#HHHHhhHHH sorry sorry sorry

[shreddeddescent]

HOKAYYYYYYYYYYYY you guys are crazy this is your faults for letting me do this.

decided to put kirby and venus in the cloaks id described them being in when they were first spotted in the dark. kirby should have a sword but like i didnt give the guys their weapons so thats okay. and jennika is like...... well she vibes too well in civvies to not draw em.

and a height chart w the original just for reference. i think the colours might be off from how i describe stuff but also my gamma on my tablet was fucked so whateverrrr im sick of lookin at it

and the turtles are actually a year older but like i fuckin copy pasted the image so w/e

the fucking. art style ive chosen is very uhhhhh tonally weird for this. but ehhhh it was the fastest

BUT THERE YOU GO. okay. god. im sorryyyyy

[sskk-manifesto]

I think this is the prettiest Atsushi episode ever

[aliteral-ghost]

This writing piece was inspired by this art by @azaleastobloom, mostly the pose used and their name for e!False (obsessed, by the way) and also @theminecraftbee's vault hunters aufest fic for the idea of children in the vaults in the first place. Lmao I had fun.

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She’s so much smaller than you remember. This only reaffirms the doubts you had earlier, about taking a child into a Vault. Companions make it dangerous enough, always underfoot, and making them a child will only muddy things more.

She looks at you, all spindly arms and legs, and you realize with a jolt of horror that this is not you. See, Iskall had said this event (special for today!) was in an attempt by the Vault Gods to allow the players to reconnect with their inner child, by forcing every hunter to play with themselves as a child. But something must have gone wrong in the portal, somehow, because although those eyes (just barely a shade darker) are not your own you recognize them.

You and your twin are not identical, of course, close enough that the untrained eye wouldn’t notice, close enough that you were able to pass as one person for nearly ten years, but you are not identical. And this is not you, sitting folded up as if origami. You were never this lanky. You caught up to her as you grew older, but she shot up first.

“Vera?” You ask slowly, using the name that she would have known at this age. “Uh… hi?”

She widens her eyes at you, in surprise or maybe fear. You don’t look the same as you did at this age, face longer and with no baby fat, taller, wearing strange armor that covers your eyes and face.

“Do you know where we are?” She asks, and you almost laugh. Of course she wouldn’t know. Her eyes are wild, terrified, looking around at the Vault room and hallway that leads off it as if trying to find an exit. There won’t be one, of course, there won’t be one until (as the popup at the edge of your vision says) you collect enough elixir. Should be easy enough.

“We are in a Vault,” you say slowly. “You were meant to help me get out, although I’m not sure Iskall thought this through very well.”

She-Vera-is still sitting on the ground, having chosen to fold her legs up to her chest and hug them. That’s something you recognize, a sign that she is very much not interested in moving from this spot, thank you very much, and that it will take physical force to move her from the tiny ball she’s wrapped herself in.

You are not interested in picking her up like a sack of potatoes, because that feels dangerous to do in a Vault with many many mobs and a child (and you have strong words to say to Iskall later about this, because who thought it would be a good idea), so you sit next to her, cross-legged. The timer hasn’t started yet, thank goodness, because neither of you have left the portal room, so you have all the time in the world. Hopefully no one questions how long it takes you to get out.

Vera looks at you, long bangs nearly covering her eyes. Her hair is longer than you ever remember it being, before you became one person. She never liked having long hair, cutting it short whenever she got the chance to. You were the opposite, and your hair has stayed long throughout all your life. It is, even now.

“I’m sorry I’m not brave,” she says quietly. “My sister is brave. She would be better to have here.”

You swallow hard, trying to think of what to say to comfort her. You are not the person for the job. “I know for a fact you can be-you will be very brave,” You say. You’ve fought a lot with Vera, over the years, and she just gets bolder. “And right now you are the only one that can help me get through this Vault. But you have to get up, because I’m not interested in carrying you through it.”

