#anyways!! had so much fun drawing the gang i love them all and have no favorites (august)

[softfairies]

@infamous-if ros!

wanted to do something dramatic with the lighting but gave up half way 🧍🏽‍♀️

can't wait for the update! so excited <3

[bebe-writes-stuff]

Hey lovely!! I love your work and I was wondering if you can do a baji x reader smut with like a friends to lovers where he gets jealous when one of his friends make a move on you as a joke but he can’t take it seeing y/n all happy’ with a. Anna that’s not him and can u please include where someone walks in on them at the end and he says something about how they became a couple like someone walks in and he he’s like “ can you ye out I’m trying to help my girlfriend clean up!” I LOVE YOU SO MUCHHHHH I have read so much of ur stuff BbBbdbdbbdbd

Ima be honest, I wrote this when I was high so like, idek if this makes sense

Jealous! Baji x Reader (Smut)

Annoyed by your lack of attention, he huffed and puffed, and you still didn't say anything,

"What are you even reading that you are so invested in?" He muttered glancing at your book before pouting and setting his eyes aside.

"Huh, you don't know?" You turned to him and showed him your book cover.

Romeo and Juliet

"Ew, what the hell. Who the hell even reads that in their free time." He cringed at your sappy choice of book taste.

"Shut up will you, it's for the Drama Club. It's the annual play, other schools come and parents also come. I auditioned for fun, but I got the main role, Juliet." You explained, before someone abruptly opened the empty classroom door, it was lunch time.

"Woah, Y/n, did you actually join the annual play?!" It was Chifuyu, he was breathing and seemed...flustered.

"Oh, yeah. how'd you know?" You asked, tilting your head a little worried.

"The flyers are literally being passed out everywhere, look!" He unrolled the flyer and then slammed it on one of the desks.

You took a peek before,

"Woah.."

"Huh?-"

It was you and Ryusei Satou on the cover. You had a dagger in your hand aimed high at yourself as you knelt on your dead lover's body, Ryusei was lying on the floor with poison that fell in drops from his mouth, the tragic fate of Romeo and Juliet. On the cover, you looked just so beautiful, you looked alluring. Your eyes were magnetic, drawing people in with a combination of elegance and genuine warmth. Baji understood why you would be Juliet, no one fit better, you were beautiful both in and out, gentle, graceful, oh he could go on and on about you. He never liked to admit it, he loved you too much. But why was that asshole Ryusei, Romeo, he thought angrily.

The next couple of weeks, Baji has barely seen you. So imagine how he felt when he heard that the entire time you were with Ryusei practicing for the upcoming play. Almost as if you cheated on him, not like you were dating anyway. He didn't mean to stop, he really didn't. But when he heard your voice from outside the theater room, he stopped to listen. Even your voice made him flushed and nervous. However, he froze when he peeked in and saw how Ryusei had you in his arms as he performed dramatically. You were smiling and laughing even. You looked so happy with another guy, it broke his heart. He felt like punching him, or anyone at this point. It was now after school, Chifuyu stopped by Baji's apartment to study for upcoming exams and projects. Then he asked when he noticed how Baji seemed more angry than usual.

"Are you upset that Y/n and Ryusei are gonna kiss?" he shouldn't have said that.

"WHAT, THEY KISS?!" He shouted

"Ohh, I shouldn't have said that..."

"She can't- No- UGHH CAN SHE QUIT THAT STUPID PLAY ALREADY?" Baji groaned, throwing his books to the side before slamming his head on his desk.

"This is so stupid." He pulled onto his hair. He stopped and turned to Chifuyu, who muttered something.

"You got something to say?"

"Baji, she was gonna ask you to do the auditions with her but you turned her down for the gang, Also the play is in a couple days so I think it's too late to pull out now." He repeated himself, a little anxious.

Wait, he thought, was it that one time? Shit, he does remember when he turned down your request, you looked so sad and he promised to make it up to you, which he forgot to do. Fuck.

