#( quick base doodle of two friends )

[nightmun]

Couple small drawings of Ian and Ada in my normal style

[angrybatart]

Trying to shake myself out of burnout, so have a quick doodle, wip of a funny encounter my friend had with Ares in Hades. Dionysus WAS supposed to be in it too, but I took one look at his design and decided I don't have the energy for it. Tonight at least.

[datarevived]

[darqx]

HEEEY MACARENA (ALRIGHT!)

Here's some long overdue BP and HH asks :) I tend to combine the two since there's not as many as the RADs, so this starts with BP and then moves into HH/Gen qs.

BP

MUAH ~ (I actually doodled this some time last year for fun and whimsy, based on those long mouth kiss meme pics XD)

A very quick overview of these types!

Vescordem: Maneaters/cannibals, excessively tall and strong.

Aleores: Minor dealmakers (goods and services). Jaw can unhinge and has venomous bite.

Sollicio: Major dealmakers - soul stealing ability. Often very good looking, has ichor powers.

Voxter: Ability to project 'thoughts' into someone else's mind - you ever have an intrusive thought? Same concept. All have a unique mark across the top part of their face.

Caumacies: Maneaters/cannibals, very strong. Has a third eye which sees only in heat vision - rarely opened simultaneously with normal eyes.

Hmm M or MA15 i think 🤔

You know, i actually have an idea for a game that has nothing to do with anything I'm currently doing XD One day i'll actually have time to make it, maybe. But anyway currently my actual project is i'm planning on making a comic \o/

I AM PLEASED TO ANNOUNCE that i have thumbnailed like 70 pages of this bloody thing and i'm still only in the first quarter of the planned chapters lol OTL Once i finish thumbing the chapter I'm on I plan to go back and render the pages properly before starting to post them :D

...which should hopefully give me a buffer as i repeat the process for the next chapters |D

You know, the concept of my characs being comfort characs for someone will never get old for me. It just tickles me pink ᕕ( ��� )ᕗ This answer will have two levels to it.

It's fine to RP or ask blog with Rire - he's one of my more "known" characs thanks to BTD so as long as credit is given (and it's made clear I'm not running the blog so it's not canon) then it's cool.

I'd prefer if no ask/RP blogs are created for any of my other BP or HH characs, as they are not as known yet. This may be revisited once i actually get the BP comic out but for now it's a no, sorry! (Though, if you are RPing in like...a private Discord with other friends who know who the characs are then I'm a bit more lenient with that.)

The reason for the BP/HH level is that ages ago when I had started establishing my own characs more, I randomly happened to find a forum where someone was RPing as Izm and .D but no one else knew who the characs were and so they clearly thought the RPer was the original artist and creator. Said RPer was not dissuading anyone of that notion. That has stuck with me for forever because at the time i never anticipated that someone would...actually try and do that with an OC. Like, bro srsly?!

One pet peeve for everyone:

.D: Willfully stupid people

Izm: .D smoking. He could care less if anyone else smokes but .D is not allowed on his watch

Marcus: Having decisions made for him without his input

Zeke: "How's the weather up there?"

Wei Ren: When people think he can't understand English cos he has an accent and so they deliberately speak slower and louder

Geez Caleb why are you damn RUDE

Here's one i prepared earlier! 😌

I'm not sure why you included Marcus as a demon, he's a human lol.

HH/More Gen

There are clubs which are created by students but need approval from the adults to exist.

HH is one of the better boarding schools which generally turn out successful alumni. The "obvious problems" we see are not actually obvious lol.

He doesn't need such manipulations.

Thanks! I hope you are inspired to go forth and create stuff! :D

One of the only perks of being a prefect at HH, really :d

Absolutely not lol

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4. These types of qs are always amusing to me only because you guys expect me to know but i absolutely do not XDD. Do normal people actually have a fave animal?? I dont even have a fave animal!! Anyway offshoot aside sorry that i can't even randomly assign anything, but if you are interested here is what they might be AS animals lol.

They actually don't have names because they were randomly designed NPCs i drew as like, placeholders |D;

Not including Rire or Nurse Isla:

.D is asexual, Izm is bisexual, and everyone else is straight probably. Caleb and Desmond are violently straight (as in Des is like very 90s stoner bro adamantly vocal about being straight and Caleb will actually try and break your neck for insinuating anything).

I have some female characs but I dont draw them that often as they are more side characs in BP and HH. The ones ive's drawn at least once are Isla (who looks like this, also doodled above), Tish (Des's sister) and Kenzie and Kelly (Zeke's sisters).

Every once in a blue moon i get an ask saying this but whenever i go to check nothing is wrong, so...nothing is wrong they do work |D; As the age old tech saying goes have you tried turning it off and on again? :d

Aren't those kind of things supposed to be...based on yourself??

[sunnihope]

Could you tell us your interpretation of Kryptos and his relationship with Bill please!! Your amazing art has made me super curious!!

OH BOY- I have a lot to say about their relationship and how I interpret it

MINOR BOOK OF BILL SPOILERS AHEAD!

Okay! Kryptos only has one line in the show and s single entry in the book of Bill. HOWEVER, the book offers insight into what Krpytos does for Bill, that is: ghost writing Bill's riddles

Call it copium, whatever, but to me this is an extremely big characteristic considering Bill practically speaks in riddles and codes. It doesn't help that in the concept art for Kryptos, he's referred to as the "illuminatis compass".

This right here is what I base their entire relationship on. Basically Bill is the one who takes the reins of everything, while Kryptos sits behind the scenes and judges bill tells bill what might and might not be the best ideas. Bill, of course, doesn't listen to him, but he does keep whatever Kryptos in mind. They often fight and butt heads, but ultimately, they still remain friends and deal with eachothers nonsense. Kryptos is Bill's punching bag, but Kryptos is quick to bite back if he wants :]

I had actually written Kryptos' relationship with Bill and forgot abt it until just now 💀 (this was before the book of bill came out. The books release still doesn't change how I view their relationship)

Lots of my comics that I draw reflect how I view their relationship. I like the HC that Bill and Kryptos are both from the 2nd dimension, and have created my own hc to help better fit in with the events of the book! UGH I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH YOU DONT EVEN KNOW 💔💔

Some doodles that might help (I'm terrible at words LMFAO)

[lovemesomeagnst]

What’s team red like in your au? I’m really curious about their dynamic :3

I actually have doodles and stuff planned for this tehe 🤭

So basically,

Dan is their engineer since he can help build stuff like how Ivy is the team’s mechanic

Carla is a getaway driver!!

Alex, which is Shermie’s son in this au, is their residential hacker. (Shermie does not know this.)

They’re still called Team Red because well the El Diablo is red and Stan wears red HAHA also their home base in Gravity Falls is like a secluded area. Basically like the Mystery Shack but with a few changes?

(I would have added soos, Wendy or Mabel and dipper but the timelines don’t match up unfortunately!!)

Alex bugged his way into Stan’s alliance when Stan was seeking quick refuge with Shermie’s family. It was super funny because Stan was busy plotting out his plans to thwart VILE and also not get caught by them in the middle of the night when Alex just questioned him about it.

Basically Alex: Heya uncle that looks hard, need any help?

And the next thing Stan knew he had a nephew on his side with impressive hacking skills to help him with his tasks. In return he teaches Alex some of his minor skills (how to steal and not get caught HELPP)

With Shermie and the rest of the fam not knowing I like to imagine family dinner with Shermie inviting Ford and it’s just Ford ranting about catching the super thief while Alex is off to the side like 👀.

Carla McCorkle and Stan ran into each other shortly after Stan left Shermie’s place and they had a talk and reconciled. After that they discussed further and Carla stubbornly inputted herself into Stan’s plans cause she was curious what he was planning to do. Also since she was concerned over what she’s observed from him when they were having a chat. As someone who had known Stan from his teen years, she’s someone who can understand him well and they became super close friends afterwards! She also smacks sense into him when needed!

‘Boyish’ Dan had been busy looking for a job and he came across Stan and Carla while they were stopping by Gravity Falls. He’s still young in this, maybe a teen? So Stan wasn’t so sure about having him on their team but since Alex was already in it he figured it wouldn’t be that bad. Dan impressed them all with his strength and skills to build stuff and after a whole discussion and a week of staying at Gravity Falls, the team decided to set up base there. Dan helped build their small shack (before it expands over time) and Stan was fine in letting him in the group. As normal Corduroy traits, Dan becomes a loyal and awesome asset to the team.

Part one | Part two | Part three | Part four

[sanctuaryblur]

Quick little doodle from the lotf Snapchat au based on a snap I sent my friend 😭

I couldn’t decide which text I should have done so I made TWO versions

[missis-maple394]

We didn't saw that coming... (hollow knight doodle)

DO NOT REPOST / EDIT / TRACE / MONETIZE MY ART FROM OTHER SITES.