She just keeps looking at you, eyes narrow and calculating. Vera was always thinking, you remember that. She did enough thinking for the both of you. That thinking caught up to you, of course, when she got out of control. She was always half a step ahead, and you had to run twice as fast to keep up. You’re sure Vera is still thinking, wherever she’s ended up.

“What if I can’t, though?” She asks. “What if… you die?” Her eyes go wide, and you’re reminded of just how small she is.

“I won’t,” you say. “Not forever, at least. That’s what makes it fun.”

Vera curls up further on herself, and you scoot closer, wrapping your arms around her like you used to as a child. She fits better, now that you’re finally taller. “Brea?” Vera whispers. You freeze at the sound of your given name, one you haven’t used in years.

“Yeah,” you say. “I’m sorry for scaring you. I’m so… so sorry.” If you apologized to her now, wherever she is, she wouldn’t accept it. That’s part of the reason why you haven’t. But Vera just tucks her head deeper into your chest and takes a deep breath.

“I know,” Vera says. “I’m sorry, too.” Her voice sounds stronger, older, as if she is possessed by the older version of herself, even though you can feel she’s still smaller than you.

The pair of you sit there for a bit longer before you stand, extending a hand. Vera has uncurled a bit, legs tentatively splayed in front of her, and she takes it, standing for the first time. You take her through the Vault, cautiously leading her to all the spawners and ore rooms and treasure rooms you might need, until you’ve fully collected the elixir you need and have found a lodestone.

“I don’t think you can go back with me,” you say to her. “I’m not-not sure where you’ll go, what time magic has been placed on these Vaults that allowed… this, but I don’t think it’ll be with me.”

Vera nods, standing up straight, hands clasped. “I know,” she says, quiet. “That’s what I thought.”

You walk towards her, wrap her in an embrace that you both relax into. It’s a hug that you haven’t felt in a long, long time. She’s so much smaller than you remember.

[vrynnvryxivia]

guh,,,,,,,, cant believe i have to do this

DNI if you ship Mr. Puzzles with anyone

[duhitsitadori]

Ummmmmmmmm okay thinking about how you never thought Itoshi Sae liked kids and you never thought you did either. Sae always held up his usual cold demeanor in public even with giddy screaming kids who want his autograph. He even tells you after those moments happen that he never understands why kids like him so much, and quite frankly you can say the same about yourself.

But for some reason, lately you swear you've seen his stoic front crack one two many times. You two start going to parks and beaches during the summer and a bunch of kids are always present. You see it every time you guys pass by parents holding their kids' hand, or kids just laughing jubilantly on the street-- the small, barely noticeable smile that creeps up on Sae's face.

Hell, you guys weren't even married. Why were you thinking of this anyway? It must be some silly, delirious romantic effect that the universe has on you to finally think maybe you'd want that life. You think it's just futile in all honesty; Sae probably never thought of being a father or anything else besides soccer and you. You wouldn't give Sae up for the world, even if it meant letting go on experiencing that domestic dream you never in a million years thought you would've wanted. You could live with that, but you couldn't live without him.

And it may have been an accident; you standing here reminiscing on how you felt while staring at your daughter sleeping soundly in Sae's arms after a long day out. He runs his fingers through her reddish-brown hair careful not to move and wake her. She reacts, snuggling unconsciously into her fathers warmth. And there it is again-- that small, barely noticeable smile.

You giggle softly at the sight of your daughter mirroring the same upturn on Sae's lips-- she must be dreaming. She doesn't know how much you love that smile, how you'd never give up any of this for the world even if you didn't ask for it.

You both didn't ask for it: a small family, just the three of you. You lock eyes, and you both know that you definitely don't want any more. This is enough. In fact, you realize it's all you've ever wanted.

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[andiv3r]

Me: I'm hungry

My brain: Ok but food is evil and bad and will kill you and Not Eating is actually noble and good and makes you a good person also I'm going to give you The Nausea now

Me: ???????? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU ???????????????