Now, it was Chifuyu's turn to be worried because of Baji's sudden absences. He couldn't be that affecting because of a silly play, right? C'mon that's Toman's First Division Captain, he can't be acting all childish and clingy when it comes to you, right? Wrong, he was in his room walking back and forth, whining about it.

Baji stayed home the day of the play, until he got a text from Chifuyu.

-- Holy shit, there's so many people at the school dude!"

He groaned and put his phone down, obviously people came. You were too unreal, too siren-like. He heard a knock on his door, it was his mom.

"Chifuyu told me what's been going on. I'm not here to talk to you because in truth, I think you deserve it. You had a chance and you wasted it and made her wait. And you know worst of all, YOU DIDN'T EVEN MAKE IT UP TO HER, and here you are being all childish and sad about the consequences to your own actions. If I were you, I would take my ass there and make it up to her." She scolded him, maybe it sounded harsh, but it was out of love, she was sad that he was putting himself through this.

"yeah, LIKE I KNOW HOW. AT THIS POINT, just let them be." He sighed defeated,

"Don't give me that bull. You know how Kei, I know what you've been doing." She said in a smug motherly tone.

He felt his face grow hot quickly as he glanced at the copy of the play he had read.

Stupid, he thought

He heard his mother's footsteps fade as she walked away once their conversation died out. She was right, Baji knew what to do, and he was gonna make it up to you, tonight!

Backstage, you were nervous, shaking even. You were wearing a silky and fancy long nightgown. It was a scene where you are on the balcony of your room confessing your love to the hidden Romeo as he listens to your heart-filled speech. The play was nearing its end, which meant it was closing to where you had to kiss Romeo or more specifically, Ryusei. Which you found extremely awkward. You noticed Chifuyu in the crowd earlier in the play, he was waving and cheering. However, it saddened you how Baji didn't come, he probably had another important gang meeting, you thought. It was the final scene now. You were getting ready to step on stage before you heard some ruckus in the background, before you had time to figure out. The play started and you stepped onto the stage. You talked clearly and passionately, You called out to your lover, this is when Ryusei was to step out and capture you in a breathtaking kiss after some sensual words. You waited, but no one came out. You called out again, nervously.

Suddenly, from the opposing curtain, he walked out. The stage lighting made the moment feel unreal, wait am I imagining this? Why was the one that stepped out of the curtain, it was Baji, it was really Baji. You gasped before you continued with your act. it was subtle but you glanced at Chifuyu who seemed also equally confused. Finally, the play was gonna end, the last scene was a recreation of the Flyer. Romeo and Juliets end. You stabbed yourself with Romeo's dagger as you fell onto Romeo's poisoned body. The crowd roared with 'woos" and cheers as they applauded loudly. You felt hands grip your waist, Baji whispered,

"Y/n, meet me in the costume closet after this. It's important."

What the hell was going on? you thought, first, Baji is distancing himself from you, then he shows up randomly in the play you in AND KISSES YOU. and NOW, he wants to talk to you alone after the play. But if you wanted to find out, you'd have to confront him. It was later after the show now, you were in front of the costume closet, no one was back there. You took a deep breath before entering, Baji was waiting, leaning against the wall.

"Hey Baji, what's up?"

"Keisuke, My name's Keisuke."

"Ookay...Keisuke."

He hated how awkward you seemed around him, he wanted you to laugh and smile like how you were with Ryusei. He sighed as he stood up and approached you, suddenly you were pushed against one of the walls.

"Y/n, do you hate me?" He whispered, coming in closer, leaving little space between your lips.

No, quite the opposite actually, you thought, but you couldn't say that. You just looked to the side avoiding his gaze. He gritted his teeth harshly

"Look at me damnit!" He growled as he forced you to look at him directly.

