#and i was like papa i draw and color cartoons

[girls--complex]

hi, love your work a lot! it manages to blend coherence with layers of esoterica, in a fun & meaningful way. do you have any big influences with your style?

Writing this as a narrative because my whimsicall mind can't seem to organize information logickally otherwise

So

When I was a child my Dad would show me a lot of comics/cartoons in all different styles/eras and so I was internalizing comic book logic from the very beginning. He really liked American comix both capes and Indie stuff but was also into franco belgian artists and let's be clear my papa has good taste so I was readying good stuff though I couldn't remember it all too reliably... Also Comics Journal, so I was reading comics & meta about comics. So basically I have like a deep archetypal brain stem dark spring of mind that spits out raw comic information like a dream that I can't place until I rediscover them, and a lot of deep unremembered imprintations that R kinda roiling around under the surface #Stupidsoldier

N then I was a deviantart kiddo and a reading manga at barnes and noble kiddo, and then I went and got a formal art education and learned about all these artists that sort of did pseudo comics or cartoons but didnt articulate it that way-- The German xpressionists are a big example of this -- and also about overall principles of like scale and hierarchy and time and presence -- and also just that I really like drawin the human figure in particular :)

I'm really grateful that my parents especially my dad were actually really supportive/invested in me being an artist even though they had very little faith in my character or overall competence. so I was always doing art activities to make me better at drawing because that was like the one redeeming quality I had, a lot of household resources went into me having art tutoring or doing community classes, and I was really strongly encouraged to get ma BFA

So 4 influences well I like things that are very stylish but very specific in how they represent figure N physiognomy... Naoki Urosawa & Jeff Smith were fascinations 2 me along this line... Arakawa is good too... I feel like this is a strength of American and British cartoonists generally but struggling to think of names

My favorite painter is tied between two commies: Siqueiros, who was a Mexican muralist and chaotic socialist, really specific markmaking and texture, pathos drenched figuration, charged epic landscapes, and Petrov-Vodkin, Russian ikonographer who became a propagandist for the USSR, semi-social-realist, semi-ikonographic compositions in which space is wrapping around itself to organize human figures according to a mythological logic, flattish, very cartoons/comics aligned, strange treatment of color but all really effective

History painting overall is everything to me it really doesn't show in Coward but I think it shows elsewhere some of my other dramatic sensibility is a lot from 00s action movie shlock which I would always enjoy to go see when I was younger and was somehow fascinated with the environment of government buildings and prisons and secret operations happeningunder the surface of every day life erupting into wet violence of men punching each other

I love the movie THE RAID redemption !!!!

I learned a lot of the logic of pacing N building pages around Tezuka's work as well as FMA N Death Note I think were big 1s to teach me that logic. Tezuka is a really good artist to look at for how to compose a page that supports the energy of the events that are happening on it, not that that's something I personally am good at. Favorite mangaka for tone and environment and visual identity are Katsuhiro Otomo, Tustomu Nihei, Suehiro Maruo, Nishioka siblings, Hideshi Hino

A lot of my sense of timing is also from news paper strips tbh. It's just a gut thing to me at this point hehe , Character design is also a gut thing for me I draw a little thing and I can either ensoul it with psychosexual fixation or I can't

I was born in the hospital Henry Darger worked at St. Joe's he's an ancestor to me but ofc inimitable by virtue of GOD being his sole audience

As for the esoterickal dimensions I feel like it's all it's own post let's just say I lack the inclination and ability for systematic and rigorous study but I am really interesting in gathering little packets of information and arranging them into dioramas and the longer I do it the more packets I accrue

I want to make a list of artists on here that I like/admire sometime too but that's too much for me rn. I also suspect a lot of people R mad at me for arbitrary reasons just as I also am mad at a lot of people for arbitrary reasons so I dont wanna bother no one ...

Oh well so I'm intentionally reorganizing how I draw right now because I sense a shift in my trajectory again so thanks for making me reflect

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ Metal Gear Solid Agere ໒ ˚⁎

hi hi hi can i please request some little!otakon and cg!solid snake hcs??

Age Regressor Otacon

•Otacon loves playing with tech-related toys like building blocks that look like mini-computers or assembling simple robot kits. His interest in technology is present even in his regressed state

•He enjoys watching animated shows and cartoons, especially those with sci-fi themes or robots. These shows provide comfort and nostalgia

•Little Otacon has a favorite stuffed animal, possibly a little plush version of Metal Gear Rex or a character from one of his favorite animes, that he keeps close for comfort

•He enjoys quiet activities like coloring, drawing, or reading simple picture books

•Otacon feels most comfortable in soft, oversized clothes, like hoodies and sweatpants. He has a particular fondness for anything with cute, geeky prints

•Snack Time : He loves snacking on simple, comforting foods like cookies, apple slices, and juice boxes. Snake often prepares these for him, knowing his favorites

•Hide and Seek : Otacon enjoys playing hide and seek around their safe house. It's a fun way for him to engage his mind without the stress of adult responsibilities !

•He has a favorite blanket that he carries around, often using it to wrap himself up when feeling particularly vulnerable

Caregiver Solid Snake

•Snake is extremely protective of Otacon and always ensures he's safe and comfortable. He pays close attention to Otacon's needs and moods

•As a Care Giver, he is patient with Otacon's regressions, understanding that it's a way for him to cope with stress and trauma. He never rushes or pushes Otacon to "grow up" faster than he's ready

•Snake plans activities that are engaging and soothing for Otacon, whether it's setting up a movie night with his favorite cartoons or organizing building block sessions

•Storyteller : Papa Snake tells simplified, adventurous stories from their missions, turning them into bedtime tales that are exciting yet comforting for Otacon

•Despite his rough exterior, Snake is skilled at preparing simple, delicious meals that Otacon loves. He often makes fun, child-friendly dishes

•He provides physical comfort, whether it's a reassuring hand on Otacon's shoulder or letting him cuddle close during particularly tough times

•Snake understands the value of quiet, non-verbal support. Sometimes, just sitting with Otacon and being a calm presence is all that's needed

•Dada Snake always has a plan for keeping Otacon safe during unexpected situations, including a special "safe spot" in their home and go-bags ready for quick exits

If you're in the basic criteria , are DSMP fans, vivziep0p fans , h0tel/h3lluva b0ss fans, Owl h0use fans, St4r butterfly fans, Ghibli fans, ddlg/abdl blogs, nsfw/k!nk blogs, anti-agere blogs, or anti Christians/Christianity blogs : just dont interact !

[richeeduvie]

how would princesa celebrate Father’s Day with Lalo??

In a way that's going to make him have her celebrate father's day with more kids.

"What's the cake for?"

"It's father's day."

She's trying to draw hearts with icing. She drew Lalo. And his mustache. Bebito is a very stereotypical cartoon of a baby, singular hair curl and all.

"Oh. Yeah. I forgot."

Princesa almost asks if Ignacio didn't call his dad. But she knows better, so she just writes Lalo's name in red.

Bebito babbles in their high chair, munching on a cereal loop in their chubby fist.

"It's just the cake, really. And a card. And dinner. I didn't know what else to do."

"That sounds like enough...and you did the whole giving him a child thing, so I think that's enough too."

Princesa smiles. "If you think of it that way, but it's just he's such a good papa." She turns to the dining room. "You have such a good papa, hm? And you are such a good baby."

Bebito coos, smiling when their brought into their mama's arms. Princesa bounces them, Nacho watches from across the kitchen.

"I was thinking maybe I should get him a present. I meant to ask you if we can go somewhere earlier."

"If you want."

Even though everything else is enough. Princesa smiles and soon enough, all three of them are in his car. Nacho's car has a car seat for Bebito. They're off to men's store and lunch.

Bebito lies on those waiting chairs they have in fancy clothing stores, which they're in. Princesa holds a colorful, patterned button up to Ignacio's chest. He looks at her hands.

