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budgetlobotomy · 6 months ago
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made the fatal error of reading a fic for the funni Minecraft game oh lordi
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can-of-slorgs · 10 months ago
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Completed the Shenkuu Stamp collection some time ago, so it was only fair to draw my girl Mirsha
#neopets#neotag#neoart#vin doods#gnorbu#drawing this was actually really fun in a way that when i was looking for references i didn't know she was such a lesbian icon#not surprised but hey lets cheer for the lesbian alpaca!#I'm not as happy with the colors as I thought#I'm a bit rusty in just really warm colors without it looking burnt for some reason HJSD#but looking at pictures of AC teams have made me really fall into my old virtupets fix#i love everyone so much on that team and not really that many ppl play for it#i still remember winning a long long time ago and was completely blown away as it was basically just 5 ppl in a forum going mad#i just really love the designs of most of the players on all groups??#i don't even like playing in the AC that much i just love the characters LMFAOO#i think i still remember I drew fanart of Sela and the gelert from the darigan team when i was like 8-9 and submitting in onto deviantart#and getting hate comments probably like 8 years later because i missed his wings or i made them too small or sth#that was hilarious thinking about it now but it did made me hate the darigan team for that year SDHFKSD#ok this is too long it always ends up wit me just rambling#I love my boy XL Striker 3.8 and Sela#ok nobodys reading uhhhh#send me an ask with the weirdest emoji out of context if you've read this far tbh nobody cares by this point HJSKSFD#idk if ill draw someone for the AC team everytime i complete a stamp collection but if i'm feeling like it maybe#or if they're requested tecnically#thats it bye
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murdleandmarot · 9 months ago
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@toki-toro I had a grumpy cat in mind. And his friend :)
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mxntio · 10 months ago
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thinking abt them again. a totally normal amount
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seasonalberries · 1 year ago
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@dailydoseofshoko gave me some grand ideas for cowboy AU Shoko
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bookwyrminspiration · 1 year ago
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it does look like sophie!! if you wanted to help her look a little more youthful, you might try adding some roundness to the cheeks and emphasizing the cupid's bow a bit more
ty catherine I love you forever and ever dedicating this piece to you and you only <33
me vs the roundness of sophie's cheeks is an ongoing battle I keep trying but she is staying stubbornly a little angular. actually almost everything about her is fighting me.
I think the reason it's not quite doing it for me is that she doesn't match the other individual in the piece. Who has a certain *essence* to them, a style that Sophie doesn't have. So while she technically looks fine and like Sophie, she doesn't look like she belongs in the same piece as them. and I very much want the two of them to go together. Will continue trying, even though I have class tomorrow and will. get a bunch of homework </3
also!! thank you to everyone else who made comments and suggestions as well :)
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cjgladback · 2 years ago
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[ID: A version of the four panel Gru meme from Despicable Me, where a presenter gets increasingly enthusiastic through three slides before realizing something is wrong with the third. A cartoon bee with orange fins on its back and sides stands in place of Gru. The slides are presented on what appears to be a small stack of papers held with a single purse clip.
Slide 1: Countdown to Fishbees!!! About a day of focused work left on the dinos! Slide 2: Almost a third of the way through the cactus and scorpion animation! Slide 3: Excited about a new planned intermediary project!
In the third panel of the meme, the fish-bee's eye highlights are sparkle-shaped. In the fourth and final panel, its highlights are teardrop-shaped. The third slide gains an extra line of text in a smaller font that says, "studying macramé!" End ID]
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givemethedamnflowers · 2 years ago
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I hear about Nancy Drew occasionally and i always thought i would have loved it when i was 8 bc i loved the Alice books and they seemed to have the same vibe.
They're the same. Alice is the french translation.
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peachsayshi · 5 days ago
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PEACH YOUR BABY DADDY!SUKUNA.....
He distanced himself bc he's not a good guy, he's got a shit job, can barely pay child support but he does what he can. And he always looks after your daughter when you're busy, takes every moment to be with her that he can, even tho he knows that you're the more capable parent. You were always too good for him, and he was your bad boy fling, your mistake.
"I think you love momma more." His daughter told him, bless her unfiltered thoughts. She was probably right. Somehow, after all this time, he still found you completely stunning. He felt guilty for the way he treated you, seeing you persevere and thrive as you've gotten older. If anything, you got more beautiful with each passing day, and he couldn't be happier that his child was being raised by you, even if that meant he had to be out of the picture.
"maybe I do." He chuckled, a tinge of regret to his words. He remembered the ways he hurt you, the look on your face when he made you cry. His selfishness. It was always his selfishness that got in the way. "But I'm not good at it."
// brutally soft // III. 
baby daddy!sukuna x reader 
tags: non curse au; tension; reader and sukuna are co-parents; girl dad sukuna; mentions troubled past with sukuna; alludes to significant size different; mentions drug use and drinking; mentions cheating; sukuna being soft; unrequited love; angsty | | read this for more context & this & this
note: (I am so sorry this took me so long to respond to) but!! you don't get to leave something like this and not expect me to sweetly return the favor by meddling with your feelings the way you did mine. because holy shit, nyx, just hearing sukuna say "I'm not good at it" in a hushed, sad voice made me want to take my own ribs out.
dni if your blog is blank / ageless / or are a minor
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"mama! guess what!" your daughter says. "I have a secret!"
you smile to yourself because she always has a secret to share these days. little, innocent things that capture her attention which seem worthy of keeping confidential.
"you know," you say as you help her into her dress. "you're not supposed to tell secrets when you have them..."
"but I tell you everything, mama!"
you lift her up in your arms, the weight of her body getting heavier by the day and reminding you of how fast she's growing.
sukuna is taking her to visit her uncle yuji, and she has been over the moon about it. you place her on the seat of her vanity, and proceed to fix her hair since sukuna will be arriving in twenty minutes, and you want to make sure that she's all set once her dad gets here. you giggle at her response, "okay, okay, what's the secret?"
she looks at you from the mirror's reflection and covers her mouth as she chuckles.
"hey, what's with the sly face?" you prod, holding a chunk of her hair gently between your palm.
"do you know ms. kiko?" she asks, referring to her pre-school teacher.
