#(<- THE VAGABOND LMAO)

[linterteatime]

Greenpath enemies! Im going to go by each area for each post for the common enemies :]

More gijinkas here!

[blue-unifox]

Fuck it

*adventure times your pyres*

[captcassette]

carapacians with 6 limbs propaganda

[homestuckreplay]

Well, for shipping reasons I had to get this sent to a friend 4,000 miles away, but here is ONE (1) CAN OF EXPIRED TAB SODA. I figure WV's cans must have also expired by the time they're drinking the stuff, so I'll be getting the authentic experience. I WILL be taste testing this.

[kittycatcarla]

me trying to sing and play on the ukulele at the same time

[sweetbumblebea]

Is avenging your family worth giving up part of your humanity for power and strength? I don't know, how about we ask Magistrate Vagabond lol

[bouquetshark]

REGRESSOR GIM COOKIE !!!

( I love him so freaking much 😭😭😭 )

Regressor!Gim Cookie Headcanons

As a general baseline, Gim Cookie is still pretty lazy—even when regressed. But nowadays he tries to do better for the Shrine Tree; though, it's not a guarantee if he can keep that promise...since The Shrine Tree insists he rest and relax. And who is Gim Cookie to say no to a nice nap, eating the chewiest yakgwa under a tree with his friends Vagabond, Rebel and Okchun Cookie?

• Regresses from 2-4, more or less depending on health/wakefulness.

• Found out about age regression through some old book's and diaries he scanned through --and with some reluctance on his part to try something new, decided to take a go at it. It ended up being very nice for him, so now he does it in his spare time or when napping.

• Completely non-speaking, uses notes or ASL/KSL (Korean Sign Language) to communicate. Vagabond is learning it as a surprise for Gim Cookie!

• Very cuddly and clingy when regressed—is normally seen around Okchun or Vagabond, his babysitter's! He doesn't really have a caregiver, mainly because of the fact he lives isolated on a mountain; so he primarily cares for himself, the mountains, and the Shrine Tree Alone.

• Doesn't hang out with other regressors much, if at all. it's not because he doesn't want to, but because a lot of Cookie's find him really scary—and he's given up on that dream. Luckily for him though, a certain blue fox visits him...

• Enjoys weighted blankets and pillows to hold or cover himself with. Has a nest-like pile of blanket's, pillows, sheet's, and a small heating pad on the bottom since he gets cold easy—and due to how high up the mountain is, the altitude makes it chilly at all times, so layer's are important!

• Okchun Cookie love's it when Gim Cookie comes to the village. She's practically all over him with affection!

[quiet-admirer]

Hollow Knight has me in the chokehold of my life right now, and I've been playing without bothering to look at the Hunter's Journal, but finally decided to go through and read all the lore and like damn the Hunter's a fatphobe huh 💀 Just let a zombie bug decide to stop being a warrior when there's a literal plague going on and get fat in peace man

[tamymew]

just some icons i made for my toyhouse uvu

[uunmitigatedpoppycock]

Thinkin about this again

[haarute]

i forgot to post these earlier but i've acquired new boys

[blue-unifox]

Small doodle i did on magma :3c

[llycaons]

I don't read fanfic to be surprised or really for plot, and I don't read the long ones very often, but there have been two with massive plot twists that pulled the rug right out from under me. and I feel like that's really hard to do with the tagging system bc the author wants to give the reader a sense of the story's tone and general direction (and tropes of course) but with massive plot twists, either those become clear really soon or the tagging is lacking or insufficient. I also feel like most fanfic readers in general don't like being genuinely surprised by anything if they're using fanfic as a comfort medium so it's a risky move. really fun to see it pulled off tho

[pissed-whizard]

hmmm do i preorder the hardcover version of Vagabond thats coming out even tho i just started collecting the softcovers?

