#actually just some doodles hehehe~~

[sysig]

Caughtcha, gotcha, not letting go ♥ (Patreon)

[tealares-art]

bunch of doodles from today ^v^ first pic is from yesterday..!!

[jerrsterrr]

you'll never guess what game i picked up again

heheh

[bumblingbabooshka]

Are T’Pel and T’Pela ok with Tuvok smooching all these other people on voyager?? Is he hurting his two beautiful wives???? I simply MUST know, for my own mental peace

His two beautiful wives are taking inspiration.

[blondeaxolotl]

Cat n Mouse 🐱🐭

This was originally going to be just a one time drawing and be done with it but after drawing it I realised this would be a funny au actually. This is basically just a Tom n Jerry type of AU where some characters are cats and some are mice, and all they do is just annoy each other just like in Tom n Jerry, that's the whole au lmao

They'll either be drawn as more "humanish" or just straight up animals, both are fun so I'm doing both heheh

bonus doodle:

[mokkagren]

some doodles of @dark-lord-of-awesomeness's fic "How to Cat Burglar a Family" (or the extras actually but whatever)

I have been eating, breathing and living this fic because i love it so much, i actually just caught up with the extras and i'm so down to read some of the side fics hehehe

also chapter 58 of the extras literally made me melt like ughhhh them !!!! i love them, the blorbos

(i've been doodling a bunch of cat stan while in school actually lmao)

[silentstyx]

MORE STANLEY URIS OR I WILL EXPLODE 🙏🙏

seduction and stutters

sum: "One of your characters is very flirty and overtly sexual and the other is shy and bumbling and awkward."

very very suggestive guys. also reader is female.

tw: heheh sex jokes lolz (this was a richie impression pls laugh), also i mention abuse AS A JOKE but just a lil tw (no but srsly guys #savestanleyhedoesntdeservethis)

best. couple. ever.

im so serious. hottest couple in town. bowser was also rejected by you, the hottest girl in town.

you guys are so couple goals. someone has come up to you two at least once and said "you guys are my favorite couple by the wayyy"

no no if your very flirty and overtly sexual you're childhood friends with none other than than richie 'trashmouth' tozier.

oooh and stanley does not love that you guys are best friends.

cos when you and rich are together you tease stan, then he hugs you to hide away, then he gets teased more. its a horrible cycle of abuse.

#savestanleyhedoesntdeservethis

but when you guys are alone he's so sweet and quiet, you guys just cuddle mostly.

he layed like on top of your boobs once and like he wasn't even doing it for perverted reasons, solely to be closer to you and your face

he moved to lay his head on the tops of your boobs, though they were completely covered with a shirt you couldn't but snicker.

"if you wanna touch 'em all you have to do is ask baby?" you say with a smug smirk

he turns red. red i tell ya. he is redder than a stop sign. he moves his head back to your arm and you burst out laughing.

poor boy just wanted to kiss you, stop playing with his emotions like this you cruel cruel woman.

you're mostly never nice to him, and he's always nice to you.

it's always one joke after another.

one time he tried to snap back... never again.

"mm since when are you such a prude?" you pout at him.

he sighs, "why are you literally richie? i didn't want to date him. i wanted to date a pretty girl that was nice to me."

you smile and your eyebrows are raised. he groaned immediately, going face first into your neck.

you laugh in response, your smile growing wider, "no no sweet boy, come out of hiding. what were you saying? you're dating richie? and you want to break up with him? does he know about this? i think i'm gonna tell him you're planning to break up with him, and trust me. it won't be a pretty sight."

he sighs and presses a peck to your neck, cheek, and lips, before going right back to your neck and shutting up.

you're usually only nice when you want something, are jealous, or sleepy.

contrary to popular belief i think he likes when you're jealous. it reminds him that you want him and as long as you don't get crazy he kinda enjoys it.

cos you get all pda and loving and say nice things to him that you normally wouldn't do.

but when that happens he has more hickeys soo.. ya win some ya lose some i guess.

yeah you had to buy him a real good concealer cos you like to leave hickeys but he doesn't like people seeing them...

so you taught him how to color correct and to use orange and then the concealer. sometimes foundation if it's real bad.

he lets you doodle on him wherever though.

someone asks him about the doodle?

"hey i like the drawings on your arm and hand. that flower is really pretty!" the girl in front of him said as she turned around in her desk. she was whispering so the teacher wouldn't hear but she had a big flirty smile on her face.

he smiled real smug and scoffed, "thanks yeah, my girlfriend drew it. uh, you might know her, it's [insert readers name]" and then he flipped her off.

no, no. your sweet boy wouldn't do that. that's just what you wanted him to do and what he thought to do in his mind. here's how it actually happened.

he did the weird awkward smile but its really line with your lips and said, "thanks."

sigh.

he's usually oblivious to flirting but sometimes people make it real obvi. when he knows he's just giving out one word responses. when he doesn't know he's just giving out one word responses.

babe he's real awkward what do you expect?

you're the only girl he's been able to have a good conversation with besides his mother.

no but don't let him being awkward and shy fool you. he is SO sassy.

if you make fun of him he eye rolls you. let's not forget canonly he unironically puts his hands on his hips.

this boy is so sassy. but also very very sweet.

even when you mess with you're still sweet to him every day when you guys get tired.

you both usually take naps together when you hang out. he wraps his arms around your hips and you bury your face in the crook of his neck.

anyways 9/10 boyfriend. -1 point because he's so sassy.

©️ silentstyx please do not copy, repost, or translate any of my work with out my permission. thank you!

[oatmealwrites]

Catch Kira, Not Feelings! Ch.2

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L x Fem!Reader

Part 1 | Part 3

Ch.2 is finally done hehehe

this fr a slow burn so the plot takes the longest for me to write. SFW (for now, some NSFW in later chapters hehe)

Word Count: 5.7k

Masterlist

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You knew fieldwork wasn’t always chasing bad guys and psychoanalyzing strangers to look for clues, but this was excruciatingly boring. Even more so than you initially thought.

With Light as an undergraduate and you as a master’s student, you shared the criminology building but not the same floors or classes. While he attended large intro-level lecture halls about the basics of criminology, you sat in specialized classrooms with only 15 other students max.

You gently tapped the desk at a steady rhythm and leaned your head into your right hand, watching your prof speak idly while marking up the chalkboard. You should be paying attention and taking notes, but you couldn’t help but watch the red cellphone Ryuzaki had given you sit motionless on the corner of your desk.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Peeling your eyes off the device you notice the rest of the class; staring out the window, doodling in their notebooks, and even a few drifting to sleep. You suck the inside of your cheek between your molars and gnaw gently; the professor continues with his back to the class.