"mhmm, what about her?"
she giggles again. "well, she told told mrs. chiyo that she thinks daddy is cute!!"
your heart thumps. oddly.
you're not immune to the way that the women look at the father of your child. it's the same alluring, seductive energy that drew you to sukuna in the first place.
but it's been years since you've both been intimate together in any capacity, you're sure that he's probably got someone on call if and when necessary. considering he has more spare time than you do without a child running around, you're pretty sure that sukuna is satisfied with whatever situationship he's in. you've learned to swallow the discomfort of the idea of sukuna with other women. just like how you had to bury the hurt of the very one who tore your relationship apart.
you hum at her observation, your fingers idly braiding her hair.
it's not like you were single anymore either. you've been casually dating a lawyer on and off. it wasn't serious per se, but it wasn't a fleeting relationship where it made you feel like you were entirely free of the attachment.
he's even met sukuna at this point.
granted those dates are few and far between, but you were a single mother who worked full time.
trying to commit to a relationship is hard.
even though, you would love to share all this with...someone.
"anyway, I had to warn daddy to be careful..." your daughter interjects.
"warn him?" you repeat with a smile, her choice of words adorable.
"yeah! so, I told daddy that ms. kiko was in love with him, and asked him if I should tell her to stop..."
"stop?"
"being in love with him!" she responds with a grimace.
that makes you laugh. "and why would you do that, hmm?" you question gently for fun.
"because I know that daddy loves you more, mama!"
your heart thumps again, harder this time. so hard you feel it nearly knock the wind out of you. you clear your throat to ease the apprehension while your daughter kicks her legs with anticipation.
"and how would you know that?" "because," she insists, "daddy told me that he loves you more than anyone else in this world"
her words spill out of her, a glass of water that's been carelessly knocked over. you scrunch your brows as each word registers into your brain, soaking over your to do lists and mental checks.
"what?" you whisper as you stare at this little girl who has already carried on the conversation.
"after me, obviously," she presses - because no one can take her place when it comes to the love that you and sukuna both give her.
"wait-wait..." you say a little breathless, your hands suddenly trembling as you do your best to finish the job you started. "what did your daddy tell you? I didn't quite-"
"he said he loves you more than anyone else in the world..." she repeats, her focus on the rogue hair brush that sits at her small vanity. "so, yeah, that's why I asked daddy if I should tell ms. kiko to stop saying he's cute..."
"your...your daddy is just being silly..." you murmur, trying to underplay the statement. you slip the hairband around her second braid to secure the style in place.
impossible, you think. that's impossible.
so much time has passed between you both.
you buried that part of your past long ago.
left it and refused to look back-
"nu-uh. he said that I don't have to say anything to ms. kiko. that it's okay because he loves momma more, anyway. but daddy also told me once that he's not that good at it," she adds on, her fingers picking at the bristles of her bright purple brush, "whatever that means..."
"when did you and your daddy have this conversation..."
the realization hits her then, and she stares up at you before covering her mouth. "oops," she states, glancing from side to side, "I pinky promised daddy I wouldn't tell you that..."
before you can fish out anything else from her, she hops off her seat, her feet pattering away as she moves across the room towards her pile of plushies.
"who should I take with me?" she says loudly, brushing aside the fact that she said far more than she should. she stands with her hip jutted out and her finger pressed against her lips, her back facing you.
you have to lean against her closet to steady yourself. you do your best to rationalize sukuna's words, trying to decipher the pieces in this game of whispers.
your mind flashes to the horrid break up five and a half years ago. a memory that exists hazily in the back of your mind, to the moment of you standing in sukuna's dingy old apartment holding a lacy white bra between your fingers.
it was not yours.
"what is this?" you gasped, your breath straining as your chest rose and fell with unease. "what the fuck is this..."
it's the only time you've ever seen sukuna panicked.
your memory only captures his words in blurs.
of him drinking too much.
way too much.
of him not waking up alone but swearing that he thought he was was you.
of him not recollecting his own thoughts because he blacked out that night.
of him being just as shocked when he realized the warm body next to him was not his girlfriend.
he begged you to forgive him.
"Baby, I swear. I fucking swear I will clean up my act. I-I'll never fucking drink again. Fuck, I went too far last night. One of the guys was passing around these pills I shouldn't have fucked around with them..."
you couldn't.
you couldn't accept any of it.
you already tolerated so much with him.
the drinking, the recreational drug use, his inability to keep a job, and him nearly ending up in jail for causing fights.
but you saw so much more in that man - and yet, he proved you wrong.
this betrayal spoke volumes.
this betrayal proved to you that you were expendable to him too.
that you just weren't that important.
that shadow of that man doesn't exist anymore. not with this new version of sukuna in your life.
he almost makes you forget the past. this man; your daughter's sunlight. her knight in shining armor. the source of her joy.
he may not have been good at loving you, but that little girl has him in the palm of her hand.
and he loves her with all his might, it feels like his absolution.
"mama?" your daughter calls out, snapping you out of your thoughts.
she's standing right in front of you now, holding a rabbit plushie in one hand and a penguin in the other.
"can I take both?" she asks innocently, her wide eyes glittering brightly as she remains oblivious to your own personal drowning.
"n-no," you stammer out, and affectionately poke the small dimple in her cheek. "just one, my love. we all know your uncle yuji will have more for you when you see him..."
her eyes widen, "that's right!" she exclaims, "he always finds the best and softest ones!"
the bell rings, and you abruptly stand on your feet.
your throat tight, your stomach fluttering.
"daddy's here!" your daughter cheers, and instantly runs out of the room.
you pick up her weekend bag and sling it over your shoulder. you pause and exhale softly, telling yourself to relax before following in her footsteps.
sukuna's deep voice greets you first.
"look at these braids on you..."
you find them both at the foyer, your daughter already scooped up in her father's big, muscular arms. his hand is tugging at one of her braids and she's smiling wildly in his direction.
he's wearing an oversized leather jacket, the fit only bulking up his stature. your daughter is gripping his black tee between her hands, and she yanks it gently before asking: "can we go now?"
sukuna smiles and your spine shivers.
age has done wonders for him too.