"Tch, you like this don't you?" He smirked as he toyed with you. He grabbed your face, roughly and chuckled. You glanced at his lips as you both closed in on each other, your eyes locked in an electric gaze, anticipation hung in the air like a delicate melody. The world seemed to pause as your lips met, creating an intimate universe where only the soft whispers of your breaths and the tender exchange of kisses existed. His hands delicately cradled your face, and your fingers entwined in the strands of his hair. The kiss unfolded like a choreography of emotions, starting with a tender exploration and building into a passionate crescendo. Time seemed to slow down, allowing you to savor every fleeting moment of this shared intimacy. Your breath hitched as you felt Baji placing soft kisses and even nibbling on your sensitive neck. The warmth of his lips, coupled with the gentle pressure and softness of the kisses, created the obvious tension and the sense of both of your intimacy and arousal.

"Y/n, I'm gonna fuck you now." He already had his hand in your costume.

"Fuck, your this wet because of me, you're not scared of being caught, You little slut." You whimpered as you rode his fingers,

"K-keisuke, wait- I-" You tried to formulate a sentence but your moans cut you off.

"Uh, Y/n! Baji! Are you guys here?" You gasped as you put both your hands on your mouth, controlling your moans.

"Huh?! What you want, Chifuyu! Can't you see I'm helping my girlfriend change out of her costume, go now!"

Embarrassed, Chifuyu runs out, He sighed,

"You were right... Ryusei."

"Told ya." He smirked as he knew, the only way to get Baji to make a move on you was to make him a little jealous. 

[alittlebitofloveliness]

any soda headcanons?

Hi! I hope these suffice, I couldn't help but throw a little bit of Stevepop in :)

Sodapop Curtis Headcanons

-The Curtis house has a half finished basement which is where the laundry machine is, but the ceiling is FULL of spiders and spiderwebs. Both Darry and Pony are PETRIFIED of spiders, like Ponyboy is jumping from foot to foot and hyperventilating and Darry SHRIEKS when he sees one, so its always Soda’s job to de-spider the basement and he absolutely hates it (he's a little scared of them too, but not nearly as bad as his brothers)

-He has the friendship equivalent of those ‘you cheated on me in my dreams and now I’m mad at you”. One time he dreamed Steve left him stranded at the Dingo and was lowkey pissed at him the next day. Poor Steve was SO confused

-Loves both peanut butter and chocolate by themselves, but HATES when they’re combined together. Bro HATES reeses cups with a passion

-After the Curtis parents died he snuck into their room, stole his mother's half full perfume bottle and hid it in his bedside table. Sometimes before he goes to bed, when Ponyboy is busy brushing his teeth, he’ll spritz a little on his wrist because when he closes his eyes and smells her perfume he can pretend his mom is hugging him again.

-Thinks bananas are spicy (they’re not, he’s just mildly allergic but doesn’t realise it. Everyone in the gang thinks he’s making a joke every time he says it. He isn’t.)

-Him and Steve swing dance together at work sometimes when they’re working alone in the garage and his stomach flutters every time Steve dips him 

-Cannot sing to save his life and does it all the time anyway. Like, he sounds like he’s gargling with rocks, it’s actually painful. Dally has literally paid him to shut up before.

-Steve’s pet cat absolutely HATES him and Soda will always and forever be mad about it because “what did I ever do to her???”

-Can’t remember what his dad’s voice sounded like anymore. It haunts him.

-The easiest way to piss him off is to disrespect Steve in front of him. Sodapop is convinced the sun shines from his grumpy best friend’s glaring eyes, and if anyone doesn’t see that he WILL throw hands, no questions asked

-The Curtis’ have a chore jar full of little slips of paper with the really unpleasant chores they only have to do once in a while written on. Every three months they each draw two each so that way it’s fair who does what. EVERY single time Soda ends up having to clean behind the stove and he’s forever bitter about it because “it looks like a crime scene back there Dar and I know it ain’t just my fault!”

-He and Steve gave each other stick and poke tattoos once but his got SUPER infected. He would’ve had to tell Darry and probably go to the hospital if it weren’t for Evie, who luckily had some training from her tribe’s medicine woman and managed to fix him up.