Maybe I should text him? Say ‘there’s no use in a stakeout where I can’t even see the suspect’. But if he feels there’s no point in having me monitor Light, he’ll just have to come to campus and spend time following him instead. And then there would be no point in having this phone-

The realization sends an uneasy pang through your chest, you didn’t want to give up this connection only you had with Ryuzaki. While you were certain that other members of the task force had his phone number or other form of contact, him pulling you aside and personally asking you this favor felt different. Like a shared secret.

Your eyes drift back to the professor before returning to the phone. Taking your head out of your hand and sitting back in the chair casually, you gently lifted the device and lowered it beneath the wooden desk. Inconspicuously, you wake the phone from its sleep mode and open Ryuzaki’s contact.

Ryuzaki:

Please be careful tomorrow. Let me know if anything goes wrong.

        You:

         Will do! I’ll let you know how it goes

                Read ✓

You purse your lips and sigh gently, the ball in your court for continuing this conversation. Scratching the frame of the device absentmindedly while thinking how to respond, your stomach lightly growls in hunger.

Having slept past your regular alarm and only waking up for the ‘get up now or your gonna miss class’ ringtone, there wasn’t any time for breakfast. Waiting a moment, an idea passes through you. Placing Ryuzaki’s phone back on the desk, you reach over into your backpack and dig through it with one hand.

Feeling the cool screen of your actual cell phone, you hastily pull it into your lap and quickly scroll through your contacts. Finally reaching Light’s contact photo creates a stronger hesitation than you expected; L’s suspicion of him weighing heavily on your shoulders.

The same guy who you knew for several years, who went from being your boss’ son to something in between an acquaintance and friend creating a weird dynamic. Being accused of Kira on top of that left an emotion so sour and depressing that you almost felt guilty for watching him without his knowledge.

With a defeated exhale you open his contact and ensure the professor is still occupied with the board before typing out a message, deleting it, and then rewriting until it matches a casual vibe.

You:

Hey Light! I’m not sure if you’re on campus today, but want to grab lunch after class if you are?

I get out at 12

You did know he was on campus today, obviously, but you had to make it seem casual. Like two friends just hanging out. Definitely not one observing the another for a criminal case.

Satisfied with the message you turn to your notebook, now somewhat content with the minimal progress on the case and ready to try to pay attention to the lecture again. The moment you lift your pen a slight vibration hums across your desk.

You blink for a moment, unsure of which phone is making the noise and hastily grab both and slide them onto your thigh before anyone turns to see where the noise is coming from. After a second vibration, you realize it’s Ryuzaki’s phone humming with a notification.

Flipping it over in your lap, you open up the two new messages from L.

Ryuzaki:

How are things going at the school?

Should Watari still collect you later?

Flicking your eyes to the other students and then back at the phone, you hastily type out a response.

        You:

        Light and I don’t have any corresponding classes unfortunately. But I think we'll get lunch together.

After hitting send you can’t help but feel a small swell of pride in taking the initiative in extending an invitation to Light and proactively trying to get some more exposure. The phone vibrates again.

Ryuzaki:

I would advise against that. Unless you regularly get lunch with him, he will immediately be put on guard of your invitation, especially if Mr. Yagami has already informed him of your recent membership in the task force.

Shit.

Your shoulders slump forward slightly in disappointment for not thinking it all the way through. Of course if you suddenly get lunch with Light and then he realizes you're on the task force and he’s a suspect, he’ll never trust you on campus again.

Maybe I can cancel? Say I actually have to meet with my advisor regarding my thesis and I completely forgot about it.

Before you can even answer L, your actual phone vibrates against the denim of your jeans and your heart sinks. You don’t even have to turn it over to know it’s Light, the uneasy feeling like you made a mistake sitting uncomfortably in your gut.

Light:

Sounds good Y/N! Let’s meet at the cafe near the south exit of the school? I can send you the directions.

“Fuck” you mumble.

“I’m sorry did someone have a question?”

Your professor adjusts his glasses, the lenses nearly as thick as a roll of quarters, and gazes across the students. You squeak silently and slump into your seat, trying to look as concentrated as humanly possible at your empty notebook as if you were pondering any of the things he was droning on about for the past 45 minutes.

He blinks and then mumbles to himself before raising the chalk in his fingers to the board once again, “Anyways… As I was saying about Article 3a on the legislation from the 1980 law in regard to -”

*************

The autumn air is cool and refreshing compared to the suffocatingly dense atmosphere of the 5th floor of the criminology building. Leaves scatter the ground and you weave in between students passing, gently nodding to the beat of the music playing in your headphones.

Stopping just before the south exit gate, you step off the pathway and lean against the supporting back of a campus bench. Sliding the red cellphone out of your back pocket, your gaze hovers over where Ryuzaki had warned against meeting with Light. You never answered back in class, too conflicted as to whether to admit to L you made a mistake or tell Light nevermind and raise his suspicion of you regardless.

The wind gently pushes your hair, and you subconsciously cross your arms over your chest to retain some warmth, digging your nails into the fabric of the jacket. With the hand still holding the cellphone, you begin drafting a message to Ryuzaki.

You hunch forward a small amount, still leaning on the back of the bench and delete and then rewrite the message again.

“.. I’ll just meet you later this weekend.”

The conversation itself isn’t what makes you look up, but instead it’s the sound of the voice speaking. Leaning on the bench and facing away from the path blinds your field of vision, but you’re nearly certain it’s Light. Looking down at the unfinished message for a moment, you then shift your weight to the side and turn your torso to face the brick walkway.

It only takes a few seconds for your eyes to catch onto Light, his back turned to you and completely engrossed in a conversation with a woman. You raise an eyebrow and look back at your phone, resigning to send a simple ‘whoops…’ to Ryuzaki, and slipping it back into your pocket.

The two don’t notice when you push off the bench and casually slide your headphones off your ears and around your neck.

“When are you going to take me on that dinner date? You’ve rescheduled twice now, you know.”

You pause slightly. Since when has Light had a girlfriend? You keep walking forward towards the gate exit and make no move to be hidden. Light knows you go here, and if his dad told him about your task force membership, he’s going to be suspicious of anything you do. Assuming that he’s actually Kira.

The best thing is to act like you would always do; snooping around and eavesdropping would be too out of character. You have to go back to just being his friend, and if he asks, you’ll be his friend who is on his side and defense. It’s the only way to actually progress the case.

You continue towards them, ignoring now the steady wave of vibrations in your pocket; each one from the cell phone L gave you.

“I’m just saying it would be nice if you-” The woman catches eyes with you and stops mid sentence, not wanting to continue the conversation with a third party joining.

Light notices and instantly pivots, now noticing a casual smile painted on your lips and slight wave.

“Oh, Y/N! It’s nice that we bumped into each other here.”