"easy, princess, let me say hi to your mom first..."
your fingers grip onto the strap of her weekender bag nervously. you don't know why you suddenly feel very aware of how you look.
of the fact that you're completely barefaced and running on five hours of sleep. that your choice in clothes is a pair of unflattering sweats and hoodie which has some coffee stains on it. you desperately need to wash your hair, and are due for a manicure appointment.
sukuna turns to face you, "hey you, I didn't notice you standing there..."
you clear your throat again, "hi! sorry...I uh-I didn't want to interrupt..."
sukuna adjusts the hold on your daughter, allowing you to approach him as he couldn't take off his boots.
"she all ready for me?" he asks.
"mhmm" you answer quietly, at a complete loss for words because all you can hear is "daddy said he loves you more than anyone else in the world."
you hand off the bag to him, which he takes with ease.
"it's not too late to join us," he offers, but you give him a small smile and shrug of your shoulders.
"trapped with work unfortunately,"
sukuna glances in your daughters direction, "I tried..."
she pouts your way. "you sure, mama?"
"yeah, my love, I am sure."
you slide into sukuna's frame, doing your best to carefully not touch any part of his broad canvas. you stand up on your tip toes and place multiple kisses on your daughter's cheek.
"I love you and I am going to miss you like crazy these next two days," you state sweetly, feeling her wrap her arms around your neck to give you a hug and a kiss in return. "promise me you'll be on your best behavior..."
"I promise!!" she answers.
you find the courage to meet sukuna's soft eyes, the ease on his face doing nothing to help your shattering state.
"I guess you're both set then," you say with a sigh.
he furrows his brow at your tone, and leans forward to make direct eye contact toward you. your lips part slightly at the close proximity of his face with yours, and he tilts his head like a curious cat before asking: "you okay?"
your heat burns so naturally. your heart ready to climb it's way up your throat. you blink back in surprise at his question, and stutter out a "I-I'm fine..."
"you sure?" he presses as he casually stands upright again, like he didn't just pop the bubble of your personal space. "you seem a little off..."
"I am okay," you reassure with a firm nod, before dropping your gaze down at your feet as you shift your balance. "I-I just have a lot on my mind today is all..."
there is a gentle tap just underneath your chin, your attention lifts up to look back at sukuna. his expression is stoic, but you can see the concern in his tense jaw. he taps the space just beneath your bottom lip, your insides turning at the gesture he used to do to you countless times before.
"anything I need to be worried about?" he asks calmly, his choice of words a veil over his obvious unsettlement.
you feel like you really can't breathe then.
your mind spins to when you carelessly kissed him. to when he returned the gesture at your daughter's play.
what seemed so innocent now feels like a serious overstep.
your hand circles around his wrist and you pull him away from you. "I'm fine, Ryomen," you acknowledge politely, trying to keep your words detached but kind.
after you see them both off and shut the front door, you find yourself pressed against the wooden frame. your back weakly glides down the surface until you're sitting on the floor. you bring your knees close to your chest, shaking at the prospect not because you don't want it to be true, but because you are terrified of allowing yourself to even open your heart to sukuna again.
he broke you. he hurt you. and yet, he somehow was the only thing that healed those wounds.
he is the reason why you were able to bring your daughter into this world. he treated her with immense love and supported you in every capacity to build this imperfect little family with you.
ryomen sukuna - your dark angel. the source of your deepest pain, and the reason for your happiest joy.
the wall that you've kept between you and sukuna exists as a safety barrier. you can peek over whenever necessary, but it doesn't mean you ever have to cross that boundary.
and yet, you've caught yourself with the consideration of sitting on the ledge, or maybe even stepping onto the other side.
all it takes for you is to then see the cracks and damages of the past as a reminder of what keeps stopping you.
"get a grip of yourself" you mutter out loud.
you let go of that love. you remind yourself, and you both are better for it.
sukuna is a completely different individual now, and you are in a much happier place than you were before.
the whirlwind romance, the intense passion and addictive excitement fizzled. the sparkle having faded the moment his betrayal was revealed.
maybe your love for each other is just too destructive when intertwined so closely. but existing loosely as small strings, and tethered to the singular entity that lives and breathes because of it...
maybe that should be more than enough for you both.
and you don't know why the thought breaks your heart a little.
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pr3ttygrlz · 2 months ago
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Never leave you
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aemond x reader (no use of y/n)
synopsis: he is being distant, she wonders why.
warnings: pregnant reader, ANGST and a lil fluff(?
word count: 475
"I had a feeling I'd find you here," her voice broke the silence of the large hall.
She had successfully made her way through the keep without being noticed by the maids—in her condition, they wouldn't even let her lift a finger unattended. But she wasn't going to get any sleep until she knew where he was.
Slowly he turned, admiring her as she carefully stepped closer, holding onto her swollen belly.
"You shouldn't be fantasizing about that chair as much as you do, it could bring you trouble..." She let her words linger, but he knew exactly what she was referring to. "What makes you think I do such a thing?" he questioned, playing along.
A soft smirk appeared on her face but quickly disappeared. "Because you admire that thing more than anything...or anyone," she said as she eyed the rusty throne above them before returning her gaze to him.
"Mhm," he simply hummed, his hands still behind his back.
She softly sighed and stood in silence for a moment before turning to fully face him. It seemed that changing the subject was her only option. "Why haven't you come to bed yet?"
She impatiently fidgeted with her pendant, a habit she had never noticed until he remarked upon it a few nights ago.
"There's no need for you to worry about me, sweet wife," he said as he drew his gaze back to the throne, avoiding her in hopes that she might leave.
"But still, I do," she rushed to his side, growing irritated with his distant behavior.
"Aemond," she called out, her voice tinged with an unfamiliar desperation—this wasn't like her, but then again, he wasn't being himself either.
In a last attempt to get some reaction from the man, she cupped the sides of his face, stroking his cheek sweetly. "What's wrong?"
He held onto her wrists and sighed. He looked worn out, but it wasn't because of the war—no, she already knew that it didn't take such a toll on him.
Knowing Aemond and his pride, she knew how hard it was for him to open up, to bare his thoughts to her, to trust her completely.
"I do not wish to lose you to childbirth."
Her heart shattered at his words. "Why would you think such things?" she looked into his eye, only to find a broken man. "You have nothing to worry about—I promise you I'll be unharmed."
He avoided her gaze. “Aemond,” she persisted, “nothing will happen to me.”
She pressed a gentle kiss to his full lips, then rested her forehead against his. With eyes closed, she fought back the tears that threatened to fall. "I will never leave you, my love."
