed onto my shoulders where it belongs, I should have plenty of time to keep drawing this comic. Thank you all for being so patient with me, and thank those of you who sent me those sweet anon messages, you guys are very kind and I love you. <3

Now let’s all have fun and laugh ourselves silly at these two weirdos and their romantical misadventures. >:)

Today I was looking at my mermaid barbie again, and I feel like her head/body mismatch isn’t as bad in daylight, versus my usual nighttime photos. She’ll never really match anyone but her original body, since she’s so very pink, but in person the match is almost passable. (Also Frankenpony hangs out on my desk, so she got to mug for the camera too!) 

I redressed her since I wanted something to downplay the pink tone in her face, so I gave her this sparkly number from my Generation Girl Barbie, because I realized it reminded me of Ariel’s final dress in The Little Mermaid movie, right after she transforms into a human for the last time! The dress was a little baggy (the 90s body vs the slimmer MTM body), so I gave her Mouscedes’ belt to give it a little shape. And even though it’s nowhere close to matching the color scheme, I had to toss her hot-pink crown back on her head! Hey, if you got a royal title, flaunt it! 

anonymous asked:

Same anon - I still feel the same way! I run a blog that experiences similar drama (I get berated pretty frequently for my opinions or my way of doing things) so I totally get how draining it is. If you continue to get hate there are a few things you can do to create a buffer between you and the drama (like turning off anons or turning off notifications, or even taking a break from Tumblr for a few days). Keep your head up, and remember that you are loved!! You can do this!

I just wanted to have a nice stim blog, to vent and just relax. Paying attention to who follows when they aren’t causing me issues is just extra stress on my already stressful life. I am just trying to keep staying alive everyday. 

People who have been following me for a long time know I’ve had issues with my partner and his brother. His brother just a few weeks ago pulled a knife of me, I finally got him out of my house, I’m also swamped trying to find a house to move to currently, dealing with viewings, the bank, etc, I am working on my career and obviously everyone right now can see how hard it is to do that, theres always the crazy shit happening in america looming over me and fearing my life as a woman poc everyday, not to mention my depression and suicidal tendencies. Theres sooo much more too though. People think I have the capacity to check who follows me and force people to not and whatever, but I just don’t have it in me? This is my venting and chill space and I can easily just keep it something positive for me, I don’t get how that affects anyone else. 

I’ll just have to see how this goes, because a lot of people prefer to use anon so I would hate to have to do that, but I’ll definitely keep an update if I decide I need a break. 


2016 was a hell of a year

Fuck politics and jobs and apocalyptic internet uprising
I did a couple big feature films, a couple wonderful indies, a couple small roles in projects I believed in… I fell back in love with the thing that made all the bullshit worth it

I lived outside of contract

I got the back of my head shaved for $5 in Albuquerque.
I fell in the kind of love that made you realize you sometimes never fell out of it
I realized the importance of my emotional health
I realized the sensitivity of my mental health
I watched my favourite person write her living will and made peace with the inevitability of death
I gained more respect for life

Can I give you some advice? I earned it myself.

Don’t smoke. Everyone that smokes cigarettes will tell you not to start.
Stop biting your nails.
Stretch everyday.
Call your grandma. Whomever you have now that’s not conveniently close but still contactable, contact them
Shout. Just do it. Whenever.
Trust yourself.
Be alone. It’s really uncomfortable sometimes and that’s when it’s important.
Celebrate the people that inspire you.
Study the ones who intimidate you.
Write love letters.
To yourself, to God, to your dad or mom or best friend or someone whose heart you hurt. Tell people how you feel.
Don’t drive if you think you’ll have ONE drink.
It doesn’t matter if you’ve been up and running around since 6am. Drop your car off before your 4pm coffee because maybe you want a glass of wine and to take a walk, and police are hungry
Thank people for their service. Maybe you hate the military, but an elderly man in a veteran hat spent months with no communication in a ditch writing a monthly letter to the woman he loved, and she spent months waiting by the mailbox. He probably had to burn leaches off his body with cigars he never smoked just to return to her lips alive and scared and damaged but free
Say thanks.
Pray. There’s no way to do it wrong.
Write. The more you do, the better you get
It’s not about getting better
It’s about being genuine
What else?
Oh yeah.

Love them. It’s scary. You feel bitter. You’ve been hurt. Love. Love hard and brave and choose every day to fight for freedom, redemption and celebration
Every day should be the holidays it you do it right

✨Redhead Glow✨ -
Another one of my hair-glow series. After seeing this pic I remembered I haven’t done one for red head, so I took the opportunity to finish this one up! I also finally just got back from vacations so I made this one in Photoshop instead of Procreate. I got to say that I do miss some of procreate’s features in photoshop…Zooming in and out and changing brushes in Procreate is a breeze… PS has it’s own cool things though so I do like them both. 😍


This is a good Green Day story.

Short version: I got knocked out by this stage diver in Longview and Mike gave me his jacket.

Long version: Pittsburgh 2013, I was just to the right of whoever took this video. I could see when Billie was telling this girl to jump that she was going to land on me. He noticed too and gestured to me to cover my head, but security told me to hold my arms up to catch her. Should have listened to Billie because she jumped awkwardly, her boots hit me in the face and then my head took her body weight. There was blood everywhere, my glasses had broken and torn a cut down my nose, security were fussing around me with ice and water and Billie was asking if I was alright. Initially I thought I was and we exchanged thumbs up before they started Basket Case, but soon everything went black and I found myself being carried off. When the paramedic asked how I felt, I told her I was disappointed I’d lost my spot and she laughed and said that was what the last person said. I watched the rest of the show from the first aid box in a daze.

Once the show had ended, Eddie (the band’s head of security) walked up to me with something and said “Mike wanted me to give you this”. I responded “really?!” and he laughed and said “yes, really!”. It was the jacket he’d been wearing for the last few shows.

When I found my friends after the show they told me how worried the band were, which I never got to see in person but I believe them because these guys are so sweet. I wore the jacket to the next show and Mike put his hand on his heart and pointed at me. My favourite band is cooler than yours.

Side note: everyone always says they’re sad I got knocked out, but don’t be, I’m apparently made of steel. I probably had a concussion but I just got on the bus to Philly and lined up for the next show. I also bent my glasses back into shape and wore them for another year. Will get knocked out 4 Mike Dirnt.

