Disney doesn’t seem to realize how much money they could make off of me just by releasing some actual Padme merchandise. Give me Queen Amidala stuff… give me Padme in gorgeous gowns… give me Padme in senate outfits… give me Padme stuff and I will buy it, it’s really not that difficult
The Vid-Squids story takes place long before Splatoon 2, but that’s not stopping me from drawing my squids in the new gear! So excited, less than a month left!! (If the Retro Gamer Jersey doesn’t return, this’ll probably be the jacket I use when playing as Austin in-game.)
you do an imagine where connor’s really good at painting and the reader says to
“draw them like one of your french girls” (if you wanna make it nsfw
Ah yes, the good
ol French girl. Also!!! I won’t be writing NSFW for a while, sorry!! o: Thank
you for the request! <3
Implied sexual situation at the end
Connor Murphy’s favorite muse was nature. No matter what
thoughts came to nip at him, he would be able to calm himself down with
painting. He would get every fine
detail, every grain of sand, every little leaf on the tree. Connor Murphy could
paint an entire series of scenic artworks, each inspired by a photo, and each
would look more beautiful than the actual place. However, he refused to draw
what he thought to be most beautiful.
Connor Murphy refused to draw you.
No matter how much you begged him too, he would never so much as sketch you out. He
decided he wasn’t going to draw you because he was afraid of not being able to
get every detail.
He wanted to get the way your eyes sparkle in the light, the
way that your hair shines, and the way your face curves.
Connor Murphy wanted to line every detail of your face,
something he believed to be impossible.
Its currently two in the morning, and Connor sits on his
bed, painting a photo that you had taken the other day. You watch him as he
gently strokes the canvas with the small, fine brush. Each stroke was taken
While this wasn’t always an effective method of venting, it
was enough to get his hands steady. Enough to have him think one thought at a
time. It was enough to give him time to think.
Connor continues to paint, and you continue to watch. You
work on your homework (and a few parts of Connor’s homework so he would have
less to do), and quietly hum. This is the typical after school routine. Rarely
do the two of you not do this, and rarely is it ever at his house.
When you finish the homework, you set it to the side and
walk over to Connor.
“You need to take a break. You’re going to turn into a damn
tree. Do you want to become a tree, Connor? Get cut down and turned into a
“Y/N, that would be the best moment of my life.”
“You are unbelievable.”
Connor smirked slightly, and set down his brush. Turning
towards you, he grabs your hand, and pulls you over to your door.
“Connor, where are we going?” You say slowly, excited for
where you might be going.
“Hell, if I know.”
You have a good reason to be excited.
By the time you had arrived, it was already dusk. It seemed
that you were brought to a woodsy area, not one that you are familiar with.
Connor led you into the woods, walking like he has been here thousands of times
“Connor,” You started, “What is this place?”
Instead of responding, Connor gently squeezed your hand, and
After walking for a few more minutes, the two of your
entered a clearing. The clearing had a few different canvases placed against
trees, brushes scattered all over the ground, and lanterns that hung lazily
Connor led you over to a tree stump, and sat down.
“Care to not be so mysterious and spooky?”
Connor smiled slightly, and picked up a canvas. “Seeing you
confused is way more entertaining. It’s cute.”
You roll your eyes and sit next to him. “Where did you get
the lanterns from?”
“Zoe. She got pissed off when they disappeared, but she got
new ones so, I guess she didn’t really give that much of a shit.”
“And how did you find this area? It’s beautiful.”
“When you leave home every other fucking night, you start to
explore.” Connor grabbed a paint brush, and a few different colors.
You nodded, and watching him. “I’m… I’m glad you showed me
Connor applied paint to his brush, and flicked it at you.
Letting out a small, squeal you gently push him. “When I
asked you to paint me, I didn’t mean like that!”
He chuckled slightly and gently stroked the brush against
your nose. “Shit, dude, I guess we have two different definitions of that. Oh
“You are sucha dick
Connor just continued to smile – if you could call it that –
but you could still see the happiness in his eyes. Out of all of the ways to
show emotion, his eyes held the most.
You continued to watch Connor paint well past midnight. The
two of you said very little, mostly just enjoying each other’s company.
Every so often, you’d glance at Connor’s face, and notice
his features. His eyebrows would raise in concentration, or his eyebrows would
furrow in concentration. Occasionally, he would stick his tongue out slightly.
He pulled his hair back loosely, allowing a few strands to flow freely.
You didn’t even notice that you were staring until you had
paint flicked at you. Again.
You just rolled your eyes, and scooted in front of where
Connor was sitting. Placing your head on one of his knees, you poked his side.
Connor glanced down at you, and continued painting. “What,
you’re going to blow me in the middle of forest? Didn’t know you were into that
“Ew, what the hell, no! Maybe this is just a really
comfortable position, Murphy.” You stick your tongue out, and gently poke his
After waiting a few more minutes, you scoot backwards. “Hey,
“Draw me like one of your French girls!” You say, striking a
pose on the ground, and lifting your leg up slightly.
Connor looks at you for a moment, his face heating up. “You what?”