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genderless-naper · 4 days ago
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collections
trafalgar law x crewmate!reader
theme: a bit of fluff. no mention of relationship, feelings, kissing, etc.
being talked over during conversations made you no longer willing to converse with the crew. law decides to step in to make you feel less alone
sfw, wc: 2.6k, lowercase intended!
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the crew was livelier than usual. with all tasks for the day completed, conversations filled the air as everyone shared quality time together. many recounted recent ordeals, and the sounds of laughter, complaints, and heated debates echoed throughout the submarine.
you tried to join in on the active conversation. you were eager to share the new hobby you had picked up, and you couldn’t keep yourself from wanting to tell your loved ones.
although your desire to share was strong; everytime you tried to speak up your words hung in the air without response, and your crew mate continued their commotion. it seemed as though your words vanished into the noise. the lack of response made you feel a bit of an outcast within the group. although this topic was meant to be a way to connect your friends with your personal life you figured there will always be another chance to speak of it. so for now, you let everyone to continue their conversations as you listened.
ikkaku is the first to notice your hushed state. it wasnt something she was concerned about, and instead just wanted you to talk like everyone else.
“do you have anything you want to share about your day y/n?”
feeling enthusiastic you took this as your chance to talk about your beloved newfound hobby. it seemed a bit silly saying it out loud, but made you happy. it should be worth the mention.
“i’ve starting doing something new whenever we visit new islands with towns. i’ll start to-“
you were quickly interrupted with shachi’s sudden outburst, “penguin is such a liar!!”
penguin gasps dramatically. their commotion drew the small amount of attention your conversation was getting. penguin and shachi start to wrestle over a disagreement. all the members laugh while some even made bets on who would win. that is all the members but you.
you stared blankly. you knew your friends weren’t purposefully trying to talk over you. still you couldn’t push the feeling of being ignored away much longer. you stood up and slipped away unnoticed while the group was busy with their activities.
you walked to the girls cabin to find a space to yourself where you wont be feeling ignored. at that moment actually being alone felt much better than feeling lonely in a room full of people.
you laid down and stared at the ceiling for a few minutes until you heard an unexpected knocking. a muffled ‘can i come in?’ was heard from the other side of the door.
before you could respond the door had opened and your captain entered the room. his tall figure and poker face made its way over to you. you sat up confused as to what your captain could need from you.
law invited himself to sit down in the empty space next to you, “tell me about.”
you raised your brow. was there a specific report you were forgot to tell him? you searched through your mind for all the possibilities he could be referring to.
law cleared his throat to pull you out your own mind and regain your attention, “tell me about that thing you do with new islands”
you were astonished that your captain was actually paying attention to you. you figured that at the end of the day he is an observer.
he spoke again, “you looked like you wanted to talk about it, but everyone kept speaking over you.”
embarrassment crept upon you, “it’s fine really. i didn’t mind. it was a stupid topic anyways, so it would’ve bored them out.”
“it won’t bore me. i know you want to speak about it, so hurry up” the dark-haired man’s way of reassuring you made it feel like he was rushing you instead. you couldn’t refuse him, as he sat in front of you, waiting to be told as if you were keeping some infamous secret from him. you knew any attempt to refuse would be dismissed immediately by law. but deep down, you find his gesture meaningful. it was his way of saying ‘i see you’.
“you know you don’t have to do all this just because you feel bad captain.”
he knew his earlier phrasing wasn’t sitting quite well, so he added onto it, “it’s not that i feel bad, i just want to know about my crew, so tell me because i’ll listen to you.”
you could no longer protest against him. you make your way to grab a small box then returning to your seat, “you have to promise not to laugh.”
curiosity sparked within law, “whats in this box that could be so laugh-worthy? or are you just being dramatic?”
you rolled your eyes, “i’m not being dramatic. im just saying you can’t laugh jeez..”
law takes the box from you. if he left the unboxing to you, it would take hours for you to gather the courage to remove the top. with one swift motion, law unveiled what the box kept safe— what exactly it was that you wanted to share so badly with the crew.
the inside of the box contained an assortment of pens. all different shapes and colors. law was truly left speechless, “pens..?”
you grabbed the box back from him, “you said you wouldn’t laugh!”
law cleared his throat again, and fixed his expression to its stoic state, “i’m not laughing. i just wasnt expecting that. do you collect these pens across the islands?”
you nod as you look away. you couldn’t help yourself feeling a bit mortified. telling friends is one thing, but telling your captain makes you feel less strong-willed in his mind. you couldn’t help but wonder how embarrassed he must be, thinking about his crew mate being strange enough to collect a specific writing utensil.
suddenly his voice draws you out of your conscious, “which one is your favorite?”
“my favorite? it would have to be this blue one.” you pull out a glass pen that’s been dyed a shade of dark blue. it was heavy in weight, but wrote the smoothest lines when dipped in ink.
from here you start talking about the differences between the pens, their pros and cons, which island you got them from, demonstrating their writing on paper, and much more until you were certain you had bore law out. instead the tattooed man seemed just as interested as you were. he was learning about an item he never gave much thought to.
“you’re not weirded out by this..?”
law shook his head, “why would i be weirded out? you’re just like me.”
“how am i just like you?”
law smirked and lifted his hand to create his blue room bubble around you both, “i’ll show you. room, shambles.”
suddenly you find yourself in laws room. the crew’s laughter still echoed throughout the submarine. law pulls put a box , and pulls its lid off to reveal it’s contents to you.
“coins..?” you tilted your head, looking at the box
“i collect coins from different islands. don’t look at it like that when you do the same thing.”
you take the box, “just because i do the same thing doesn’t mean it’s not gonna be weird.”
law chuckled, “collecting pens is more weird than coins.”
you fired back a warning stare, “at least pens are useful. i can write with all of them.”
“so what? i can spend all of these.”
“captain, you can only spend it if you go back to these islands.”
the two of you went back and fourth, debating which item to collect was the best. as the night went on you both shares stories of certain items in your collections. you proceed to match the closest-looking pens to the closest-looking coin.
being able to to share such personal interests with each other made you both realize you are a lot more alike than you though.
at the end of the night law asks for your hand.
