Jack shuddered as a cold, scaly nose chuffed air into the side of his neck. He let out a little overwhelmed peep, and the other giggled actually in fondness over it. Clawed hands pulling the red-haired man ever closer into the cool chest of one evil overlord and Prince of Darkness, Chase Young.
How on earth did he get into this situation you may ask…well the story isn't very long.
Basically, there was a Wu called the Love Bug. This wu had the ability to attack its enemies by making them attracted to the user, which in turn often made them turn soft and mushy. With all the Xiaolin hugs and clinginess.
This wu, however, had a mind of its own and kinda liked to bite people since it activated and…it bit, Chase Young of all people. He was literally one of the hardest people to bite, especially with the armor and sensitive hearing, but a moment of distraction was enough.
Yada Yada, basically Jack was now in the Citadel with Chase Young huffing and puffing around his ear like an overly affectionate cat….with one key difference.
"Pretty," Chase breathed out reverently into his ear, and Jack felt his heart flutter ravenous in his chest as more praise dropped from the Dragon's lips. Gentle teeth ever so gently marring his pale skin.
Jack knew the Wu effect would be over soon, but he hated how much he liked all this. The feeling of his crush and idol curling around him and saying sweet things that the man would never say to him.
He never imagined something like this being possible. He tried to calm himself, but when Chase kept nuzzling into him, even in his dragon form, the red head could barely contain his physical reactions.
Clawed hands moved to his hair, digging into the scalp pleasantly. Jack stiffened in fear, but instantly relaxed when the hand started massaging his scalp. In fact, Jack melted.
This was everything he ever wanted. Someone to just pat his head or touch him lovingly.
The person doing it being Chase Young, though, was the mind-blowing cherry on top. The creme de la creme, the perfect scenario.
Chase scratched right where he really wanted, and Jack couldn't stop his breath from festering out. When Chase moved away, Jack unconsciously moved his head back to follow the hand, and a small little laugh greeted his movement as the clawed hand dug back in the spot.
Jack let out a little noise of enjoyment. It felt nice, probably the best moment in his life. "So greedy," Chase mocked, but it was clearly flirty.
The free Claw hand however skirted around his hip and Jack jumped a bit. A gloved hand grabbed a reptilian one as Jack stuttered, "Y-you don't want to do that." The words were nervous and panicked but he knew he would be dead meat if he didn't stop the situation from getting heavier than it was.
The Love Bug bite couldn't be permanent. He couldn't enjoy this forever.
"How could I not when you are teasing me like this?"
Jack could have raised his eyebrows to the ceiling.
"What do you mean teasing? I am literally stuck, how can I-AH!" His girlish scream rang out as Chase tail unwrapped from his waist and now wrapped along his upper thigh. The sensitive skin making him twitch every time Chase's scaled tail moved along it. His jeans were his only line of defense, but they were so tight that he could feel the texture of the scales anyway.
His stomach was tickling in that stupid teenage horny way that had him wishing he was older.
"That right there, I can feel your blood pumping and you smelling like sweat. It's like the sweetest poison." The words curled around Jack like an earworm, just reverberating till he was stuck thinking about that sentence.
It had his heart flipping and sinking when he knew he would never hear this again. Especially not if Chase got ahold of him after this Wu wore off. He might tear Jack limb from limb to save face.
The redhead used that fear to push away Chase's huffing nostrils from his neck. It was a hard task met with struggle that Jack would never win.
"It's not my fault you are sensitive in your lizard brain. Just turn human or something," Jack yelped as the tail around his leg released. The immortal man huffed in a way that was definitely a smirk.
THIS IS 'PROMPT 1' called 'Love Bug'.
This story is about an incident with the Love Bug wu between Jack and Chase that end up never discussed until years later Chase receives Jack's invitation to his wedding and now Chase has to confront how he felt that day during the incident...and possibly crash a wedding.
Magic School with Older more popular student Chase and younger genius at magical arts Jack who are in the same classes, but Jack lacks finesse and is more adept at craft involving magic rather than manipulation.
Chase always makes it look so easy and never looks Jack's way. Jack envys how gracefully refined Chase's magic is versus his own energy buzzing magic.
Chase's is like the wind, morphing and flowing freely to his will, while Jack's magic is alive, and his way to control it well is to build magic instruments. It gives his magic purpose. His always gave off a vibration like a sound wave that was tied to his emotion.
He was a genius at craft but at basic manipulation he looks like a fool in front of his idol Chase.
One day, half asleep, Jack makes a mistake and blows a WHOLE FLOOR in his dorm room. He is then moved across the door of his idol and everyone who bullies him.
It is his worst nightmare and his roommate is a frequent womanizer so Jack often spends his nights in the study room nearby. Night after night he is getting more tired of everything, from passive aggressive comments and bullying and his lack of being able to even be in his own fucking room.
It all comes to a head when Jack gets told to leave the room so his roommate can get frisky with a girl and Jack has an exam next day that he isn't ready for.
Jack gets pushed too far and the moment the other pokes him aggressively. That's when the redhead gets the door shut on him and that is when Jack grabs the door handle and feels himself tearing the whole door apart.
The magic in his fingers just somehow popping every hinge and ever lock flipped to neutral and that's when Jack bangs on the door so it falls.
The noise causing everyone to pop their head out and the resident officers to come out of their rooms in a huff. Everyone is yelling as Jack walks the halls half insane as he drags his fingers against each door and almost with the ease of breathing, undoes every door belonging to any asshole who talked bad on him.
He was grabbed before he could get the otherside of the hall.
Jack is in detention but not alone as he sees a few people in it as well include top student Chase Young.
The group just stands and leaves. Jack just watches them go and just works on things while he is in detention until the next day, Chase pulls him out the detention door alone.