Longview, Basket Case and She live in Pittsburgh (x) (x)

Color Me With Your Affection

Prompt: Dan bugs Phil to beat him up until he obliges.

Warnings: Violent/rough sex, face-slapping, choking, marking, Dom!Daddy!Phil, Sub!Dan

Dan stood in front of the expanse of the bathroom mirror and lightly tugged the collar of his t-shirt off-center. He admired the deep blue, almost black bruises on his collarbones and up his neck, turning his head to be met with a faint blue strip of a bruise pigmenting his cheekbone as well. He passed a thumb over the healing of his split bottom lip feeling oddly.. triumphant. Regal, almost.

Dan liked it rough. Like, really rough. It had been quite the challenge getting Phil to comply with his desires at first, the older man insisting that “It’s abuse, Dan. Spanking you’s one thing, even choking you, sure; but I’m not gonna damn well punch you in the face.” To which Dan retorted “It’s not abuse if I’m literally asking you to do it, Phil. We’re two consenting adults, we can do what we like.” Phil simply shook his head and urged to walk out of the room, and Dan grabbed at the older man’s wrist before tugging at the front of his shirt, grossly whining “Phil Lester.. hurt me” which incited this back and forth between the two of Phil’s “Dan-.. I-, c'mon knock it off, love. Stop.” and Dan’s “Philly, pleeease… please Phil I need it.”

Dan lifted up the bottom of his shirt to be met with almost identical deep purple marks that littered his hips on either side, angry red scratches trailing from the dark spots on his right.

Phil’s resolve only lasted so long. He shook his head frustratedly before rolling his eyes and and slamming Dan against the closed door of their lounge, a hand firmly on the younger man’s neck, but not squeezing. “Daniel,” Phil began, voice low. “There is a difference between me getting passionate and me getting angry. You keep this up and my actions toward you aren’t gonna come from a kind heart, alright?” Dan smirked, and like the cheeky fuck he was.. spat right in Phil’s face.

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One dance (M) PT2

BACKGROUND: A Lap dance with Jungkook suddenly stirs feelings both of you never thought existed between you.

AUTHORS NOTE: I finally finished it! Like I said, I can’t write smut to save my life, so if this sucks I really do apologize for those people who got their hopes up :’( I’ll do better next time, I promise. 



“Fuck me.” Jimin groans as he slams his head against the table in front of him. You stifle a laugh before thanking the waiter for your cups of coffee.

“Who told you to drink so much last night?” You scoff before taking a sip out of your iced coffee.

 "They were free shots!“ Jimin defends, staring down at his drink in disgust, the urge to throw up still resonating in him. 

While waiting for time to tick by, you end up playing with your phone while Jimin takes a quick nap in front of you. After scrolling pass the usual memes and random selfies of your friends, a set of pictures suddenly capture your attention and you all but choke on your drink as you sit up and stare wide eyed at your phone. You click the photo to enlarge it and bite your lower lip. It was a picture of you and Jungkook on the club stage last night, his hand on your waist as you ground your hips against him. The seductive smirk on your face has you cringing but then you see Jungkook’s sharp eyes trained on your face, the look of want perfectly identical to the look he had given you in his car last night. 

How could one night with one man turn your world completely upside down? 2 days ago, all you could think about was dancing and taking the lead role, but after one silly little dance all your thoughts were suddenly about him. You shake your head and clear your thoughts. It was ridiculous, you were acting like a school girl with a crush when Jungkook was probably out there somewhere not even giving you the slightest thought. 

 "Earth to Y/N.” Jimin’s voice snaps you out of you reverie and you turn to him with wide eyes as he stares at you, eyes twinkling with curiosity. 

 "Let’s head to the studio, we might be late for practice.“ He mutters before standing up and grabbing his backpack from the seat beside you. You follow after him, taking one last sip out of your drink then skipping out of the coffee shop’s doors.

 "So, I forgot to ask.” Jimin mutters innocently, placing his palm on the small of your back as you cross the street “Where’d you and Jungkook disappear to last night?" 

You bite back a hiss. You knew what Jimin was upto. You knew he was investigating, ready to tease you once he sees a sign of weakness. 

"He got dizzy so we went out to eat and get some food in him.” You shrug casually, proud at the immediate excuse that had popped up in your mind.

 "Until 4 am? Must have been some delicious food you guys were eating.“ He smiles and you resist the urge to frown at him and call him out for his double meanings.

 "Pizza is always delicious.” You nod.

“Is that what we’re calling his dick now?” And now he strikes in full force.

Your mouth hangs open as you push the doors of your studio open and glare at him. 

“What the hell, Chim." 

He lets out a hearty laugh before poking you on the stomach "Oh come on, Y/N. Quit denying it, Jungkook looked so fucking annoyed at me when he had to come pick me up and you sounded so damn breathy over the phone! Did you guys even finish?" 

"Park Jimin, if you dont cut this out, I’m killing you.” You growl, tossing your bag down on the floor as your eyes glanced around the theater room, scanning around for a specific dark haired boy.

“Fine.” Jimin rolls his eyes but suddenly steps in front of you, stopping you from avoiding him like you had originally planned to do.

“But you made out didn’t you?” He smirks and the sudden blush the covers your cheeks gives Jimin his answer as he howls out in laughter. You grit your teeth before slamming your foot down against his own. 

“Like hell I’d kiss him!” You scream in defense before turning on your heels, cheeks flaming in embarrassment as Jimin laughs even louder. You blow your hair out of your face, only to stop in your tracks when you see Jungkook standing a few feet away from you. Your heart stops a beat and just as when you were about to force your self to smile or let out a simple greeting, Jungkook walks pass you as if you hadn’t been standing there at all. Your face falls and you immediately snap your head back to watch him as he lightly pats Jimin on the shoulder as a greeting then makes his way towards the main stage.

 Had he just ignored you? You were standing in plain sight, it’d be impossible if hadn’t seen you at all. You watch as he starts stretching, eyes trained on the wall in front of him as he droned out the world around him.

So in the end, this was how you basically spent your day. Trying and failing multiple times to get Jungkook’s attention. 

It started out during the warm ups when you had intentionally stood a few feet away from him, basically staring at him every now and then, hoping he’d turn to look at you and give you at least one glance. He didn’t.
Next was during your break when you had “accidentally” dropped your bottle in front of him. Yet for some reason, Jungkook who usually never spoke to anyone during practice, called for Yugyeom to check out a dance video he saw online. You frown at his figure before plopping down on the ground and sighing. 