Author’s comment:

"I miss Maple, I wonder where she went on her indefinite hiatus?" -my friends

Well... about that. I played Hollow Knight again after 6 years of hiatus (while waiting for silksong, lol.lmao.). Today's quick doodle on slightly burned out life & creatives, the Knight itself from Hollow Knight! Why do they have that on their head stuck in the buzzsaw? Well... for a quick recap:

- I completed the 4 Pantheons and its seal of bindings, I'm saving the last pantheon later after I took an actual break.

- Pure completion on 112% using Sealed Siblings ending for this steam's achievement.

- All Attuned/Ascended/Radiant clear, two bosses remain empty, as I assumed it's from last pantheon's exclusives.

- Completed Path of Pain under 6 hours before my dinner's ready. 

Was it worth? Oh hell, you had no idea how I'm so happy to complete it! However; it's okay that your experienced with this game were good enough. I can't blame you for struggling one of the hardest, optional post-game content they provided, and it's all FREE in base price. By the way, did I mentioned that game is in sale? Go get it, don't feel guilty for small price to play this game. Play blind and don't look up, explore and enjoy the combat!

Hakita, the ULTRAKILL dev, said his tweet saying "If you pirate a game, then enjoy it, spread word about it and get someone else to buy it, that's at worst an equal trade, at best an additional sale that wouldn't have happened if you hadn't pirated it." (source: PCGAMER Article - Ultrakill dev says it's fine to pirate his game if you don't have money to spare). So what he meant that, don't feel guilty and get it full game for pirating/sale for this.

Now if you excuse me, I'll be working on slowly with art again after I had vacation on flight since weeks back. It was so cozy but cold!

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[koiifiishy]

a fake npc LI wiki page for eris ! ignore my typos... below/under the cut is different "excerpts from the wiki". if youve yet to see my eris doodlings, you can check this tag! :3 *UPDATE with a little base art pic hehe

First Meeting 2.1 - Orphanage Garden

Leaving the main hallway just outside your room, you exit outside of the backdoor of the Orphanage. There's a Garden back here. Where all four flowerbeds were once overgrown and full of weeds, there are now two that are tidy and freshly tilled. As you approach the beds and wonder what could be grown in them, the sound of a huff to your side pulls your attention away. "You can't use those two. If you wanna plant something, use the other two beds." You turn to see a fellow resident orphan, who you recognize as Eris. He had piercing red eyes framed by long dark lashes. He stands with a hand on one hip and a slight scowl on his face. You've known him long enough to know that he just usually looks tired and fed up -- he's actually pretty nice! He pointed to the clean flowerbeds you had just been observing. "I'm using those two. You can use my tools if you want, just give 'em back when you're done." . . . yeah, he was nice..!

First Meeting 2.2 - Dance Studio

Charlie stopped the lesson for a moment to announce that they needed to step out for a moment. They directed you to find a dance partner to practice with while they were away. A lecherous looking man has his eyes set on you. Before he could reach you, you felt another presence to your side. "Oy - they already have a partner, shove off." You felt a hand slip into yours and turned to see a young man in turtleneck leotard and capri sweatpants. Though it took a moment, you were hit with sudden recognition. He was a fellow orphan, Eris! You nodded and took his hand, "Yup, sorry." The man seemed to want to argue, but the combined glares from both you and Eris ran him off. "Hmph. He couldn't be anymore transparent, huh?" Eris turned his red eyes towards you and offered a faint smile. "Didn't know you were interested in dancing. I drop in now and then, so if you need a dance partner and I'm around..." he trailed off, letting the invitation linger in the air. It would certainly be safer to pair up with somebody you already knew when circumstances called for it!

First Meeting 2.3 - At School

You're walking through the hallways at school to your next class. You feel somebody following you. It doesn't take long for you to hear the jeers of some delinquents and put two and two together. Your shoulders tensed as you prepared yourself for yet another tiresome encounter with bullies. As expected, one of the bullies grab your arm and jerk you towards them while the others laugh and cheer their friend on. You prepare yourself for more, to appease or fight, but a sudden fist to your tormentor's jaw loosens their grip upon you. With a gasp, they staggered back. Surprise colored your expression and you whipped your head to the perpetrator. A small boy with a dark fringe and long blond hair over his shoulders stood defiant beside you, an unmistakable anger in his red eyes. "Class is about to start, assholes. Unless you like detention with Leighton you better be on your way." It was Eris, a fellow orphan! Though he warned the bullies about detention, his actions seemed to suggest he was ready to throw down should that not dissuade them. The leader of the group sputtered angrily, but seemed to think twice of pressing this encounter. "Fuck you, freak! And you're in for it next time we see you!" They yelled at you as they turned to flee. Eris took one of his school shoes off and chucked it square to the back of the fleeing bully's head.

First Meeting 2.4 - At The Cafe

You stop by the café for a quick treat. You slide into a booth and a waiter is quick to come to the table, pen and paper at the ready. "Hey, I'll be your waiter. Can I get you started with something to drink?" The voice is familiar and as you turn to face your waiter, you realize that you know this person. A young man around your age with red eyes and an impressive resting bitch face, even on the clock. "Eris! I didn't know you worked here." You greet him. Eris stared for a moment, before offering a small one sided smile. "Plenty of things you don't know. Now c'mon, I don't gotta lot of time to chitchat, what do you want?" You laughed at his brusque words, "Geez, you must be popular with the customers!" He rolled his eyes but the smile stayed on his face. "Yup, I'm the friendliest waiter in the café. Gimme your order and I'll give you my employee discount." Happily enticed by this deal, you hurried up your order and watched Eris as he jotted it down and retreated to the back.

Places you can encounter Eris

The player has the choice to sit with Robin at lunch and may also encounter Eris sitting with him already, only after having met him for the first time. You do not share any classes with Eris.

Working at the café, the dog pound, or the spa. Working these jobs while Eris is also working will reduce your chances of being harassed. If you get into a situation and scream for help, Eris will come to your rescue the next round.

The temple, usually on sundays or monday mornings. You note that he doesn't seem to be praying so much as he is people watching. Sitting next to him to pray reduces stress and trauma. He will often be seen sitting next to Sydney, if Sydney isn't otherwise busy.

Once a month on the second saturday of that month, you can find Eris working with Alex on the Farm. Should you not have unlocked the Coastal Path and you go home with him at the end of the day, Eris will show you the shortcut back to the city, thus unlocking it for future use.

His room at the Orphanage! Like Robin, the player may visit his room and hang out with him. He can help the player study, listen to music together, or be invited to go out somewhere. His hang out areas are 1. The Forest Lake, where the player can chat, swim, take a walk, or meditate with him. Or 2. The Café, where he'll generously pay for your treat and enjoy a deluxe creampuff for himself. You have the chance of meeting other NPCs at the café, which Eris will make different comments on depending on how that NPC views you - giving the player a unique look into how that NPC views the player through an outside lens.

Relationship

Eris will always begin with a Decent view of the player. His default view of the player is "Eris wants to protect you." Eris' unique trait is "Trust", which will build over time with +Love interactions. On the other hand, it will decrease with -Love interactions. It will not passively degrade or increase.

As stated before, if the player should not pursue Eris as a Love Interest and Sydney is also not pursued, the two of them will eventually begin to date. This doesn't bar the player from romancing them later on! But they will not engage in vaginal/penile sex with the player after that, as they are now promised to each other. Should the player force themselves upon either Eris or Sydney, thus breaking their vow, Eris's Trust will immediately be replaced by Fury.

Low Trust: Eris wants to protect you. (Default)

Mid Trust: Eris thinks of you as a dear friend.

Very High Trust: Eris would kill for you.

Mid Fury: Eris feels hurt by you.

High Fury: Eris feels betrayed by you.

Very High Fury: Eris fucking hates your guts.

If dating the player:

Mid Trust: Eris adores you.

High Trust: Eris would do anything for you.

Low/Mid Fury: Eris prays for your salvation.

High Fury: Eris will help you atone...

Love, Lust, Trust (and Fury)

Similarly to Robin, Lust will only begin building after you've set Eris as a Love Interest. At Low Lust, Eris will insist on not being touched by the player but will service them instead. At High Lust Eris will take on a power bottom role unless he's also at High Trust, wherein the player may take the lead in sex.

He doesn't like high exhibitionist sexual encounters, but can be convinced of low exhibitionist encounters (such as giving oral under a desk, where he or the player can't be seen by others).

Similarly to Sydney: If the player wishes to have vaginal sex with Eris they Must agree to be promised to Eris at the Temple. This will bar the player from having penile/vaginal sex with other characters, or risk breaking their vow. The player may ask Eris about this and how serious he is about his role at the Temple, to which Eris will mostly brush it off as just being another job with extra steps. If the player doesn't wish to be promised to Eris, he will still have anal and oral sex with them (alternatively, he can peg the player!). Should the player fuck Eris vaginally without being promised, Eris' Trust mete will instantly drop to 0 and transition into his Fury meter.