“Hey Light! I know, right? I thought my professor was going to hold us hostage in that lecture based on the rate we were going.”

You laugh lightly and turn your attention to the woman next to him, subtly indicating you wanted an introduction.

Light follows the que as smooth as ever, “I definitely can relate to that,” he opens up space for the woman, “This is Takada by the way. We’re classmates.”

You smile at her and extend a hand, immediately analyzing her attire. She had a clean look with short black hair swept neatly to the right with bangs hovering just above a set of storm gray eyes. A tan jacket covers her shoulders and red turtleneck sweater while a sophisticated set of heels boost her height and sit just under the hem of her black slacks. Her posture is perfect and you take note of the softness of her hand in yours during the shake.

“Nice to meet you Takada. I’m Y/N”

“Y/N has been working for my father for a few years, so we’re pretty close.”

You watch Light casually drift further back from her and stand next to you. Ah, I see.

“Light, should we head out now? I only have 90 minutes before my next class starts.”

“Ah that’s right. Yes let’s go,” His voice changes slightly to a higher pitch, “Takada I’ll see you tomorrow?”

The woman glances at Light but focuses on you the entire time, her eyes calculating your relationship to him for a few moments before giving a curt ‘goodbye’ and walking back towards the main campus.

You and Light watch her walk off for a second before walking side by side out of the brick columns of the school’s gate. Act natural Y/N, it’s just Light. Not Kira..  just Light.

“So… Takada?” You give him a slight glance and he huffs while shaking his head and leading you down the main road.

“She’s very insistent on using my time with her. But she’s just a classmate.”

Natural Y/N.

You laugh slightly and wiggle an eyebrow, “Yea classmate hmm?”

Light laughs and gently elbows you in the side, “Oh come on, you know how busy I am.”

The smile doesn’t leave your lips as you both continue walking along the sidewalk, you on the inside and Light closer to the road. The feeling is nice, and for a moment you forget about the case entirely; just enjoying your company and the nice fall weather.

That moment ends abruptly, with now a constant vibration in your pocket indicating an incoming call and not just a text.

Shit. I completely forgot to text Ryuzaki back.

Light looks at you expectedly, “You going to answer that?”

You swallow nervously and look off to the side, “O-Oh, yea..”

Sucking in your bottom lip, you reach for the phone and turn the ID to the side so Light can’t see who’s calling. You give your companion a slight look of acknowledgement before lifting your phone to your ear.

“Hey what’s up! Are you on that date you talked about? Or did he never show?”

The voice is barely recognizable and you can’t even tell it's Ryuzaki until he’s halfway through his message. The emotion and cadence are something like you’ve never heard him speak before; though you’ve only known him a short time.

His message is really in regard to Light, and it’s not hard to tell, but to anyone else it would seem more like a nosey friend.

You grip your phone and catch a glance at Light, who’s gaze remains steadfast on you. Turning your body away you fake a nervous stutter and wave your hands as if the recipient could see them through the phone, “D-Date?! It’s just lunch… nothing that serious.”

Light catches your response and chuckles quietly to himself before you swat at him like you would a friend listening in on your conversation.

With the phone to your ear you can hear Ryuzaki shuffle a bit before continuing, almost as if he was relaying your response to someone else, “Ah I see. That’s good then, I didn’t think a date with that guy was a good idea anyways. Totally not your type.”

You try to ignore the chastise he gives for your lunch plans, and sigh into the receiver. You keep a distance from Light, though this one is more natural given the assumed topic of conversation on the phone.

“This is just a quick bite to eat, can I text you when I’m out of class?”

Light doesn’t mind the conversation, though you can tell his ear is listening to every word you're saying, but his posture is strange. The way his head tilts whenever you’re listening to Ryuzaki’s answers gives the impression he’s trying to discern who’s on the other line rather than decipher what you’re actually saying.

“Okkkk sounds good. Let’s get coffee when you’re out, so meet me at the north exit,” There’s a slight pause and his voice almost falters back to his natural tone, “ You can pick the cafe though, I trust your decision.”

The tone is upbeat and it’s enough to lift some weight of stress off your shoulders; you make a mental note that Watari will be picking you up from the North gate later. You can't help but lean into the phone and smile at his voice, “Yea of course… See you then.”

You stare at the phone an extra second before Light gives you a slight elbow in the side.

“And who was that?” He raises an eyebrow just like how you did before, “A classmate?”

You push him lightly to the side and he lets out a hearty laugh.

“You’re such an ass. And for your information, yes, it was a classmate.”

Light scoffs and rolls his eyes, now crossing the street and pointing to the restaurant sign just a bit a further. He tugs on his bag and looks down at you, “Alright, it must be an important classmate to get you blushing like that though.”

Your jaw goes slack and you raise your hands to your cheeks, unable to tell if it’s to feel the warmth or hide the color of them from Light. Or both. He laughs at your reaction and stops in front of a small cafe, opening the glass door for you to enter before him.

“Geez, I can’t tell if you’re a gentleman or just a dick.”

He doesn’t say anything, but his laugh and simple navigation to an open table is more than enough to solidify the second option.

This whole moment felt so weird and so… nice?. Making jokes with Light after class and getting food, Ryuzaki calling you to make sure you’re ok, thinking about the material for your next class; it felt so normal it almost hurt.

Light glances at you from over his menu and his grin falters when he notices you on the verge of spacing out.

“Is everything ok? Sorry if I overstepped a boundary there.”

You snap back up at him and shake your head gently, now scanning the lunch menu in your hands, “I’m fine, just busy. Got a lot to think about.”

Light nods slightly and gives a brief scan of your surroundings before peering down at his menu casually. His voice is just above a whisper, “I can imagine. My father told me you’re joining the task force.”

He knows. Ok that’s fine, you knew this might happen.

You let your eyes widen in a surprise and glance around the tables to make sure no one can overhear you before turning back to Light, “He told you?”

His eyes haven’t left yours, “Yea, he didn’t give a ton of details,” his face softens but his voice doesn’t change at all, “but I’m glad to have you on the team.”

You sink into your seat and pick at the laminated edges of the menu, your eyes now staring down at the ‘drink options’ section.

“To be honest, it’s one of the reasons I wanted to meet with you.”

Light’s eyes widen slightly; he knew that was the reason but it’s your quick honesty that seemed to be what threw him off. He exhales and places the menu on the table flat, his chin now resting in his left palm.

“I figured as much,” he has a slight smile, “Don’t get me wrong, but it has been like 3 weeks since we last hung out.”

Ok now I need him to think I’m confiding in him and being vulnerable, then maybe… even if it’s just a little… he’ll be able to trust me more.

You raise the menu higher as if you're embarrassed and look onto the floor at your shoes, slowly fidgeting your left foot side to side.

“Well, it’s just..” You suck in a deep breath, “you’re the only one I can talk to about this.”