-Him and Darry do rock paper scissors to decide who has to tell Ponyboy when he has a doctors appointment because Pony always gets SO mad and neither of them wanna deal with him

-Once walked in on Two-bit in an, ahem, compromising position, and hasn’t been the same since

-He used to socially drink pretty often but stopped when he realised how much drunk him really wanted to kiss Steve on the mouth

-Started drinking socially again when sober him kissed Steve on the mouth and the world didn’t end

-He draws faces on the eggs in the fridge, partially because he just finds it fun, but also because it always gets Darry to smile and shake his head fondly, and there isn’t enough that makes Darry smile these days

-Darry made him promise when he first started work full-time that he’d keep half his pay check for himself. He promised, but only ever keeps about 10% of what he makes as spending money. He’s determined to make sure neither Darry nor Ponyboy ever find out

-Wishes he was a bit more like either of his brothers, because even though he loves them more than anything, they have more in common with each other than they willl ever have with him and sometimes he feels like the odd man out in his own family, especially now his mom and dad are gone

-Had asthma as a kid but he grew out of it by the time he turned 10

[artemistorm]

Here is my late rambling analysis of the new LU update:

I love Wind's face and posture. He's just like "Challenge accepted!" Hyrule and Wild my beloveds <3

A lot of people saw this sequence and went "oh no something bad is going to happen to Epona!" but I took it to mean that Epona doesn't want to go in the dungeon and that Twilight knows that Epona will be just fine hanging out outside (tasty snack time ehehehe).

I can't put my finger on exactly what's changed about the coloring but WOW it is popping. So vibrant. I love it. Made my eyes happy.

Also I love it when Jojo draws the gang in lines like this. It makes me think that she's doing it for fun (just like when you draw your OCs in lineups a million times cuz it makes you happy), that she still loves and takes great pride in showing off her blorbos.

Also, Wild is taller than Legend (and Hyrule) >:)

I love that he spelled this out to the others. Makes so much sense. In Lord of the Rings terms, most of the other Links are like Frodo and Sam running around to secretly bring the ring to Mordor, while Warriors is like Aragorn who straight up charged the Black Gates of Mordor with an army.

It's so funny how all the other heroes automatically assumed that Warriors' Hyrule had dungeons and that he just didn't bother to go through them. XD

So this implies that A) that comic where Wild and Hyrule met the wallmaster happened recently and B) it was sometime when Wars wasn't there with them, which makes me think that the wallmaster comic happened at the same time as this comic:

And then there's this:

I can't remember where I read it but I seem to remember Jojo saying that Legend was the most likely to prank others and this is an example of that. This is a characterization that surprised me at first (I would have expected Wind or Hyrule to be more of a prankster) but if you think about Who Legend Is, it actually makes a lot of sense.

I was trying to figure out which game this skulltula is from and my conclusion is that I think it is most similar to skulltulas from OOT 3D / MM 3D. I wonder if that means that they are in or near Time's time. Either that or this is a case of monsters getting mixed up between Hyrules like we saw in the Threatening Shadows story arc.

Time is clearly very wound up still over what happened to Twilight. While all the other heroes have seemed to pretty much bounced back after that harrowing incident and are caught up in youthful optimism and the excitement of a new dungeon, Time hasn't forgotten and he wants to make sure the heroes don't forget the seriousness of their situation and their enemy. Just because the Shadow was defeated once doesn't mean that they can do it again so easily (not that it was easy before).

My writer brain immediately interpreted this as foreshadowing that they aren't going to even make it to the central chamber before the group gets involuntarily broken up (trap doors my beloved mwahaha). Of course that may not end up being the case, they may make it the central chamber without incident.

I figure that ideally the group will split into 3 groups of 3, each group having at least one older Link (Time, Wars, Twi, Sky) and one younger Link (Four, Legend Hyrule, Wild, Wind). How much you wanna bet that Time wants Twi with him in order to keep an eye on him/protect him?

Anyways, that's all I got. Bye!

[lennons-lemonade]

Sally Face Gang Redraw!

close ups under the cut!!