“what’d do you need it for?” you hold your hand out to him. law proceeds to place a gorgeous gold coin designed by fine detailing.
law spoke up, “i want you to keep it. take good care of it and keep it with your pens” a slight smile tugged at his lips.
you giggled, “is it meant to bring me prosperity?”
“hopefully. you’ll need it to buy more pens”
you roll his eyes at his remark. you look through your collection again and pull out a black pen decorated with small hearts. you have it to the tattooed man, “keep it. it suits you captain.”
law observed the pen with a smile. he continued to use that pen whenever he wrote important notes. he kept it with him at all times to remind himself that he isn’t so alone, and there are other nerds who collect things just like him.
on the other hand you were reminded of him every time you opened your wallet to pay. the gold coin shimmering was almost as bright as both of your faces sharing your hobbies with one another.
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rinarin-karimel · 2 months ago
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Chapter 431 analysis. why everyone drew the wrong conclusions.
When the first spoiler frames from the volume came out, hell on earth began, some shippers rejoiced at the canonization, others cursed Horikoshi. I was initially going to say that all these wishes of dirty things towards the author are very ugly: at first, when 430 came out, the Katsudeku shippers rejoiced, and the Izuochi shippers wrote Horikoshi curses, and now it's the opposite, and I would like to ask him to behave decently. I was also upset by the leaks, not only because I liked the other ships, but also because I never saw Deku's romantic chemistry with Ochako, and I hate the trope "a good girl is in love with the main character, he doesn't think about her, but in the end they get married" BUT then the whole chapter came out. And no. In the finale, there is no Izuocha as a canonization at all. At all. And it’s not about the ships, but about the fact that many people didn’t understand what the author wanted to say. It's just that some have already gotten wound up and drunk from the "canonization", while others have started to wind themselves up with their disappointment and savor it, pulling things onto it that don't actually confirm their disappointment", that is, we have a crowd effect.
At first, without context, only by spoilers (it has already been confirmed that some of them are false), it seemed romantic in itself. That is, out of context, you can see how the hero notices a girl at a party after the timeskip, and can't take his eyes off her
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But in the whole chapter, this page followed this.
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And Deku doesn't look in love here, he looks... scared.
What moments before this does this page refer to and parallelize? And these? Deku, Tsuyu notice that Ochako is very ill and she hides her pain, and forces herself to smile.
And this is what parallels this image, which is confirmed by the context of the whole chapter from the very beginning: Ochako is in pain.
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8 years of pain and abscess and this is referenced in her conversation with Tsuyu before the party Next: Deku runs to Ochako as he ran after the war: to save her, he saw that his friend needed saving and urgently.
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Ochako herself. You might think that this frame is a confirmation that she still loves Deku.
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But the whole chapter had a completely different context.
She remembers this moment as if out of a desire to remember it and feel it again, as if wanting to deceive herself that it is still like that. Just pay attention to the frames: Ochako is shown alone in the crowd, her gait is unsteady, she remembers things that happened 8 years ago out of nostalgia and most likely her wishes will be deceived, that she still has this feeling, because she feels empty. That's why she remembers her conversation with Izuku in chapter 428: Ochako longs for salvation again.
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In some form, she gets this salvation when in her head she pushes herself on behalf of Toga to live on. In some way, there is a romantic subtext here, Uraraka on behalf of Toga tells herself that she should let her go and try to experience something else, she herself feels a romantic subtext here, remembering her feelings, but are they in love with each other at the moment?
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VERY, very unlikely And, so as not to accuse me, I'm not even a Togarako shipper, because I don't like Toga.
Then the fandom carried on and everyone was charged by each other: Izuku left Bakugo and did not go with him to the agency. But A) it goes without saying that he always wanted to be on equal terms with Kacchan, and compete on equal terms, so he wants to quickly become an independent hero. B) and this is the most important thing. The car and their conversation in the car, which was not in the Friday spoilers, and most importantly the context of this conversation.
During the discussion between Kirishima, Katsuki and Izuku that Deku did not agree to work with Katsuki in the same agency, Deku looks at the signed card with All Might and smiles softly and thoughtfully. It would seem: Deku is happy for his friend
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But the Context. This is the same card that was next to Katsuki when he died, and Izuku saw him dead. And Izuku considered himself guilty of his death, that he was not there to protect him, he did not manage to arrive in time to save him, he allowed Toga to drag him into the portal, he was distracted, he did not save.
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Deku considers himself - guilty. And this is exactly what goes in the context of the conversation about Izuku not agreeing to be with him in the same agency, although he himself once wanted it. Izuku still thinks that he is too Guilty to be near Katsuki. Hence his running away from him, which Katsuki reads as if he is no longer needed.
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But who is Deku? The one who was told to keep his heart under lock and key in order to be the heir of One for All. The one who suppressed his emotions since childhood, and made others always believe that he was okay.
And no, this doesn't mean that Deku doesn't care about Kacchan and doesn't love him (in what sense it doesn't matter), Deku thinks that Katsuki would be better off without him and doesn't understand at all how much he hurts Katsuki. Deku - hides his pain after all the traumas of the war still behind a smile on his face, and this is exactly what Uraraka does in the same chapter. That is why Izuku immediately notices that something is wrong with her at the party, because he feels the same way. The very context of how he looks at Uraraka, the guys discuss couples and a happy life, but what Deku remembers before turningon Ochaka? Shigaraki and his injury.
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About Deku's blushing: when they clash, he probably blushes because of the sexual context, but during the promise to spend more time with Ochako, this is most likely not the case: it's a promise to save her and shame for himself for not noticing that she needed help earlier, as well as some kind of "self-conviction", when a person tries to convince himself of something that he can handle or deceive himself, his face often heats up: after all, Deku can't "save" himself.
That's why he is the one who reads Uraraka's feelings, their traumas are similar. And as a hero who can't stand aside when someone is in trouble, he runs to give her what she needs: help and salvation. This is not a chapter about the canonization of ships, these are the traumas that haunt them already in adulthood and the story about them.
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grimmcheems · 6 months ago
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Piltie Jinx💖🎀
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I always thought it’d be interesting to see what would’ve happened if Powder had been left behind or caught at the scene when she triggered Jayce’s lab experiments, when I watched the show like a yr ago that was one of the thoughts that always lingered and I like to think she would’ve been more cut out for Piltover society than the undercity bc she was neglected so much there and I think she’d be more charming to Piltie citizens with her docile nature and intelligence.