[andro-dino]

grgggrrgr wanna post art but have no energy to draw anything rn so WOE ASSORTED DOODLE DUMP FROM THE PAST COUPLE MONTHS BE UPON YE

these root ones are reminding me how much I miss the vagabonds too ourgh,,,,,

hazel’s neck is gonna be killing her when she wakes up in that last one lmao

I need to redraw this with actual refs at some point but I cannawt be the only one who imagined frost eating cupcakes like that one image of jerma eating a burger right

I’ve got an assortment of kremy’s that are entirely unpostable bc they were when I was trying (and failing) to figure out his design (with which I still have not had much success). I know I’ve got some cute ones somewhere but they’re all across random note packets n things I don’t feel like digging for rn

I do have a lot of Gideons tho. can you tell I really like drawing him lmao

[diremoone]

whipped cream apology | r. sukuna

fights are uncommon between you and your fiancé, but there are times they do happen. you know you’ll never hear a verbal apology come from him, but you know he’s sorry; Sukuna’s apologies always come in the form of gifts, food, or acts of service. this time is no different :3

w — modern au, chef! sukuna (he owns and works in his own restaurant but that’s not elaborated on), itsy bitsy sprinkles of angst bc of a mentioned fight, fluff, this is super duper short haha, food and food descriptions bc I am a woman who loves her food so sue me :3 this is just a random lil fic I wrote in like a day so i won’t be surprised if this flops lmao

[ divider credit to @/inklore ]

You don’t know how you go to sleep angry, but you do.

Last night had been awful. Maybe you’d blown everything a little out of proportion, maybe not. Your energy hadn’t been so great coming through the front door of your home. You’d just been stalked by a couple of guys that wouldn’t stop leering at you, and to top that off you had an old woman at the register of the store get ugly with you. All you wanted was the nice dinner you know would be awaiting you and to not be bothered for awhile after that.

Problem was, was that Sukuna was also in a bad mood. Someone at the kitchen of his restaurant had put him in a super bad mood by not following orders, and a food critic was to be coming by in a few days. And when you mixed his bad mood with yours, it led to you two going to bed on bad terms.

But now, you’re not even sure that Sukuna had come to bed.

Did that idiot sleep on the couch?

Just as you’re about to get out of bed, you see a note on the nightstand with your name on it. You grab it, unfold it and read: ‘Stay in bed and text me when you’re awake.’

Your sleepy brain goes blank for a moment, but you oblige your fiancé’s request anyway, texting him that you’re awake with a pink heart afterward, hoping he still wasn’t upset with you.

Sukuna’s answer is almost immediate.

Give me a few more minutes and I’ll be upstairs.

But you do need to pee really really bad. You make your bathroom trip as quick as possible and hop back in the bed, miraculously just as Sukuna comes through the door with a large tray of what you smell to be food.

“Morning, baby,” he greets you.

You can see the solemn look on his face, one of upset. He’s still bothered about last night.

“Morning, ‘kuna,” you reply, smiling at him. It seems to partially work, the corner of his mouth quirking up.

You flatten out the blanket as he sets the tray over your legs. Your eyes can’t help but blown open so wide in shock and excitement that you accidentally make them hurt. To your expression and blinking eyes, Sukuna chuckles.

“An apology, for my shitty behavior last night.”

There are several plates of food on the large tray. Perfectly cooked eggs, bacon, sausage; all of your favorite comfort foods all sit before you.

But right in the center is a heaping pile of one inch-thick, fluffy pancakes the size of your head, four stacked atop of another. Butter runs down underneath the sweet maple syrup. Neatly placed around the edges of the plate are bananas and strawberries. And on the very top is a generous pile of whipped cream in a fancy swirl.

You grin at his meticulousness of making such a wonderful plate that’s only just going to get messy.

“Sukuna—”

He scowls. “Don’t even bother me with apologizing back. I don’t wanna hear it. I’m the asshole. You did nothing wrong.”

Love swells in your heart and soul for the man you’re soon to marry. God, you love him.

“You’re sure?”

He tsks. “Positive.”

You smile brightly. “I love you.”

His cheeks and ears go pink. “Just eat.”

“Cheeseball,” you call him, cutting into the pancakes. “But don’t mind if I do.”

“If you can’t eat all of that, I’ll eat the rest.”

“Fuck off, it’s mine.”

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