[welcometoteyvat]

xiaoyun amv set to 春岚/shun-ran/spring storm <3

[oatmealcrisp-freak]

people making magical girl polls that include utena but not anthy make me go insane. in like. the bad 'i wish to kick something' way.

[girlcaelius]

true romance died in 12bc

[tomorrows2top]

I can’t get my children to both pose nicely for pictures at the same time. Did your parents ever have any luck getting you and your sister to pose together?

Daisuke: Despite my fights with my sis, we… Miraculously managed to behave in those family photos and meetings.

Daisuke: It’s not like we couldn’t get along, but we’re six years apart…

Dai → 20-21yo (born in 1991) Jun → 26-27yo (born in 1985)

Daisuke: Like... A legit miracle. Mom is still not sure how we could pull that tho. Maybe we care too much about other people's opinions on us...?

Daisuke: Nowadays we get along a liiiiiittle better. I guess it's because both of us are adults now and don't live in the same place anymore...

[altruistic-meme]

idk why my friend always manages to like have a psychic knowledge of when im in a bad mood and then chooses to be negative like every time like my guy i am not in the mood for your negative shit i am dealing with my own spiral rn

[automatonknight]

not to get too sappy here but also it’s really nice that everyone’s so kind and like. it genuinely means a lot :] <3

[lovesickgoose]

Electrochemistry touching Volition gently with they're cables, until sparks fly

You said gentle, but I don't think electrochem understood :/

[ask-the-sexyman-squad]

*fast breathing* TWINS?!!!

IS IT TWINS?!!!

"My dear, why would it be twins? I only cast a spell that forms a singular child, no more or less!"

"Unless something happened that made you change your influence."

"Nah ah, my beloved! I wouldn't have wanted it any other way: one child is quite fine!"

"Oh cut the shit. I'm being serious. A single child wouldn't be developing this quickly with a demonic pregnancy and you know it. You have more knowledge about this topic than I do, so I need you to realize this."

"I took a test to figure out what we're having. You think this is all fun and games, don't you? Well newsflash."

"It's twins. Your. Twins."

Now Alastor doesn't know how to act...this is a joke. Just a farce and nothing more! He knew they were immersed in their roles when the time rolled around, so he laughed it off.

"Oh ho ho, my dear! Good one: my oh my, you always have such a lovely sense of humor."

"...are you kidding me?! You seriously think this is a joke?! I'm being genuine here! We only planned to have one kid, not two at the same time! Why aren't you getting that?!"

Okay, they definitely weren't acting. It was noticeable because how they were tearing up right in front of him. The first time in a while that they genuinely started crying, and it was concerning to Alastor.

"I am not ready for twins, Al! But I can't just abandon them like I was when I was born: I refuse to fail these two! The problem is how the hell are we going to pull this off?! On top of that, I'm going to look huge during this!"

Oh shit. Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit. This was a genuine reaction and fear coming from them, and Alastor felt his heart practically getting shredded into two. Their tears were something that spiked his nerves, and by God he was going to comfort and calm them down. This was not his intention, and he needed to let them know that.

"Double Trouble: my love, I need you to take a breath for me, alright? We are not going to fail them. We will not abandon them. And while you will get bigger, it doesn't diminish how stunning you are. Alright?"

"...alright...I'm sorry, Al..."

"Don't ever be sorry, darling. I love you. And we'll get through this...we're having two children: more to love, you know? And rest assured, I promise you..."

"I won't leave you for a minute. I swear on my afterlife."

//BONUS//:

"YOU CALLED IT?!"

"I WAS JOKING, I DIDN'T EXPECT THEM TO ACTUALLY HAVE TWINS!!!"

[mcondance]

the way i’d get fucked crazy to this song

[s1lv3rp4w3dc4t]

ahahaha! I am a happy girl! (I turn towards you and you see blood on my forehead and the table)