If the player should at any point force themselves on Eris, his Trust will instantly plummet into Mid-High Fury. This can only be salvaged by submitting yourself to him for whatever punishment he sees fit to dole out upon you. Consider this a Soft Bad Ending!

At High Fury: Eris' Fury is holy and righteous - having betrayed his trust, he now considers the player just as wretched as everyone else in this G*d forsaken town. If the player was dating prior to gaining High Fury, he will attempt to salvage them. If they weren't dating, he's all together given up on the player and will no longer help them the ways he used to (rescuing them, giving them money, hanging out with them, etc). He's liable to punch the player without warning should they try to talk to him more than once while at High Fury, leading to ++Pain. Fights with Eris are difficult to win, but not impossible. His Fury will lessen each time he wins a fight, but will go up if he loses a fight. A High Fury Love Interest Eris will be just as violent, but will assure the player that he's doing this for their salvation. The player will note that he seems extremely manic, similar to Kylar in his manic state; unlike Kylar, he isn't sorry when he hurts the player and will instead make the player apologize. This will also unlock a maxed out Dominance meter, again similar to Kylar during their manor event.

<"Eris placed one combat boot against the side of the chair you were tied to. He leaned into this new stance, slowly tipping you back as he leaned his face closer to yours. "I thought you were different." He said, voice eerily calm and stare burning hot. "you're not; you're trash, just like the rest of them... but I know you can be better. You will be better." He pulled away for just a moment, before swiftly kicking the chair, and you, to the ground. You gasped from the shock of landing on your back, cushioned only by the wooden back of the seat you were tied to. It bit into your back uncomfortably, but you had little time to linger on the feeling as Eris placed his boot down firmly against your throat. You struggled on instinct. He cocked his head to one side as he watched you, as one might watch an insect squirm, and the comparison made your stomach knot. You'd betrayed his trust. To Eris, you really were nothing more than an unworthy, insignificant bug to squish underneath his heel. But he relented, and you remembered the good times you shared as well; as friends, as lovers. He may hate you now, but he too seemed to hold onto those memories enough to deem you worth saving. You sputtered for air once his boot fully withdrew. "Who made you fall? Who clipped your wings, love?"> - Yell at him in anger ( ??? ) - Blame Named NPC ( ??? ) - Blame G*d ( ??? )

Miscellaneous !

this game has given me brainrot LOL... if you couldn't tell. if you liked this post i can try to write longer drabbles of things! if you have questions, youre free to inbox me ^^

Eris is small - his official height is 5'1. he will be shorter than your pc unless they're "tiny". he has a flat chest, vagina & 'modest' ass. he takes contraceptives & would suggest the player also take them, just to be safe.

i went mad with brainrot and made him a pinboard and playlist haha,,,

As a boy or a girl, Eris will always be transmasc or transfemme - they will never be cis! by default, he's a transman with a preference for men but he doesn't mind girls!

he fights a lot; his reputation with the cops is bad but he does jobs for Landry sometimes to wipe his record when it gets to cumbersome. despite his frequent detention slips and poor standing amongst other students, he's an exemplary A* student. the other orphans know him to be a big brotherly figure, who they can rely on; he sometimes helps others with lending them cash when they're short on Bailey's extortion rent. the player can also ask for money, to which he'll give them between 50-100 (he must be asked before Fridays).

portuguese heritage. rusty with portuguese but can speak it on a conversational level. has no big opinion on the UK (assuming DOL is in fact based in the UK lol) vs portugal given he wasn't raised in his parent's home country.

his "inner self" is a cat & angel (the angel traits may disappear over time given enough corruption). awareness is high, so he'd be able to notice the player's supernatural traits. he's fine with all of the TFs except demon ones, which cause him to be wary of the player / make small comments on the unholiness of their new traits.

the PC doesn't need to date Eris to ask to sleep in his room, he'll let them do so platonically if they're at a high enough love and trust; this option will also save the PC from any unwanted midnight visitors & give --trauma & --stress.

New orphanage interaction for a group study session with PC, Eris and Robin in Eris' room (he has a table and chairs lol). It offers the same options as doing homework with Robin, but with an additional option to ask Eris to tutor you which will give you a ++ to your chosen subject.

[mystwrites]

Hi, congratulations on reaching 200 followers! You're a very talented writer and artist and worked hard to achieve this milestone!

If you would like for your follower event, could you do 🍉 and 🌊, with lee!Geto and ler!Gojo? I guess I'm basing the scenario where Geto and Gojo took Riko to Okinawa island to relax.

Again, congrats on this milestone and may many more come your way!

My 200 Followers Event is still open!

The beach was really great. Geto was downright enjoying himself. Of course, this was a mission he was supposed to be on with Gojo but Gojo’s idea of a beach day was incredible. The smell of the salty sea, the calming sounds of the waves hitting the sand, the warm sun on his body. It was all so relaxing.

While he did say he was opposed to the idea, he now has no arguments. Sunbathing was really nice and relaxing. A perfect change in scenery as well as atmosphere. Before, things were tense and now the mood was lifted, everyone smiling, laughing and genuinely happy.

“God…I love this…” he mumbled, Gojo next to him lying on his back, enjoying this fresh dose of vitamin c.

“I told you this would be fun!” Gojo sang, pointing to Riko and Kuroi going for a swim. “They’re having a lot of fun and I can tell you’re having a good time tanning.”

“Mmm. I did wanna get a tan at some point in my life.” Geto replied, comfortable as ever on his stomach. “Satoru?”

“Yeah?”

“Is my back burning?”

“Uhhh…ooh! Yes, I see some redness.”

Geto groaned and sat up. “Shit. Really?”

“Yes! Right here! It’s red.” Gojo added, pressing down on Geto’s shoulder. He hissed as Gojo’s finger pressed into his skin. It did hurt slightly.

“Damn…that was quick.”

“Well, we were here for like…an hour and thirty minutes.”

“Yeah, but while I do wanna tan, I don’t wanna become a cooked lobster.“ Geto joked, tossing a bottle of sunscreen to Gojo. “Help me out and put sunscreen on my back will you?”

“Roger!” Gojo saluted, suddenly squirting a whole glob onto Geto’s back.

“OIY!! Take it easy with the sunscreen!” Geto gasped.

The sudden temperature change from hot to freezing cold startled Geto so much his foot kicked Gojo’s back. Apologizing, Gojo went to work, probably applying too much sunscreen but more is better than too little. Geto was grateful that his best friend would do this for him.

Geto’s eyes closed since it felt as if Gojo was massaging him but before he could completely relax, he felt two single fingers start to drag up and down his sides and swirl in a circular motion. Tensing up, Geto let out a loud inhale and whined, fully aware that Gojo was absolutely grinning behind him.

“Satoru!” he hissed. “That tickles!!”

“Dude, I’m not even trying to tickle you! I’m just doodling on your back with the sunscreen.” Gojo snickered, a mischievous grin appearing on his face much to Geto’s horror. “I drew a cat on your back hehehe! Let’s draw some more.~”

“Don’t even think about it you ass.” Geto barked.

“What? You don’t want a nice tattoo?”

“Hell no! Especially not if the “tattoo” is super painful tomorrow, then starts to itch and peel in a few days.”

“Oh well…it’s your loss. It was a very cute drawing.”

Geto laughed at the sad sigh Gojo let out and shook his head. Sometimes his friend could be too much. He still enjoyed being around Gojo nonetheless.

All was calm after Gojo finished applying the sunscreen to his back. The sounds of Riko screaming and laughing with Kuroi as a wave knocked them over was music to Geto’s ears as he continued to happily sunbathe. That was until he felt Gojo’s finger run up the back of his leg from the sole of his foot to the back of his knee. Jerking, Geto whipped around so fast he could’ve gotten whiplash and threw sand at Gojo’s face.

“GAAAH!” Gojo shook his head and giggled, smiling playfully at Geto.

“I swear to god, Satoru!” he growled, glaring at the white haired teen. “If you don’t stop…”

“What? If I don’t stop then what?~” Gojo teased, brushing the sand off of his cheek before suddenly tickling Geto’s spine.

“I will not hesitate to unleash the kissy cu-AAAGHHH!!” Geto couldn’t find it in him to spit out an angry remark as Gojo started to gently scribble at his hips. “Dahahammit Satoru!!”

“Hehee. Oh this is good!” Gojo snickered, sitting on Geto’s lower back. “Let’s have a little fun then, Suguru!~”

Geto shook his head, slapping the beach towel he resided on as Gojo’s hands connected with his armpits. While he wouldn’t normally be against a sudden Gojo tickle attack, they were at the beach, not in their dorm rooms where they had privacy. Anyone could look at them and think they were crazy. And worst of all, Riko and Kuroi might possibly join in the fun.

“Thihis is chihildish!! Quit th-this nonsehense!! Sato-RUUUHUHUHU!! IHIHI’M SEHERIOUS!!” Geto wheezed, reaching back to push Gojo away once his hands settled on his hips.