Light’s face is indiscernible; he's focused and patient for you to continue.

“Aren’t you,” You latch eyes with him, “scared?”

Your confession seems to have genuinely thrown him off and it takes several moments for him to process it fully and respond.

“Scared?”

You nod slightly, “Yea, I mean we’re the youngest members and Aizawa told me someone on the team already died…aren't you nervous Kira might kill us too?”

Light doesn’t move, but his eyes shine with thought and registration, as if he’s searching his brain for a pre-recorded response.

You push again, “I’m sorry, I just don't know who else to talk to about this,” your gaze falls before shooting back up with a panic and your voice raises in awkwardness, “Please don't tell anyone though! I just joined and I don't want them to think I'm getting cold feet.”

Light seems to have caught up in the conversation and snaps out of his thought process, gently resting his hand on yours in support. The feeling of his touch is cold and forced, his fingers press into your wrist like he isn’t aware of the pressure he’s using; it’s nothing like the way L had taken your hand to give you the phone last night.

“I understand it can be scary but,” his eyes are nearly glowing as he speaks, “Kira only kills criminals and those who are brazen in their search for him, which was unfortunate for Ukita. However you and I are different, if we stay stealthy and gather evidence quietly, we’ll be fine. Ok… Y/N?”

It’s almost like the pressure around you both has changed; it’s tense and thick and extremely uncomfortable. The feeling of it nearly makes you crack the character you’re playing and you realize you need to end the conversation.

“Thanks, Light… that really makes me feel better. Sorry for bringing up work things while on our break,” you’re the first to break eye contact and look back down at the menu.

As if a switch is flipped he breaks his gaze on you and smiles before looking around for a waitress to place an order. It feels as if the stranger you were just talking to has switched back to the friend you recognized.

“What was the second reason though?”

You blink and look back at him.

“You said that was only one of the reasons you wanted to meet with me,” he leans in on the table, “what was the second?”

Despite the close proximity you don’t lean back at all and hold eye contact before smiling and shoving him lightly, “I just missed hanging out with you,” you sigh lightly, “even if you are an ass half the time.”

He laughs and you can’t help the grin on your lips, ignoring the way the waitress he flagged over raises an eyebrow at you both and the way your chest still felt heavy.

*************

The sun setting so early creates a wave of depression that envelops you as you watch the glow dip lower and lower despite it only being 4pm. Campus lights have already flickered on, and students huddle in groups, gripping their jackets, heading for the metro station down the road.

You zip your jacket and adjust the straps of your backpack to even the weight distribution on each shoulder, waiting for Watari to arrive. Students pass by the brick columns of the North Exit and you lean against the gate wall for support, watching the cars pass by. Light should still be in class, only scheduled to regroup with the task force an hour after you.

You take deep breaths of the cool evening air and move to take your actual cell phone from your pocket before a recognizable black sedan pulls up in front of you. No one leaves the driver’s seat and you hesitate to approach the car before the window cracks the smallest amount and Watari’s voice pours out, “Y/N, I’m here to escort you to headquarters now.”

You smile and push off the column, slinging a strap off one shoulder and opening the passenger door. You slide into the leather seat and use the momentum to unhook the other strap of the backpack and land it between your feet.

*************

You pass Mogi smoking a cigarette outside and chatting with Aizawa when you enter the hotel lobby; exchanging brief ‘hellos’ with both of them. Following Watari up the elevator and back onto the suite floor, you buzz with slight excitement to get back on the case, to tell L about Light’s behavior. The older man smiles gently at you and leads the way down the hall before opening the familiar room door swiftly.

Without missing a beat you slide your backpack on the floor next to the couch and shimmy out of your jacket and toss it onto the bag. Matsuda is halfway through a vending machine bag of chips and Mr. Yagami sips on a take out coffee cup.

“Hey Y/N, how was class?”

You’re fluffing your hair slightly and smile down at Matsuda, a hand still combing across your scalp, “Oh, boring as ever. I was actually excited to come back.”

Matsuda gives you a grin and holds up his chips, “It’s easy to say that when you’re not here all day. We’re still on a break though, so fuel up while you have the chance”

“I’d actually like to have a quick word before we resume,” Ryuzaki’s voice drifts from across the room, right in front of the bedroom.

I didn’t even know he was there.

Mr. Yagami stands, “I’ll run to the coffee shop outside and grab you a few things,” his hand pats your shoulder while he shuffles on his suit jacket, “Matsuda, let the two downstairs know we’ll resume in 10.”

Matsuda begins to do a slight whine but cuts it short when Mr. Yagami shoots him a sideways glance. The two men excuse themselves and leave the room, leaving you, L, and Watari standing in the living room.

Ryuzaki waits a few moments after the final ‘click’ of the hotel door and turns back to the bedroom, “Come on, we have to be quick.”

You blink at Watari who just looks at you expectedly, and you peel your feet from their spot to walk towards the bedroom door, “But everyone just left..” You slide through the opening, “why do we have to do this in here..?”

By the time you’re in the room, L swiftly shuts the door and locks it before immediately turning to you, so close you can smell the scent of laundry detergent on his shirt. There’s no room to back up and your back flushes against the wall, your hands instinctively raising up in defense.

“How did it go?”

You blink a few times, still pushing against the wall before Ryuzaki walks backwards and leans against the frame of the bed. He doesn’t blink, waiting for you to answer. The distance lets you breathe fully for a few moments, “It was good…?”

He tilts his head, waiting for you to elaborate further, dark hair tickling the apples of his cheeks at the movement.

“In an investigative way and normal way,” Your hands fall to your sides, “He, at the very least, knows more than he’s letting on. His attitude was strange whenever we discussed anything related to the case, almost like he rehearsed all his answers.”

L takes the nail of his thumb between his teeth and looks off in no particular direction, thinking as you speak, “Yes he’s very smart and well prepared for any circumstance it seems. That behavior is rather unnatural for people his age I’d say.”

You run a hand through your hair, “It’s more than that though, I mean I’ve known him for a while,” its almost feels like a guilty confession to admit your friendship with someone now suspected of being Kira, “And the whole atmosphere shifted several times when he spoke. It felt like I was talking to a stranger.”

L nods to a steady beat as you talk, agreeing with your description but now searching for another detail, “You did well at acting natural on the phone when I called.”

“Oh, yea thanks. I wasn’t expecting you to call and change your voice.”

“But you stayed in character, it seems even Light thought you were on the phone with a classmate,” He drops his hand to his side and looks at you steadily, “Does he always ridicule you when you speak on the phone with men?”

You blink once. Then twice. And then rapidly. Words are caught on your tongue and are unable to form a coherent sentence in any language.

L snaps his fingers, “Yes that character there, I assume it’s the one you put on for Light? Do you do that on command?”

