#anya 👀👀👀👀👀👀

[pjs-everyday]

>>>>>>>> details of these DORKS!!!! 💐💕✨

[moldypoff]

FRICK FREAK FRACK FINALLY IT’S DONE

MOUTHWASHING RELATIONSHIP CHART LET’S GO!!!

It’s a good reminder that these are my personal opinions, if you have any suggestions on how to adjust these to more accurately fit with the canon I’d be happy to listen! (I probably didn’t add nearly enough colors/emotion ties :[ )

Also I did put a butt ton of effort into the portraits so errrrrrrrrmmmmmm here u go

Because I want to see how other people interpret how relationships work in Mouthwashing I am trusting y’all with a blank template! All I ask is that ya tag me and we’re good :3

[sofiaruelle]

I'd like to think at this point yall can tell playing dress up with my fave blorbos is a love language. Lmao

[georgiapeach30513]

So everybody caught this 😂 Kevin is all of us.

[j-liz]

Comic + update!

Beckers shame…

Here’s a gender swap comic for all of you!

So a little update, I’m going to be taking some classes this spring for learning purposes, so I’m gonna be spending a lot of time working on them! I will try to post as often as I can, but it will not be as frequent for now. I will try posting regularly on ko fi so my monthly supporters can really get their moneys worth, but I totally understand if some of you would like to withdraw for now! Remember, you are way more important! A full color version of this comic will be purchasable in my store, discounts will be applicable for all monthly supporters! Not all pages are painted exactly the same, as I’m experimenting with coloring styles but I hope it’s ok for y’all! Thanks for reading!

[leisi-lilacdreams]

wip

[darkwaveho]

Vampire Nat sneak peek👀

Novacane Au

This is actually way past a sneak peek but fuck it we ball! 😜

You stumbled through the dense undergrowth, your breath ragged and shallow. The night air was thick with scent of damp earth and desperation. Each step you took sent pain shooting through your bruised body, a harsh reminder of the beating you had endured. your face swollen, bloodied and your clothes are grimy beyond repair of cleaning it. Your poor life choices have turned into a nightmare that's left you running for your life. Your only hope is to find somewhere to hide just until your body decides to cooperate with you.

As you stumble through a dirt road, the moonlight barely covered the canopy of trees above you, you don't know where you're going but you follow the eerie casts of shadows along the path. Your vision was blurring, and off and on again feeling. Your strength was weary. You felt like you were on the brink of collapsing, you got to keep moving you hear the faint voices, you don't know if they're in your head or if they were actually on your tails. a small glimmer of light through the thick darkness of trees. An old manor, the exterior majestic yet cold and dark in the distance. you don't have time to be picky, this would have to do until the morning, if you even make it. With the last of your strength, you force yourself towards the manor. This is your glimmer of hope, if you could just reach it, maybe, just maybe, you could find safety. The building is old and imposing, the stones weathered over time. would anyone still be living here? there is no sight of a vehicle or any signs of life that would possibly live in this manor but that doesn't deter you from going forward.

You reach the front steps of the manor, the cold stone against our bare foot sends a shiver through your body. your hand trembles as you raise it to knock on the massive ornate door. The effort was too much, and as your knuckles tapped against the wood, your vision darkened. Your legs gave out and you collapsed onto the pavement, unconscious.

Wanda’s keen ears picked up the sound, and she felt the need to investigate. Curiosity peaked by the rare occurrence of someone stupid enough to even travel this deep into the darkness. As she opened the door, the sight before her ws jarring. An unconscious being on the doorstep, body battered, and bruised. Wanda’s heart went to the unknown person. Without hesitation, she gently lifted you and brought you inside the manor. Her intent was to lay you on the lounge chair in the corner of the room, however those plans were cut short when she’s faced with an angry redhead. “Anya.” Wanda cannot hide her expression of surprise. She knows this is wrong, she knows there will be consequences but yet, she still can't find it in her heart to ignore the sight in front of her, the need and desperation of your lifeless being. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I-” Anya doesn’t let her finish her sentence. Anya circles around your body barely glancing at you as all of her attention and hostility is aimed at Wanda right now. “It was obviously rhetorical Wands. That is already drained, what use is it to any of us? I’m not really fond of food someone else has played with already and neither is she.” 

“Anya is right, you need to dispose of it.” Maria appears making her distaste known for the choice she just made, this isn't the first time she’s been teased or taunted for helping a human. Nursing them back to health. Wanda has a need to do good. She yearns for it after a lifetime and her past of being corrupt. She still hasn't fully recovered from it, still waking up in cold sweats at night on the rare occasion when she is able to get some sleep. Wanda stands her ground, she's not budging on this, she can't, she won't allow herself to simply let you die without at least trying to save your life. She has to try. It's in her heart, in her nature to maintain life.

“Save your ignorance for a second, she’s beaten.” Wanda seethes as she tries to assess your wounds. Anya rolls her eyes and shares a look with Maria. The two of them would rarely be on the same accord but tonight just so happens to be the night where they team up against you.  “She will not like this Wanda, it’s best to dispose of it and put it out of its misery. It’ll be dead in less than an hour tops.” Maria attempts to soften her response this time. Unlike Anya Maria does have a small soft spot for Wanda. She’s not a bitch 24 hours of the day to everyone else.

The sound of heels clicking on the floor can barely be heard from your end, everything is muffled as if you were under water. Your body is on fire, your mouth is numbing, no feeling of your own blood leaking from your mouth as you lay frozen against the cold marble floors. Your one good eye is still no use as your vision is blurred. You don’t get a good look at anything or anyone. You only see the color of black surfacing from the shadows within this room and a spec of auburn red. The loud clicks of high heels do nothing but create more tension in your brain. You close your eyes in hopes of it going away, in hopes of your body miraculously healing faster.