All that came in response was Gojo humming, happy to just tickle his friend to pieces. Giggling, Gojo suddenly lay on top of Geto, going for his ribs, hips and armpits all at once. Laughing, Geto flailed about, kicking up sand before he submitted to the sensations plaguing his body.

“Is this still childish?” Gojo snickered, rolling Geto onto his back. “Tickling my best friend and making him laugh is childish??”

“Y-YEHEHES YOU GOON!” Geto cried, wheezing as Gojo dusted the sand off of his stomach. “KNOHOHOCK IT OFF!!”

“Make me stop, Suguru!~” Gojo taunted, smug as ever. “Why don’t you make a curse stop me?~”

Gojo let out a yelp as Geto kicked him in the back. Seeing his opportunity, Geto bucked his hips as hard as he could, successfully dislodging Gojo from his waist. Without hesitation, he ran into the water to join Riko and Kuroi, Gojo hot on his heels.

“Amanai! Kuroi!!” he wheezed, shivering as his feet, thighs and then hips were submerged in the water. “Please help me!!”

“What’s wrong? Is Gojo being a turd?” Riko asked, clearly not surprised Gojo would be starting some chaos.

“Yeah! He’s engaging in childish activities!!” Geto cried, hiding behind Kuroi.

“What kind of “childish activities” are we talking about?” Kuroi asked.

“W-we don’t talk about that…” Geto stammered, pointing at Gojo and trying hard to ignore the burning of his cheeks. “You back the fuck up!”

“C’mere Suguru!~ I’m not done with you yet! Don’t hide behind Amanai and Kuroi you wimp!~”

Thinking on the fly, Riko let out a battle cry and kicked water into Gojo’s face. Geto saw this as his moment to put the sudden tickle attack to an end and grabbed his friend by the waist. Gojo shrieked, feeling his feet levitate out of the water and into the air. Snickering, Kuroi and Riko watched, wondering what Geto would do.

“There!” Geto said, suddenly tossing Gojo over his shoulder and into the water. “Problem solved.”

Sputtering, Gojo resurfaced, scoffing as he searched for his sunglasses that fell off in all the chaos. Riko and Kuroi both snickered as Geto loomed over him, his arms crossed.

“You done with these childish antics, Satoru?” he asked, Gojo laughing and putting his glasses back on.

“Pffft! Nah but I won’t do anything for now.” Gojo sang, poking Geto’s tummy.

“For now?!?” Geto squawked, splashing Gojo once again. “Don’t you dare tickle me again!”

“Aaah.” Riko snickered, nodding her head at Kuroi. “That’s what “childish activities” meant.”

A/N: Thank you for the request!🩷I loved writing for Gojo and Geto so much! It’s refreshing to start writing for other fandoms.

[creativecupcake]

Oh Goddess Beyond Part 2

Warnings: None really other than bad google translate for Rook and a mention of Autism/ADHD.

Chapter 2: The Realm of Rest and First Sight

Part 1 , Part 3

It had been about a month since Yuu’s status as Champion had been discovered. Within the first week Azul, Riddle, Vil, and the staff had created an airtight contract for all the NRC staff and students to sign. With word that it had to do with the Goddess and her Champion, everyone was quick to sign. When Yuu was revealed to the masses and they mentioned working towards the Goddess’ return, the halls of Night Raven College echoed with cheers. Students worked together to get the school buildings prepared for her. Upon hearing their housewardens and others mentioning that the Goddess herself directed them to classes and practices, students began to pour their all into their studies, sports, and club activities. While students still butted heads over various topics, the situation had actually brought the college together. It had even become a bigger source of pride when someone had mentioned that THEY had been chosen over their rival school, Royal Sword Academy.

During the month the Housewardens had met with staff and other selected students to investigate the magic mirror in Ramshackle.They had managed to confirm the mirror was acting like a door and had a strong tie to the Goddess. Staff like Trein and Crowley had reached out to other institutions to ask for historical records or older tomes of spells. While Housewardens like Leona, Kalim, and Malleus had reached out to their family or national libraries. Students and staff had kept up with lectures and classes, but many subjects had been shifted to aid with all of the work for a portal. Most of the students were glad to follow their contract, but some had tried to let it slip to outside sources. And, oh, if you thought Azul’s contracts were strict before… not like anyone would argue with the punishment. This was for their Goddess, everything had to be perfect!

On Yuu’s end, he felt so conflicted. He’d come to feel a much greater connection Twisted Wonderland as the days passed, and while he didn’t have magic himself he did feel the pull of magic all around him. He’d slowly been regaining memories of Amira and what seemed to be his family, though they all seemed to be of his childhood. As he gained more of himself he’d actually begun working with Vil, Rook, and Jamil (with Kalim’s credit card) to find more of his personal style as well as remodeling Ramshackle based on what he’d remembered of Amira’s preferences. Yuu felt more and more like he fit within his own skin but the hole in his chest that ached for his best friend was growing. He would dream about her smiling, speaking comforting words, holding him as he cried. She was his home, she was what he had previously been so desperate to return to. Yuu once again found himself playing with the charm tied to his braid. Smiling, he remembered Amira giving it to him, telling him she made it with her own hands as she revealed she had a blue one. 

(A quick doodle to get my ideas for Yuuto down. I will be posting this and one without his jacket separately later.)

Yuu glanced around the main parlor of Ramshackle, all of his friends scattered around, doing one task or another.

“I did it…” Idia’s statement cut through the chatter of the room. “I did it!” His flaming hair seems to jump to life as he and Ortho raced up to Yuu’s room. Everyone quickly scrambled to follow, of course fighting over who would be first. Reaching his bedroom Yuu found the Ignihyde duo connecting a large monitor to the magic mirror.

“Shroud, explain,” Malleus cut in, glaring at the two. Everyone had been so nervous to even move the mirror, worried that any little thing could cut off the connection to the Goddess.

“Nii-chan and I found an ancient spell from the Isle of Woe archives! Back when the Goddess talked about communications and other technologies with the King of the Underworld she gave him a spell for a scrying mirror!” Ortho practically vibrated as he helped Idia hook up cords to the mirror. “Idia-nii found a way to connect a monitor to the mirror so we can see the Goddess!”

“W-well,” Idia giggled as he set the monitor up on a small table. “We haven’t found a way to physically bring her here yet, but we can see her and learn all we can to get NRC ready for the OP boss battle.” 

“Oi, Radish Sprout,” Leona eyed the oddly energetic duo. “You saying you can full on see into her Rest Realm all on your own, with just an old scrying spell?” 

“Well- I mean. Not JUST a scrying spell,” Idia seemed to shrink back, fiddling with a zipper on his jacket. “The spell, the mirror, a large source of magic, and Rook-shi’s signature spell.” 

“Oh! Mon Dieu, moi?” Rook dramatically gasped, eyes turning to him. 

“What’s so special about Umineko’s unique magic?” Floyd pouted, as he and some others glared at the smiling huntsman. 

“Oh! Rook’s spell helped us track the others to the Isle of Woe!” Epel chipped in, remembering just how scary Rook’s unique magic could be. 

“That’s right, we were able to track them even beyond the magic meant to hide the place,” Yuu muttered, glancing at the mirror with some hope. 

“Correct, you are Epel Felmier-san and Champion,” Ortho cheered, displaying a holographic screen. “Rook Hunt-senpai’s spell allows him to track others across great distances and behind barriers! Thus, getting him to focus on both the Champion and magic mirror will allow Nii-chan to direct a large amount of magic through the mirror and find the Goddess on the other side! Estimations give this plan a 97% chance of success!” That hit the room like a bomb. A true look at their Goddess. Ortho’s predictions were usually accurate and Idia was unparalleled in technomagic. 

“We have something that may help those odds!” Ruggie cheered, wide eyes looking at. Leona. 

“Oi, Ruggie-” 

“Think about it Leona! The old King of Beasts hunting spell!” Ruggie was starting to bounce in place, clearly getting excited. 

“Uh, that old clear sight spell,” Leona had a smirk slowly growing on his face. “All beastmen are supposed to be able to tap into our ancient ancestors and clear our sight for a hunt.”  

“Well, well, us Merfolk have something similar. A spell meant to guide us through the darkest depths of the seas.” Azul stepped in, Jade and Floyd at his side.  

“Updating calculations. Estimated at a 99.8% chance of success!” Ortho cheered.  

“We should gather the staff and make sure all preparations for the spells are as perfect as possible.” Riddle brought up. 

“Not to mention gathering all the merfolk and beastmen in the school,” Jack added, nervously rubbing his neck. “Not everyone will know the spells and needs to practice.” 

“We have books on such old spells,” Lilia brings up, motioning to the Diasomnia group. “There are old ways meant to focus the spells like spell circles.” 

“Yes,” Malleus smiled, his tail invisibly wagging. “I believe it would benefit us for Pomfiore to aid us in drawing the ancient spells, as they need to be done cleanly.” 