Huh? HUH?

The heat of your face could probably fry an egg if you cracked one on your cheeks, “W-what are you talking about?”

Ryuzaki tilts his head to the side and looks earnestly stumped for a split second, the bed post digging further into his hip as he leans.

“I could hear Light mention you looking flustered,” he says while noticing your stumped face, “You never ended the call, it just dropped once you presumably sat on the phone after you entered the cafe.”

The analog clock ticks absently in the background as you stand frozen staring at Ryuzaki and him mirroring the confusion back at you. With any dignity left you shake your head and wave your hands, “it’s not… I didn’t mean to..”

FUCK.

“It has nothing to do with you!”

The tone is loud and you wince as soon as it leaves your lips, the clock still ticking away distantly. L hangs on to your every word and brings a hand up to scratch a section of his bangs out of his face in slight confusion.

“I already assumed it had nothing to do with me. Were we not discussing how you can act flustered in front of Light? Why would you mention m-?”

Your eyes widen and your heartbeat is only one more bpm away from cracking a rib. He stops talking as he realizes the implication of his words, taking a moment to look at you in a slight surprise.

His hand falls back to his side and he lifts his leaned position from the bedframe to hastily walk away, a faint red dusting his cheeks and tips of his ears. Ryuzaki lets out a slight awkward cough, “Anyways, we should uh.. Talk about concrete evidence now..”

You wish the world would swallow you whole, or better yet, if Light really was Kira, that he would’ve just killed you at lunch instead. Remaining frozen in your spot, your eyes follow L walking towards the desk and fiddling with the lid of a cardboard evidence box absentmindedly.

“He’s seeing someone, I think.”

Ryuzaki stops and breathes in to collect himself before turning over his shoulder, “A girlfriend? I don’t believe he’s mentioned this to me..”

“Someone in his class named Takada. I’m not sure it’s solidified, but she seems especially drawn to him. They both stopped talking when I entered the conversation.”

You shrug lightly, there’s a lack of physical evidence to accuse Light of anything, and simply saying ‘his vibe was off’ isn’t proof. L remains looking at you over his shoulder and nods once, “Most men would mention a significant other of sorts, usually not in explicit detail, but at least once or as a reason to avoid doing something.”

“He’s not the kind to be inherently vulnerable about anything, which is weird considering he really enjoys talking about himself,” you mumble the last part but he catches it anyways.

Ryuzaki follows along and takes the corner of his bottom lip between his canines for a moment, “Regardless, if he’s making contact with anyone outside of this group who we haven’t cleared yet, I’ll have Watari increase the security presence.”

“You think she might be the Second Kira? Or some kind of Kira sympathizer then?”

Ryuzaki shrugs and avoids eye contact, now opening the lid of the box and skimming through the manilla folders, “It could be, though Light’s chances of being Kira are already low, meaning Takada's chances are even lower.”

You step closer to L, continuing to talk without really filtering the words out, “I mean, even if it isn’t Takada as the Second Kira, it would make sense if either Kira is a student.”

Ryuzaki slows his movements in interest but doesn’t turn around, only offering a small hum to indicate that he’s listening.

“As in, what if the clue in the Second Kira note wasn’t just Aoyama, but ‘showing notebooks’? Between two students that would be easy to use in casual conversation, sharing notes, so for Kira(s) this would be-”

“Showing each other how the other one kills.”

You pause and stumble slightly, Ryuzaki looking at you with wide eyes. You weren’t sure if you would’ve ended the sentence in that way, but the emotion on his face is too intense to correct it.

He looks at you as if you’ve told him someone just keyed his car, or stole his bike from the campus rack; eyes wide in surprise and mouth slightly slacking downwards.

“We should be extra careful then, right? What if Aoyama is some kind of test for each other?”

Ryuzaki doesn’t answer, though his face is becoming more relaxed and it seems his head is no longer reeling from this potential lead in the case. It's like he solving math problems in his head without even needing to write them out first. You swallow and begin to feel out of place, the clock continues to tick and you give it a sideways glance as you both stand there in silence. It’s definitely been 10 minutes by now.

L blinks abruptly and slides the lid back on the box and prepares to grab the slotted handles on either side, but he turns back to you instead.

“Yes, that would be bad.. But we’ll keep this between us for now ok?”

“The notebook..?”

“Everything. Takada, Aoyama, the notebooks, your-” He pauses and glances off, “Just everything. I’ll give Watari some security instructions and when the time is right, we’ll alert the rest of the group.”

You nod and rub the back of your neck before turning for the door, pausing to placed your hand on the knob; your back facing him, “Sorry about snapping earlier, it didn’t mean anything. Light just caught me off guard is all.”

Ryuzaki’s steps behind you, evidence box in tow, and falters slightly before he stands diagonally behind you.

“Oh, I understand, it must’ve been weird to have your.. boss.. suddenly contact you” there’s a slight pause as he waits for you to open the bedroom door, “Hopefully next time I call, it won’t make you as uncomfortable. Sorry about that.”

Your heartstrings tug at the quieter tone of his voice and you spin around, the door now partially opened.

“No, I didn’t mean it like that I…-” a slight shiver of nervousness runs up your spine and you can feel your face getting hot. Your mouth remains slightly open trying to explain how it actually made you feel.

Wait, how DID it make me feel... the fact that he called... since he was worried? Shit, shit, SHIT

Ryuzaki remains examining your expression, his eyes lingering on yours. There's a ghost of a smile on his face as he nudges the door open wider with his foot, “I think I know what you mean.”

He steps out into the living room and greets a snacking Matsuda on the couch while you stand in the bedroom doorway just watching him walk away. You swear you can almost see the tips of his cheeks and ears red again. Gently grazing your fingers over your cheeks and remaining motionless when your fingertips hum with warmth.