"I think he'd like this."

"...Yeah."

"Would Papa like this, baby?"

The baby stares up at the ceiling, waving their arms.

"What a cute family. Happy father's day."

They look up to find a lady smiling at them. This happens more often than whatever sits in Nacho can handle.

"Thank you."

And Princesa never denies it. Nacho takes the shirt from her when she picks up Bebito.

"He'll like the new shirts, hopefully. And the cigars."

"It's not a question on if he'll like them. He'll like them."

Bebito makes a small, gurgled noise.

"They agree."

They go home, but Nacho's breath slows when he sees that Lalo's gotten home earlier.

"I hope he didn't see the cake. It was meant to be a surprise."

Her voice is coated with a soft worry. She takes her baby out of the car seat, a quick-skip dash as Nacho tries to hold onto his lungs. He shuts the car's backdoor after he's taken cigars next to Bebito's seat.

"Lalo?"

She's caught him in the doorway, back turned to her. Princesa tilts her head. Bebito plays with her sleeve.

"You expecting me to be home this early?"

"...No, but did you see it?"

Lalo sighs, wipes his mouth. "See what, Princesa? You said there was nowhere to go today-"

"Oh, good!"

Princesa puts Bebito down in the living room. On the floor, which confuses Lalo always, but when his girl explained to him that it was so they don't have to worry about them falling off the bed or couch, he thinks it's just funny. It's just Bebito flat on the back, wiggling in the middle of the room.

She can't help but smile when pulling out the cake. It's giddy, giggly.

"Happy father's day. Papa's day."

Lalo doesn't blink, his eyes come down to the sight of a chocolate, decorated cake. He breathes evenly.

"We just needed to get some presents for you." She sniffles, she's hoping so badly that things are good. "...Do you like it?"

And suddenly, Lalo's smiling so brightly - so wide with his lips and teeth.

"Oh, Lalo - the cake!"

He almost smashed it between them, Lalo puts in on the counter.

"What a good Mama I have, huh? You love Papa so much, you're so sweet, sweet girl. Mwah!"

Lalo swings her around before running off to the living room, picking up a squealing Bebito.

"What do you have to say to Papa, Bebito?"

"...Brr."

"You are welcome. I am such a good father, you're right. No wonder why your mama made a cake for me."

He puts them back to the floor before picking Princesa up, throwing her around in his arms. Lalo kisses her all over. It's a warm father's day.

"Can't having me think you left me alone on father's day, Princesa."

"Can I smoke one of your cigars?"

Lalo stops in his steps to take her up to their room.

"Huh?"

"I got you a father's day present. Just-Ignacio."

Ignacio's at the bottom of the stairwell.

"We got something for you."

Lalo's staring at Ignacio, only thrown off with red in his muscles when Princesa pecks at his neck and cheek.

"Watch the kid for me, Nacho."

And they're up the stairwell, Princesa's feet never touching the ground. Nacho picks Bebito up from the floor, staring at the cigar box on the table.

[starsurface]

I ADORE your headcanons. Could I get some HCs of Vanitas as a baby regressor, with the Wayfinder Trio taking care of him? I find the idea of Vanitas being adopted and learning to cope with his past in a healthy way very comforting. Thank you so much!! Have a great day/night! :3

:O

Yippie!!! Kingdom Hearts request!! :D Vanitas is one of my favs.

Also thank you so much!!! Have an amazing day/night!!! <3 <3 <3

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CG Aqua, Terra, & Ventus w/ Babyspace Regressor Vanitas Hcs

💧 Vanitas actually involuntary regressed for a very long time without knowing what age regression was

🪵 It terrified him, feeling small and vulenerbal and scared, having to also fight for his life and reason to keep living

🍏 He regresses small to, about a few months to about 4

💀 It wasn’t until Terra (my lovely ‘dummy’) noticed that Vantias ‘outbursts’ were actually tantrums that he brought it up with him

💧 At first Vanitas shouted at him, calling him every name under the sun for even suggesting that Vanitas regressed

🪵 But Terra said that they all regressed, and even if Vanitas hadn’t been involuntierly regressing, perhaps he should try out the coping mechanism

🍏 Terra was Vanitas’s main cg for quite some time

💀 Why? Because it took some time for Aqua and Ventus to warm up to Vantias, always being suspicious of him, checking up on him to make sure he wans’t doing anything evil

💧 ^ This caused Vanitas to purposely act up sometimes, and then Terra would have to come and try to defend him 

🪵 Terra only took him in faster because he was also controlled by darkness, and Vanitas, by extent, was a version of Ven, and he wasn’t going to give up on Vanitas when he never even got the chance

🍏 Regressed Vanitas was actually what made Aqua and Ventus trust Vanitas a bit more

💀 One day when Terra was out, Aqua found a sobbing Vanitas curled up in the middle of the hall, desperately holding onto a Hareraiser (the bunny unverse)

💧 She softened around the boy, letting Vanitas cling to her, sniffing as he hide in her shoulder (they ended up cuddling and watching cartoons)

🪵 With both Aqua and Terra accepting Vanitas, Ventus decided to give his ‘brother’ a chance

🍏 Don’t believe what Ventus tells you, Vanitas totally didn’t sob in his arms later that night because Ventus was giving the chance he always wished for (. . . One of thems a lier)

💀 Don’t ask Vanitas who his favorite is because he’ll either shout at you or start crying on spot, he doesn’t want to choose, he loves his entire family

💧 Vanitas has favorite little activities he’ll do with everyone

🪵 For Aqua, he likes sitting on the counter while she’s cooking (she normally kicks everyone out) and either try to help her, or eat the ingredients

🍏 ^ And then get really fussy because he ate half the chocolate chips and now had a tummy ache and it’s all Aqua’s fault!!! >:(

💀 Why didn’t she tell him not to do that?! How could she just stand there and watch him suffer!!!

💧 . . . She did tell him, he just ignored her and cotinued

🪵 For Ventus, he likes coloring with him

🍏 It sounds really simple, but Vanitas never really colored before and Ventus showed him how fun it was

💀 Plus, Ventus gives really nice praises to his pictures (which are really hard to desiper some times) and Vanitas really likes being praised for simple things

💧 Prefers making his own drawing over coloring books

🪵 For Terra, Vanitas likes story time!!

🍏 Terra does amazing story time!! He choices stories that are approeriate for Vanitas’s headspace but also not ‘boring’, and he does funny voices!!

💀 It also helps Vanitas with sleepytime, he usually gets super fussy when it comes to naptime and bedtime, but the promise of a book and some yummy milk will make him begrudgingly agree

💧 Aqua’s cg nicknames are Mama and ‘Auqa

🪵 Terra’s cg nicknames are Bubba and Venty (Venty Wenty when Vanitas is upset with him)

🍏 And Ventus’s cg nicknames are Papa and Bubba

💀 Vanitas hates nicknames >:\

💧 Or, he acts like he does (he’s not use to them just yet)

🪵 Some of Vanitas’s favorites are Tough Guy, Cookie, Sweetie (he’ll never admit it), Little One

🍏 ^ Mister as well, but only when he’s doing something naughty on purpose 

💀 Exp: “Excuse me Mister, why are you trying to sneak that candy before bed? “

💧 It makes Vanitas happy beccause he doesn’t get screamed or shouted at, and he instead giggles and quickly tries to shove it into his mouth 

🪵 (^ He’ll pout later about how he has no no more candy after dinner . . . it’s litterally his fault for eating it earlier though, but he will be stealing some of Terra’s candy later)

🍏 Super big sweeth tooth, but doesn’t indgulge

💀 Actually, Vanitas doesn’t eat much as it is (still getting use to having his own body) so when he’s small, they all try to fill him up on yummy food and sweets

💧 Vanitas gets incredibly bad nightmare, and wakes up feeling incredibly small and scared because of them most times

🪵 Luckily, his room is really close to all of theirs so he can quickly run to any of them and cuddle them until the morning

🍏 Aqua suggests a baby monitor that she can keep in her room and doesn’t have to be turned on unless he wants it on (which Vanitas gets super defensive and huffy about)

💀 He doesn’t use it until weeks later where he guesses he could try it out, and he does like how fast Aqua comes to his aid instead of him trying to will himself to get out of bed

💧 Vanitas also really likes cuddling with them all, whether it’s Aqua letting him his on her lap, or Terra full on bear hugging him, or Ventus laying with him and letting Vanitas hide in his arm

🪵 However, Vanitas likes initiating touch, and deems some reaching out as violence coming towards him (he’s working on it)

🍏 One of his favorite activities with all three of them is watching cartoons

💀 They have some of Aqua’s yummy sweets, and they all get to cuddle and watch Ruby Gloom <3 (one of his favorite little cartoons)

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Y'all, i've got so many angst hcs just for Vanitas.