TODD!

he’s so lowkey baby girl, my silly. i love drawing todd, even though he’s different every time i do it.

he’s DEFINITELY more dressed up here than i think he would usually be in canon. i love Todd in his stupid hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts and sandals, BUT i also love Todd in academia styles. he got his ears pierced with Ash and i made his main color green, rather than orange. this is because he usually dressed in blue-ish greens, but it categorized as orange because of his hair.

SO! yeah!!! Todd. my baby girl. the silly with his silly glasses. his appearance is definitely different from how i often imagine him, but since this was a redraw i stuck with the similar appearance to my last piece.

SAL!

my like absolute # ONE (1) blorbo. i love him so much. he’s trans in this piece, like he is every time i draw him for fun.

I think his style varies a lot, it’s usually describable as grunge or more specifically hippie grunge. he likes layering necklaces and dying his hair blue. he and ash LOVE having spa days where they dye each others’ hair and do other self care things.

On the trans stuff,,,, i think he binds SOMETIMES. it’s like his gender expression is very fluid. it depends on what works with the outfit and how dysphoric he’s feeling.

ANYWAYS! he’s my absolute FAVE ever. sal fisher you will always be famous.

LARRY!

the boy. he soooo cute and so charming and i LOVED drawing his jacket and all of his patches.

He’s influenced by grunge and metal fashion as he listens to both types of music. I KNOW he made Lisa teach him to sew for his damn jacket. he’s DESPERATELY wants to start a band with his friends but can’t get them to commit, because they’d have to buy all the instruments and stuff. he writes a bunch of music and futzes around with sal and sal’s guitar.

For info on his patches bc you KNOW i thought hard about those: there was “WARNING: BITES”, “1312”, a red eye (for his dad), a peace sign bc he’s cool like that, a bisexual flag, a blue patch, “PROTECT TRANS KIDS”, and the loss meme. i was running out of ideas by that point and also thought it’d be hilarious.

ASH!

my like actual babygirl girl in the girl sense. she’s such a joy & i love giving her really short hair to reference her buzzcut that she had in some of her concept art.

I still can’t describe her style right, i think she experiments a lot. mall goth, biker, whimsigoth, goth, emo, punk, i think she does it all. she also likes layering necklaces and doing self care. she dyes her hair sometimes, usually a deep reddish-purple, so it doesn’t look much different to her natural color. i think i could have made her SO much cooler looking, but i didn’t give her fun makeup and her outfit isn’t as cool as it could have been. she also totally experimented with a BUNCH of really cool hair styles before she started growing it back out.

[milezperprower]

RAGAMASTER GANG DESIGNS/CONCEPTS!!! [UP TO DATE!!!]

zoob's is more of a rough concept, but its definetly getting close to what i imagine them to be! i referenced things like old vintage circus wind-up toys and mix-and-match toys for them! one thing i noticed in particular is that the colors on the vintage toys tended to be mainly bold primary colors with maybe some licks of green here and there, so i tried to keep that in mind while applying zooble's colors!

i also imagine that like stated before in the previous posts, the materials of their body parts are similar to the ones found in vintage toys, such as wood, tin, rubber, and hell even some springs. i imagine their head and body is made out of chipped/ worn wood, their limbs out of either rubber or springs (tin for the claw), and their wings to based on foam with stiff fake feathers, like the ones on angel ornaments!

i imagine their wings are probably more of a pain and a dead weight on zooble's back rather to be of actual use, however they CAN move them! i think they're probably too cumbersome and heavy to fly with, but tbh drawing them flying is kinda fun LOL.

the deer antler on the left side of their head is made out of birch bark, while the goat's horn is made of stone!

and yes, they DO have a functional wind up, but i have a feeling that nobody really touches because they KNOW zooble would flay them alive if they DARED to LMAO.

anyways, hopefully yall like this infodump as much as i had writing it!

id love to touch on the others but im a bit burned out after typing all that, so just take their descriptions for what you will for now