..shit…

[bingerzone]

I did some traditional doodles that I forgot to post :0 I've been in a BIG TIME homestuck mood hehehe... I miss these little fuckers. I really want to draw them more!! Also, here's the text because my handwriting is rough in places dhfjskds:

From Top to Bottom, Left to Right [PAGE 1] Rose: June dear you know I love your mullet more than anything, but don't you think you'd love so beautiful with not that? Kanaya: I Like Her Mullet Quite A Lot, Actually. Note: (She does not) Kanaya: I've Actually Considered Trying One Out Myself. Note: (She has not) Arrow Pointing at Rose: She has been trying to get June to cut her hair so she and Kanaya can ask her out Arrow Pointing at Dave: Super not over June Arrow Pointing at June: Oblivious June's T-Shirt: I MET GOD. HE'S SHE'S [PAGE 2]

Dave: it wouldnt be that weird if someone were to date their siblings gf right. as long as youre cool about it and stuff Karkat: THE LAST TIME I SHARED MY OPINION ON HUMAN SIBLINGS YOU COULDN'T LOOK DIRK IN THE EYES FOR A WEEK. SO I'M NOT ANSWERING THAT. Karkat: OH MY GOD DID HE JUST Dave: indirect kiss.... Karkat: KISS HER YOURSELF SHITFUCK [PAGE 3] The word that's used in the chart multiple times is 'Crush' June: I'm sorry Dave, I'm a lesbian... Dave: arent you hate dating karkat June: Is Karkat not a he/him butch Under Karkat: (Is actually genderfluid but never mentions it) Under June: (I HC as bi but.... punchline)

[iamshyasfuck]

ehem ehem so, I spent 4 hours last night drawing on magma

anyways HAPPY EDDIELEITH/LEDDIE!!

aka I just wanted to draw Eddie kissing his husband,,,,

some of the Eddie versions belong to

@birbdaddygram

@somecupoftea14

@paranoidnatrix

@sendayblue

@r3dsmokezz on tiktok

sorry in advance if I wasn't able to draw ur design properly lol

BONUS DRAWINGS

this one I'm actually proud of

hehehe

some other doodles

anyways that's on baiiii

[kalied0skull]

Drawing request

Steve and Sodapop in the truck getting absolutely high on weed together

it took me longer than I'd like to admit to finish this drawing ... but it's here !

now playing : Sunset — OTE ♪

they're high as fuuuuuuuck on dat good kush from iceland , straight after work !!!

i dunno if this detail is important but soda is in fact laying with steve's jacket on his lap , he stole that thing at some point in the night and yeah :3

anyways rambling under the cut as per usual !

AHHHH this was so fun to doodle ���� although it did take LITERALLY FOREVER to get the drawing to look good to me, soda was a pain in the ass to capture properly for some godforsaken reason but i DID IT and I'm really proud with how it turned out

my ass was not gonna color the rest of the car so ignore the fact it's just... blue... but also ! it's mostly there so i could practice lighting, it's not often i do night time art :D and it was super fun to just try it out really simple in a art request doodle (it looks okay, not my best work, but it's a first timer too)

anyways whenever it comes to soda and steve high i can only think a few things:

they get gayer, they get quieter, and they get gigglier. because if there's one thing a high does, is it FUCKS WITH YER BRAAAINNM MAAAANNN... hehehe

steve's having a gay panic anytime he looks at soda, and soda can't stop staring. he's over there admiring steve and staring and batting his lashes and steve's going "ohfuckheslookingatme ohfuckhesreallypretty ohfuckithinkiwannakisshim" and neither of them ever do anything

anyways it was really funny to envision this drawing and it was even sillier to actually make it! it's not my best work.. but it definitely goes into my favorites :3c

[brunettemarionette]

hello :) could i ask for headcanons (separate) for how the guys from SOA (anyone you want :) i was thinking about Jax Juice Tig and Chibs but feel free to add or remove) would react to reader sketching them as they work on cars and bikes? i picture like darling reader working at the TM reception, no client is there and she really wants to practice her drawing skills so she just starts sketching the closest guy she can see? and maybe the guy notices or maybe sees the sketch in some way :) bonus point if said guy has a crush on her heheh thanks :)

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦

☾‧₊˚ ⋅ ― female reader. no description of features. no mentions of size, race or age.

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𝗝𝗮𝘅 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

At first, he doesn't notice. He's too busy working on a Dyna, hands covered in grease, muscles flexing under the shop lights. You're sitting at the reception desk, sketchbook in hand, quietly focused.

He finally catches on when he comes up to grab a beer from the mini-fridge near your desk. As he leans over to snag one, his eyes drift to your sketchpad, and he sees a detailed rendering of him—brows furrowed in concentration, wrench in hand, looking effortlessly cool.

A cocky smirk spreads across his face. "Damn, darlin'. You been staring at me that hard?" His tone is teasing, but there's a definite glint of interest in his eyes.

He picks up the sketchbook, studying the drawing closely. "Shit, you're really good. Got me looking like some biker model."

Totally milks it. "If you wanted a close-up, all you had to do was ask," he adds with a wink.

He keeps bringing it up. Whenever you have a pencil in your hand, he jokes about "posing" for you—flexing a little harder when he knows you're watching.

If he's got a thing for you, he low-key asks Chibs or Opie if he should ask you out. And then he starts paying way more attention to how he looks when he works, knowing you might be sketching again.

𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘀 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Doesn't notice at first because he's deep in concentration. He's fixing up an old Harley, cigarette between his lips, brows furrowed. You think he looks perfect like this, so you start sketching.

Eventually, he glances up and catches you staring. He raises an eyebrow, smirking. "What are ye up to over there, lass?"

You try to hide the sketchbook, but it's too late. He walks over, wiping his hands on a rag, and gently pulls it from your grip.

His reaction? Pure admiration. "This is… bloody hell, lass. This is fantastic." He runs a finger over the page like he's afraid to smudge it.

Super touched that you chose him as your subject. "Didn't know I was a muse, but I like it."

If he has feelings for you, this moment cements them. There's something about seeing himself through your art that makes his heart clench.

"You should keep drawing me," he murmurs, giving you a look. "I like the way ye see me."

𝗧𝗶𝗴  ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

The moment he sees the sketch, he is dramatic.

"Oh my God, you're obsessed with me," he gasps, clutching his chest like he's been hit with an arrow. "I knew it."

Absolutely hams it up. Starts posing ridiculously, one foot up on a stool, chin tilted like he's in a Vogue photoshoot. "Here, get my good side."

Then he actually takes a proper look at the drawing… and he's shocked. It's not just some casual doodle—there's real detail, effort, and skill.

"Jesus Christ, doll… this is amazing." His voice drops an octave, suddenly more serious. He stares at the way you captured his expression, the way the shadows hit his face.

A rare moment of sincerity from Tig. He might joke around a lot, but seeing himself through your eyes—your eyes—hits different.

If he has a crush on you, this boosts his ego so much. He'll start showing off even more when working, flexing when he turns a wrench, throwing you smirks.

"If you ever wanna sketch me in the nude, just say the word." (He is 100% serious.)

𝗢𝗽𝗶𝗲 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Totally oblivious. He's focused on the bike in front of him, forearms flexing as he tightens a bolt. You, meanwhile, are in full-on artist mode.

Jax is actually the one who busts you. He walks by and sees what you're drawing, then loudly says, "Damn, Ope, you got a fan over here."

Opie turns, confused, and sees the sketch. He instantly gets all awkward. Scratches the back of his neck and looks down at his boots.

"You… you drew me?" His voice is quiet, almost unsure.

When he finally looks at the sketch, he's genuinely amazed. "Holy shit. This is really good."