[nostalgic-woodwind]

Could I request headcanons about Dobie (ACNH) being a caregiver? He radiates such sweet grandpa vibes!!

🐺📚 Caregiver!Dobie Headcanons 📚🐺

📚 Dobie's voice claim is Keith David, same voice actor for Husk from Hazbin Hotel (don’t watch the show if you’re a minor, it’s an adult cartoon). The wolf's voice may be gruff, but it is also very calming to listen to.

📚 Dobie lets you call him “Papa” or “Grandpa/Granddad”.

📚 Dobie has grown up with a sibling, so he has experience in taking care of others (Nookipedia).

📚 Dobie has an authoritative/gentle parenting style. He has grown up with strict, authoritarian parents who were explosive with their tempers. Being a caregiver has given Dobie a chance to break the cycle and validate your feelings while setting fair rules and boundaries (go to bed on time, help with chores because teamwork makes the dream work, etc.).

📚 Whenever it's time to help with chores, he makes them fun by letting you choose what to do (as long as it's safe of course, like helping make the beds, organizing your toys and cleaning up the play area, etc.). He also puts on music or makes chores into fun games.

📚 He's firm but very calm whenever he has to discipline you. He talks about what happened and/or puts you in timeout whenever you misbehave (depending on your headspace age). He also believes in natural consequences.

📚 Dobie has made mistakes from time to time by yelling whenever his emotions got high, but he always apologized for his actions. He’s not perfect, but he wasn’t going to raise you the way he was raised as a pup.

📚 Whenever you watch TV or your iPad, he always gives you limited screen time. He also gives you minute reminders (10 minutes until screen time is over, 5 minutes, etc.).

📚 Dobie always lets you pick out a book (or a few ^^) from his library. He even has his own children's corner for littles to come pick out books, read, and do other fun stuff (puppet shows, arts and crafts, etc.).

📚 Dobie loves reading and telling stories to you. Storytime is a part of your routine. He also reads bedtime stories whenever it’s naptime or bedtime.

📚 He also writes stories for you, whether it be about your toys/stuffies or based on any drawings you draw.

📚 He loves neutral and beige colors and will get you some neutral-colored toys. However, he will also get you bright or pastel-colored toys (whatever you prefer), too, because he's not going to let you grow up as a sad beige kiddo. /lh (If you don’t like bright-colored or pastel-colored toys, it is perfectly okay. It does not make you any less of an age regressor/dreamer /gen)

📚 He teaches you about mindfulness to help you calm down whenever you have big emotions. He also teaches you meditation.

📚 Dobie loves to take you on nature walks. He gives out simple facts about whatever you stumble across (insects, flowers, fish). He’s a Blathers 2.0 /pos ^^

[cupidspup]

Hi hi!! Sorry it's been a while guys!!

For whatever reason the app won't let me post like ANYTHING but here's to hoping it posts stuff this time!!

So!! Here isssss questions 6 - 12 (I think-) for my birthday countdown agere questions!! :3

6. "What is your favorite little hairstyle?"

Okay so - I know I haven't talked about my flip in depth a lot but he is actually thr bestesy caregiver ever and I love him to death AND because of that I love it when he does anything to me. Especially when it comes to picking my outfits n stuff!! He does my hair sometimes and makes it all cute so I don't really have a favorite! Just whatever my papa thinks is cutest on his little doll (me) =w= BUTTTTT!!!! I do draw myself in the teeniest tiniest pigtails mostly!!! OwO

7. "What's your favorite color?"

ALL OF THEM!!! >:3 (I only like pastels but with the inclusion of vermillion I think kts so fancy and classy and I love the way you say it n how it's spelled :3)

8. "Do you have a talent?"

Waaaah!! I never wanna sound full of myself so I dunno if any of the things I do are talents or make me talented QwQ but!! I do think I'm good at some things!! Like drawing, baking stuff and writing!! :> I also love to do makeup and fashion stuff!!

9. "What's your favorite little space song?"

LIGHTS ON BY KYLE ALLEN MUSIC!!!! ITS ALWAYS MY MOST FAVORITE HEHEHEHE ALSO THE ORIGINAL DAYCARE THEME FROM FNAF SB ALONG WITH THE FAN-MADE NIGHT TIME VERSION!!! (Also fun fact I love sun and moon equally they both deserve equal love and I love them biblically and fanon!!)

10. "What's your favorite holiday?"

This one is super easy these are my top 3 in order >:3

1. Valentine's Day

2. Christmas

3. Halloween!! (I'm super duper skittish ;w;)

11. "What's your ideal little date?"

WAAAAAH SO MANY POSSIBILITIES I DUNNO WHAT TO PICK UHM!!! In terms with my papa, a play date all day me and him!! With drawing and plushies and cuddles and cartoons!! Lotsa snacks!! Lots of attentions òwó anything is always fun and perfect with him around hehehe OH AND IF HE MAKES ME A BLANKET FORT WITH A TEA PARTY!!! I love tea parties :3

With my sibbies anything like games n stuff to play together!! And we would have matching outfits!!! And we could do a sleepover too!! (Me n my papa live together so every day is the bestest sleepover!) Anything would be okay with me as long as it's super fun with cute clothes!! :D

12. "What's your favorite type of food?"

Hmmm I dunno!! I have a lotta favorite stuff when I'm big but when I'm small I dunno!! Anything but no spicy!!! I suck at eating spicy :< but I love sweet!! Like boba!! :3 OOOOO AND PUDDING!! I LOVE PUDDINGS AND CAKES AND PIES AND TARTS AND CUPCAKES!!!

I hope you guys liked my answers n questions!! I'm sorry I'm not more decisive but I hope it helps understand me more x) it's fun doing this!! :3 hopefully this posts and I can see you guys super soon!!

Love,

Kewpie ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚🐾₊˚ෆ

[jamcannibal]

My SunnySideUp design explained

Exhibit A:

This picture was the first time I ever drew Sunny. I was figuring out how rich people/modern princesses look in cartoons basically. Because she's a little kid and she's not gonna know how actual rich people dress. I was also looking at different Sunny fanarts and ultimately fell in love with the idea of her being black/mixed.

Exhibit B:

This is a colored version of the design i decided on. She does not have any "dragon" features here because I was lazy. I'm pretty sure her dress was pink and then I remembered that her color was orange. Note that she still has the clasic glasses here. (ignore them being purple on the left, that's just smth i do in my sketchbook)

Exhibit C:

It's my pinterest board for Sunny. I haven't been drawing for over a month when I made this (health issues) and I rlly wanted to draw Sunny again bcs QSMP being closed was driving me nuts. I actually researched protective hairstyles for this.

