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[littlecrittereli]

Wanted to doodle some comfort bros to balance out the angst of my recent posts lol

Hey pookies! Just wanted to say I really appreciate all the love and support I've been receiving lately for Decoded! I always love your comments/asks/fanart/memes, it genuinely has been bringing me so much joy and I'm so grateful for it <3

I know I said I had a lot of art to post (and then proceeded to post none of it LOL) I'm just a little overwhelmed rn with some life stuff so sorry for the wait! I also have a lot asks that I haven't gotten to and I apologize for that as well!

Trying my best to keep up, but I haven't had a lot of time recently. Art's gonna be a little delayed, but don't worry Chapter 8 is still gonna come out this Saturday as scheduled!

[sofitai28]

for my jon archivist enjoyers. quick doodle of the wife in the trash (banished by tim and melanie)

[king-candybug-backup]

HI! I've probably reread kill switch about 5 times already, and it is definitely my favorite fic for this fandom! I also love the art you make for said fic! my favorite part of it is probably your king candy characterization, its just so true to the character, and it makes his slow redemption arc more believable!

Have a great day!

THANK YOU SO MUCH OMG??? 😭

I know I've said it a bunch already, but dangit, love love LOOOVE WRITING CANDYBUG, HE IS SO MUCH FUN GFHFGCHHV

Such a smarmy lil shit 😂 I'm also so happy that people think he still feels in character even though he's "helping" his mortal enemies GHJFGDXHCGJVHBJ (I guess the whole "literally all of you will die horrible deaths if you don't work together" part helps in that department BUT STILLLL, THIS MAN IS A MENACE FGHGDHCF)

[awkwardtickleetoo]

Wake up brain bb

Content warning: ¿romantic? Snf

Imagine Sapnap and George slow dancing, like at a wedding or for Dream's music video, and Sapnap just starts tickling George and he has to shove his face in his neck/shoulder to muffle himself

the way i know this ask is almost a year old now bc it was sent around when the uieud video came out……….. so uh….. happy birthday??

on a real note thank you for waiting so long lmao, i am getting there slowly but surely 😤☝️

but either way, i still love this idea so much :((( bc snf are definitely the type to slow dance all sweetly together just for fun, especially in a situation like the set of the music video when they’re getting sleepier towards the end of the day

i can just picture them getting clingy after the long day of shooting, soft music playing as people finish up, and they find a moment where george can pull sap in by his shoulders and hug him tight, sapnap reciprocating with his arms around his waist and swaying side to side with the music, and eventually sapnap’s hands slip under george’s suit jacket and onto his sides over his shirt, his thumbs pressing in and rubbing side to side, and george just. starts giggling.

sapnap is confused for a second, but it all starts making sense when george’s face flushes red and he squirms, refuses to make eye contact, looks down at sapnap’s hands, etc etc. sapnap pushes further, wiggling his fingers against george’s sides just to hear him squeal, and that’s the exact moment someone decides to walk past them, startling george and making him feel even more embarrassed

he decides hiding his face is his only option– considering the only other thing he could do is stop sapnap, and why would he do that when the butterflies swirling in his tummy makes him feel so warm and sapnap’s arms feel so safe?– so he buries his face in the crook of sap’s neck, tightening his arms around his shoulders so he can’t pull away, letting out his cute muffled giggles/squeaks/whines as sapnap’s hands continue to explore under his jacket

sap only goes for so long, not wanting to put too much strain on george when hes so sleepy and giddy, and knowing they should help pack up so they could get home and actually get in bed, so eventually he slows the tickles to a stop, making sure to coo at george about how unbelievably cute he is while he could still whisper it in his ear

but, to the delight of both of them, there would be plenty more of those tickles awaiting george as soon as they arrived back home <33

[cacaocheri]

I ACCEPT!!! we shall frolic the fields together <333

[desertduality]

henlo

i just wanted to say AD ASTRA IS LITERALLY AMAZING AND I HAVE CRIED AUGH IT IS SO GOOD

sincerely, a person who comments on every chapter :3

AUGHHGHH THANK YOU :D <3333

[basketobread]

i’m sorry i just went through all of your art and reblogged. most of it. i am normal about your tavs 👍