“Pomfiore has studied writing ancient spells before as they were quite elegant,” Vil nodded in agreement. 

“Oh! Oh!” Kalim burst in, before being pulled back by Jamil. “Scarabia has been studying the old star charts from the Sorcerer of the Sands! He found a constellation that helped him channel the Goddess!” 

“He’s right,” Jamil said, feeling like he’d grown a second head. “The constellation is meant to appear back in a week’s time.” 

“Then we have a week until we see her.” Yuu’s words left no room to argue, everyone getting ready to do their part. “We have a week to make all preparations perfect to find her.”

Arrow Afar!

A simple bedroom, on the smaller side. It felt cozy, comfortable, like home. A bed piled high with plush creatures and warm blankets, a small bookshelf littered with textbooks and papers, and hidden in the corner is a dress mannequin and a few bolts of fabric. It was so simple, but it felt more like home than anyplace they had ever been. Muffled voices could be heard a bit off, before a door opened and footsteps approached. 

“Oh there you are,”a honeyed voice said as the view changed. And there she was, beauty incarnate. The Goddess who was loved by so many. She was more than she’d ever imagined: warm round cheeks, moon-touched hair tied up in braided buns, and dark eyes that seemed to hide a rainbow of colors. She was gorgeous, but felt approachable; like she was pulling all those that saw her in. 

Sitting in the palm of her hand they saw her sit, close to their original position, a desk? What were they connected to? A mirror like on their end? No, she seemed to reach out to them and touch… something, and a transparent box opened in front of them. 

“Oh sweet Sevens, we’re in her phone!” Idia cheered, rambling in the background about what that could mean. 

“I suppose that makes sense,” Lilia began thinking aloud. “Scrying mirrors were an ancient phone in a way, and the Goddess did tell the King of the Underworld about her advanced technologies.” 

“Just look at how clean her skin and makeup are,” Vil choked, trying to keep his composure in front of the literal definition of perfection. 

“Oi! Her unique style is magnifique! It truly highlights her natural form!” Rook gushed while most of the freshmen looked away as her mesh top was a little on the revealing side. The room immediately cut to silence as the Goddess spoke again. 

“Now, let’s check on my boys today,” she said as the image of a mirror with a raven in the center appeared. The room stiffened, this was it! Her presence took over the whole school, even the dorm rooms felt her arrival. “Oh, Rook and Idia’s birthdays are this month, I should give them a little extra love.” Cut to the mentioned men freezing in place as they processed what was just said. “Let’s see, end of year exams should be coming up, so Ace and Deuce really need to get some extra lessons.” The duo couldn’t decide if they were happy to be her focus, or upset at being called out. “I should also send Kalim for some extra lessons so he can prepare and Jamil can rest for a moment.” Jamil knew in that moment he would pray to the Goddess ten times as much and make more offerings. “Spelldrive also has a match at the end of the year, so I’ll get Leona, Ruggie, and Epel to take some extra flight lessons.” 

Normally, when the boys felt compelled to take extra lessons they felt a warm air and a sense of encouragement, energy, drive, etc. But this time? This time it was so much more. It felt like warm arms were wrapping them in a hug as the Goddess’ own voice whispered encouragement in their ears. The boys that had been called out quickly went about to their destinations, happy to have the Goddess’ direct attention. The others would not admit it but they were seething with jealousy. 

“Finally I’ll give my SSR support Idia and SSR tank Ortho a little charge boost,” she said, tapping her screen a few times as the brothers felt a sudden swell of energy. 

“Energy output decreased by 78%, magic intake up 65%, booster speed and stabilization increased by 52%. Goddess given upgrades!” Ortho cheered as Idia hid behind his hood, a pink shade taking over his hair and face. 

“Now,” they turned back to the screen at the Goddess’ shift in tone. “Time for some work.” With that she set the phone down and they heard a sound like a bell. Luckily the phone was still facing her, now displaying that she sat in front of a dual screen monitor set up and keyboard. As it turned on she pulled out a set of plush headphones and an attached mic. 

“Hey everyone, hope you’ve all had a great day. We’re waiting for others to join in.” 

“Oh my gosh!” Idia screamed as he and Ortho almost leaped forward. “The Goddess is a streamer!” Idia didn’t need to seem more than the basics. He’d watched so many streamers so he was able to easily recognize a set up. 

“What does that mean for us?” Riddle asked, not really knowing much about social media culture. “Could this help us reach her?”

“Cay-cay can say for sure we can learn way more about her,” Cater called out, leaning against Riddle. 

“It’s true,” Vil cut in, as he examined the Goddess, her set up, and her environment. “Most streamers have quite the personal relationship with their followers. It would allow us to get a clearer view of her personality, her interests, her hobbies, and maybe even her desires for Twisted Wonderland.” That gave the remaining boys so many ideas. They paid close attention to her stream as she began, it turned out that she used a virtual model (a V-streamer as Idia pointed out). Her virtual identity looked similar to her, with a more ethereal outfit, a pair of glass wings, and a blue charm tied into her hair. 

She talked to her viewers as equals, discussing video games (cue Idia and Ortho cheering), her love of designing clothes and playing with makeup (Vil and Rook had a whispered discussion on this point), one fan even brought up how she was in school for business (happy octopus noises). Then a change in topic that they weren’t expecting. 

‘So have you gotten things ready for Rook’s birthday?’ 

“Oh yeah, I’m all ready! Have you seen this cute PJ set he has?” And with that a photo of Rook in his nightcap and vintage pajamas appeared on her screen. You could hear a pin drop in Ramshackle, before chaos erupted. The Goddess had pictures of them!? Who? What pictures? At what times? (Did they have makeup? -Vil) Even though she had called some of them out by name earlier, it seemed to finally be dawning on them what that meant. But that also led the chat down an interesting path. 

‘Rara-chan, who is your fave boy in Twisted Wonderland?’ This got everyone’s focus as they eyed one another.

“Oh, I don’t have a favorite guy.” Of course! Their Goddess was so fair and loved all her creations equal- “But I do have tops in certain categories.” Record scratch. Cue the competitive atmosphere. 

‘Oh? What categories do you have Rara?’

“So far my main categories are Most Beautiful (Vil starts sweating), Most Handsome, and Cutest. With a separate category for my goofy lil guys.” By this time the other boys had returned, with the staff in tow. “Most beautiful of course goes to Vil-” Vil was practically glowing with pride. “With Azul and Silver right behind.” Lilia cheered for his son as the tweels teased a very flustered octopus. 

“If we are talking most handsome is hands down Leona-” He tried to hide it but Leona was more than glad to hear he was number one to his dear Goddess. “With Jack and Jamil. All three of them are just such handsome men.” Jack’s tail was wagging a mile a minute while Jamil was trying not to pass out from the heat in his face. 

“Cutest is Epel,” Oh, the poor apple boy was so torn on how to feel. “I mean his fighting nature and accent make him even cuter.” Never mind, she likes his accent! “With Riddle and Kalim rounding out the top three.” Ah. Riddle’s face matched his hair and Kalim was happily chatting to Jamil about how both of them were in the Goddess’ favorites. 

“As for the last category, we have the goobers. The guys that I just love for their personality. That group is Rook, Floyd, and Lilia. The three of them just make me giggle.” Oh dear, Floyd should really not be picking fun at Jade, think we’re gonna have a brawl. All the mentioned guys were quite happy knowing that they held the Goddess’ favor, but those left out were shooting daggers. 

‘What about Malleus? Why isn’t he in your most handsome?’ 

“Huh? Oh, that’s more on me and my AuDHD.” Say what? Some like Riddle had knowledge about Autism and ADHD, but their Goddess had them? “When I categorize things I’m a bit more rigid than most. So boys like Malleus who is beautiful and handsome kinda can’t be top at either catergory.” Well that helped ease the tension Malleus had. “But now that I think about it Malleus would be at the top of another list.” Oh, so now we have a dragon acting like a puppy. “Malleus is really relatable to me, with his hyper fixation on Gargoyles and some of his trouble making friends, I can relate to it. Same reason I appreciate Jade’s love of mushrooms and understand Floyd’s quick mood changes. I mean I’ve got more than one hyperfixation and when the dopamine stops firing I can drop it so fast and move on.” They watched her lean back in her seat, looking a bit thoughtful. “It’s nice to be able to see someone who may relate to me.” 

‘What about your favorite teacher?’ 

“Uh. Well Crewel is really cool and it’s sweet to see him care for his ‘pups’. Not to mention I would adore getting to talk fashion and design with him and Vil!” Oh no. Stop! They are going to explode, stop praising them! “I also love Trein and how he takes charge of his students. Like when they had to deal with the…incident at Noble Bell, he took charge even though he was having issues. Plus I love getting to see such a loving father and husband. And he and Lucius look so refined.” Huh. Well Trein and Crewel are now trading words over who her favorite is. Please stop them before it gets worse. 