Exhibit D:

As you can see her outfit is pretty similar to the first one I decided on. The differences are: Different colors. Her sleeves aren't as poofy so they could be more practical. Glasses are star shaped. (She's a star!) Shoes. I originally drew her with ballet flats but here I gave her sneakers (specifically balenciaga bcs expensive) but ultimately decided to give her boots with butterfly wings. That's an omage to the cosmetic wings she wore on QSMP. (plus being around trains and machines it's more practical to wear boots) And of course the hair. She has mini twists tied into two buns. She has blonde kanekalon weaved into them. Considering coily hair is really dry bleaching is not always a good idea+she's literally a kid. (I know it's fiction, leave me and my brain rot about protective hairstyles and coily hair in general alone.) She also has a toolbelt. She only wears it when she helps her papa around, but it's still stylish and matches her outfit.

Exhibit E:

Drawing in procreate to try out different color combos. (I liked the left one the best, but still changed it, lol)

Exhibit F:

(I forgot about her tail pls don't point it out) She has cornrows here instead of twists. (I'm gonna be using both of these hairstyle for her) I turned her yellow glasses black to pay respect to her actualy egg form. (the glasses might be compltely different shade but at least they're black) and in the light of that i made her boots black instead of white. And I added diamond earrings bcs she needs to have diamonds in her design.

I really want her to have the vibe she wants to dress like a rich person but she's a kid so she doesn't really have a grasp onto how rich people dress so she resolves to princess, but her dad literally works on trains and other machines so having a big poofy skirt and fur coat and the feather thingy is not practical. So she still manages to dress like a princess while being semi-practical. I think she wore big skirts and feather thingies and white fancy gloves at the beginning, but stopped bcs practicality. And beinfg able to spend time with her pa is more important than looking like a princess. (I might draw that one day but rn my hands are dying.) If you got here I applaud you. This is more text than I have written for my seminar work so far-

[hunterwritesstuff]

Can I get a Henry bringing his kid to work, and they are like 3 so everyone is gushing about how cute they are one shot please!! Gn reader

YESSSSSS ENJOY! :D

"Okay, kiddo, stay close, alright?" Henry asked softly, Y/N nodding.

"Okay, papa!" Y/N smiled, eyes drifting from wall to wall. The building was a little dark, but it had yellows everywhere, so it seemed to be a happy place! Did you listen to Henry? Sure!...For a little bit!

But then you heard someone down the hall and went to investigate. "Hellooo?" You called softly. You followed the heavy bootsteps, trying to match the pace of the bootsteps. "Pap, pap, pap, pap, pap!" You vocalized, giggling to yourself.

You squeaked as someone picked you up by the hood of your jacket. "What's someone like you doin' in a place like this?" You giggled, swinging your legs in the air. "Well, ain't you a little lovebug?"

"Y/N!! Ah, God!" Henry wheezed, running over. "Norman, I'm so sorry, Linda was busy today and I couldn't find a babysitter in time! I'm so sorry about them, I didn't think they'd-"

"Henry, Henry! It's alright! They weren't doin' no harm!" Norman smiled. "They're a real cutie! Ya weren't thinkin' of keepin' 'em to yourself, were ya?"

"I didn't exactly want them to get hurt, Norm..." Henry rubbed the back of his neck nervously. You giggled, finally getting put back down on the floor by Norman.

"Hee hee!" You giggled, running off again.

"Y/N!!!" Henry called.

"KIDDO, WAIT!!" Norman called, quickly running to catch up with you.

Soon, you found yourself somewhere...dark...really dark...you didn't like the dark all too much...And the ground seemed almost...submerged in something or other. "Splash, splash..." You said softly.

It wasn't long until you were picked up yet again, but this time, the distance between you and the floor was a bit higher. "When did a kid get in? HOW did a kid get in?" Tom asked, confused.

"Fuzzy face?" You tilted your head in confusion, rubbing Tom's face.

Tom paused a moment. "...let's getcha outta here." He said, carrying you out. "What's your name, kid?"

"Y/N! I like drawing, and cartoons, and comics, and my favorite color is [favorite color]!" You rambled.

"Whoa! Y'don't say?" Tom smiled.

"Uh huh!" You grinned.

"Y/N!!" Henry panted, running down the hall, catching up to Tom.

"Papa!" You beamed. "I made a new friend!!" You cheered.

"You're such a troublemaker! Tom, I'm so sorry about them, I can take them off your hands and-"

"No." Tom said blankly.

"What." Henry blinked.

"No. They like my fuzzy face."

"Tom, give me my kid back."

[bun-latte]

Hello!

My name is Barbara, but I like to go by Barbie!

I like to use bun/bunself pronouns, please!

But you can use she/her if that's too hard!

I love to make friends, don't hesitate to message me!

Big age: i'm a '90s baby!

Little age: 8-15!

Likes: bunnies, my little pony (80s/90s), stuffed animals, cartoons, horsies, playing video games (pokemon, harvest moon, animal crossing, genshin impact etc!) , homework, coloring/drawing, libraries, going on walks, reading, writing letters, math, kitties, and most of all,

my papa!

Dislikes: History, Geography (it's hard!), slugs & crickets, being alone for a really long time, rude people, being a picky eater, seafood.

This blog is entirely sfw! I post mostly cottagecore esque things and moodboards! If you follow me and need anything tagged, let me know!

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I have a separate blog for that that does not interact whatsoever with this one!

Please respect my coping methods of healing. ♡

I may be a fictive. I'm unsure right now. I have a couple kintypes unique just to me, and I'll make a list here when it's done! ♡

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[julia-edits]

“i know i shouldn’t be saying this, but i’m glad uncle murphy is gone, his stare was void of soul. he never said much, but the way he peered sent a shiver down my spine. i knew what he was thinking, what he was feeling. i guess i can’t blame him for doing what he did, i would do it too.

my daddy works a lot and mama’s a drunk - daddy says we can’t leave her alone - dad says him and maria will work it out one day, then it’ll be just me caring for mama. not like he cares about her much already. maria is fine. mama drinks so much cause of her, cause of maria. that’s at least what aunt hildy says

aunt hildy is kind of crazy, she hates mama. nobody truly hates mama, besides aunt hildy. speaking of mama, conner and patricia were asking about her this morning. said mama was “making a lot of noise”.

it was 1:08 am. i was sitting on the twin’s bed, or the couch. both work in our situation. bailey and texas were with friends, tommy with papa [pap-aw]. mama comes home slurring, yelling. i come responding, waving my hands, shushing. conner might wake up and then he definitely won’t make it to his soccer game.

my siblings. truly love.

tommy doesn’t know we have it bad though. he thinks his weekend visits with papa are a fun treat. lord knows how’d he’d respond if he ever found out. i i’m glad he doesn’t know. although soon i might got to tell him. he’s gonna have to start helping soon once maria’s baby comes along. daddy says it ain’t his, but we all know from his twitchin’ and mulling that fetus is his.

im truly alone in this. much like uncle murphy. i’d be where he is too if i didn’t have my people. mama, tommy, patricia, conner, toby, and the twins. soon enough ill have maria’s baby running around and i’ll be full over time.

mama won’t notice when maria’s baby gets here. she’ll be too drunk to get off the couch. not like she gets off the couch for her own kids anyways. she doesn’t notice us. i hardly thinks she knows our names.

we don’t blame her, mama is sick. thats atleast what i tell patricia when mama is yelling for her next case. we’re too poor for any good kind, she just does it so she doesn’t have to be a mother.

in case you were wondering, i’m the oldest. 13 years old. my birthday ain’t til september, but gran says im close to my permit.

after me comes tommy, tommy’s 8. he likes lightning bugs and the color purple. he likes tomato soup and shaved carrots. most of all, he likes mama. i wish he didn’t.

after tommy is patricia. patricia is 4 and she speaks primarily romanian. it’s the only thing she can gather from her cartoons. mama got a knock off tv from uncle murphy after he left, and daddy’s too cheap for american cable. patricia likes barbie’s and tiaras. her teacher lets her take home toys that have been around too long. i think it’s more for me than patricia at this point.

she sees my walking up to school, the twins and conner strapped into the wheeler, toby attached to my hip. she always smiles and tells me what a delight patricia is to have in class. i can tell she’s bluffing. i think i make it worse when i go to parent teacher conferences. daddy said he would but we both know it was a lie. maria first, then work, then kids.

the only barbie’s we have in our house is ones we make. taking some of mamas old marlboro boxes, sniffing in the stench now burning into the box. we would draw faces, sometimes add yarn for hair.

conner and toby are too young for that. conner is 2 and toby only 6 months. i do homeschool so i can take care of them real easy. i don’t have many friends, but i have my headphones. and buddy. buddy’s a stray who sticks by. he and i are similar.

we are both homeless.”