Meanwhile, as Natasha steps further into the room. The loud smell of iron, the damp smell of wet rain and dirt covered your entire body, she could smell you all the way from her study upstairs. Natasha looks at each person in the room with her, but she hasn’t looked directly at you, just your body. She shares a look of disgust and disdain, a million different scenarios of punishments run through her mind. Maybe, having the entire coven scrub her floors until she deemed them spotless again after seeing them in the state it's in currently. After an awkward moment of silence Natasha finally acknowledges what’s in front of her. “Is there a reason why there is a human dirtying my floors right now?”

[briefhottubcoffee]

And I am lost in the icy stillness, in the embers of your gaze

🎊🎁🎄🎅☃️🥂

I had the honor of hosting and participating in a holiday gift exchange with a few lovely, awesome, super talented people in this amazing fandom! It's now time to share everything with you! 🥳🎉

Unfortunately, not everyone has a tumblr, so in fairness, I will only share my fic here. I encourage you to check out my twitter thread (Ugh! Twitter! I know! If I could just punch one person... it'd be Elon probably.) which will include every one's postings as they share, all in one place. These lovelies took time out of their busy lives to create something so amazing for someone else, and I think that's a truly special, beautiful thing. I can't thank them enough, for participating and indulging in my idea! There is some amazing content, from fics to art to a freaking book!, that you won't want to miss! 💕

As for me, my fic is NSFW, with a few spicy scenes. Post mission and post retirement, Loid and Yor escape to a secluded cabin for a wondrous, winter getaway. ❄️🥂

I hope you enjoy! Please accept this fic as my humble thank you, to you, for your kindness, follows, comments, kudos, etc. A year ago I was simply trying to gain confidence in myself, I was going to stay anonymous and post an occasional fic, I was constantly stressed no one would read or like my stuff. Now I have made friends, I have struck up conversations with so many amazing people from all over the world, and talented folks have even created amazing art for me, or for my writings. 🥹 It has brought me such joy this year, I can't say this enough. I think of how much my life has changed this year, from this silly manga, and I am truly overwhelmed with happiness and gratitude. I hope to chat with more of you next year, as we create and consume more from SpyxFamily! Thank you! Happy Holidays! 🎁☃️🎊🫶

[lisavetbathory]

i just — watching the ferocity in which anya smacks giles on the head with that book in tabula rasa this time knocked something awake inside of my brain

new annoyance to lovers for giles has set up camp, and does the man really know how to do love any other way??

[mdshh]

Teenagers 😣

[gojonanami]

loid is truly one of those crushes that comes and goes for me

[anasanthology]

HOBIE’S LACES?!?!

Something I just noticed after seeing posts of Spider-Punk art were his blue laces

NOW IF YOU DON’T KNOW

In punk culture there used to be something called lace code (I say used to because it’s really not used much anymore), lace code was basically a way for punks to express certain things about themselves, like their beliefs for example. The different colors all mean something and blue laces—LIKE HOBIE’S—were typically associated with meaning someone killed a cop. I MAY BE REACHING, but given that one of the most important Spider-Man canon events is the death of a cop close to the Spider-Man and how much detail was put into the Spiderverse movies… I’m just saying it could be possible.

[ghostclefable]

Imagine Anya (SxF) interacting with MHA characters

Anya having playdates with Eri and being so happy that another girl her age has special powers, but pretending to be quirkless bc Papa Can't Know

Anya hearing Aizawa mentally worrying about Eri while they're playing, and hearing how little the man sleeps

Anya wondering if Aizawa is a spy like Papa bc of how he thinks about his work

Anya liking Mirio but is traumatized from first time she sees him use his quirk (his detached head or face)

Izuku fawning over Anya bc he thinks she's a quirkless kid like he was. Anya likes him but his rambling thoughts can give her a headache.

Anya asking Eri what a "Kacchan" is and Eri describing him as a pretty prince who can make popcorn with his hands. Anya misunderstands and thinks his quirk is food based, imagines him as a source of endless peanuts

Anya dreaming about pretty peanut prince Kacchan, then finally meeting him and realizing he's an angry demon who makes things explode (he wins back points when he does his popcorn trick for her and Eri)

Anya being utterly confused by Deku and Kacchan's dynamic because their thoughts and words are so contrasting

Anya meeting Shoto and actually believing he's a prince. She always asks to see him when UA students are around. His thoughts are either hilarious, traumatic, or completely silent.

Similarly, Anya thinking Momo is some kind of queen bc one time she made Anya a Bond plushie as a gift

Anya being extremely fascinated by Jiro's quirk since she can also hear things that other people can't

Anya and Eri gossiping about UA students. Anya unintentionally hearing the students' crushes or secrets and having to decide what is appropriate to talk about with Eri

Anya finding ways to purposely mess with Mineta bc she hears how uncomfortable he makes everyone, especially the girls. When he complains about her, no one believes him bc she's so nice to everyone else.

[witcherislovewitcherislife]

Anya Chalotra at the Prada fashion show in Milan! 🥰

[panda-of-the-trash]

Hiiyiyiyi completely random but i found you on a03 a while ago and was like wooaa cool fanfiction ( if i say anymore about it im not kidding i WILL write an entire essay on it. I love ts so. Much. Im being as calm as i can) and then i was like "whaaaat? Hopelessly devoted to you ask? Thats so cool!" And looked at the asker and it was YOU AND OH MY GOD WHAT???? Freaked tf out.

Rghsxbrrjrheztb36j3yb3ybbWOW YOU´RE LIKE

SO NICE??? TYSM OMG

[peanutseagle]

what do you MEAN you're out of peanuts????