 "Alright, everybody pair up for the cool down.“ You hear your director announce while everyone scrambled around the room to look for their partners. You search for Jimin and immediately frown when you see him standing beside Jihyun, his arms crossed and his face displeased. 

"I have to.” He mouths at you before hissing at Jihyun when she had asked him a question. You end up smiling at him before glancing around the room once more. You hadn’t expected to lock eyes with Jungkook, hadn’t even expected him to take a step towards you, as if ready to ask you if you wanted to pair up. You had probably looked like a lost puppy in the middle of the room without Jimin being by your side. You suck in a breath as he takes another step towards you, your heartbeat speeding up erratically. But then, an arm suddenly hooks around your shoulders and you hear Hoseok sighing beside you.

 "Guess its you and me today, huh?“ He mutters and as much as you loved Hoseok, you were about ready to slam your foot against his face when you saw Jungkook retreat back to Yugyeom’s side, his eyes never making their way back to look at you again. 

 "Hoseok…” You bat your eyelashes at him and he immediately beams, smiling his blinding smile. 


 "As your friend, I love you, but I seriously want to kill you right now.” You hiss to which he squeals before ducking out of your grip.

When the day was coming to an end, you had given up all hope. If he was going to ignore you, then you weren’t going to care. 

 Well…At least, that’s what you wanted him to think. 

 You were furious, fuming to be exact. Jungkook was acting so different. Last night, he acted like he wanted nothing else but to be around you, and you alone. He had even gone as far enough as saying that if you stayed longer around him that he would have ravaged you. Well fucking hell, now he was acting like he didn’t even want to be anywhere near you. 

 You let out a scoff as you watch him laugh with Yugyeom while they follow the dance they had watched earlier. You had had enough and you could feel your blood boiling the longer you looked at him. You were even disgusted at yourself for feeling some sort of interest for him when he clearly thought you were disposable. You grab your bag off of the floor and tell Jimin you’d be in one of the empty dance rooms, practicing one routine on your own. He offers to join you but you shake your head, telling him you needed time to clear your mind. Before he could answer, you step out the theater and make your way down the hall, heading to your usual practice room. You switch the lights on, drop your bag and sigh once you’re greeted by your reflection. Maybe that’s why Jungkook hadn’t talked to you all day, you looked like hell on earth. 

You connect your phone to the speaker, scrolling pass songs you usually danced to. After 5 minutes of scanning through songs, you finally pick one, something faster than usual in hopes of burning out all of your negative thinking. The first beat drops against the speakers and you take one glance at yourself through the mirror before shutting your eyes and snapping your body to the beat. You erase all thoughts from your mind while following the flow of the song, feeling the adrenaline run through you. Dancing was always your form of therapy but as much as you wanted him out of your mind, all you could think about was the way Jungkook’s body had molded perfectly against yours and how you wanted nothing more than to have him pressed against you while you swayed to the beat. 

The song ends faster than you had wanted it to and you let out a groan as you run your hands through your hair, feeling the sweat drip down your body from one song alone.

 "Fuck!“ You hiss, annoyed at yourself for letting your thoughts consume you.

You hear yourself panting and just as you were about to snap your head back and grab your water bottle, a figure catches your attention from the mirror. Jungkook was leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest with his eyes trained on you and his face completely unreadable. The sight alone knocks the breath out of you but you do your best to seem unfazed. After ignoring you for the whole day, you had not expected him to be standing in front of you.

 "May I help you?” You ask, proud that you had kept your voice steady.

 Jungkook simply shrugs as he picks up your water bottle and tosses it to you. You frown as you catch it in your hands. What was Jungkook upto? 

 You down the drink immediately, just realizing how thirsty you were. Jungkook’s eyes leave yours for a few seconds, watching the movement of your throat and the rise and fall of your chest. 

 "I’m busy, Jungkook. If you’ve got nothing important to tell me then I should get ba-“ 

 "Like hell I’d leave.” He mocks a high pitched voice and you furrow your eyebrows. What the hell had gotten into him?

 Then it hits you, he was mocking your voice. Like hell I’d kiss him! That was the exact phrase you had screamed to Jimin earlier and he had heard it.

“Jungkook, I didn’t mean for it to come out that way.” You sigh before tying your hair up in a pony tail, annoyed that it was now sticking to your face. Jungkook watches you, his sharp eyes not telling you anything, not even if he was mad at you.

“Yeah? Well how we’re you planning it to come out then?” He bobs his head to the side.

“I didn’t plan for it to come out at all. Jimin’s a little shit at times and he’d never let me live it down if he knew what we did. He practically assumes I fucked you! I dont want to deal with his constant teasing and I dont want you to deal with it too. I dont us to get awkward or anything.” Well, that planned back fired didn’t it? Cause here you two are now and all you feel is nothing but awkward at how things had turned out. 

“Let him assume then.” He shrugs, suddenly taking a step towards you “Unless you don’t want him to know at all? Cause you like him or something." 

 "What?” You scoff “Didn’t I just tell you last night that Jimin wasn’t my type?”

 "Would you kiss him?“ 

 You frown at the out of blue question that slips out of his mouth and suddenly feel the need to tug your hair in frustration. Where in the world was Jungkook going with this?

 "No! I swear to god, do you not hear anything I’m sa-” The words die down on your lips as Jungkook suddenly pushes himself off of the wall he was leaning on, grabbing your phone connected to the speaker and playing the song Jimin and Jihyun were going to perform during the showcase. He starts taking large strides towards you before he wraps his arms around your waist and pushes you back against the mirror, trapping you against it and his body. You let out a gasp as he leans closer to you, face inches away from yours while every other part of you was flushed against him. 

 "Dance with me.“ He breaths out and you shut your eyes, trying to hide your excitement at having him so close to you again. You craved him, no matter how irritated you were, your body couldn’t deny the effect he had on you. 

He pulls away from you, only to tug onto your hand and pull you with him. He twirls your body and presses your back against his chest, the position all too familiar as he places his hands on your waist. 

"Why wouldn’t you kiss Jimin then?” He hums against your ear, swaying your body from side to side, placing his thigh right in between yours making you stifle a gasp as Jungkook smirks at your reflection, glad at his effect on you.