IM SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE BUT I NEED YOU TO KNOW THAT THIS MADE ME SMILE SM THANK YOU

[calmlb]

i'm just sitting here rereading the latest chapter of your babyzai fic for the 3rd time and i keep coming back to that one scene in which chuuya and yosano discuss babyzai's more-than-a-little-concerning silence. every time i read it i end up giggling and kicking my feet thinking about chuuya's future reaction whenever babyzai /does/ say something. obviously i don't know what your plans are, but my current bet is that his "first word" is going to be chuuya's name (or a variation of it) simply because - how cute would that be? i actually thought babyzai was going to call out to chuuya on that last chapter when he started crying and reaching out after the dissociation episode. the fact it didn't happen is just making me MORE excited wondering when it might happen!!

AHHHHH I CANT TELL YOU HOW HAPPY THIS ASK MADE ME 🥺🩷🩷

omg yes, it was so hard to not let babyzai call out to Chuuya last chapter 😫 like that’s exactly the direction my ✨writer flow✨ was leading me, but i’m so glad to hear that the choice to hold off has paid off & made the anticipation build 🥹

the moment babyzai speaks for the first time (& what he says) has been one of the things i’ve been most excited to write since planning this fic, so tysm for looking forward to it too 😭🩷🫶🏻

i don’t want to give anything away, but let’s just say that that moment may be coming sooner than you think 🤭

[that-was-anticlimactic]

"can you stay?" + atsushi & kyouka

"can you stay?"

atsushi's voice trembles as they speak, and kyouka freezes.

"nevermind."

atsushi laughs almost immediately, blinking away the impending tears and wavng their hands in front of them. "sorry. you don't... that was stupid of me to say. i'm-"

"stop apologizing."

kyouka slides beside them, curling up against their side. she head plops on their shoulder.

they're warm and shakey, and kyouka feels soft on atsushi's neck.

"i don't mind staying."

honestly, she wanted to stay. no matter how many times she watches atsushi - her sibling by everything but blood - get stabbed, the more she fears for them.

it's a little foolish, she knows; she's been familiar with blood and death and gore since her parents died. limbs being torn off and blood slowly oozing out of the body doesn't scare her.

but it does when she sees it happening to atsushi.

(and she doesn't say anything, but atsushi isn't the only one who gets nightmares - she's just better at keeping them quiet)

"you're just a kid..." atsushi mumbles, breaths shaky and uneven. "you shouldn't have to-to comfort me."

even so, kyouka soon feels the cool pads of their compression gloves rubbing her wrist.

"doesn't matter," she says, because she knows you're still a kid, too only upsets them more.

"okay."

they whisper it so quietly the only reasons kyouka hears it is because of her assassin training.

good.

she snuggles closer still and listens to their heartbeat. it starts off quick, but gradually falls until it's steady.

and kyouka is able to fall asleep with the reminder that her sibling is still alive.

(send me a sentence (+ a ship/character) and i'll write the next five sentences)

[sandeewithtwoe]

drop this sunflower🌻into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! lets spread a little sunshine ☀️

Get sunflowered fool!!!

AHH I GOT SUNFLOWERED!!!!

[luckyartdrawer]

If you receive this, you make somebody happy! Go on anon and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up. If you get one back, even better! <333

Oh!!! Hehehe thank you so much! <3333

Ya know what? I will! And they're gonna be specifically followers too, don't worry I'm already writing out something for the mooties, so prepare to be thanked goobers!!! >:DDD

[its-ezraaa]

i know it's something you haven't done in awhile, but... your catboy seiji agenda? amazing. impeccable. i'm obsessed with it. catboy seiji is everything to me.

Yesss catboy Seiji!! He's 100% cat-coded you can't change my mind. Hehe and good news: This ask inspired me to make some more catboy Seiji art, enjoy~

[angeart]

I am so in love with Mumbo taking up sewing and making everyone outfits and things. And making Grian his sweater, my heart. And just, everything about the two of them, I love them. T-T Also something about Grian going to find Mumbo in the rain, and now Mumbo is trying to find him after a fire... (also also you keep saying 'if you want' Ange I always want, I love Ange rambles)

-🎀

something about sewing actually requiring long hours of sitting still. his hands are moving, though, and there is progress constantly! he's learning to calm himself and to stay put in a way, while feeling productive and useful. it's a bit of a struggle at first, but he settles into it, finding that it helps him feel calm and grounded <3

and he likes figuring things out! whether it's tailor cuts or patterns or, you know, the redstone for the stage. it puts him at ease to have a problem to solve (a harmless one!!)

and and and. yes!!

him and grian together are so precious to me. so important.

i know boatem circus au fics so far have focused on mostly scar and grian, but this is behind the scenes, and grian had more than just scar to rely on. mumbo's done a lot for him!! and he is so attached, he did his best for mumbo too!