‘What about the staff over all?’ 

“Sam.” What? “I absolutely adore Sam and how he interacts with the other staff and students. Him and Azul sort of rivaling as business men-” Azul refused to look at Sam’s smug face. “Plus his sales events and seeing his crafty nature is adorable.” Trein and Crewel are now debating about teaming up to take on Sam. “I love all the staff at Night Raven though, they all really bring out the best in their students. Even if their students are a bunch of arrogant hard heads.” Oh, they loved that look, a proud smirk painting her lips, teasing twinkle in her eye. 

‘If you had to choose an absolute favorite boy tho?’ 

Groaning and rolling her eyes she glared at her monitor. “If you make me pick one boy, then the answer is obvious. Especially since he’s half of my favorite duo.” Favorite? Duo? Oh, the boys were spinning, thinking of all the duos that tended to pair up. There was Ace and Deuce, Kalim and Jamil, the tweels, Trey and Riddl- “Ortho!” Come again? “Ortho and Idia are peak cuteness and I love them being little menaces. I mean did you see Ortho’s shit talking when the guys were trying to get things done at the Isle of Woe?” Excuse me, what? “Ortho is such a cute lil bro and I love seeing him hype Idia up.” It seems that chat was just as confused as the rest of the guys as they looked at a self-satisfied Idia and a shining Ortho. 

“Ok, ok. One sec chat. I see you being mean to my boys but one sec. Lemme make a call and see what you think after.” None of them knew where she was going, but they would just get back at the Ignihyde duo later. 

“Hi hi Lana,” she started, greeting the second streamer (a chibi had appeared on her screen). 

“Hey Rara, what’s up? You normally don’t call during streams.” 

“Ok, so I’m doing a challenge with my chat. I’m going to describe two people to you. Could be anyone. And you tell me the first names that come to mind.” 

“Oooo. A challenge. I’m game girl!” 

“Ok. First one: Big brother, socially anxious, hates being out of his room. Will 100% stare at a screen 24/7 if allowed. Overprotective of his baby brother to a fault. Will talk shit the minute he feels in control or safe. Blue-” 

“Oh that’s Ghost!” 

“Ok. Next up: Little brother. Tiny, tiny baby. Cute but is willing to fight, especially if you mess with his big broth-” 

“Toast! I mean you made it so obvious making them a duo!” Lana laughed, cutting off the description. A tiny smile grew on her face. 

“For those of you in chat who don’t know Ghost and Toast are my babies.” Pictures of two blue grey cats popped up on her monitor. “Ghosty loves TV and video games, and Toasty loves to make bread and run around in his kitty wheelchair.”

(Reference for Ghost, Toast, and Toast’s wheelchair)

A cat’s trill came from somewhere in the room. Suddenly a pair of yellow eyes stared at the phone as Ghost jumped into his owner’s lap. 

“So I was right?” Lana joked. 

“Nope! I was actually describing Idia and Ortho from Twisted Wonderland.” A picture of the brothers popped up.

“Oh my gosh! It’s like a human Ghost and Toast! That’s so cool!” 

“Thanks Lana.” 

“No prob, Rara.” Lana hung up and chat returned to the screen. 

“I don’t really have a favorite person in all Twisted Wonderland, but I do have those I really like.” Ghost trilled again as he rubbed on the Goddess’ chin before staring at her phone again. 

‘That makes sense. But what about Yuu? They can be so bland, what do you think of them?’ 

Oh, that hit hard. Yuu had been almost like a passenger since they had been able to see Amira’s face. He’d been practically frozen in place, sometimes snickering as the others reacted, but focused solely on her. Grim had jumped into his arms, sensing his discomfort. 

“Yuu… Yuu is a difficult topic. It may just be me, and I may be projecting, but I see Yuu as the strongest and kindest person. Yuu isn’t a blank slate, and I see the world through their eyes, but I see them being the one helping all the others as best they can.” A yawn cut off her discussion and everyone realized that the sun seemed to have long set behind the woman. “I can get into my relationship with Yuu another day, but I have to call it a night. Remember to take care of yourself my little weasels.” With that she ended the stream, stepping away from the desk and leaving their sight.

Yuu wasn’t fully satisfied but to hear Amira talk so kindly about him eased the ache in his heart. Everyone began to mutter and discuss what they had learned before she returned to their view. By now she had changed into pajamas and was wrapping something around her hair. Grabbing her phone she crawled into the small bed they had seen. They could catch a glance of a tiny kitten on her bed before they were placed facing the ceiling. 

“Night Toasty.” 

And with that soft breaths took over the sound and all they saw was a dark room. 

“So what do we do now?” Leona lazily stretched out on the new Ramshackle couch as everyone gathered round. 

“Since we are in her phone I think I can get my technomagic to help us get into her computer and check that she’s doing alright in that world.” Idia and Ortho had been thinking of how to handle her technology since they had realized she used her phone to check on their world. 

“Well it’s obvious the one True Queen values our education and achievements since she is encouraging us to study,” cue glares at Ace and Deuce who refused to meet his eyes. “And we can’t keep an eye on her at all times, how should we handle this?” 

“I can get my friends on the other side and the ghosts to keep an eye on her at night. We all need to keep well rested if we plan to get her here in a timely manner.” 

“I think that’s best,” Trein agreed, clearly having been thinking over this issue. “All of us will need to work carefully and quickly to get the Goddess here in respectable time. The staff and I will create a rotating schedule between the dorms to keep watch.” 

“We also think it best that only Housewardens, their Vices, and other selected students should enter Ramshackle to keep watch on our Lady.” Crewel stood up to look the young men in the eye. “Others may fall weak to her beauty or give into temptation at being so close to perfection. We need all pups to be on their best to make sure nothing occurs before she arrives. All dorms will be kept in the loop and we will make preparations for her imminent arrival.” 

“We’ve already found a way to see into her world, now we just need to focus on getting there physically.” Yuu took over as they prepared to call it a night. “We can all see that she cares for us dearly and wants the best for us, so lets make sure she has the best upon arrival.”

And there’s my second Chapter! Hope y’all enjoyed. Kinda rushed getting a drawing of Yuuto to go with this but I had fun with his design, especially since I don’t really draw guys. Have fun reading and feel free to message me any questions about characters or the AU.

[ratwithhands]

Since I finished the manga a few days back, I wanted to revisit my two demon slayer OCs I made last year. Here's Yoshi and Syougo ^^

Syougo and Yoshiaki are childhood friends who both ended joining the Demon Slayer corps after being separated earlier in life. Yoshi spent his years training under his retired slayer father before passing the final examination, while Syougo ended up having to figure his own methods out after his first teacher made it so he couldn't use a true breathing technique again.

As an overview of the techniques they use:

Field Breathing is a technique Yoshi's father came up with over his career in the corps. When he retired, he continued to polish the forms and taught them to Yoshi. Both the name and the forms it utilizes are based on the flora around the rice fields he was raised and later retired to. The technique emphasizes speed, flexibility, and applying pressure to the opponent as much as possible. It's fluidity and aggressiveness leads Yoshi to be quick in handling threats since he pushes opponents around

Spirit Breathing (or if you're using archaic kanji, Vengeful Spirit Breathing) is a breathing technique Syougo made as a way to regulate his body and state of mind after losing the lung capacity to use Total Concentration or other methods. It's based around his base breathing rate so he doesn't overexert himself, which means to an extent he is always using it. In combat it's intended to psych out opponents and help highlight their weak points. Since it's mostly a distraction/intimidation technique, Syougo uses a secondary weapon to get the jump on opponents when they're not focused.

For some bonus design notes, here's some details for how they dress:

Yoshiaki's samue is based on what he'd wear when working at the rice fields with his family. The light green colour comes from being dyed with wisteria leaves, a precaution his mother took hoping it would protect him

Having nostalgia from weaving baskets with his mom when he was younger, Yoshi tends to use dry reeds for securing things. He ties his hair with it, decorates his equipment with it, and though his legs aren't visible, he ties reeds in a crossed pattern over his kyahan

The brown cotton sageo and tsuba he uses are handed down from his father. The scar on his cheek is also there for the same reason, his father had one and Yoshi decided to cut his cheek to look cool and match 💀

Syougo's haori has kogin-zashi embroidery across the sleeves and shoulders. He sewed it himself in between his training as a way to decompress and slow down. His kyahan have a matching stripe across the front

Syougo's tsuba was gifted to him by his current mentor who thought he would enjoy the oblique patterning to match his outerwear. His current mentor also requested a nichirin style tanto for him to use for his secondary fighting technique

The ragged look of Syougo's hair comes from him prioritizing training over all else, even appearance. The only instance where he will fully comb and dress his hair is for important meetings and ceremonies. He does maintain the part of his hair though, modelled after his mentor's (much shorter) hair. This is one doodle with clean hair

I'd write more about their character but this is getting long as it is 💀

I have a piece with Syougo that I'm going to put up soon, and at my sister's request I'll try doing a matching one for Yoshi

Hope you guys like these fellas ^^ I'll see you later

[mephilesnronefanever]

Wait, quick headcanon idea for gamer mephiles. Particularly on a shooter game like valorant or overwatch!