 "I-I dont want to.“ You choke out before shaking your head, in hopes to clear your mind which was now clouded with raw desire. 

"Hmmm.” He nods, as if considering it before standing up straight and backing away from you. You blink up at him in confusion, almost whimpering at the loss of contact while he circles past you only to lean against the mirror, a small smile on his lips.

“What about me?” He breaths out, eyes fluttering as he blinks down at your lips before looking back into your eyes. “What about you?” You squeak out, dodging the question but Jungkook just smirks before licking his lower lip and bobbing his head to the side. 

“Don’t play dumb, sweetheart.” He mumbles before meeting your gaze yet again “Cause I’m not doing anything unless I know you actually want it." 

You mentally groan at him, just realizing that the frustration you were feeling earlier was actually sexual frustration and the root cause of it was standing right before you, running his tongue against his lips and breaking your last hope at control. 

 "Kiss me before I slam your head against the mirror, Jeon.” Your words release a chuckle from his lips and you were sure you’ve never heard a more beautiful sound. Before you could even smile back at him, Jungkook’s lips slam against yours and your hands fly out to hold the sleeves of his shirt as both your mouths moved against each other. Jungkook’s tongue traces a line against your lips and you immediately give him access, battling against him for dominance as your hands find their way into his hair, trying to bring him even closer to you. You bite down gently on his lower lip and the groan that leaves Jungkook’s lips are music to your ears. You stand corrected, this was the most beautiful sound you had heard. Jungkook pulls away from you and you were about to let out a whine when his lips suddenly latch onto your neck. Instead, you let out a purr of satisfaction, angling your head to the side and giving him more access as his kisses turn from light pecks to slow biting and sucking. How you were going to leave the studio without anyone noticing the marks on your neck, you didn’t know. But hell you didn’t even care anymore. You didn’t even know just how far you two would have gone until you hear the loud call from outside the door. Your eyes snap open as Jungkook stills against you.

“Hey, you two. The studio’s closing early, everyone’s being asked to leave tonight.” You hear Jimin’s teasing voice and you let out a groan before leaning your head back against the mirror “I’m going to kill him, I swear.”

“Not if I beat you to it.” Jungkook growls but places another kiss against your lips 

“You busy tonight?” You let out a smile before shaking your head and wrapping your hands around his neck "Nope, parents aren’t home tonight so I’m a free bird.“

"Perfect.” He groans, leaning against your body “Cause I’m starving and I heard your an amazing cook." 

"Inviting yourself over now?” You tease and Jungkook’s answering blush leaves you in bliss as you chuckle and nudge him off of you so that you could grab your bag. 

“I am cause I can’t handle another night of Jimin cock blocking me too.” He breaths out. You blink at him in surprise, feeling a familiar heat pulse through your core at the 14 words that almost had your knees bucking. 

 Jeon Jungkook was going to be the death of you. 

 "I make a mean lasagna.“ You smile and the grin that crosses his face has your heart fluttering against your chest in excitement. Oh, the things you could do to him. 

If someone had told you 3 days ago that you’d be laughing your ass off in your own home with Jeon Jungkook, you would have called them crazy. Yet here you are, covering your mouth as you watch Jungkook frown at the set of ingredients laid out in front of him, trying to decide what went where.

"I swear if you make me do this, we’re going to end up ordering take out.”

“It’s not that hard, lasagna’s pretty basic!” You giggle before slapping his hands away and bumping your hips against his, telling him to move. Jungkook arches an eyebrow, taking a side step to move out of your way but still trying to linger close to you. You tie your still damp hair up in a ponytail, fresh from the shower you had taken. Jungkook glances at your neck, a wide smile forming on his lips at the sight of the purple mark flowering against your skin. He watches in silent fascination as you roll up the sleeves of your sweater before you start placing all the ingredients together. You work in concentration, unaware of the plan blossoming in the young boy’s mind as he steps behind you, gently placing his hands on your hips. You freeze for a few seconds, your eyebrows arching in surprise, but you immediately shake it off, deciding to feign ignorance as you continue working. Jungkook lets out a smirk before dipping his head down to place his lips against the back of your neck. The sensation has you shutting your eyes for a few seconds before you clear your throat and lean back against him, trying to push him off of you. 

“I have to finish this and put it in the oven Jungkook." 

"Who said I was stopping you? By all means, finish.” He smiles at you and you have to roll your eyes at him before turning back to what you were doing. Jungkook was more confident now, pleased to know he was affecting you. He runs his hands against the hem of your shirt, slightly lifting it up and placing his fingers against your abdomen, his cold hands pressing on your warm skin. You suck in a breath before taking the last pieces of ingredients, silently thanking the heavens that you were almost done. Jungkook attacks again by planting soft kisses against your neck, gently nibbling on your skin every now and then. You bite your tongue in hopes to stop the moan that was threatening to leave your lips. Jungkook’s thumb rubs small circles against your skin, his hips edging closer and closer to your behind. You let out a small smirk as you lift the tray off the kitchen island, backing up against Jungkook and lightly grinding your hips against him. Jungkook immediately groans in surprise, not expecting the action. When his hands drop from your stomach you immediately shimmy away from him and walk towards the oven. You place the tray inside and smile happily as you adjust the timer. Now all you had to do was wait. 

Or better yet, play

 You angle your head back and smirk at Jungkook who was now glaring at you, annoyed that the small act had affected him so much. He had craved you for two days and he despised the fact that every chance he got with you was blocked once you two had gotten close to doing anything at all. Jungkook wanted you and if he wasn’t going to get you tonight, there would be hell to pay. His own. 

 "You look like you want to kill me, Jeon.“ You hum as you wash your hands, eyes still trained on Jungkook. 

"Do I?” His voice is low and the way it wraps around you has you shivering in anticipation. 

 You lean against the counter beside you and bob your head to the side. You cross your arms over your chest and shrug. “What do you want to do?” You ask, voice dancing against Jungkook’s ears and causing him to shiver with excitement. 

“Are you really asking me that?” His voice almost comes out as a plea, sounding so delicious that you have to press your thighs together.

“I’m waiting." 

Those words were all Jungkook needed as he basically flew towards you, arms wrapping around you as he backed you against the kitchen wall, lips immediately slamming against yours. He wastes no time, running his tongue against your lips and capturing your gasp into his own mouth. Jungkook grabs both your thighs and you immediately circle your arms around his neck as he lifts your legs up and wrap them around him. You let out a moan when his arousal rubs right against you, shocking you at how hard he already was.