[fallenclan]

so!! starting off to say Moon 263 [part 2] might be one of my favorite fallenclan updates ever. here are some more specific thoughts because i have A Lot

the first panel with the "not actually chosen" ones chatting is so nice. the colors for this update are so tasty and really have a mystical vibe, but i especially like this first panel with the mushrooms. also, the textboxes look so neat overlapping. i like how wolfbite is quieter and not saying much while feathersight is speaking the most. it can be inferred that he's explaining about how starclan/the glowcave usually works with darkstone and honeysong occasionally adding on, and at the end wolfbite is just like "all right guys, i get it."

the way the starclan cats are drawn is so cool... the "fading" effect that makes them look all watery, as if bits and pieces of them are drifting away?? incredible. i love it! i also really like how the stc textboxes are a different shade. it's just a neat detail. the star effects surrounding them is so pretty also. i just love how you draw the starclan cats in general, they look so magical. i like how away from the glowcave, their colors bleed past the lines, but at the glowcave they appear more solid, as if they're stronger there. i just,, i love it

the cameos! omg. i literally never thought i would see nick again but here we are. i'm a big fan of all the appearances!!

silverbelly is adorable. i love how excited feathersight is to see her. also, when she first appears, i like the detail of darkstone sweating. despite being a medicine cat, he's literally never seen a fully formed starclan cat before. he's nervous!! wolfbite looks shocked but i feel like this is more about the idea of her being "special" rather than seeing silverbelly tbh. she's like "damn i guess i actually am plot relevant."

salmonskip... i was so happy to see her... she's such a goober. nick's "we all had our own cats we hoped would come" was such a fun line as well for its thought provoking effect. i feel like it's a nod to how there were so many different "fourth cat" theories in the discord server but i could be wrong. we all had our ideas! now i'm super curious as to who nick was rooting for... and also who each of the previous leaders wanted (should i send another ask with my theories on who specific starclan cats wanted to be the fourth cat?)

big fan of the "you weren't actually chosen, you chose yourself" yada yada. wonderful! i love choosing your own destiny narratives. i'm sure nothing bad will happen to our little feline heroes

sleepycloud :(

"you sound different than i thought you would" - honeysong, had me in shambles. honeysong is older than lionsong was when he died... he looks so young here

poppyfeather made me laugh. i love the "not that this isn't heartwarming..." that i read in a 100% sarcastic tone. she is not in the mood for happy reunions!! she has a dictator to depose, guys. time to see her vengeful trait come into effect...

the ending! darkstone and honeysong look so envigorated whereas feathersight looks exhausted and wolfbite... looks ready to "do what has to be done." i love how happy she was to see sandsnap, and then how her happiness is buried once the poppyfeather and cherrystar step in with their plan, as if seeing sandsnap only strengthened her desire for revenge.

i had a dream after this post where the squad was about to confront ravenstar and he was all like "you thought i didn't know about your little schemes? cute." and his little gang rolled up (sleepydawn, flamefall, levi, patchback, etc.). i don't remember much else of what happened but i woke up like " oh no . . . the little guys are in danger . . . " anyway this segues into my prediction that there will be at least one death as a direct consequence of their attempt to depose ravenstar.

-🐉 (giggling and swinging my feet)

as always dragon... you literally never miss

i'm so glad you picked up on the textbox thing, you basically got it in one!!! feathersight and honeysong explaining helpfully, darkstone chiming in with his little snips and jokes, wolfbite talking less because she's got somewhat of a listening role there etc

IT WAS SO FUN TO DRAW THEM LIKE THAT... the white lines made it kind of difficult to see the white cats (looking at you sleepycloud) but otherwise. so fun. your assumption is correct, they're more solid there than they are as ghosts, and then in Starclan they arent wispy at all, just faintly glowing with those white lines (though they're so fun to draw like this i might have to just draw the ghosts like this always. idk)

cameos!! Nick was a special request from my sibling that I agreed with wholeheartedly. he was so silly