No hate to the other characters or Vander but the girl clearly had problems and they all wanted to pretend like they didn’t see it so they could feel better about taking her in and looking after her. She was also weaker and more unexperienced than the rest but they all somehow expected her to pull her own weight in high stress situations.[This unintentionally overlapped with the trailer drop bc I was completely unaware they even released them when I was making this like two weeks ago.]
That’s a whole can of worms that I’d rather not open rn bc then it becomes a whole discussion on her trauma along with poverty and a bunch of other things having to do with the people that were around her. She is given the name Jinny bc they got tired of having to refer to her without a specific name, and becuase she begged Jayce to give her one and he blurted out the first thing he saw lmao.
Anyways. In this the kids and Vi basically leave her at the scene out of fear of getting caught and because they aren’t confident that she could have even survived the blast. They all think she’s dead and Powder experiences memory loss, so law enforcement dumps her on Jayce as a punishment and reminder of how dangerous his lab was and how lucky he is that she’s alive, but along the way Viktor sees her potential in becoming a scientific inventor of some sorts based on the items she had with her when she tried escaping along with the intelligence she displays and he adopts her and takes the load off of Jayce after his probation period form the academy. Her and Jayce have a sibling bond.
I need to draw more of this but her young self experiencing this and growing up in their thriving society and blending into their society. I added makeup on her to show how well she’s managed to integrate into Piltover society and because she indulges in the riches there so much that people even forgot she was originally form the undercity, she pretty much looks and acts like she was born there. The pinkish color she puts around her eyes is her remembering Vi and the purple comes into play later when Viktor’s sickness gets worse.
I originally only drew her as an enforcer bc I got inspired by an edited pin on Pinterest but also wanted her to be an academy student so it’s a bit of an awkward mix but I figured she probably picked up becoming an enforcer as a pastime and way to make money(idk if they make money lmao) bc she can’t rely on Viktor and Jayce to provide for her forever, and because Grayson sort of inspired her a bit (though she is subconsciously reminded of Vi when she’s around Grayson). She also has a funny dynamic with Marcus, with him already being a double crossing loser he tries to be this cool older guy around her and miserably fails every time but only because she’s still young and carefree and because he basically kept it under wraps that she was alive the whole time after finding out that she was Vander’s adoptive daughter. So I guess you could say he just has a fatherly instinct towards her but who knows.
Might draw more of this later and have better details but for now this is it oop.
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ddodol · 3 months ago
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embedded — j.sc
series ⭑.ᐟ [ kinktober masterlist ] content warning ⭑.ᐟ smut! minors dni!, bf!sungchan, fem!reader, oral (f.), slight edging, cervix is mentioned once, slight cum inflation, creampie, unprotected SEX, sungchan and reader are dressed as beast and belle from beauty and the beast for reference, sungchan is described as huge :3, (fake) facial hair mentions (sungchan is a pseudo-furry in this). word count⭑.ᐟ 1.7k+
a/n; i fuck with this one heavy idk
✩🎧⭑.ᐟ [ butterflies — rini ]
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sungchan’s angelic and soft features were what drew you in; the way his eyes would go round and stare into yours, or even the way they’d completely disappear as he smiles at some silly misfortune you just went through.
it was always a mystery to you whenever all of that seem to just disappear the moment he has his hands on your body— like he is right now.
you could tell sungchan was on a high from winning best costume as the beast from a certain beloved fairytale, his kisses sloppier and needier than usual, hands grabbing on whatever piece of fabric or skin he could. he wanted to have you right in front of everyone, to ravage you and let everyone know who he belongs to. sungchan nipped at your bottom lip, prompting you to pull away with a soft whimper.
he smiles, leaning closer to trail ticklish kisses up your neck. "let's take this somewhere else, princess," sungchan whispered, gently biting the shell of your ear before lifting your feet off the ground.
the two of you found yourselves at the nearest unoccupied room, selfishly locking the door as small giggles escape your lips. sungchan sat you down on the table, giving you a once-over with a contented smile. he looked at you as if you were his reward, while the forgotten trophy he just won was left behind the table you two were just at. he wanted to put all his focus on you, on how beautiful you looked tonight, hands now snaking up your yellow ball gown.
sungchan let out a soft sigh at the feeling of your warm skin on the tip of his fingers, eyes shaking as he stared up at you. with a chuckle, you ran your hands over the fake hair that covered his face. he looked dashing despite the disheveled and hideous appearance he currently had.
"want to keep this on?" you whispered softly, breath hitching in your throat when teasingly ran his fingers down your inner thigh. sungchan nods wordlessly, leaning in to bury his face against your chest.
you laughed, playing with the fake horns he had on the side of his head as sungchan continued to place soft, fond kisses all over your bare skin. the fake hair he had on made you feel ticklish, goosebumps popping up all over your body at the foreign sensation.
sungchan glanced up at you, using his hands to hold your thighs open. "can i?" he asked meekly, a huge contrast to how beast-like he currently looked.
"can i what?" you repeated, giggling at his shaky breaths.
"have a taste?" his words sent shivers down your spine, finding yourself nodding without a second thought. sungchan knelt down, trailing kisses up and down your legs in appreciation. the ticklish feeling of his fake beard almost felt wrong, whimpering as he inched closer to your clothed heat.
you shuddered, holding your gown up to take a peek, soft moans escaping your swollen lips when sungchan bit the hem of your lacy pair. he stared up at you as he ripped it off, your heat throbbing at the unexpected action. sungchan licked his lips at the sight, seeing how wet and ready you were for him made him want to return the favor.
"just a quick taste, princess," he whispered softly, breath fanning over your dripping heat. sungchan dove right in, licking up a long strip over your slit. you moaned shakily, thighs trembling from how sensitive you were feeling. his face felt prickly and the fake hair attached on his face made you even more sensitive than usual.
sungchan let out satisfied moans, sending vibrations right as he dipped his tongue inside your warm walls. you cried out, gripping on his hair tightly. his lips curled into a smug smile, pulling out to swirl the tip of his tongue around your swollen clit. he relentlessly licked and suckled on the sensitive bud, drawing out more moans out of you, each one louder than the last.