If he has a thing for you, he is dying inside. Like, full internal panic. He already had a crush, and now you're sitting here drawing him like he's some kind of inspiration?

Tries to play it cool but fails. "So, uh… you just… draw people? Or just me?"

Keeps the sketch if you let him. He folds it up carefully and tucks it into his kutte, carrying it with him like a secret.

𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

At first, he doesn't react at all. He's working on a custom bike, laser-focused, barely paying attention to anything else.

You don't even realize he knows until he speaks up. Without looking up, he says, "You been staring at me a long time, girl."

You freeze. The pencil in your hand stops moving. "Uh… I was just—"

He turns his head slightly, catching you in the act. One eyebrow raises. "You drawin' me?"

Happy is not a man of many words, but he's intrigued. He walks over, peers down at your sketch, and lets out a low chuckle.

"Damn. You made me look mean." He actually looks pleased.

If he has a crush, this messes him up. He doesn't get flustered, but he does start watching you more closely after this, noticing how often you glance his way.

Might actually ask you to draw him again. But he'll phrase it casually: "You should do another one sometime."

Later, if you're not around, he'll flip back to the page and just… stare at it. A rare, almost smile on his face.

𝗝𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗲 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

This man is a blushing mess.

He finds the drawing completely by accident. Maybe you step away for a second, and he happens to glance at your sketchbook lying open on the desk.

He instantly realizes it's him. His eyes go huge.

Panics. "Oh my God. No way. No freaking way."

When you come back and see him staring, he immediately starts babbling. "This is—you—you actually—Holy shit, you made me look cool!"

Cannot handle it. His ears go red, he's grinning like an idiot, and he keeps sneaking glances at you like he's trying to figure out if this means something.

If he has a crush, this just makes it ten times worse. He starts acting even more awkward around you, fidgeting dropping things, but also trying so hard to be smooth.

Low-key asks Chibs and Tig if he should frame it.

[prajjna]

some doodles of bdg3 ..

my character in bdg1! they're ranger class! :D couldn't choose their name yet but uh.. maybe start with E or smth idk

I just love Jaheira n Minsc sm

me update:

after I played bdg3 almost 420hrs and I got bored a little bit with it so recently started to playing bdg1... (actually I was not a fan of the D&D before so I never expected to me making character and playing game but .. yea.. yk.. ppl change

first time I launched the bdg1 and I thought 'wow. this is fucking old ... can i possible to handle this.. ' 😂 but i found this is fun as much as bdg3 ?!? so happy to enjoying another bdg series hehehe

+ I don't draw much like before bc I can't enjoy drawing like I used to do 😔.. this makes me fucking sad but its been already few months and well.. Idk why and how to solve this problem so maybe now I have to accept this miserable terrible fucking unhappy status :/ so I'm just doing my other works and playing game! anyway, I'm well haha and hope y'all doing good too

+ OH n I also heard about some NEW COMICS of TF2222222222 THEY REALLY DID IT CANT WAIT TO SEE ITTTTT

[struwberrii]

Hi! I love your American high school headcanons! Do you have any headcanons for the Karasuno third years hehehe

haikyuu!! at an american highschool ⋆⭒˚.⋆

thank you for the request!! hopefully u all enjoy ^.^

pt. 1, pt.2

characters: tanaka, noya, kiyoko, sugawara, daichi, asahi

🫧𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚🎐

tanaka

there’s a 50/50 chance he’ll actually show up to class

drives the most beat up busted car with no tint and no bumper

he and noya in the parking lot blasting music with the windows down

cafeteria lunch defender

probably pulled the fire alarm at some point as a joke

teachers have to tell him to pull his pants up bc he sags 😭

speaker in his bookbag

has been high in class multiple times

literally has no school supplies

does interview in the halls with his phone as a mic and is constantly getting humbled by pretty girls

somehow pulled kiyoko (everyone rips on her for dating him)

falls asleep in class and snores

bro is not graduating 😭

he and noya troll teachers

noya

uses a children’s bookbag bc he thinks it’s funny (people think he’s actually a child)

tanakas #1 meat rider

always making mildly gay comments and everyone in their friend group gets so mad at him

gym try hard

doesn’t have a car but skips in the bathroom sometimes

probably smoked one time and saw literal demons now he’s too scared to ever do it again 😭

his mom drops him off at school

another boy the girls have to hit with the “hear me out”

actually gets his work done but hardly passes

brings like whole family packs of cookies for lunch

crocs all day everyday

makes fart noises in class then blames it on other people

let’s his friends hype him up to ‘rizz’ up girls and 9/10 the girls laugh at him (poor guy lol)

kiyoko

unproblematic and everyone loves her

guys probably spread rumors about her when she rejects them but nobody believes them

you either want to be her or be with her

half ap classes

accidentally starts trends (like fashion trends)

tries to help tanaka with his work but he doesn’t ever pay attention

the only thing people criticize her for is going with tanaka 😭

quiet and keeps to herself

takes super neat notes

drives a pretty nice car and it always smells like japanese cherry blossom

always has one airpod in too

probably class buddies with suga and asahi

girls in the grades below her view her as like big sister

takes low effort instagram pictures and always ends up on the explore page with thousands of likes

suga

takes ap classes

the best and safest driver and offers everyone rides

sketches and doodles on the corners of all his assignments and notes

color coordinated notes with pastel highlighters

people think he’s gay but he just likes cute stuff

shit talks with teachers

everyone trusts him and he is very reliable

boy next door

has the cutest keychains and pins on his bag

‘takes notes’ on his ipad but actually just plays roblox

probably has a job at like a pet store or bakery

daichi

him and suga are the unexpected best friends bc they’re so different

spends all his free periods in the gym working out

has social media but never uses it

drives a truck but isn’t annoying about it

curbs #1 enemy

has really random knowledge about dumb stuff, like you could be complaining about your ankle hurting and he knows exactly how to fix it

he does not tolerate disrespect, shuts it down real quick.

plays cod during his free time

takes all regular classes but his grades never fall below 90s (As)

him suga and asahi get lunch together off campus at least 3 times a week and he always drives

working out 24/7

asahi

works at barnes and noble or a coffee shop

has a car but never drives because it makes him anxious

gets rides from suga

plays word cookies in class

smells really good and citrus y all the time

the craziest rumors go around about him, like about him being a grown man and being held back or being a criminal

nicest guy in the entire school

staff has stopped him in the halls multiple times because they thought he was a grown man and had to see his school ID 😭

always gets vending machine frappes

dresses like a youth counselor

watches movies during class

underclassman call him unc

[art-of-a-ghostie]

More headcanons 'cuz people like them and they are so fucking funny to make (WIll make them for other fandoms too) (part 1 here):