[sweet-seishu]

So I would like to know,

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50

Mkay here you go LOL <3

 Do you have freckles? – no :(

 Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it? – both! coffee black and my tea with milk and sugar :)

What was the last song you listened to? –  circus by stray kids

Do you sleep on your back, stomach or side? – stomach and side

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? – yes 🥺

Do you prefer drawing or writing? – both, depends on my mood

What’s your ideal number of blankets to sleep with? - 100

What’s your favorite band/artist? – mm, it's always been simple plan for me

When is your birthday? – june 21st :)

How tall are you? – 5"1

What color are your eyes? – hazel

Who are five (or more) people you want to hug right now? – to many to say but you're one of em <3

Fears? – the ocean, spiders, the future etc.

What’s your favorite color? – blue/purple

What’s your favorite season? – fall

Want any tattoos? What of? – i'm actually going to be getting an anime half sleeve 🤭 but i already have tattoos as well haha

Want any piercings? Where? – i want more on my ears and another one beside my nose piercing that I have already.

Who is the last person you texted? – my best friend haha

Do you have a best friend? How long have you been friends? – yes, 17 years🥹

What/who do you miss? – hmm, miss my papa a lot these days :(

How was your day today? – honestly it's only just begun

How much sleep did you get last night? – 4 hours😐

Do you believe in aliens? – depends lol

When was the last time you cried? Why? – yesterday bc im feeling depressed lately

What’s your favorite decade? – early 2000s haha

What are some seemingly childish things you like? – not sure actually lol

What’s your favorite book? Or just one you’ve read a few times? – oh i've read the court of thorns and roses series like 20 times. anything by sarah j mass is really good!

How are you, really? – awful lol

Does it take you a long time to make decisions? – omg yes

What are you looking forward to in the near future? – idk tbh, haven't thought about it

What are you looking forward to in the distant future? – same answer as above😂

If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go? – japan or london

Do you sleep with your door open or closed? – closed ofc

What’s your favorite flower? – roses :)

Do you currently have a squish? – idk what this means bye💀

Do you like your middle name? – names, and yes

Do you prefer dogs or cats? – both

Do you have any phobias? – arachniphobia

Do you stay up late? – only because i can't sleep

Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy? – yes, love a sunny day at the beach :)

What’s your favorite cartoon? – i love the classics like looney tunes and the jetsons

Tag 5 of your favorite blogs – too many to tag tbh 🥹

Do you have siblings? How many? – 2! older and younger brother

Who was the last person you said “I love you” to? – my boyfriend lol

Is there anyone you would die for? – lots of people tbh

What do you need when you’re sad? – space normally, or a slurpee

Have you memorized your phone number? – yes

Who’s someone you can trust with your life? – my older brother, or my dad

What does your last text say? – "you're ���"

Wild Card. Any question, ask away.  – favorite snack? – hot cheetos 😌 or jalapeño doritos

[freakattack]

OK this is actually sick in the head but a promise is a promise

Orbulon evolutionary biology under the cut

DISCLAIMER: i do not have this setting fully hashed out in my head so all of these drawings are basically ikea diagrams for aliens. Also, any discussion of papa orb is hereby banned on this post. Anyways

Once upon a time on planet your anus there lived some fucked up animals. They swam around in the thick air in your anus and they looked like this

They were boneless and squishy and mostly defenseless but they still needed to eat and what they ate was other animals. So they had to be a bit sneaky about it. What they did is they waited on the "sea" "floor" (workshopping) with the ventral side up (as depicted here) and sensed prey swimming by with their eyes and Schlorb. They changed their skin color and texture to match their surroundings so that when a thing swam by it would be none the wiser when

And this worked very well. However the Schlorb, which was way more developed than the eyes, could not only sense prey, but also the presence of other Schlorb-havers. This was advantageous because having an extra buddy around, or two, or ten, is safer and cooler when you need to watch out for predators or need help finding prey. Those with more powerful Schlorbs therefore were more likely to survive due to their ability to seek and find ofhers of their kind and form "schools"

which worked in tandem with each other to find food and do other fun things. If you are a little blob animal and you accidentally swim over one of these things you are toast. And i say one of these things referring to the whole group, because information is passed from Schlorb to Schlorb so fast that to the untrained eye they may as well all be the same organism.

But theyre not. Theyre just telepathic. The development of true telepathy in this species may be likened to the fire of Prometheus in their own myths and legends....if they had those, which they don't, because everyone remembers everything that ever happened. Not across the whole planet - they still have multiple groups and societies - but generational knowledge is EZ when you come into the world and are immediately brain blasted with the memories of everyone around you

Orbulon took a long ass time to acclimate to life on earth for a lot of reasons but he eventually meowthed himself into bipedalism. This happened because it's a cartoon and i'm allowed to do that. also, as you can maybe tell they dont naturally use their mouths or eyes for expressions at all, which is why orbulon is so like that

One last thing because none of this is very wario like at all but i DID make the effort to make sure there is some bullshittery here, all orbulon animals reproduce asexually via budding and the resulting blob that falls off is ceremonially transported into the Polyp Garden to be communally taken care of by all the grown ups. They do that like this

I dont have time to write about this now but aaying it now so i dont forget, I dont think orbulon's species is naturally bipedal. will elaborate later

[lee-scribbles-and-doodles]

S3 ep5

Current emotional status: FEAR

Cthulu Max has been on the rampage for a whole week!?

Ew, the narrator

Oh man, are they sending the airforce after him?

I really like Cthulu Max's design

Momma Bosco 💗

Oh hey, Norrington and Papierwaite are alive.

Superball are you saying you tried to send the Maimtrons up Max's--

Also he's acting president while Max is... deposed of.

Superball is only giving Sam until 6am :(

Featherly!

"Wandering around the moleman tunnels is no fun without Max."

"You got it all wrong, we're trying to help Max." "We will help him... to a generous serving of ass whooping."

"That is one rabbit who will be multiplied... into 2,000 smoldering pieces."

Carol ran off with Blustet

"I only want her to be happy, is all." Aw, Curt

Superball just admitted to having separation anxiety from Max

Ok Momma can't come but Papierwaite and Norringron can.

I like Norrington :)

GASP

Is it?

It is!

SYBIL!!!!

RETURN OF THE QUEEN

Oh, she is very pregnant

She was a wizard at one point?

She's gonna help!

Superball there's no such thing as acceptable losses

Abe has his body back

"Four score and seven tons of raw power"

HE CAN FLY NOW!?

Sybil, I love you, but why did you mod someone else's car???

Grandpa Stinky I love you

Oh, he just handed us the recipe for once.

Asdfff the spore maxes swarming Grandpa

They stole Grandpa's hotdogs

"We must feed the host! Piglets and sphinkters make us stronger!" "We regret nothing!"

Grandpa hasn't slept in three years

Sam just casually taking the last of Grandpa's corndogs

The spores are trying to get it

Lol Sam slapped them

Sal's alive!