... and. mmhm. mumbo's now trying to find him.

thinking what if he won't? what if this is it? what if he failed?

[waterfallofspace]

💐🎋⏰ for sskk with aku as snzr pls? tysm if you do it!

So this only took me foRevER to answer- I'm so sorry!! But finally got enough motivation to get around to answering these!~

So here's a little drabble, thank you so much for sending in the prompt! And I'm sorry it took so long haha~ First time writing in a while now, so my apologies if it's a little disjointed!~

💐fits 🎋itchy nose/throat/ears ⏰inopportune from ~This Post~

Word Count: 1.8k Characters: A/ku, A/tsushi, mentions of D/azai and M/ori ~~~~~~~~~~~~

If anyone else had asked, Akutagawa would have unleashed Rashōmon on them. Or, perhaps still follow the order, but the company would have been refused. Firmly refused. The mortifying ordeal of being out in a public space in the dead of spring is bad enough. But Jinko being here to witness the… results-

“hH- nGT’uh!” 

This was definitely Dazai’s doing. No one else had all of the key ingredients to this misery. Sway over Mori’s choices, knowledge of the meeting place, a hold over the weretiger, and most pressingly, knowledge of Akutagawa’s… situation. 

“S-sorry, I didn’t catch that, what did you say?” 

Akutagawa turns his attention back to the task at hand, pointedly ignoring Atsushi’s question, and direct stare. Obnoxious on the best of days, which this was decidedly not. They had been sent to the park in search of some sort of information. 

“What exactly are we looking for?” Akutagawa asks, not bothering to hide the annoyance in his tone. 

Atsushi offers an awkward smile in return, hand scratching the back of his head. “Well, see that’s just it, I’m not exactly sure… Dazai said it would be here, and well, he’s never wrong, but…” 

“He didn’t say what it was or where it would be.”

“Nope, not a word.” 

Akutagawa sighs, flinching against the wave of itch crawling its way down his throat. It’s the worst kind of itch, one so deep in your ears, the back of your throat, you know you couldn’t touch it even if you stuck your entire hand in your mouth. 

Settling for a vague noise of disapprovement, he sets off in the general direction of what appears to be a fountain. Good a place as any to start, especially if it puts some distance between the wereti-

“Hey, wait up!” Atsushi calls, tagging along barely behind. 

Akutagawa grimaces, but slows his pace. 

“Thanks,” Atsushi smiles, plainly false. No one can be that happy having to cluelessly search a park, especially with your rival that’s been trying to kill you since you met. Let’s face it, neither of them was happy to be here.

“You thinking of looking at the fountain?” Atsushi continues, that optimistic tone grating on Akutagawa’s last intact nerve. “That’s where I’d hide information. Easy to describe to people who need to find it.” 

“Novice. h’ngKT!” 

The stifle leaves him breathless, the buzzing feeling in his sinuses promising this wasn’t even close to the end. Against all odds, Atsushi seems not to have noticed, his attention pulled towards a couple passing by. 

“Excuse me, where’s the best place to meet someone here?” 

The couple offered some vague responses, Akutagawa ducking into his coat for a semblance of privacy, uttering a few horrible noises. It’s the only way to scratch the back of your throat, touch that itch, but it’s not exactly subtle.

Thankfully no one noticed, Atsushi jumping from person to person, eager smiles and genuine politeness. It’s sickening. Choosing a more contained approach, Akutagawa lets his eyes wander, tracing the landscape. 

Mori’s words echo in his mind, “A simple task. After all, you’re a trained member of the Port Mafia. Trained by Dazai no less.” 