You huff, and strike another pose, this time while one your
back. “Draw me like one of your French girls, Murphy!”
Leaning back, Connor rested his foot on his knee. “That’s…
Kinda hot, y’know.”
You laugh and lie on the ground. “Is it? Is it really?”
Smirking, Connor places the materials to the side, and moves
to crawl on top of you, holding himself up with his elbows. “Yes, yes it is.”
You gently cup his cheek with one hand, and gently pushing a
stray strand of hair behind his ear with the other. “Can we do something crazy?”
“Crazy? I’d say this is the usual.”
You laugh and kiss Connor, wrapping your arms around his
neck. Connor deepens the kiss slightly, smirking.
You might be getting something even better than a painting.
Ahh guys I’m finally back with the reactions! Did you all hear about the OT8 comeback? :( Let’s still support them and love them fully because Yixing would want that, too.
Xiumin: Yanno how he’s like, the guy who rips his shirt in half and also a really quiet, shy guy at the same time? Although he’s the oldest and supposedly the most mature, I can see him as acting all cute and pouty when he wants something; also super giggly, childish, and silly.
Lay: Being 101% honest, I feel like he’d be one of the sweetest boyfriends out of all in EXO. Even if everyone else might be, he’d be the sugariest cinnamon bun. He acts and just seems so freaking pure- you could literally chuck a Bible at him and he’d sit down to read it.
Suho: Like Yixing, I see Suho as himself in front of the camera. He smiles and laughs when the situation is funny, and looks displeased/unhappy when the situation is serious. Being the leader for the amount of 5 years already, I feel his mom/leader role is a huge part of him now, so it’d be a natural for him to act as one.
Chen: “Troll” is what he’s often titled as, he’s also shown as a whiney and loud guy. I honestly see him as a real humble, down-to-earth guy who cares about others sincerely. He also seems like one of those people that are just easy to get along with cause they’re so chill and comforting.
Baekhyun: The same tbh?? Hyper, funny, dramatic, etc. But obviously, everyone is much more different behind the camera. Instead of forcing his humor for the audience, I feel like he’d be much more real. His jokes and wit would come to him naturally at the moment, making them more entertaining.
Chanyeol: As much as we love his smile, Chanyeol strikes a vibe to me of more an… emotional guy. Although he seems very egotistical, I can sense a vibe from him where he’s actually insecure and worries of how others may judge him. He uses his smile as mask to conceal himself, and hide.
D.O: Behind those satanic facial expressions and how he just quietly hides in the corner and barely speaks, I see Kyungsoo as a goofball who likes a good laugh. He stealthily hates his hair stylist and cares for all his members whether he beats them up or not. By all his members includes Baekhyun.
Kai: Kai?? Who’s Kai?? I only know Jongin.
But let me tell you, this kid iS SUCH A GENUINE AND KIND HEARTED SOUL. He just wants to be happy with a stable and healthy life as he eats chicken.
Sehun: Although he acts sassy, egotistical, cold-hearted, yet fairly baby-ish on camera, I betcha he’s just a shy kid who’s adorably whiny, clingy, and just wants to HAVE MORE FUCKING LINES IN THE GOD DAMN SONGS BECAUSE WHERE IS HIS ANGELIC VOICEee
“Should we get out of the water, it’s getting kinda chilly.” You mumbled, looking at Loki.
He smiled, gliding his hand along your bare shoulder, watching the gooseflesh rise beneath his touch. “I suppose, you do look cold.”
“I like being in here with you though.”
“We can always swim tomorrow.” Loki tilted his head up, looking towards the sky. A smile graced his lips as he watched the twinkling lights. You followed his gaze, admiring Loki’s angular jaw and the way his hair cascaded around his head. “Yes, come love, let’s get out.”
You swam over to the edge of the pool and slowly lifted yourself from the water.
Loki watched you closely, admiring the curve of your body, the movement of your muscles, your hair hanging in dripping curtains. You pulled yourself up and turned around, smiling coyly at him.
Quirking your finger, you motioned for him to join you.
Loki’s grin widened as he moved forward, resting his hands on either sides of your legs. You wrapped your legs around his torso as he lifted himself from the water. Pulling himself up, Loki met your lips in a soft kiss, lifting himself and slowly pushing you back until he crawled out of the pool, sliding you back and pressing his body against yours, planting soft kisses on your dripping flesh.
You giggled at the feather touches, reaching for the large towel to wrap around the pair of you. Loki wrapped his arm around you, the towel enveloping the two of you. He leaned his head down and pressed a soft kiss into the crown of your head before lightly rubbing the corner of the towel through your hair, drying it off.
As Loki held you tightly, sometimes drying you off, other times just planting soft kisses, the two of you kicked your feet in the water, lightly splashing and enjoying the texture of the water.
“Look at the stars.” You finally interrupted the warm amicable silence.
“They’re beautiful tonight.” Loki agreed, following your gaze. “Thank you for this lovely evening.”
“Thank you too.” You replied.
Loki cupped your chin and pulled you in for a deep kiss, his lips melding against yours. Your eyes sank shut, melting into his touch.