He's hiding from Sam :(

Lol we can control Cthulu Max with Corndogs

Ew, the cornstarch got mixed in with the giant puddle 🤢 Looks gross

Love how Sybil completely ignores the Flaming Max head

Also the look of disappointment on the spore's face made me laugh

Fifth trimester???

The way the one Max spore by Grandpa's truck is bobbing in circles with his mouth open is making me laugh.

Sam showing concern for Sybil because she’s preggers 🥺

Her being pregnant with Abe's child implies that statues have working genital in this universe

She put a weiner scented airfreshener in the desoto

At least Sam and a Max spore seem to like that (of course they do)

"Sybil you're the best!" Hell yeah she is!

Sam's mind went to the color bar codes to prevent being traumatized by Sybil's oversharing

We drowned the desoto

Asdfgh Sam just botched slapped one of the spores for trying to say "that's none of your damn buisness."

Ew, Max's spine is pointing out

Oh hey, Satan and Jurgen

Why is Jurgen wearing his old fashioned clothes instead of his emo clothes?

Lol Sam snuck into frame to shout "Go Mets! New York rules!"

"--besides it's just a good and noble thing to do." "You're not familiar with my previous work, are you?"

"Sam, what happened to you to make you so cynical?" Gee, Jurgen, I wonder what could have possibly happened.

Oh so the water tower counts as vegetable oil because Momma did something to it

Pfft we can replace Satan's microphone with a corndog

Omg they jumped off the building to avoid Max

Oh, they're fine, and the oil is in the giant puddle.

I'm thankful to Featherly for giving us an egg but I'd have preferred not to watch him lay it. Granted it was just in a cartoon way but he still made weird noises

Also TRANS FEATHERLY 2021

"I desperately wanted to see that, sir. Ask him if he'll lay another one."

Oh hey, the Flaming Max heads helped heat up the giant desoto corndog

Since I'm playing this in 2021 the Maimtron's song references are super dated, which defeats Superball's efforts

Oooh! A unique opening sequence???

Oh this music is jazzy af

Sam really doesn't like the Max spores

Sam how do you already know what Max's insides look like???

"Even when he's not a collasal monster Max's food comas can last for weeks."

Ok we wake Max up with the coffee beans, right?

Yup!

The gi Max spore is so sad he doesn't get to come 😢

"But I'm a horrible monster!"

"I suppose Max's brain always looks like a living room?" "Well, Max is host to all kinds of weird parasites, and he likes to he a good host!" WHAT

No really, this brings up so many questions about lagomorphs. Are they some kind of Symbiote or something?

And a previous episode confirmed Max is amphibious

Max has tumors!!!

It shocked Sam!

"Eugh! Get away fake Max!" "Do you find my warmth... alarming, Sam?"

"What do nightmares taste like, anyway?" "Pepsi"

Max wants to be author 💗

He also writes fanfiction about Flint 🤣

I'd unironically read his books.

Tina Belcher voice: Friend fiction

Max has an experimental fusion jazz band???

"He just killed a great white shark--"

Max being completely unable to describe a woman is very gay of him. Good for him.

Max's brain teleported everyone to different parts of the body.

Found Sybil in the gym/legs

The brain is broadcasting Sam's thoughts???

Sam couldn't think of a joke for the medicine balls :(

"Wow Max is looking pretty buff. Would it be too weird if I asked him to turn around?"

Sam! Stop thinking bad things about Sybil's pregnancy she can hear you you putz!

She's upset with him now

"Can you believe this guy?" "I find the entire situation to be very contrived and misogynistic." Same spore Max, same.

Sam stop being so mean omg!

"I changed Sybil, I totally get the whole parenthood thing now." "Really now?" "Tax deductions."

In Max's inventory now

Y'know, I never really thought about it as a storage house

Hit The Road reference :3

Baby roach hatched in

"Pa..papa?" "Now I am little champion, now I am!"

Max has a Maximus shrine

Sam turned into a roomba!

Aw, he named it Sam Jr 🥺

We won Sybil back through his love of Sam Jr

Found the conjoined twins

Huh, Max lost as eye. Does that mean he has a glass one, or do lagomorphs have regenerative abilities?

Pfft we have to play twister to control his arma

The brain is messing with things again

Oh, we need a roach to operate the game because of radiation

Well, let's kidnap Sal

Oh, poor Girl Stinky. She's really going through it

Aw, Sal feels bad

Sal?

Honey, are alright?

He's dying???

He's not immune to irradiation!?

Oh no, he's gone

I'm so sad 😞

Gotta pick up Sam Jr. Before I control Max

They mad Max do a magical girl pose

Ugh the narrator is back

Wait, what?

He's Max's brain??? SUPEREGO???

WHAT

"I was always ignored" Yo if my super ego was as pretentious as you I 'd ignore it too 😤

He wants to kill himself and Max???

I know Max had a self loathing complex but holy shit

The super ego is perfectly fine with destroying half the east coast what a jerk

Just noticed Sam's tie is red. Had no idea about this while drawing PI!Sam lol

We have to help Max get his memories back to use the ASTRO projector

Skunkapes has three Sam clones imprisoned

Sam had canon ocd?

Gasp Gordon???

No, it's Sammun Mak

I love him, little child tyrant

Just make him a mobile brain in a jar and let Sam and Max adopt him

Why is Grandpa here?

He isn't talking like Stinky

Too polite

Sam sees it too

He's a space gorilla

They switched brains?

Found the cloning g chamber

Let's go to Momma's first

CONE OF SHAME CONE OF SHAME CONE OF SHAME

Superball is "wracked with guilt"

"Keep it together Superball. Sam will be able to save the day. He always does."

Ok, let's go to the cloning facility

I'm still thinking about poor Sal yo

FLIIIIIINT!

He's punching space apes!

Girl Stinky really playing up the evil Mistress role

The doggleganger has a bomb on him!!!

Wait so Girl really is a mermaid??? I thought that was just her aestetic

God I love Flint

Haha we tricked Skunkape with scooby doo villain tactics

Got the robot

Her water broke... and it was pennies

Max wants to save Sybil! 😭🥺💕

Super Ego is here

Oh now he wants to save Max

The only thing here are those records

Super Ego waved goodbye

Cthulu Max is cute when he cries

Wait What?

His head is on fire!

The maimtron hit him!

He waved goodbye... and teleported away.

He exploaded!!!!

He promised he'd take Sam with him and he didn't!!!!

AAAAAAH

I thought the dead Max thing was popular angst fanon fic thingy!

We're cloning Max?

It didn't work 😭😭😭😭😭

Superball ran off crying

Oh God the credits are just Sam walking sadly what the hell

He's not even stopping to fight any crime 😢

💔💔💔

God the way he's clinging to himself

What?

The elevator???

MAAAAX

he's back???

Past Max???

He blew his Sam up???

Wait hold on I'm glad they're together again but this doesn't fix anything

There's so much trauma from this season

All the horrible things that happened during 301-304 happened in like 3 days tops, then Sam had to deal with Max being a monster for a week before watching him die!

And the new (?) Max had BLOW HIS SAM UP!!!

And they left the franchise like that for a decade????

What the hell?

I want to be happy but this shit is going to consume my brain for the next week at least what the hell

Aaaaaaah!

Like maybe they really do just brush it off but it feels unlikely

I know Max has a connection with his other selves so it'll be easier for him to adjust but certainly Sam is going to notice the discrepancies since he doesn't get the same deal

Someone told me there were multiple endings hold on

Aw, they walked off into the sunrise together

But still

AAAAAAAAH

[mistymilkweed]

Could you do a cg! 707 x regressor male reader where it's like sevens busy and his smol wants his papa's attention?

here you go!! i hope this is okay <3

...

You would be lying if you said you didn't have the time of your life yesterday. Saeyoung took you to the aquarium yesterday, you got all the stuffies you could dream of at the gift shop, and you even got to ride on his shoulders practically the entire time.