Somehow a compliment, and a deep burn. The respect their boss continues to hold for the deserter is only rivaled by the desire to be noticed clawing against the back of Akutagawa’s pride. And yet, somehow he picked… him. 

The ‘him’ in question is currently half wading through a fountain. Oblivious to the art of subtly, or simply choosing to disregard it entirely.

With a hissed sigh, and a frantic sniffle as the action sets off a new round of itch throughout his swollen sinuses, Akutagawa makes his way towards Atsushi. Everyone around them seems more concerned with staring at him than the one practically swimming in a fountain. 

Have they never seen someone with allergies before?! Akutagawa barely manages to catch a cough in his throat, feeling his tongue tense as the action ripples throughout his chest. He’s almost at the fountain when he feels a tap on his arm. 

A woman stands, looking at him with a mixture of concern and disapproval, and... of course. 

“Wearing this much dark clothing out in the sun is extremely irresponsible and dangerous.” 

Akutagawa barely has time to process her concerns, his focus overtaken by the overwhelming scent of pollen drifting from the flowers strewn throughout her hair. That, mixed with the aroma of freshly cut grass that she must have been rolling in to have gotten so coated with it. 

He manages a choked, “mind your own business” before breaking his coat from her grasp, and continuing his frantic pace to the fountain. The woman shrugs it off with a huff, speeding away, but the damage has been done.

“ngXT-! ah’tNgt’ch!” 

A few stifles break loose from his grip, Akutagawa’s hand snapping to his face instinctively. Pinching his nose, he managed to contain another rapid set, control wearing off at an alarming pace. 

“Oh hey, Akutagawa!” Atsushi calls once Akutagawa enters earshot. “I don’t think it’s in the fountain, I’ve searched all over- Oh! Unless it’s underwater, though… how would papers…” 

“They migh- kNgt’ch!” Akutagawa feels a faint flush settle over his cheeks at the interruption, but he continues with a growl before Jinko can get a word out. “They might not be papers. I was only told to intercept ‘information’, and you weren’t given any further clarifications.” 

Atsushi pauses, scratching his head with a sheepish smile. “Oh, I guess you’re right! In that case, maybe it’s some sort of coin? People tend to toss a lot of them into the fountain.” 

Another set of stifles break free as Akutagawa swivels on his heel, attempting to shield the outburst best he can. Turning back, it seems he was successful, Atsushi diving headfirst back into the fountain on his coin mission. Sighing, Akutagawa tosses a piece of advice over his shoulder.

“You should look for- nNgt! ah’knCH! Look for foreign coins, something recognizable, but not too obviously out of place.” 

“Yeah!” Atsushi smiles, turning his attention back to Akutagawa. “That’s a good idea! You want to help?” 

“Not in the slightest.” 

As he attempts to maintain his composure, Akutagawa feels another wave of itch overcome his throat, a vague growl slipping out before he can help it.

“Are- are you okay, Akutagawa?” 

“Yes,” Akutagawa snaps back, bringing the back of his hand up to his mouth to fake a cough.

Atsushi seems hesitant, but nods and returns to his search. Minutes pass, ticking by like hours as Akutagwa attempts to hold off another scratch of the desperate itch beginning to crawl deeper into his ears. Finally he can’t stand it anymore and he lets out another deep growl, covering it with a pathetically ticklish cough. 

Unfortunately, he realizes far too late that action will set off a chain reaction, his nose bursting with a newfound need.

“nNgh’tch! hehh– hH’YIZshhuh! ayEZSHhh’uu! zschh– yiszhh– yizzschh’uu!” 

This time they break through, the last ones tumbling over each other in a dizzying frenzy of desperate irritation. This will be harder to play off as a mild lung condition. 

“Oh- Akutagawa are you okay? Do you need hel-” 

Atsushi is cut off by a blow from Rashōmon, Akutagawa glaring at him from behind his sleeve.

“Do not mistake my suffering for weakness, Jinko. I am more than capable of holding my own.” 

The words would have carried more weight, had the congestion lacing them not left him sounding a touch pathetic. Nonetheless, he pulls himself together long enough to release his nose, snap something about ‘checking around’, and rush off to another section of the park. 

Letting a congestion moan slip from his lips, Akutagawa digs his heels into his eyes again, wiping away some stray tears as the irritation releases itself in yet another disgusting display.