"damn I guess I actually am plot relevant" LMAO

yup it was a nod to all the guesses!! if i had infinite time and energy i would have put in more starclan cats as nods to specific guesses (Canarywish aka the greatest red herring I ever fished comes to mind), but alas. and you KNOW id love to hear all your thoughts fuck yes!!! (I didn't have anyone in particular in mind for Nick, but if I had to choose I'd say he was hoping for Snailpetal as well, she's his only surviving descendant)

i'm sure nothing will happen ! nothing bad at all!

sleepycloud :( indeed. i will let slip that i've got some plans as far as the sleepydawn situation but that's all i'll say about that for now

SHES ALMOST TWICE THE AGE HE WAS WHEN HE DIED... i always forget how young Lionsong was. not even 30 moons :(

i love Poppyfeather she is ALL business. "listen you guys can come back to the glow cave literally any time after we kill ravenstar's bitch ass can we get on with it pls"

YES EXACTLY!! Honeysong and Darkstone are the Young Optimistic ones, Feathersight is very cautiously optimistic but has seen a lot of shit and is more realistic about the odds they're facing, Wolfbite is in Get Shit Done mode. she's locked in. her thirst for blood has died down a bit upon seeing her dad and now it is HER job to save her clan. weight of the world on this poor girl's shoulders

i'm sure there will be no consequences. dont worry

[miraculouslbcnreactions]

Sorry if you've already talked about this but I just found your blog and I have a question. I basically stopped watching the show and Gang of Secrets but I'd like to know your thoughts on how the show handles secret identities?

Personally I really like secret identites as a trope and the way you can use it to make different character dynamics, and I feel like the show underutilizes it at best and at worst seem actively annoyed by the constraint they gave themselves.

Like this is somehow a show where when Alya and Nino found out each other's identities, it directly contributed to them each getting taken out in Heroes' Day, and when Marianne got Akumatized she instantly spilled the Guardian's existence, and both time the two leads have had identity reveals it lead to a world-destroying catastrophe, and yet half the fandom and seemingly the writers act like it's at most and inconvenience?

Let me know if I'm off or seasons 4 and later do anything to contradict me but it was one of my issues at least and I felt like there were so many fun things they could have done with the set up. Sorry again if this is too long/rambly or whatever lol

Long asks are fine! Heavens knows I tend to make long posts. It's why I use the queue instead of just posting things as I get them.

Anyway, secret identities and identity shenanigans are the things that brought me to this show. They're nothing new in superhero setups, but most shows in this genre have the identity stuff as more of a fun bonus element than the main focus. The idea of a show that was more centered around these concepts via a romance plot sounded like a blast!

It has not been a blast.

The main problem with the identity stuff is that the show's guiding rule seems to be maintaining the secret identities at all cost because a reveal means no more love square and, at this point, it's pretty clear that thy're going to drag the love square out until the bitter end. This means that they actively avoid anything which puts them into a position to push a reveal. The problem with that is that the love square isn't some cute running gag that has no real impact on the plot. The love square is the show's main focus, so you cannot treat it the way you normally treat an identity shenanigans setup.

To give an example for contrast, the show Phineas and Ferb has a running gag involving the titular characters' pet platypus Perry. Unbeknownst to the boys, Perry is a secret agent who saves the world on a regular basis while his "owners" remain oblivious to the fact that Perry is anything more than a normal pet platypus. It's a good running gag because there's no reason why the boys need to find out Perry's secret. There is no overarching plot that's in limbo until this moment happens. It's just a silly thing that could be completely removed from the show without any major impacts.

Consider the difference between that and the love square. You remove the love square and you have a wildly different show because the love square isn't a gag, it's a plot and plots need to progress to feel meaningful. Marinette and Adrien should be growing closer on at least one side of the masks and they should be doing so in a way that makes it feel like the reveal is drawing ever closer.

For example, the fact that they're now dating should be a source of tension. The last time these two dated someone, they both ended up single due to the lies that come with a secret identity. But while Lukanette and Adrigami both lasted a few weeks at most, Adrienette got a whole season without a single identity-based conflict because acknowledging the identity conflict means progress on the reveal and we can't have that because the reveal is apparently being saved for the end of the show.