Today... wasn't as exciting. You were watching cartoons and quietly singing onto the theme song each time it played. However your Papa wouldn't join you like he always did. After the fourth episode played and you got nothing out of him, you whined and crawled up to him, poking his leg.

"Papa. Papa," you mumbled. When he wouldn't reply, you whined again. "Papaaaaa!"

"Baby boy, I'm trying to work," he said. He looked down at you for a moment, and then ruffled your hair. "Why don't you play with your toys? I got you plenty of those yesterday, didn't I?"

He didn't sound angry, but you still managed to take that to heart.

"My toys aren't fun if you aren't there." You crawled up to his lap, but he didn't stop working. "I'm bored!"

He sighed. "C'mon, sweetheart, I promise when I'm finished I'll play with you." He continued to type, but you noticed how his typing was more slowed, like he couldn't concentrate.

"And how long will that be?" you asked, crossing your arms.

In response, he brought you close to him, gently pulling your arms down. "About an hour maybe. How about you color some stuff for me? Remember that coloring book I got for you just a few days ago?"

Another whine forced its way out of your lips, but you sighed. "Okay. Have fun with your friends, Papa." You hugged him and slipped off his lap.

"I will," Saeyoung joked, looking back at his computer and groaning when you were out of earshot. He really, really wished he could spend more time with you. He hated his work, sometimes.

...

You hummed a song to yourself as you finished your last page. You managed to make six whole different pages, all of them animals. You gently and carefully tore off and then held up the one you were most proud of and imagined it must've been an hour.

"Papa! Papa, look at the hedgehog I made!" you smiled. You put it on his keyboard, making him look down at it. "Do you like it? I made it for you!"

Saeyoung grinned, holding it up. "It's so cute, Y/N! You did this? I'm so proud of you." He ruffled your hair again. "Why don't you go make another one for Papa?"

With that, you blinked. "But it's been an hour."

He sighed after looking at the time in the corner of his computer. "I guess it has. I'm not done yet, nugget. Papa's sorry."

You pouted. "But you said an hour."

"I know, honey," Saeyoung said sadly, "but I have to get this done. I promise it won't be much longer."

"You always say that, though." You, once again, climbed up on his lap. "Can't you just play with me for a tiny bit? Pleaaase? You never do anything with me anymore!"

Now Saeyoung felt guilty, despite that statement not being true at all. "Y/N..."

You gave him the sweetest look you could manage. "Papa, please? I'll give you all the drawings I made! I'll start doing the chores when you ask me to! I'll... I'll... ummm..." You couldn't think of anything else, really. "Oh! I'll share my toys with you." That'd surely make him play with you, right?

Saeyoung burst out laughing, but hugged you close.

"What's so funny?" you asked, but didn't pull away. His hugs were warm.

"Nothing, nothing," he chuckled. "You're just so cute." He kissed your forehead. "You really want me to do something with you that badly?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I?" You pulled away to look at him. He looked happy, endeared, and though he had dark circles under his eyes, he didn't look as stressed as he did earlier.

"It's nothing, baby." He chuckled, rubbing his eyes and shutting off his computer. "You don't have to do any of that for me. Maybe I'll take a few more drawings, though."

You beamed. "Does this mean you'll play with me?"

He laughed again, standing up and pulling you into his arms in the process and bouncing you gently. "Okay, okay, you got me. What should we play?"

[tornatoremarzipansoldat]

Papa Takumi and his little Lemon Princess, Bella Aldini

I wanted to draw something cute, my recent days are quite hard. This scene was on my mind for so long so it was the perfect time for making it real. ^^ About the drawing: first, I tried something NEW this time. A new, more creamy and cartoon-like coloring, a bit simplified but I always wanted to try it. It does NOT mean that I will throw away my old coloring style , just sometimes, post more simple pictures colored like this one, I hope you will find it satsfying. About Bella...hmm.. I think, I didn’t post about my future gen from my Food Wars HC. Emilia Gerbeaud (my main FW OC) and Takumi Aldini will become a couple once Emilia realizes her feelings and Takumi will be able to get himself together ^^” So...they will be married when Emilia will be 20 and Takumi 21 after they won the fight against Emilia’s father, Raphael Gerbeaud who was against their relationship since him, one of the most important person of the European culinary world, didn’t want to let his daughter to marry a “nobody” from Florence whose heritage is a simple family Trattoria.  Later, after the storm was over and Emilia and Takumi can become a family, they lives in Switzerland (in Emilia’s home) and Isami leaves in Florence to run the Trattoria Aldini. Takumi will get the head chef position in the best restaurant of Switzerland in Crissier from his father in-law, Emilia will work under her father, slowly quitting being a confectioner. They will have three children: Luca Aldini (will be born when Emilia was 21, Takumi 22) the cold genie, the next master confectioner of the family. Marino Aldini, the neglected sandwich child who takes after Isami and Emilia while the two others look so much like their father. Isabella Aldini, two years younger than Marino and three years younger than Luca, as the youngest and the one and only daughter of Takumi, it is just natural that she becomes daddy’s favourite. :3 Bella takes after her dad both in her appearance and in her nature. She is a talented chef, serious and witty but can turn into tsundere when a certain Yukihira (yes, my friends and me have a Yukihira OC for the future gen too) is around. Sounds familiar, doesn’t it? ^^” She and her dad has a difficult relationship: Takumi is clingy and overprotecting when it is about his little daughter, while Bella hates this behaviour of him. She accepts her dad’s talent but otherwise finds him annoying and cringe ^^” A little scene from my HC to explain their expression on this picture: *Takumi arrives home and notices his little daughter sitting on the couch in the livingroom. He shouts happily with his arms spread* Takumi: Mia piccola principessa, Bella!  *Bella jumps off the bed and runs away without a word* So baby Bella was born to be tsundere. :) 

[teacupfulofstarshine]

but i make these high heels work

summary: roman has something new that he wants to try out, but he’s nervous about his family’s reactions. he needn’t be; they’ve always got his back. 

(OR: a birthday fic for roman sanders, set in my moxiety dad au)

a/n: i’m jumping on @notveryglittery‘s “giving the gay everything he wants” agenda. happy birthday roman sanders!!! 

cw: anxiety, mild angst, fear of homophobia

wordcount: ~1.8k

read it on ao3!! 

Roman carefully smooths his hands over the fabric spread out across his bed. He knows that no one else is awake yet. Not even Logan, who routinely wakes up early because apparently he can run on crumbs of sleep and nothing else. Not even Dad, the earliest riser out of all of them, since he doesn’t have any pressing appointments. No one is awake but Roman. 

He’d tossed and turned all night, barely snatching a few hours. He knows he’s going to regret that later, but he also knows that there’s nothing particularly important happening today, so Papa and Dad will be more lenient if he decides to nap. So, rather than waiting until later to roll out of bed, Roman gets up a good hour before anyone else. He makes his bed - properly, this time, pulling off the excess of blankets and pillows and stuffed animals and tucking his thick quilt in. He never has the time or the willpower to make it in the mornings, but today. 

Well.

Today, he has anticipation thrumming in his chest like caught lightning, and he needs something to do with his hands. 

Roman showers, quietly. The bathroom is between his room and Logan’s, and there’s always the off chance that the water running will wake up his lightweight-sleeper brother. He holds his breath, keeping in all the melodies that usually bubble from his mouth in the shower, and is rewarded with no signs of wakefulness from his brother. 

He doesn’t bother to wash his hair, so he doesn’t have to worry about blow-drying his fluffy curls. Instead, he spritzes them with dry shampoo he stole from his Papa and combs through them with his fingers. It takes him about fifteen minutes to get them to just the right state of artfully tousled, but it still doesn’t waste nearly enough time. 