“knGNT-! ngt– nGXT– hH’kNGXt’zshh! hhih… hh’nGHtchh! huH’ZYESHh! yIEZSHh’uu!  ” 

The sneezes tear out from his throat, a bit sore and yet unbelievably satisfying. They not only scratch the mad itch in his sinuses, but leave his throat feeling mildly relieved. 

This relief is cut short as a hand brushing against his back nearly scares him out of his skin.

“Bless you!” 

Akutagawa rolls his eyes, muttering something about ‘western customs’ between the frantic hitching of his breath. Atsushi averts his eyes, at least offering the semblance of privacy as Akutagawa ducks into his chest with a rapid fit that barely gives him time to breathe. 

“tsshh– tzshh– izshh– yzshh– yieZShh’uu!” 

These ones do nothing to relieve any itch, instead they almost seem to spread it deeper. After a minute of awkwardly standing there, Atsushi seems unable to resist commenting. His mouth opens and closes a few times, unable to find the words.

Akutagawa, on the other hand, couldn’t say anything about this if he wanted to. 

“We- zshh– ah’YZShh! I ndeed- tzzshh– ezshh– iZShh’uu!” The words are lost between frantic gasps and rapid fits. Atsushi offers a few more blessings, Akutagawa barely managing a harsh glare through the water in his eyes.

Finally, after what feels like forever, a last “yiEZZSHh’uu!” breaks him out of it, giving him a minute to catch his breath. 

“Bless you, Akutagawa. Those are some bad allergies-”

As soon as the word leaves his lips, they both know he’s made a mistake. Spoken something that should have been left unsaid. Before he can start backpedaling, and inevitably make it worse, Akutagawa takes control of the situation.

“Are you going to show me what you found, or just stand here all day?”

“R-right! Sorry,” Atsushi gives that same sheepish smile again, and for a second Akutagawa almost feels- well, nevermind that. Taking the reprise from the burden of speaking, he lets Atsushi begin rambling on about the coin, and something to do with codes. 

“heH’ZSHHuu!”

“Oh, bless you!”

Another eye roll, followed by another “zSHhh! yiEZSHhh’uu!” 

Which of course is followed by another blessing. 

This pattern continues for a few minutes, Atsushi futilely attempting to explain the code and offer enough blessings for Akutagawa’s ever increasing allergy attack.

“Hey,” Atsushi suddenly offers, tone switching to something softer, “how about I just fill you in back in the detective agency?” 

“If you- ih’ZZSHh! tZSHh! If you think I’m setting foot in that-” 

“Then how about the Port Mafia offices? I doubt they’d kill me on site, seeing as they sent us here together for this.” 

Akutagawa rolls his eyes, but nods. It would be foolish at this point to not accept the offer. And besides… It's much better than showing up like this in front of Dazai.

“Alright, but I won’t promise no harm will come to you. In fact, it may come by my own hand.” 

But as they begin their walk, Atsushi handing over a pack of tissues, Akutagwa lets that thought slip from his mind. Maybe the weretiger isn’t so bad after all.

[starryaike]

u have no idea how much im obsessed with your artstyle, the way u draw frisk and chara is SO GOOD <33

Thank you!!! I'm glad you like the sillies :]

[just-a-drawing-bean]

woe, harvtism be upon ye wawawa have a good day you are cool <3

ALSO YOU ART AND ANIMATIONS LITERALLY GIVE ME SO MUCH INSPIRATION RAAAA I LVOE THE WAY YOU DO EXPRESSIONS IVE NOTICED IN MY OWN ART IVE TRIED TO MAKE IT MORE EXPRESSIVE AND LITERALLY IM LIKE- IM SEEING THINGS IM DOING AND IM LIKE !! THATS THE THING BEAN DOES THAT I LOVE!! AAAAA <3<3<3 ITS SO COOL!!! LIKE USING THE SWIRL THE DCA HAS AS AN EYEBROW AND JUST ADDING LINES FOR EXPRESSIONS JUST PHDSJGHSJ its soo cooooollll <3 shakes you affectionately

WAH FISH YOURE SO SWEET ASDUIFHDUSG <333 wah im glad to inspire you to push your art <3 love making the eyebrow their face swirl <3

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