"sungchan," you whimpered, "need your fingers inside me, baby." sungchan was more than happy to oblige, two of his fingers sinking deep inside without complaints. he began to thrust slowly, groaning at the way your walls would flutter around them, desperately wishing it was his cock instead.
he knew you were close; the way your thighs tensed up and your hands tugged on both his fake horn and hair were all telltale signs that he was doing a fantastic job. despite all of that, sungchan pulled away abruptly, watching as your chest heaved up and down.
you were in a daze, your orgasm dissipating as fast as it built up. you let out a frustrated moan, "sungchan, i wanted to cum."
sungchan chuckles breathlessly, cooing at you as he brushed over your disheveled hair. he leaned in to press kisses all over your neck, satisfied with how sensitive your entire body was, melting against his touch.
"i never promised that," he mumbles, "i just said i wanted a taste." you felt frustrated at the unfair situation, pressing your thighs together out of desperation. sungchan notices your soft whimpers, slipping his hand in between your thighs and parting them open. "you'll get something much better, princess, i promise."
you pant softly in anticipation, holding your legs open as he unbuckled his pants. you could feel your head spinning at the thought of his cock nestled deep inside you, "i need you inside, sungchan. hurry," you whined.
he smiled, cupping your cheek as his other hand guided the tip of his cock into your entrance. sungchan winced at how slick your walls felt, letting out small grunts with every inch he pushed inside. you took his length in so well that he greedily kept pushing deeper even after he bottomed out, tip of his cock kissing the entrance of your cervix.
"fuck! too deep!" you sobbed, legs trembling at the new depths he was reaching. you felt full, sungchan's cock stretching you out in ways he never has before tonight.
sungchan shuddered, starting to feel lost in your warmth. he pulled back slowly, only to snap his hips back inside forcefully. you cried out when he began to pick up his pace, desperately clawing on the wooden table in an attempt to keep yourself from sliding off.
"need to see," he panted, hips never stopping the frenzied pace as he dug through your frilly gown. sungchan pulled your gown up, enough for him to see your lower torso and his cock fully coated with your arousal. "so fucking good, you're taking me so well," sungchan whispered, face contorting as his fingers traced over the obvious bulge his cock was making against your stomach.
you trembled, tears starting to prick your eyes from how overwhelmed you were getting. sungchan bit his lip, standing straight and leaning back as he pressed on your lower stomach, a drawn out moan leaving his lips when he could feel the pressure on his cock.
"tell me to stop if it hurts, princess," sungchan mumbled breathily, "you just, fuck— feel too amazing." you whimpered at the praise, walls fluttering around his cock in response. sungchan winced, shuddering as his hips began to stutter.
he leaned forward, moaning against your ear, "i'm so close, princess. i'm about to fill you up with my cum." sungchan bit your neck, hands gripping tightly on your thighs as he held them open, leaving an imprint of his hands on your skin. you cried sensitively, wrapping your legs around his waist and raising your hips a little to meet his thrusts at an angle.
"cumming— i'm cumming, sungchan!" you sobbed, throwing your head back against the table. the intensity of your orgasm made your vision go white for a second, body trembling sensitively. sungchan followed soon after, rolling his hips as he came deep inside you.
"fuck," you whimpered, legs quivering as you ride out both of your highs. sungchan smiles at you, pressing a kiss on your cheek before pulling out.
you reached your hands down to hold his cock, gently pumping his length up and down, making sungchan moaned softly. "want more?" he asks breathlessly, "keep going, princess." you bit your lip, doubling your efforts and rubbing the tip of his cock with your thumb.
"cum inside me," you whispered, staring into his eyes. sungchan shuddered, moans starting to get louder as those words left your lips.
he pulled your hands away, trembling as he positioned himself against your entrance once more. sungchan immediately came as soon as he thrusted deep inside, hips jerking sensitively as he kept pushing his cum inside you, creating a wet, squelching sound with every movement.
you could feel his cock throbbing against your sensitive walls, moaning softly. "i'm so full, baby," you whined, prompting sungchan to pull away soon after. you could feel his cum spilling out of you, shuddering at the now empty feeling.
sungchan applied soft pressure over your lower stomach, watching as a thick mixture of his cum and your arousal kept pooling out of you and onto your underskirt, ruining the fabric.
"you're so pretty like this, princess," he whispered breathlessly, mesmerized with the way you'd keep pushing more out, cunt twitching sensitively.
you laid back on the table, panting softly as your body finally relaxed. "you good, baby?" sungchan spoke softly, rubbing his lips against your neck before pressing kisses all over your skin.
"no," you mumble, "i can't move."
he laughs, the sound vibrating against your skin. "i didn't hurt you too much though, did i?" he asked nervously, preemptively massaging your hips. you smiled at him, shaking your head in response.
sungchan hums, nuzzling against your neck, drawn in by the warmth you were radiating. you chuckled, tangling your fingers through his hair.
"wanna take this somewhere more... comfortable?" sungchan's head snapped up, eyes visibly sparkling at your words. you smiled mischievously, peeling some of the fake hair he had on, "and maybe we can kiss without me feeling the ick?"
sungchan giggled, nodding as he lifted you up in his arms once again. "i won't hold back once these things are off," he warned playfully, "and just know this won't end until my cum is overflowing out of you like earlier, understand?"
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nimpnawakproduction · 1 year ago
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The ultimate reference sheets for all of Vash's outfits in Trigun maximum (with commentaries)
IT IS DONE. I'M FREE. Now I can forget all about Trimax and draw Trigun stampede designs only hahaha (just kidding I have things for Trimax on the stove).
Trigun bookclub was an awesome initiative, I loved the manga with my all heart and wanted to honor Nightow's designs ;w; I also wanted to help my fellow artists with references for Vash's clothes because DEAR GOD it's difficult to understand how the hell he dresses himself in the morning. I have a lot of fun dressing and undressing him like a barbie doll. My hyperfixation is completely healthy.
I put a "read more" section to avoid spoilers :) !
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The July coat
The very first coat in Trigun chronology and the one he wores during the destruction of July ! There is not a lot of panels to take references but I tried to stay as close as possible to the manga. I don't know what number of prosthesis he had before but let name this one Prosthesis 1.