"Bedroom?” He mumbles against your lips but you shake your head, running your fingers through his hair. 

“Too far. Living room.” You inform him and Jungkook is quick to move as he navigates you both out of the kitchen and into the living room, lips never leaving yours. Once you reach the couch, Jungkook lowers himself to sit down while you straddle him, your hips immediately grinding down in slow circles that has Jungkook choking in pleasure. 

Fuck” he hisses and you smile in satisfaction as you trail kisses down his jawline, his neck, then on a spot right below his earlobe that has him mewling in pleasure. So this was his weak spot. You take note of your discovery while grabbing the hem of his shirt and lifting it off of him, eyes widening when you see the toned upper body that greeted you. Jungkook was definitely a greek god, you were sure of it now. You lick your lips in appreciation before running your nails against his perfectly sculptured abdomen. Jungkook throws his head back, a string of curses leaving his mouth once you attached your lips back onto his weak spot, biting down hard only to swipe your tongue against the bitten are as an apology.

 “Y/N, holy shit.” The way your name had rolled off of his tongue sends another wave of heat pulsing through you and you start grinding harder against him, hoping to relieve yourself from the intense amount of need from your own arousal. 

Jungkook’s runs his hands up your waist then towards your hair, grabbing your ponytail and undoing it, letting your hair fall around you. He grabs a hand full before leading your lips back against his. He grabs the end of your sweater and all but tears it off of you. Jungkook palms your chest over your bra and the whimper that leaves your lips has him smiling as he takes your bottom lip between his own teeth.

“You have no idea how fucking sexy you are.” He mutters as he pushes your bra straps down one by one, revealing your bare chest to him as he sits back and admires you. You reach behind to unhook your bra, letting it fall down against the couch. Before you can place your hands back on Jungkook’s chest, he wraps his arms around you, imprisoning you from moving as he latches onto one of your nipples. You let out a loud moan and throw your head back in pleasure as Jungkook’s tongue darts around you, his free hand pinching the other neglected bud. You arch your back against him while Jungkook reaches for your thighs, suddenly flipping you over till your back lies against the cool leather of the couch. You were about to call him out but Jungkook claims your lips yet again, his chest pressing against yours as he grinds his erection right onto your clothed core. He swallows your moans and smiles against your lips at the feel of your hard nipples rubbing against his chest as you dug your nails onto his back. Jungkook trails kisses down your jawline, chest, stomach and right above the waistband of your shorts. You suck in a breath as you watch him slide your shorts and underwear down your legs, his eyes locked on yours the entire time. Once he’d taken everything off, he spares one glance at your core and tips his head back and groans.

Fuck, Y/N.” He all but hisses through his teeth “You’re so fucking wet." 

You blush at the comment, hoping to press your legs together and hide from him but Jungkook shakes his head and places his hands against your thighs, separating them. 

"Kook what are y-FUCK!” You arch your back as he swipes his tongue flat against where you had needed him the most. You twine your fingers through his hair while he laps his tongue against your core, tasting every bit of you that he could. 

“Shit baby, have you always tasted this good?” He hums against you and you bite your lower lip, biting back the moan that wanted to escape you from his words alone. Unexpectedly, Jungkook inserts a finger into you and your back all but flies off of the couch. Jungkook starts pumping into you at a slow pace, making you hiss and urge him to speed up. He chuckles lightly at your aggression before planting a kiss against your naval, adding another finger and pulling in and out of you faster. You place your hands over your mouth, hoping to silence your mewls but Jungkook immediately grabs your hand, growling. 

“Let me hear you.” He hisses before circling his tongue over your clit. You lose it. You scream out his name and Jungkook starts moving his fingers faster. You feel your stomach tightening just as your legs shake, the first tell tale signs of your oncoming orgasm. The lewd sounds that leave your mouth urges Jungkook on as he laps his tongue around you before taking your clit between both his lips and lightly sucking. A broken cry escapes you as you press your thighs against his head. 

“Jungkook, I’m clos-FUCK!” He doesnt even let you finish as he scissors his fingers inside you, finally breaking your wall of pleasure. You moan out his name, a haze of white cover your eyes as you shiver, feeling Jungkook still pumping his fingers in you, helping you ride out your high. 

“Shit” You breath out and watch as Jungkook smiles down at you, licking his fingers clean. The sight alone has another wave of heat pulsing through you and this time you had no doubts that Jeon Jungkook was going to be the absolute death of you. 

Jungkook watches as you sit up, eyes twinkling with mischief as you press him back against the couch. His eyes follow you as you press a chaste kiss against his lips before sinking down on the floor on your knees. Your hands trail down his body before stopping against his belt to tease him. You gingerly run your nails against his bulge making Jungkook groan and throw his head back on the couch. His self control was on the verge of snapping as he fought back the urge to rip his own pants off of him and just ram himself into your pretty little mouth. 

“Needy, aren’t we?” You smile, unbuckling his belt as slowly as you could, teasing him. 

“You have no fucking idea.” He growls before he pushes down his own pants, leaving him in nothing but his boxer briefs. You glance down at him in silent appreciation when you see the tip of his length peaking out of the waistband. You palm him through his clothed member and Jungkook’s choked moan has you smiling as you place a kiss against his thigh. You push his boxers down and wrap your nibble fingers around him causing Jungkook to buck against your hand in need. 

“Cockblocked for one day and your already this hard for me?” You tease, biting down your own desire to ravage him, to milk out every moan and scream of pleasure out of him, to have him sexually fucked up that he’d forget his own name. 

Jungkook sees the fiery look in your eyes and a wide smirk plasters across his lips as he shakes his head 

“Oh I’ve wanted you for longer than that, sweetheart. Ever since I laid my eyes on you, I’ve been cockblocked.” His confession stuns you. You blink up at him, your mind just processing the depth of his words. Jungkook had wanted you before the lap dance. Jungkook had noticed you before you even entertained the idea of him. Something sets ablaze inside of you and the poor little boy had not prepared himself when you had suddenly wrapped your lips around his length, taking in as much of him as you could. Jungkook’s arms attach a death like grip against the couch’s arm rest, his thigh’s muscles tightening as he screws his eyes shut and throws his head back, moaning out your name followed by a string of curses. The reaction is so addicting that you pull him out of your mouth with a pop only to gently swipe your tongue against the tip of his length.