He pushes Jack against a locker door and tells him to open it. Jack uses his magic and Chase waves him off after he is done.
Pissed off at the attitude despite needing his help, Jack leans against a water fountain across, not knowing his magic was working and suddenly the water sprays Chase's body.
Soaking and aghast, Chase growls at him and Jack starts to run, but laughing against his will. Chase had looked like a wet cat and now Chase made it his mission to hunt Jack in between every class. Quickly a game of fear on Jack's part and one of revenge on Chase's part.
The top student slowly making his life miserable...but why does Jack love it?
Jack Spicer was indeed a sight to behold. A 25 year old male, lean and weak, was now smashing a car window with a bat with a force to be reckoned with. The sound of smashing glass scattered across a parking garage yet was somewhat soundless if no one was there to hear it.
A breathtaking swing like a pro golfer had Jack Spicer puting the side mirrors under some cars farther down the slope towards darkness. The only thing bright in this dark place was the smile lighting up the man's face as he took another stroke sending the second mirror in the opposite direction.
It was a true work of joy to see.
The young man had a sucker in his mouth, chomping at it aggravated as he raised the bat from before to damage the windshield. The sickening crack was similar to dropping ones phone. Gut wrenching and the sound alone could split a heart in two.
Jack Spicer hoped Jared Pulinsky could feel this pain.
His newly ex boyfriend Jared who just put out pictures of Jack that he found rather fucking rude to exploit after their relationship crashed and burned.
Fucking Jareds.
I feel Jack on this one, Jareds can secretly be some real b-holes.
So after Jack broke up with him over some weird money issues involving money getting taken from his wallet without asking, that buck tooth, dimwitted brunette of a trucker decided to send out some of their naughty pictures. Which is why every single hit to the truck that Jared treasured made Jack more horny than he had ever been.
After he had smashed the glass, Jack pulled out his special key he made specifically to screw this truck over. A long strong key that would be impossible to fix after he scratched through. This time he took some liberties and doodled some things through that paint job that Jack gifted to Jared.
Cars occasionally drove through the garage and asked him what he was doing. He always answered honestly because there was nothing more satisfying then someone agreeing with him and giving their blessing to fuck up his exe's car.
Ah sweet validation.
Oh but he wasn't quite done. Oh no no, he also paid for the inside to get reupholstered.
Jared couldn't have anything that nice on his own paycheck, surely it would be awkward to drive around in the car your ex got work done for.
Jack Spicer would be EVER SO kind and make sure it wasn't recognizable after he was done with the Golden Tiger Claw ripping into the seams of the seats. ANYTHING to make JARED more comfortable in his BRAND NEW truck.
Lastly, to put the finishing touches took out a knife and slashed the tires with all the force his thin body could do. It was tough work but hearing that sweet hiss of air and knowing his ex wouldn't be able to drive to work was just plain exciting.
And finally, the piece de resistance, stealing the catalytic converter from the underbelly of the truck. That way if he wanted to sell this new piece of shit, he would get barely a dime without the most expensive piece. After all, this piece of shit was paid for by Jack, he at least deserved the best spare part to sell for himself.
Hmmm…maybe he could take the engine too….
Nah, Jack did more than enough to get out the message not to fuck with him, literally or figuratively.
Jack Spicer had gone soft while with Jared. He felt more love and attention from Jared than his parents ever gave him. Hell, the only person who ever lived with him longer than a month at a time was his grandma.
So this betrayal, despite dating for only 4 months, was a deep wound for him. Jack had been used and he was sick of always being the victim of these manipulative games.
They were never games to him.
It was time for Jack to start anew and it would start with this fucking truck.
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This last prompt for Cracked Glass is about Jack finally trying to stand up for himself once his boyfriend hurt him. However, Jack had disappeared from the monks and Heylin's lives for years at this point. So when a wu turns up one year later, they don't expect Jack nor the strange robot he sends. He leaves a message behind, "I'm done playing games."
Please feel free to check the other two prompts and answer the poll on my page♡☆
I don’t think this works for the whole Northern Hemisphere, I live in New England and can say for quite sure we’re not growing lemons up here in January. I think this is most likely only for the Southern parts of the country?
Yeah that’s something I was wondering. I know that outside of greenhouses you definitely can’t grow citrus at all where I live. It’s useful for the stuff that does grow here, though.
First it was the Mexicans, legal citizens born here from immigrant parents, that were claimed as non citizens. Now it’s the children of gay parents. Don’t you see what’s happening? Disenfranchisement. Classic fascism. We’re heading towards a totalitarian regime folks. Trump is a white supremacist and him and his administration won’t stop until they’ve recreated Hitler’s Nazi Germany.
Hitler didn’t start as histories greatest monster, or he wouldn’t have gained the power he got. It was only after he became too powerful to be removed that he revealed his true nature. You have to look for the warning signs and there are a lot of them with the Trump administration. Like, big red flags with glowing flares.
The worst thing is that Hitler had to put some effort into gaining his power, while Trump has been waving his red flags as high as possible since the start and no one seems to care…
do you have any tips on drawings noses? particularly non-white noses?? all the tutorials are european noses and i just want to learn how to draw my own nose!!
oh i feel you. the nice thing about being a poc is that you can always study yourself in the mirror to learn how to draw yourself better! but anyways:
if you’re wondering which kinds of noses are frequent for which race, i like to use this guide. I can’t verify how accurate it is, but it’s pretty damn comprehensive for racial traits around the world. I also really like this guide for learning how to draw a variety of East Asian noses (it’s not all flat!). Here’s an equivalent guide that includes drawing African noses. And there’s always Google images for more specific requirements.
+ 3D models are really helpful when drawing noses: x x x
+ here are some general nose tutorials by better artists lol: x x