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Scars map
Next, nakey Vash ! There's A LOT of changes between one panel to another. Scars changes places and forms panel to panel and the design evolved from the first chapters of Trigun, the time we see him naked as Eriks and his undressed state while he was a prisoner on the Ark. I drew the scars that appeared more than once or were in clean view in a panel (but really you can do like Nightow and draw as many scars as you want without thinking about consistency, this boy has been in a meat grinder)
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After July underclothes
Or the jumpsuit that gave me grey hair. His suit does not make ANY sense, I don't know how the hell he dresses himself in the morning with this. My solution is that it's very long gloves and chaps strapped to a belt. The position and shapes of the belts changes IN EVERY PANEL. Same for his knee guards, sometimes they're here, sometime they cover his shins, sometimes they are tiny..... I gave up in the end and draw them as we see them in the very last panel he wears this suit. But damn he looks good in it.
Also in all of the 13 volumes, there is not a single panel with a clear view of his holster (I checked...) so here is my interpretation.
This is prosthesis n°2, the design is a little different from the first one so I guess Prosthesis 1 got destroyed (this happens a lot).
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After July coat
The very first Trigun coat he wears in the manga ! Very simple, very basic, it gives him impossibly wide shoulders but Vash deserves it. The first one is worn Post July until Vash's confrontation against Brilliant Dynamite Neon. The second one is the state of his coat after the sandsteamer incident. He loses his prothesis after his fight against Monev the gale. He meets Wolfwood with only one arm and stays that way while he fights Knives for the first time.
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Eriks
I took liberties with colors because there's no colored panels with Vash as Eriks. Yes I drew him without suspenders because he has them for like 5 panels and then Nightow drew him without them for the rest of Eriks arc so I made choices ;w;
I love the fact that Vash choose to wear tight jeans even in his casual outfits, this boy will not let his skin breath. This is now Prosthesis 3 ! It's way less advanced than the ones he wore in the rest of the manga, the other ones seem to replicate skin.
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After his years as Eriks
And now the first Maximum coat, he wears it until the famous Yuri hospital arc! Finally an undersuit that makes sense, I love it, too bad Nightow-san decided that I had to suffer and changed it again to add BELTS EVERYWHERE. We only see his legs in this part of the manga so I gave him the same top because I can.
The tubes he has on his waist are filled with bullets, he can connect them to his prosthesis to have a mini machine gun.
We are now at Prosthesis 4 !
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Hospitalization on the Home ship
The famous Yuri hospital phase! Vash definitely shared his wardrobe with Wolfwood, you can't tell me otherwise.
The first outfit still shows Prothesis 4 but he keeps it for like 5 minutes and lost it again against Nine-lives. I don't really know if the prothesis comes with the integrated glove or if there's synthetic skin under it but why would he keep the glove on if it's not intergrated?
The second pictures is the different outfits he wears during his convalescence. I took liberties with the colors, I drew this in like 10 minutes, everything seems easy when you don't have to draw BELTS. We are now on Prothesis 5 ! Nightow drew it as a regular arm so I guess Vash wears gloves on top of it??????
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Back on the road in pursuit of Knives
He wears this one after his stay at Home, throughout the Dragon's nest ark and until his 2nd fight against Knives.
I liked the design of his jumpsuit until I looked closer at the panels and saw that the design change ON EVERY ONE OF THEM. Knee guard on only one knee? No kneeguards? Two??? WHO KNOWS ??? I tried to make it work but really go wild with this one, even the author does not know how his pant looks.
Still prosthesis 5, BUT UNTIL WHEN?
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Prisoner on the Ark
THEY MASSACRED MY BOY. Did they even feed him at least in 7 months? Those pictures are the definition of the drenched kitty cat left under the rain. Give this man a blanket and a therapist.
Bye bye Prothesis 5 ! And see what I mean when I say that his outfit does not make sense????? It comes out in parts????
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After his imprisonment on the Ark
The last suit in the manga! He keeps this coat until the end of the story. From this point, only his hair changes (or the color of his coat).
I adore the little angel wing symbol on his left arm, such a cute addition. Too bad it appears in one of the most traumatic event of his life.
Speaking of his jumpsuit...The return of belts.... But at least this outfit stays relatively coherent except for his kneeguards who appear and disappear panel from panel but most of the time he doesn't have any, so no kneeguard it is. Prosthesis 6 hello !
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Final battle and end of the story
It hurted to drew those outfits ;w; And working on the design of his coat when he fights Legato made me realize where Orange studio took inspiration to chose the colors for Vash's coat in the final episode of Stampede ! Great job ! I tried to color the same effects as one of the illustrations showing dark Vash but I'm not really good with colors..... He actually radiates energy but with some purple undertones, I took some liberties because those are my drawings I do what I want.
I'm not sure at 100% that he has a tuft of blond hair left when his outfit turns black but his hair is all black at the end of the fight. His prosthesis is destroyed at the end of the fight. He got another one in the final chapter. So 7 prosthesis throughout the story!
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soulstuffjunkie · 2 years ago
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Nothing like watching your sweet sensei take apart Vaati without batting an eye.
I saw that reference image and IMMEDIATELY knew what I had to do with it. I’ve been working on this for an AGE and I know the og image says Super Mario Land but I figured it was a good time to shout out my favourite GBA game of all time, 🦆Legend of Zelda: The Minish Cap🦆. I first played it multiple times to completion on the PSP and then later on a GBA emulator on my pc after our PSP died on us. I still love it to bits to this day 💖
Also you can see how I figured I liked the image more when it was flipped and then had to flip Kakashi’s hair and scar to be accurate. Also drew myself a little Kakashi face ✨as a treat✨ before I covered it with the mask
[ID: Naruto fanart of genin Team 7 plus Kakashi crowding around Iruka, who's playing on a Game Boy with an eyebrow raised. The kids look intense and impressed, Kakashi's leaning down to watch with an arm around Sakura, and Iruka's hair is down. The background is taken from Legend of Zelda: The Minish Cap. Image two zooms in further on everyone's faces.
Image three is the reference, a photo of four kids standing around their mother on a Gameboy, captioned "A mom helping her kids beat a hard level in Super Mario Land, 1990s." The last three images are progress photos of the art. End ID] (many many thanks to @princess-of-purple-prose for the description, I’ll add these to what I have up and to the rest of my art too, going forward!)
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