 "Y/N, please.“ Oh how you loved begging. Lived for it to be exact. But Jungkook looked too much in pain for you to tease him any further. You take him back into your mouth, your head bobbing up and down, taking him deeper and deeper each time. Jungkook’s hand now threads through your hair, trying to push your head onto him as far as you could go. When he had pulled far too stronger than you had liked, you stop bobbing your head, his tip hitting the back of your throat. 

Then you swallow. 

Fucking hell, Y/N!!“ He moans, his grip disappearing as he tugs onto his own hair this time. You pull him out of your mouth and smile ecstatically at the sight of him. Jeon Jungkook was borderline fucked up. With his body sweating, his veins protruding against his skin and his eyes completely livid as they stare down at you, wondering if you were real or just a figment of his sexual fantasies. 

He didn’t even notice when you had put the condom on him or where you even got it in the first place. Jungkook only snaps back into reality when he sees you slowly crawl up against his lap, lining your entrance against him then slowly sinking down and taking in his length inch by delicious inch. 

Yup, You were addictively real. 

Before you could make it half way through him, Jungkook places his hands on your hips, stopping you. "You sure about this?” He all but croaks out, trying to control himself when all he wanted to do was to slam into you with every ounce of strength in him. 

“Jungkook.” You hiss, nails digging onto his back. Off all the moments he had chosen to be chivalrous, he chose this one. 

“Fuck me. NOW.

“With pleasure!” He answers back before he’s deep inside of you. The lewd sounds that exit both your mouths vibrate against the walls. Your hands fly onto his shoulders, gripping onto him for dear life. Jungkook gives you time to adjust, his hands flat against the couch as he lets out a steadying breath. You were about to rise up and ride him but Jungkook suddenly grabs your hips and twists both of you so that you were now lying on your back against the couch with him on top of you. This was the second time he had done this and you weren’t pleased at all. 

“What are you doing?” You growl, annoyed at the loss of dominance. 

“Taking control, sweetheart. You don’t play fair.” Jungkook smiles down at you, his arms flexing at the amount of control he was forcing himself to use. You had teased him almost past his breaking point and this was his method of retribution. 

It doesn’t take long till your whining and grinding your hips against him, begging him to move.

 “Jungkook, move. Please.”

“I dont know, I kind of like it like this.” He runs his nose against your neck, a devil like smirk on his face.

Jungkook! I need you to move. I fucking need you.”

Jungkook slam his lips against yours just so he wouldn’t spit out more curses that could send him straight to hell. It turns out that Jungkook himself had just discovered one of his sexual weaknesses today: your begging

He slowly starts to rock his hips against you, his speed aggravating you as you suddenly bite down onto his lip. Jungkook’s groan is almost beast like as you smile and pull away from his kiss, your mouth hovering close to his ear. 

“You’re not going to break me, Jeon. Do your worst." 

Jungkook had lost it, his vision had blurred and the only thought he had in his mind was to give everything you had asked for. He thrusts out of you only to slam back in in full force. Both of you let out moans of each others name, the pleasure too much to handle. 

Why hadn’t you fucked Jungkook earlier? You should’ve definitely fucked him sooner. 

"Its crazy.” Jungkook groans, his arms flexing as he stares down at you “You’re so fucking tight." 

"Mmm Thanks?” You still found it in you to tease him and Jungkook couldn’t help but smile at you, his eyes twinkling in adoration that has your breath knocked out of you. It only lasts a second until the feeling is immediately replaced by the moan that escapes your lips as you arch your back. Jungkook had started hitting a certain spot in you that had turned your vision hazy. Craving more of your beautiful reaction, he decides to slam into that spot over and over again. Jungkook takes his lower lip between his teeth, the sight of you loosing yourself was almost enough to push him over the edge. He was close and he knew it. 

“Jungkook, I’m not gonna last any longer.” You almost scream out when he slams into you even harder now. Jungkook grabs both your hands, intertwining his fingers through yours as traps them over your head, his speed picking up even faster now. You throw your head from side to side, lost in a world of intense pleasure, your climax building up even stronger.

“Come on baby, cum for me.” Jungkook coaxes you and another slam of his hips does the trick as you scream out his name, the strongest orgasm you’ve ever experienced rocking through your body. The image of your state was enough to have Jungkook coming after you but once your heat clenches around him, tightening around his member, Jungkook all but collapses on top of you finally riding out his own orgasm.

Both of you are wrecked and panting as you lay there motionless, the aftershocks of sex vibrating off of both of you.

“Holy shit.” Jungkook mumbles as he nuzzles your neck and pulls out of you.

 "That was-“ You swallow, unsure how to explain what had just happened ”-wow.“ 

Jungkook chuckles before nodding and lifting his head up to look you in the eye "Wow.”

You study Jungkook’s face, just coming to notice certain features you weren’t able to pick up on before. The mole right below his lip, his habit of pursing his lips every now and then, his eyes that could shift from innocence to sinfulness in the matter of a few seconds. You had noticed them now, and as much as it scared you to say it, you realized you adored them. 

“What?” Jungkook says after a while, embarrassed of being under the scrutiny of your gaze. 

“Nothing.” You hum and shift your gaze to the ceiling, your fingers tracing small circles against his back. Jungkook smiles at the small gesture, his eyes trying to get you to look at him again. You notice his efforts and bite back a smile as you shut your eyes, depriving him of what he had wanted.

Jungkook clicks his tongue at you but smiles before dipping his head down to place his lips on yours. You had not expected the kiss and when you slowly open your eyes to stare at him, Jungkook immediately smiles against your lips.

“There they are.” He hums and just as you were about to blush, a sudden buzzing has your eyes widening and shoving him off of you, remembering your lasagna. 

“Our dinner!” You squeal, running butt naked into the kitchen, scared that you would’ve ruined your creation before Jungkook even got to taste it. 

The left behind boy watches in silent awe as you throw on an apron, scrambling around the kitchen for oven mitts. He lets out a wide smile as he collapses back on the couch, heart hammering against his chest. 

“She really is something.”


Pairing: TattooArtist!Daveed x Reader

Requested?: Nope. I’m literally just a slut for tattoos and @gratitudejoyandsorrow got this idea in my head, so this imagine was born. 