What if mephiles was in a game with a few people, one of them was a girl (trans or biologically!), and the other two guys were just harassing her like toxic e-boys like: “go back to the kitchen!” Or “this is a boys game!”

And mephiles just pops in like: “It’s not a game based on gender, it’s based on who wins through talent and skills, which clearly neither of you have if you’re ganging up on her on a damn VC, especially when she’s the one carrying everyone on this team.”

The boys rage quit and mephiles tries his best to comfort her, before realizing that it alll got caught on stream, and fans were going crazy in the best way possible! (Bonus points if he ends up friending her and they stay in touch afterwards!)

He may be a dick, but he’s not going to discriminate someone’s gaming skills based on gender, he’s better than that!

Headcanon Assimilated, Engulfed even, white cell style

I don't even have much to add onto this, but i Might? Come back to this and eventually doodle it methinks

All depending on time

[trashboatprince]

Here we go again, another one-shot of Fourteen in retirement!

And this time it's about them and their retirement squish~

Warning: anxiety issue for the Doctor that makes them too nauseous to eat (Don't worry, this isn't going in a specific direction, this is just general anxiety making someone feel sick)

As always, I use they/them for Fourteen. Also, at this point, I'd like to think that Fourteen is keeping in contact with some of the companions, like Tegan, Ace, Martha, the Fam, so if you're wondering about the mention of Ace or their friends, it's that.

Also, the art is mine. I know I've posted it before, but this fic is based on the doodles.

On with the fic!

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"Oi! Spaceman!" Donna's voice carried from somewhere beyond the bathroom door. "Hurry up! Breakfast is almost ready and I am not saving you a plate!"

The Doctor scoffed, shouting back that they were finishing up with getting dressed.

"Yeah, yeah, just make it quick!"

They rolled their eyes, smiling as they grabbed for the button up hanging from a knob on a cabinet in their personal bathroom. Ah, it was such a nice thing to have now that they owned their own home, not having to share a bathroom with Rose like at the temporary home UNIT gave them.

They hadn't expected to meet someone as high maintenance as themself when it came to getting ready in the morning, but Rose was a worthy opponent for races to the bathroom.

They hummed to themself as they got the buttons done up on the shirt with an unconscious ease, their attention mainly on their reflection in the mirror. Did they need to shave, they thought as they grabbed for their favorite vest.

Hmm... probably not, it wasn't anything serious. In fact, they thought they looked rather-

Huh?

The Doctor frowned, tugging at the vest, trying to get the button into its hole, but noticing that it... wasn't quite making it. That's odd. Had this shrunk in the wash? Oh, they told Sylvia how to wash it specifically, she better not have just tossed it in!

This is why the Doctor usually just did their laundry in the TARDIS, she always did their clothing perfectly in her machines. For the most part. Sometimes there was a hiccup or two.

Looking down, the Doctor struggled to get it through the hole before finally succeeding. But it wasn't a perfect victory, it was... it was a really tight fit.

"This is... tighter." They frowned, tugging on the vest, and noticing something else.

It wasn't the only thing that felt a bit tight.

The button up fit fine enough, not yet tucked into their pants, but the pants themselves? Well, they felt a tad bit tighter around their waist, and the Doctor wasn't exactly liking that. They tried to adjust them, but it wasn't much.

"Did you shrink in the wash too?" They asked their clothes before lifting up the shirt, eyes widening a little.

Oh, that's new.

There was a slight difference to their waist, a bit more to it than they really remembered. Actually, when was the last time they really checked out this new-old body? Hmm... probably not since their first week of retirement, when they finally sat down and did a self-check over all of their body.

Same face and teeth, same eye issue which required the glasses to be worn a bit more often because it was slightly more annoying now, same minor issues that the old face had. Except there wasn't a mole on their back, it was actually up on their left hip, which was interesting.

There was also the fact that they were much thinner and a bit more worn down this time around, which Donna have pointed out a few times.

Oh, and more freckles, but that was more for the Doctor to be excited over, they liked the freckles. Freckles were cool.

Uhg, Chinny was still an influence, wasn't he?

Still, this was different. The Doctor poked at their stomach, feeling the softness when it had been a bit harder before. What was going on?

How had they not noticed this before? Had it happened overnight? Was it something they ate? Had it happened when they got into that drinking challenge on Sebvie 4 with Ace last week? They hadn't been sure of some of the drinks the Sebv had challenged them with...

Or was it from eating that biscuit they found in the TARDIS library yesterday?

"DOCTOR! Hurry your arse up!" Donna's shout snapped the Doctor from their worried thoughts and they quickly bolted from the bathroom, tossing off the tight vest. They'd deal with it later, best not to keep the family waiting.

"What took you so long?" Donna huffed as the Doctor rushed to the table, jumping into their favorite chair at it.

"Oh, you know." They grinned, gesturing at themself. "Takes a lot of work to be this beautiful."

Donna scoffed, then handed them a cup of coffee, perfectly measured to allow them to pour as much flavored creamer and sugar into it as they'd like.

Breakfast was a full spread, as it always was on Sundays, and the family tucked in. The Doctor decided to distract himself with conversation and tasty food, ignoring the slight, unexpected weight gain.

However, while they were washing dishes, it came back to them as they shifted where they stood. The pants were still tight, and it was bothering them. They felt tighter.

They'd need to run some tests, look into whatever this was. If it was dangerous, it could affect his family! Can't have that! Maybe it was a strange side effect of being on Earth this long?

No, no, they'd been on Earth for ages before, several times. They never had this issue.

But then again, the Doctor had been quite active. Running about, solving problems, not staying in one place like this. Even working in the Black Archives now wasn't anything like working as the Chief Science Officer before.

"Somethin' on your mind, son?" Wilf asked and the Doctor turned to look at him, as he pulled the milk from the fridge. The Doctor held out the mug they had been washing, might as well let him use that if he was getting himself tea.

"Oh, it's... nothing. Just thinking."

"Thinking about what?" Wilf took the mug and grabbed for the kettle that had been on the stove, pouring himself hot water for his tea. "Work stuff? Aliens?"

"Uhhh..." The Doctor didn't want to trouble him with this issue. "Thinking about this video that Rose showed me the other day. Really interesting stuff, it was this guy playing video games and talking over them. She said I should do it, would be really funny."

"Oh yes." Wilf laughed. "I don't understand any of that nonsense."

"Yeah, neither do I." The Doctor grinned, once more distracted, probably for the best.

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"This might be a problem." The Doctor muttered to themself as they stood in their bedroom, looking at the mirror before them.

It was Thursday now, just days after the discovery on Sunday, and the Doctor hadn't done much to look into what could have caused the softness around their middle.

But it seemed to be in other places as well.

They knew their body well, it was Time Lord nature to do so. They could tell that there was more of this softness in other places. Just barely there, nothing to be noticed by anyone else but themself. A tiny bit in the arms, the thighs, and maybe just the slightest bit in the chest and face, but it was mainly there in the small pudge around their middle.

They stood in front of the mirror in their boxers, and watched as their reflection pinched the squish. They wracked their brain over what caused it, but nothing came to mind.

Well, except for one thing. Which should have been obvious from the start, but their instincts didn't really... click for that.

It was just weight gain. Perfectly, ordinary weight gain. A normal thing for normal species, right? Well, not for the Doctor. Because the Doctor always ran, always forgot to eat, always did this and that and didn't eat much except for nibbles and such.

But being with the Noble-Temple family meant living by their schedules. Three meals a day, Donna made sure of it. With tea (or in the Doctor's case, coffee) time, and some snacking through the day as they worked on projects at home, in the TARDIS, or on the days they went to work.

Was this normal?

To gain weight like this?

They'd been retired for about six or so months now, was this supposed to happen? Were they doing this thing right? Or was this a bad sign, that they were not doing this correctly, that this was a step in the wrong direction?

The Doctor turned away from the mirror, they needed to stop looking and get back to getting dressed. They grabbed a t-shirt from the closet and some jeans. No work today, they were going to fix the old box TV in Wilf's sunroom so he could watch programs from another galaxy.

They smoothed their shirt down and bit their lip, an uncomfortable feeling was in the pit of their stomach, twisting itself in knots. Uhg, they hated when they got themself so worked up like this. Maybe fixing the TV would help with anxiety.

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Donna watched her best friend at the dinner table. They had spent most of the meal chatting with Wilf and Rose about the TV in the sunroom, and how it could get access to over nine thousand channels.

She had noticed that the Doctor hadn't really touched much of their dinner. When dinner was done, she helped them with the dishes, where she washed and they put away. "So, not hungry tonight?" She asked as casually as possible.

The Doctor paused while drying off a bowl. "Huh?"