Which brings him to here, sitting cross-legged on his perfectly-made bed, staring at the fabric spread across his quilt. It’s plain, compared to what he usually wears, but he supposes that’s the trouble with borrowed clothing. Adding to all that, it’s not real clothing; it’s an old prop he’d salvaged from a box of costumes destined to be torn apart and repurposed. He kind of wishes he had the courage to ask Dad or Papa to take him to the mall to buy a proper one, but he’s never been that kind of brave. 

Roman fiddles with the hem of the skirt between his fingers. 

It’s red, at the very least, but not the proper shade of red. It’s garish and bright, like a firetruck, like a cartoon bloodstain. It comes down to about Roman’s knees, hanging in loose folds, and it’s not the most comfortable thing he’s ever worn, but he loves it. He loves the way the fabric feels when it swishes around his knees, he loves the way it flares out when he spins in circles, he loves the way it feels to smooth the fabric beneath him in a single fluid motion when he sits down. 

He’s terrified to wear it out of the comfort of his bedroom, but he figures that today, June first, the first day of pride month, is as good a day as any to come out of the closet. Roman sighs, curling his hands into loose fists on his thighs. 

His phone pings with a notification, and Roman almost falls off his bed as he scrambles forward to snatch his cell phone off his desk. He takes a moment to smile at his home screen photo before answering the message: it’s a picture of himself and Janus from last year’s pride festival. They’re wrapped in a rainbow flag like a cape, leaning their heads together and laughing. Janus has a genderqueer flag painted across his cheek, and Roman has rainbow star stickers across his nose and a rainbow bandanna tying back his hair. 

Roman thumbprints his phone open and checks his messages. It’s from Janus himself. 

[7:41 am] snoyfriend (snake boyfriend): you’re going to do wonderfully, dearest. your family loves you, and they’ll support you no matter what. and even if they don’t, i support you no matter what. i love you <3 

Roman wiggles his feet back and forth eagerly in a gleeful stim as he taps out a response. 

[7:43 am] me: thank you, snove (snake love). ily2 <3 

[7:44 am] snoyfriend (snake boyfriend): are you ever going to stop calling me snake-themed nicknames, beloved?

[7:44 am] me: sno (snake no) 

[7:46 am] snoyfriend (snake boyfriend): i hate you <3 

[7:47 am] me: i snove (snake love) you too <3 <3 

*~*~*~*~*

Someone knocks on his door around 8:45. “Ro? Are you coming down to breakfast? I’m making pridecakes!” Dad calls. Roman’s stomach growls at the thought; every year, Dad makes multiple colors of homemade pancake batter and draws pride-flag pancakes on the griddle.

“I’ll be down in a minute!” Roman says. 

“Okay, kiddo!” 

Roman takes a deep breath. He slides off his bed and shimmies out of his pajama pants. Rummaging around in his drawers, he pulls out a white t-shirt with a swooping golden outline of the Disney castle on the front. Carefully, he steps into the puddle of skirt and tugs the red fabric up over his hips. It’s not a perfect fit, but it comes down to his knees. Roman studies himself in the full-length mirror on the inside of his closet. 

“It’s going to be okay,” he sighs, reaching for the rainbow bandana on his desk. He folds it and ties it to form a headband which he uses to push his bangs off his forehead. “It’s going to be okay. Dad and Papa aren’t going to hate you. Thomas and Logan aren’t going to hate you. It’s going to be okay.” 

Roman waits until he hears Logan and Thomas go downstairs before he leaves. He picks up his phone, glances at the photo of himself and Janus one more time, and then steps into the hallway. 

He lurks on the stairs for a moment, glancing into the kitchen. Logan is sleepily gnawing on a bagel slathered with jam. Papa is pouring coffee into a row of mugs while Thomas helps Dad with the pridecakes. Roman grips his skirt tightly in his hands, watching his family, and then he steps into the kitchen. 

“Morning.” 

“Good morn - oh!” Dad whirls around, holding a spatula which he quickly foists off onto Thomas. He hurries forward, taking Roman’s shoulders, eyes scanning up and down his outfit. “That’s new! Where’d you get it?” 

“It’s an old costume skirt,” Roman says. “Is that - am I - do you -”

Dad smiles, eyes crinkling up as he leans in to kiss Roman’s forehead. “I think you look wonderful, Roman. No matter what you choose to wear.” Roman smiles, hugging his dad tightly. He feels Dad reach up and press a hand into the back of his hair, rocking them back and forth a little as they hug. 

When Dad pulls away, Roman’s eyes jump up to Thomas. He grins, flashing a thumbs up, and Roman shakily offers one back. “Nice skirt,” Papa says, wrapping an arm around Roman’s shoulders and pulling him in. Roman feels Papa press a kiss to the top of his head, and he fights to keep himself from crying. 

Roman turns, looking at the only family member who hasn’t said anything yet. Logan is still placidly chewing his bagel, watching Roman with his typical calmness. “Logan?” Roman hates the way his voice shakes a little. “Do you like it?” 

Logan swallows and sets his bagel down. He scans over Roman’s outfit with a strange critical expression and says, “No. It looks completely wrong on you.” 

Roman’s heart sinks to the bottom of his chest. Logan stands up, scanning over Roman repeatedly, frowning as he stares at the skirt. “Logan,” Dad says warningly. 

Logan keeps talking. “That is the wrong color for your skin tone. It does not compliment the tan you always achieve in the summer months. The shape is unflattering on your body type, and the material is -” Logan reaches out and rubs the material between two fingers, shuddering. “- is entirely unpleasant. This skirt is completely wrong for you.” 

Roman recognizes the glint in his brother’s eye as he examines the skirt with a critical eye. It’s the way he looks at pieces of clothing that the theater department asks him to help tailor. “You would look much nicer in a circle or handkerchief style skirt. That red is hideous, you need a darker shade. I think that dark green would also look nice on you.” 

“You . . . aren’t mad about me wearing a skirt?” 

Logan blinks at him. “To quote that Avatar show you like so much, ‘Pants are an illusion and so is death.’ Gender is a social construct and clothing should not be dependent on the genitalia you were born with. I do not care if you wish to wear a skirt or not, Roman. Why would I care?” 

“I was nervous about wearing a skirt because I thought you would judge me.” Logan takes a few steps closer, offering a small smile, and Roman feels his heart start to swell and rise like a balloon.

“I was not judging you for wearing a skirt, Roman. If you would prefer to wear a skirt, I will support you, always. I did not mean to imply otherwise. I merely meant to offer my assistance because that skirt looks uncomfortable.” 

“It really is,” Roman sighs. “I stole it from a box of outgoing props.” 

“Go put comfortable clothes on,” Logan tells him. “I am going to the fabric store with Dad later today. I will take your measurements and you can come with us to find a fabric you like. I will make you a skirt that actually fits you.” 

“You’d do that for me?!” 

“Skirts are relatively simple garments to sew, provided you get the measurements correct. I cannot promise that it will be perfect, but I will work to make sure that it is comfortable and flattering on your form.” Roman bounces eagerly. “Can I hug you?” 

Logan tilts his head, considering. “Ten seconds,” he decides, which is more than enough time. Roman pulls his brother into a hug, feeling Logan’s hand flap back and forth against his bag as he happily stims. 

“I love you, Logan,” Roman says, squeezing him tightly. Logan hums at the pressure, pushing closer to his brother before leaning backwards to signal that he’s done being hugged. Roman lets him go, settling down at the table. He can change after breakfast. 

(Two weeks later, Roman comes downstairs in a dark red circle skirt embroidered with golden stars and detailing. Logan hums, flapping and rocking happily when he sees Roman twirl around and show off the way the skirt flares around his thighs. 

“It’s perfect, it’s perfect, I love it so much!” Roman squeals. “Thank you, Logan!” 

Logan flaps even more in response.)