Prompt: Your first tattoo experience was more pleasant than you thought it would be. 

Words: 2.4k+

A/N: My first Daveed imagine and it is super self-indulgent, who would’ve thought? This is a Tattoo Artist AU (if I didn’t make it clear before) and I’m in love with it. Shout out to @diggs4life , @tempfixeliza , @helplesslylins and @secretschuylersister for being so encouraging and amazing these past couple days. Shout out to Lola for inspiring this! I hope you all enjoy :)

Originally posted by saymaybetothis

You were finally going to do it. After a year of contemplating, you had found the perfect tattoo to go under your collarbone. That was step one, you spent another month looking up all the tattoo parlors in the neighborhood and ultimately choosing one that had good reviews and modest prices. Today was your appointment and as you left your front door and entered the summer heat, you could feel the urge to chicken out clawing at the back of your mind.


This has been put off for far too long. It was now or never. So you took a deep breath and continued the trek to the bus. 20 minutes later you found yourself outside the parlor, 5 minutes earlier than the time you set with the man on the phone. You stared at the door as if it was going to open and pull you in itself but, you had to make the move. With the last burst of confidence you had, you swung open the door and stepped inside. Waiting there to greet you was a man with medium brown hair and dark green eyes, his tank top left little to the imagination as your eyes were instantly pulled to his many tattoos over his arms and shoulders, stopping right at his neck. He glanced up as the doorbell rang, giving you a small smile as you made your way over.

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Scrubs + Season-Ending Songs

Just what happened to Lance, Pidge, and Hunk is a huge source of rumor at the Garrison.  Current rumors include:

  • Lance got his head out of his ass and finally went after Keith, with Hunk and Pidge acting as the wingmen he doesn’t deserve
  • They were abducted by aliens
  • The Garrison is running experiments and the trio was taken as subjects - possibly because they stumbled across said experiments
  • They only attended the Garrison as part of an undercover operation which ended
  • They were recruited to be part of the Garrison’s black-ops 

Feel free to add on


So there’s this park right by my apartment that keeps on popping out Cubones. Everywhere else I get Drowsees, Rattatas, Pidgeys - y’know, the usuals, and the occasional random Horsea. But this park ALWAYS pops out Cubones no matter what. And then I realized they like to pop out in a specific area in this park.

So when I finally got my head out of my phone I realized a few things.

1. Cubone keeps showing up in the baseball field.
2. Cubones carry bone clubs.
Conclusion: Cubones are huge baseball fans/play baseball.

That was already funny cute enough, but then I also realized one thing.

I live in Chicago. Where the baseball team Cubs is a huge freaking deal. Like “everytime there’s a game the trains are packed near the stadium and there’s drunk blue people everywhere” huge deal.

Cubone. Cubs.

The people on the Pokemon GO team planted a colony of Cubones in a baseball park in Chicago and that cannot be a freaking coincidence. 

Oh what a time to be alive

Sleeping Beauty; Kylie Jenner Smut

Days at work felt as if all they ever did was drag on and on, but that was partially due to the fact that I was so antsy to get home to my beautiful girlfriend, Kylie. We’d been dating around six months and already moved in together. Things moved quite fast between us, but I most certainly didn’t mind. I was already head over heels and she felt the same. We were attached at the hip practically, except for when I was working. Although she’d told me time after time I could pursue a career in acting or modeling, I still wanted to keep my job. Today had started off so well, from Kylie giving me morning head to wake me up, that I couldn’t wait to get home to her.

My drive home was a good twenty minutes, but twenty minutes too long if you’d ask me. Finally pulling into our driveway, I got out of the car faster than I usually do and made my way into the house. Luckily, I hadn’t called out Kylie’s name since I saw right away that she was fast asleep on the couch. The model looked blissfully adorable as she was lounged on the couch in her cropped sweatshirt and underwear, but at the same time incredibly irresistible. As I gazed at my beautiful girlfriend, an idea popped into my mind. Putting my stuff down, I tip toed over to the couch where I carefully moved between her legs and was positioned right in front of her core. With a smirk, I let two fingers carefully rub over her clit through her underwear. As I did that, my girlfriend began to stir in her sleep. Her eyes fluttered the slightest, but she remained asleep through my gentle touches.

Sitting up on my knees, I delicately tugged her panties down her legs and discarded them off to the side. As I bent back down to her core, I noticed she was already wet and a grin turned up at the corners of my mouth. Someone was getting herself off before she took her nap. Leaning in, I let my tongue take a slow swipe along her slit, just enough to start waking her up. My eyes remained gazing at her perfect figure when I took her clit into my mouth and began sucking lightly.  With that, I noticed my girlfriend start to stir more until her eyes fluttered open to look downcast on me. I couldn’t help the smirk that tugged at either end of my mouth when I noticed her initially sleepy eyes darken with lust. “Did I wake you, princess?” I mumbled. As Kylie nodded, I noticed a flash of dominance rush over her as her hands rushed to rake through my hair and then push my head back down against her pussy. “Don’t you dare stop eating me out until I’m cumming.” She demanded and I did exactly as she said.

Harshly, I began sucking at her clit, feeling her body contort below me while moans were belted out. Moving my hand up, I gripped at her thighs before letting her index and middle finger drag to her center. My two fingers began pumping in and out of her. My eyes didn’t look away from her face as I curled my fingers inside of her just to see the way her jaw went ajar when louder groans filled the room. My entire focus was on my girlfriend below me and making her feel better than ever. Kylie’s hips arched upwards as I took her clit between my teeth and let my fingers pump in and out of her at a faster speed. I watched as her lower lip was tugged between her teeth to conceal a moan, jerking her hips up against my touch. The speed of my fingers pumping and curling inside of her increased and I felt as her body tense up below me. Her release was approaching and I wanted it to be incredible for her. My tongue lapsed over her clit over and over and I slid another finger into her, attempting to further her along. Before I knew it, her head fell back against the couch and a sling of curse words were leaving her lips.

Almost immediately after her climax, Kylie yanked me up by my hair to her level and looked me straight in the eyes before our lips collided with one another’s. “I’m gonna fuck you so good.” She muttered before her teeth sunk into my bottom lip, tugging at it before releasing. Taking me up to the bedroom, she shoved me down onto the bed. “On your hands and knees, slut.” She commanded, and I obeyed immediately. I loved when Kylie got dominant like this. She came up beside me and pressed her lips to mine. “Don’t even think of looking back, either.” She said before walking away, leaving me dripping and staring at the wall. Lust was growing within me. I was aching to see what she had in store for me as I sat hands and knees on the bed, ass up in the air. 