Giovanni's boys met many people from the cast much more important than them (Percy, Lorelai, Martin, Arnold, Sylvie, Trixie, Feenie…) while hanging out while wearing their civilian clothes but had no ideas and probably never will unless they talk about it to Giovanni or Molly

Sylvie eventually learns that Giovanni is basically raising Molly and her terrible old life and joins the “Post-POP Molly support squad”

Now he has many more friends and he has no idea how to react to this

He also still has beef with Giovanni. Slightly less than canon and respects him more (they are now basically siblings with a rough relationship but still care about the other), but he still has one. And yet he is weirdly fond of his boys (including Molly)

But he will die before admitting it

Giovanni doesn't even find it insulting or anything (Giovanni VC: “HAHA! So you won't fall to my feet but you will fall to the ones of my minions? That's right!! Admire the PURE RAW POWER my boys hold!! Hehehe…. Soon you will join me too, Sylvester!! It's only a matter of time~”)

Sylvie also lied to the cops to keep Molly safe and keep supporting the whole “me and Molly were Giovanni's hostages” fake excuse stable

Sylvie went on a (play)date with Feenie once mostly because he had no idea how to tell her no and found the binder she made for him way too neat to reject her.

They decided to stay friends after that.

Ramsey probably Vegas married once

Mera is the only person existing in the EE universe who's a picky eater who doesn't like to eat inedible stuff (she still does but She Is Not Happy About It) (<- born for rich food forced to jail food and sand :< )

Rick has a secret diary too like Sylvie but it's written in a secret language he and his old friends created to communicate non verbally. And it's either filled with extremely dark and sad thoughts, dumb observations and doodles. If someone was able to read it they would probably cry.

Molly has an automatic aversion to toys after selling them for so long and being literally replaced by them in her own father and sister' life. Before Sylvie knew about her home situation he just assumed she did that to look more mature like him (he actually likes toys)/she did that because she was actually mature and said something along the lines of "Oh! I don't like toys either! We are much more mature than that, hehe ':D!" and she answered by something among the lines of "After being immersed in a world of toys, their utter futility become apparent. They have no love to give to you. They are just pieces of fabric without a heart. They are just masks adults wear to influence how children feel." (That was how Sylvie started to think that there was much more to dig other than "My mom died")

She still enjoys being gifted toys but has a preference have books or cards

Percy talks in her sleep. Not cute sleep-talking or no sensical bubbling who makes you laugh. Instead she mumbles ominous and anxiety-inducing riddles that she has zero memories about when she wakes up. Meryl slept from her once because of work and felt extremely scared by the offputting things Percy mumbled in her sleep.

Rick also sleep talks. He is the one who says nonsensical shit.

Both Naven and Rick have scary good reflexes

Crusher used to be very lonely, shy and coy in his first days as a Blaster and only spoke little and VERY straightforwardly. Some of the other blasters just assumed he was just being passive-aggressive at first.

The feeling changed very quickly after they got closer and now they think he is non-ironically considered the most supportive friend they ever had

He is also more talkative and affectionate, which they are very proud of it

They also proposed "Crusher" while playfully poking at his crush but didn't notice that Giovanni was right behind them listening and just went "Hey Crusher actually sounds cool! He makes you sound like a real badass! Is it okay if it's your official minion nickname, [CRUSHER'S REAL NAME]?"

Crusher.exe stopped working. Please reboot the system.

The rest just burst into laughter the moment Giovanni left and Crusher just stormed off while flustered yelling stuff like "LAUGHT AS MUCH YOU WANT, MY LOVE JUST CALLED ME BADASS! CRUSHER IS OUT!" which just made them laugh even harder

(Warning: Angst) Inspired by an old fic idea I had but Giovanni and Lorelai used to be online friends/penpals before/during the fire. Giovanni slowly saw his friend getting grumpier and more isolated until she had enough and decided to stop being friends. He wanted to help her but didn't have the right words to say that and she refused help.

Do you know when the bear took life when Sylvie used Nightmare Fuel on him he yelled "I should been promoted ages ago!" to him?

The last thing she wrote to him was "I should have blocked you ages ago"

He is technically over that but still thinks about it sometimes

And so she does (except that she is not over that)

[revalition]

OCT 20 - HALF LIGHT Let the body take control. Threaten people.

half light!! I really like this guy. had some fun with today's doodles

lots of commentary and quotes under the cut!

Half light name translations!!

suspicious, chiaroscuro, twilight, semi-darkness, dusk, instinct, dawn, primitive instinct

thought it was interesting that there's a mix in here of more literal half-light (dusk, dawn, etc.) and the fight/flight aspect (instinct, suspicion).

I do think his name works best in english. But I like the french version Clair-obscur too. that's the one that translates to chiaroscuro, but clair = clear and obscur = obscure for context... I want to say it's less direct than the others, but I speak french and I don't speak the other languages so if there's any double meanings there I would miss them sadly. localization is so cool...

quotes!

this guyyy

I wish I could tell if he's even being sarcastic or not. I want to say yes, cause he does have a sense of humour

see, see? (points happily)

sorry half light I don't remember you being the lie detector skill??? why's he being such a brat

hehehe half light loves telling anyone to fuck off -- even your own skills

nooooo half light! of course he would jump all over a conspiracy theory

this is during the tribunal -- my first playthrough my odds of success got worse and worse as I avoided throwing the bomb and half light was absolutely right. (though the second time around I got the difficulty down a bit cause my harry wasn't dumb as bricks and actually had some stuff to stay to improve things)

thank goodness for the calm skills that balance some of these idiots out...

he's so over the top. my poor high strung guy...

APOCALYPSE COP HALF LIGHT my most beloved. he knows greek! it's okay if it's a coping mechanism harry, you gotta do what you have to to survive...

he gets *so* pissy when he's told no haha

this one is big but you have to read it!! half light losing it for absolutely no reason! logic's information hoarding reflex! (understandable) volition, volition my most beloved looking out for half light <3 he gets overstimulated okay

he just wants to swear okay?

this is delightful hehe

volition fighting for his life to stop this guy from exploding constantly

one second later him being calm about it

wow that's... super embarassing

this guy creeping you out and then getting upset when you act on it

half light at high levels makes me sad :( poor guy...

okay my dude

half light unlocking the fuck off dialogue option!

unbelievable! someone password protecting their data???? the horrors

re: the leopard bodysuit. electrochemistry is sooo unconcerned

poor half light...

hehehe

hghk he's so... like that. all the time.

that's all for half light!! my first playthrough had pretty high half light and he was kind of a lot? I actually didn't like him much at first, he was a lot (the first time I played my anxiety disorder was also unmanaged and I wasn't too fond of harry's anxiety embodied lol). but he totally ended up growing on me <3 he's great. I really missed him and his unhinged comments in my low fys second playthrough.