"You hardly touched your dinner tonight. You like curry, you told me my mom makes delicious curry, you typically ate two helpings."

They looked at her, frowning just a little, before putting the bowl in the cabinet. "Just... not hungry tonight."

She pulled the plug from the sink and turned to face them completely. "Bull, what's on your mind?"

"Nothing. Don't worry about it."

"Don't tell me that nonsense, Doctor. I know you." She jabbed a wet finger against their chest. "You have been troubled by something lately. You think you're so good at hiding that, but you're not. I'm your best friend, I know you inside and out. Literally. Your mind was my mind for a while."

The Doctor squirmed where they stood and they looked a bit pink in the cheeks as they glanced around. Then they sighed, leaning in close. "I... I think I'm failing this retirement thing..."

Donna raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I just... I noticed something. On Sunday. And I think it's a sign that I'm doing bad at this, that the calm life isn't working for me."

She felt the pricklings of worry as she listened, and she touched their arm. "Go sit down, we're gonna talk about this."

"Do we have to?" They asked, a whine in their voice.

"Yes, you knob. If it makes you feel better, we're do this in your weird study." The Doctor nodded and left the kitchen for said study, which was more of just a room full of weird books and things they had collected over the years, and a couch that looked uncomfortable but was the complete opposite.

That's where she found them sitting when she entered the room, two mugs in her hands. One with coffee with just a dash of milk, the other one mainly that nasty candy bar creamer with a dash of coffee, just as the two of them liked their drinks.

The Doctor took the offered mug, looking at it with a complicated stare. Donna rolled her eyes and sat down on the other side of the couch, taking a long drink from her mug. "Start talking."

"About?"

"What you think is the matter."

With a small, weird noise from their throat, they set the mug aside to adjust how they were seated on the couch. They leaned back and grabbed at the hem of their shirt and slowly pulled it up. "I've gained weight."

Donna stared at their torso, where there was a bit of pudge there, nothing to really write home about. "Really? That's it?"

The Doctor looked at her, confused. "What do you mean 'that's it'? Is this not... I dunno, a bad sign or something?"

"How?"

"I-" And then they stopped, giving this some thought. "I don't know. I mean, is it normal to gain weight when recovering and taking the slow path?"

Donna groaned, slapping her forehead. "You're the smartest person on Earth, and yet you are a great, big doof! Of course it's normal!"

"It is?"

"Yes! It's a perfectly good sign, actually! Lots of people gain weight when recovering from stress, trauma, and PTSD! My granddad did after the war, told me so himself. Said he came back a scrawny thing and had felt bad about things, but when he started to get better, he ate right and put on weight. It's perfectly normal, and it means you're adapting to a calm life."

The Doctor looked at their stomach, poking it. "So... this is a sign I'm recovering?"

Donna nodded. "Yep! Just like how you look less exhausted. I know the nightmares still come and go, but you've been sleeping better, right?"

"Of course! I've been able to sleep for several hours without a single nightmare waking me up for the past two weeks!" The Doctor stated, waving their hands.

"There you go, this is working. You just being here, not running around, trying to ignore your problems like you had been doing. You've got your friends hanging out with you, you have a job that you actually like, and you still run around, but without having to save the day all the time cause the beautiful Doctor is out there doing it for you."

"Oi! I'm beautiful too!"

"I'm not going to call my pseudo-brother beautiful." Donna made a face and they laughed. "You're starting to enjoy the slow, Doctor. And there's nothing wrong with this." She leaned over and tapped at the softness they had gained. "In fact, it's nice to see you with some meat on your bone."

The Doctor nodded, taking this in. "So, retirement squish is perfectly normal?"

Donna wanted to question the Doctor on their choice of describing this as that, but decided not to. "Yep. Means you're relaxing and doing well."

They perked up a bit. "Oh! Brilliant!"

The Doctor grabbed their coffee mug, taking a long drink. "That's good, cause I was worried and kinda freaking out about it. A lot."

"Please don't tell me you didn't eat dinner because of this..." She winced.

"What?" The Doctor blinked. "Oh! No, no! I actually got myself so worked up with worry that it made me nauseous. Actually, now that I feel better about this, I could do with a nibble. I didn't have my afternoon snack today for that reason too."

"Oi, go make a sandwich or something then!" She shooed the Doctor off the couch as they laughed, getting up and fixing their shirt.

They turned to look at her, smiling. "Thanks, Donna. Sorry about this, I didn't know what to make of it, I'm not... I'm not used to taking it slow. I don't know what to expect, what's a good sign or a bad sign."

She stood up and looked at her best friend, smiling just a bit. "I get it. Trust me, I do. After losing my memories, it was hard to get back on track. After Rose came out, it was an adjustment to knowing if I was doing the right thing or the wrong thing. I'm here to help you along this one, spaceman. Don't ever forget that."

The Doctor grinned and gave her a hug. "Thank you. I'll come to you for things like this, I promise." They pulled back. "You really think it's a good look for me though? The retirement squish?"

"Oh yeah." Donna grinned back. "Also, are you really going to call it that?"

"Of course! That's what it is!" That's one way to call it that.

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I hope I wrote this right, I have my own issues with weight that I'm working on, but I felt like the Doctor did when I was younger after I had lost a lot of weight due to medical stuff and started gaining it back when I was healing. I hadn't been sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing, but it is a good thing.

[dontmixpaintinyourcoffee]

So yeah I have an Owl House au that's basically just canon but I scribble in all the empty parts with childish crayon doodles so have my Evelyn headcanons!!!

•First things first she's an absolute menace

•My interpretation of the timeline is a little wonky so here's a rundown of that real quick- it's clear that Caleb was going between worlds for a period of years based on how much Phillip ages between portraits. My interpretation of that is that Caleb and Evelyn meet sometime as teenagers (15-16ish) and Caleb moves to the Boiling Isles full time when they're in their early 20s, so they've known each other for a long time at that point. (Caleb and Phillip are about 6 years apart, so Phillip would be about 9 when they first meet)

•Flapjack is not Evelyn's palisman, but I have big plans for him coming up so don't worry >:)

•She does have a palisman though, and his name is Barnard! He's a two-headed barn owl

•Im still deciding exactly how they meet, but they do not get along very well at first lol. At least, Caleb doesn't think so. Caleb is very wary and reserved and Evelyn thinks it's funny to mess with him. They become fast friends though. Caleb doesn't have a lot of people his own age to talk to since the Wittebanes are new in town, so this relationship is good for him. Except for all the heart attacks but he gets used to it eventually

•Obviously this is before magic is restricted and categorized, but Evelyn is especially good at what would later be called Beastkeeping and Bard magic

[pixellangel]

guys. i'm making an rpg.

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so i bought rpg maker vx ace* and ive been coming up with a plot and characters!!!!! and im gonna make a video game!!!! aaaa!!!

its a meta little cyberpunk rpg starring you, the protagonist in someone else's body, and your allies V, Xenon, and Kori (names subject to change). infodump and some doodles under the cut read for a fun time :3

*edit: ill actually be doing it in rpg maker mv! vx is a little limited for the scope of what i want to do with this project

welcome to under the cut. here's thirty billion information for you. :D

essentially, the plot revolves around V and the player finding people who have been wronged by the Narrator, who bends the story to his own will to create a plot he enjoys, and how they want to shape their own destinies. your goal is to defeat the group of cybernetic monsters that he created as villains.

YOUR PARTY CONSISTS OF

- Sylvie (she/they): that's you! everyone calls you "Player," though. your body used to belong to V's childhood friend before the Narrator decided they were the perfect base for a protagonist. general all rounder in combat, with a basic sword for a weapon. you want to find out more about the Narrator's goals and what happened to V's friend. also, why are you "Sylvie?"

- V (she/her): a firey girl who can hear the Narrator speaking. she teaches the player how the world works, and is the first person they meet. uses two daggers in combat, efficient and quick fighter. immediately tells the player she plans not to befriend them. wants to fight the Narrator for taking her childhood friend away from her for the sake of a story.

- Xenon (he/they): wears a completely black mask with a white X on it to hide their identity. miraculously, this works despite their neon green hair. graffiti artist. medic in combat with both single and multi target heal skills. fights w/ a paintball gun. grew up in a cult that thinks death is such a natural part of life that it should never be prevented. became a medic as a type of rebellion against his cult.

- Kori (she/her): TINY GAL. HUGE HAMMER. VERY YELLOW. self explanatory combat - high attack, big damage, hits hard. not much else. she's actually super sweet, but the giant electric hammer she carries around makes her seem way scarier than she is. really really wants to be helpful. she lives in a town based around fighting and fight clubs, so she had to learn to defend herself to survive.

some doodles of V and Xenon :3

ill draw the whole lineup soon!!! :D

also if anyone wants more info or has questions PLEASE ASK!!! I LOVE LOREDUMPING!!! anyway my tag for this Huge Project is #pixell.rpg :3