Caught off guard in the middle of my thoughts, I felt a strike come down against my ass and a loud gasp escaped through my lips. Little did I know, behind me, my girlfriend was putting on a strap on. That was followed by the shift as Kylie kneeled behind me. I had been expecting her to eat me out, but what I got was even better. The feeling of the tip of a dildo grazed along my dripping wet slit, teasing over my clit. I couldn’t help the moan that fell past my lips. “You like the feeling of this cock on you, babygirl?” To which, I nodded my head and that earned me a spank. “Use your fucking words.” She demanded. “I love it, mommy.” I whined, attempting to jerk my hips backwards. “Such an eager slut.” She muttered and continued to tease the cock against my cunt. “Beg for it.” 

“Please, fuck me.” I began, almost sounding exasperated. “I ate you out so well. Make your girl feel as good as you did.” I was trying to tempt her and it worked as I felt the hard cock slide into me, followed by the sound of my moan once again. Soon enough, she picked up and a rhythm and was just about pounding into me at a fast and steady pace. Her hands reached down to grip at my hips, scratching gently at them. My moans echoed throughout the room as she thrusted her hips to slide in and out of me until my core clenched around the length and I reached my climax. “Fuck.” I gasped as I dropped down onto the bed, catching my breath.

I had a few moments of just hearing my own breathing until I felt the shift in the bed again, then a vibrating sound. “We aren’t even close to done.” My girlfriend whispered in a seductive tone.


sorry this took so long, babes! busy times, but i’m back and hope you enjoyed this. let me know if i should make a part two??

  • Ruby: Yang. I don't think this is going to be a good idea.
  • Weiss: Ruby is right, Yang. Not only is this NOT going to work but is it only going to Make Blake angry at you and embarrass her.
  • Yang: SIIIIIIGH! Guys! Look I know what I'm doing. I just need to buy Dad and Uncle Qrow so time to get the new cake since SOMEBODY ATE THE FIRST ONE! *Yang stated glaring at her baby sister.*
  • Ruby: *holds up her hands* I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS BLAKE'S CAKE! Beside, You know you can't leave me in a room with any kind of sweets.
  • Weiss: *pinches the bridge of her nose and shakes her head.* You're both dolts.
  • ~Later~
  • Tai: Finally! We got the cake and are almost back home.
  • Qrow: Honestly, My semblance aside, how can 15 stores on this island be fresh out of cake?
  • Tai: Ruby did run out of cookies last week.
  • Qrow: Ah. That explains her picture on the banned posters.
  • Tai: My wallet took quite a hit that day. *Tai pulled his car to his driveway but stopped just before entering it.* Huh?
  • Qrow: What the hell?
  • *Xiao-Long/Rose front yard*
  • Ghira: WHERE DID IT GO!? DID YOU SEE IT!? *Ghira shouted as he ripped an bush straight out from the ground, roots and all*
  • Kali: I NEARLY HAPPEN IT! IT WAS JUST HERE!! *Kali yelled popping out of said bush.*
  • Blake: LOOK! THERE! IT'S IN THE TREE!! THE TREE! *Blake who is on the roof of her girlfriend's house shouted as she pointed to a tiny green dot.*
  • *inside the house*
  • Weiss: I don't know if I should be shocked that this actually worked or worried for the belladonna family's sanity?
  • Ruby: I'm more worried about Yang's safety when they realize it's her with two laser pointers. Aaaaand Blake is shooting the tree.
  • Yang: Trust me. They will never know and if they find out I'll cook them a years worth of sushi. *CRASH! BOOM!* HOLY CRAP! DID YOU SEE THAT!?
  • *Drive way*
  • Qrow: Did your daughter's girlfriend's father got tackle down one of your trees and is lifting it up? Or am I drunk?
  • Tai: Both. Wait. Is that a Green dot on the hood?
  • Qrow: Uh, Tai.
  • Tai: What is that? A paint speck?
  • Qrow: TAI!
  • Tai: WHAT!? *Qrow grabs his Tai's head and turns it while pointing to Ghira as he throws the tree at them.* Oh fuck.

Are you ready for my review of Moana?!??!

because Im gona tell you about it. (spoiler free) (although i dont understand what counts as spoilers though so whatever).

Basically, in summation, the people at Disney finally got their heads out of their butts and used their gagillions of dollars to make something that was an actual cinematic work of art. They did not just make some last minute thing and use their brand to sell it. They actually created a masterpiece.


1) The order and pacing of the soundtrack. They learned their lesson from Frozen. Because lets be honest, after “Let it Go” plays in that movie, the rest of the time you’re kind of left dangling for a real climax–musical or otherwise. The songs dont have a connecting theme, and they arent ordered well. Moana has the musical quality of Let it Go, with the pacing of Tangled. All of the songs work well together, share musical themes, and build upon each other as they should. They especially build into the climax of the film.

2) And oh my god-the climax. Think, “I See the Lights” meets “Let it Go” meets “Make a Man out of You.” There is music, stunning visuals, and they even slow-mo it at points. Like it is a FINALE. like GOD DAMN. oh my god. Go see it, then come to me to tell me how blown away you were by the climax. I’ll listen.

3) The artwork. I just realized I can’t talk about the artwork right now because I’m too busy reimagining all the scenes in my head repeatedly. Like I said, Disney actually USED their empire to create a true visual spectacle. See it in the theater so you can see it on the biggest scale possible.

In summation: anyone who calls this movie the next Frozen is doing a disservice to Moana. Moana is what Frozen wanted to be. Moana is Moana.


[War Hammer, Hand of Tobias]

Toby’s war hammer was one of the coolest things i got to work on.  it went through quite a few iterations,  and with a lot of help from Rustam Hasanov,  we finally ended up with what you see in the show.   as a fan of fantasy weapons I was really excited to work on this it brought me back to my days of obsessing over MMORPG weapons. 

you can see my process of concepting.  It initially started off as crystal on a pike,  and then after many rounds of notes.  eventually formed into a crystal surrounding a demon head statue. 

 Please watch Trollhunters on netflix if you havent checked it out yet.