We don't even get much in the way of developing their relationship because letting them grow closer in a meaningful way means knowing more about each other which, once again, means that a reveal becomes inevitable. This is probably why we got the Derision retcon where Marinette suddenly couldn't talk to Adrien while dating him. No talking means no growing meaningfully closer means no reveal.

It's incredibly frustrating because reveal plots simply aren't structured to be long running plots. This is why most identity shenanigans media either focuses on the reveal and ends up relatively short (ex: the movie You Got Mail) or does the running gag thing where the identity stuff is a source of comedy, but the actual plot is something else that would technically work perfectly fine even if you removed the identity hi-jinx (ex: the anime Spy X Family).

When it comes to the love square, my preference is to take the first option and make it resolve within the first few seasons, but if we must draw it out until the show's end, then I would make all of the following changes to turn the square from a serious plot to more of a running gag:

Do NOT let Chat Noir confess. Instead, make it that he's always setting up romantic dates or confessions for Ladybug that end up stopped because of an akuma or fans or whatever. This would make Marinette's ongoing failures feel more balanced as they're both doing the same thing. It would also turn the confession into more of a comedy element instead of a dramatic one.

Focus more on plot elements unrelated to the love square, distracting the audience from the romance with shinny subplots like a Lila take down.

Don't have the secret identities be a source of conflict. Have Chat Noir totally uninterested in a reveal.

Have Hawkmoth be someone other than Gabriel. The less serious the show's basic setup, the less serious audiences will expect it to be

Of course, all of those are pretty massive changes to the show's basic setup, which is why I say they should have just let the reveal happen. Then they could have actually let all sorts of fun moments happen as we build to the reveal because it's no longer a thing that they writers have to avoid. As someone who has written multiple stories with a reveal, the fun really is planning it all out so that the tension and/or the comedy builds and builds to a dramatic crescendo where everything feels oh so satisfying.

When you live in fear of the reveal and awkwardly shoehorn things in, you get boring things like Gabriel's identity being leaked from a random play, Marinette's crush being revealed by freaking Andre, and Nino's identity reveal leading to nothing interesting because it can't because then we'd be drawing closer to a love square reveal and, well, you know the drill. It's also why you get messed up crappy episodes like Chat Blanc and Ephemeral. Episodes that are just there to prove that the reveal is a bad thing you shouldn't want!

There actually is solid logic as to why a reveal might not be the best move, but we don't even get to see that discussed. Chat Noir just pushes for a reveal because love while Ladybug stays focused on risk mitigation and it's so boring because a good show would let them have an honest discussion of the risks verses the rewards to help drive the conflict leading towards a reveal as a lot of the rewards are only realized if these two already know each other, which is a great tension build! But we can't build tension like that because then you'd be letting them have actual team dynamics where they talk about things and talking about things means bonding which means a build up to reveal and I think you know the drill by now...

This was a bit of a ramble, but hopefully it addressed your question! This is a broad topic that has a lot of ground to cover, so feel free to clarify if you wanted my thoughts on something else. I love identity reveals, so I am happy to babble about them. There's nothing more satisfying then setting up a good one, even if it takes tens of thousands of words to make it hit just right!

[sabrinascribbles]

how would zooble and gangles opposites react to eachother and/or the gang?

Buckle up bc this is a long one.

Well I was thinking that since zooble kind of has a “idgaf” approach to the adventures and just does whatever they can to just get out of there I feel like their opposite would be “G.A.F”. The best example I can give is when you were in school and there was always that one person who was a bit too competitive and really cared about whatever sport the class was playing that day; and then you have the other kid who didn’t care and was always like “bro chill it’s just a game”. That’s basically the dynamic I had in mind 😅

As for Gangle, we all know that a lot of the time she’s not the most confident character and is a bit “fragile”. Especially from how quickly her emotions can change whenever her mask breaks (which is almost all the time). We also know that as nice as she can be, she’s also a bit of a doormat. Gangle’s opposite does NOT let people walk all over her and would actually be happy to be the one inciting the violence. Kinda like how she was in the Spudsy’s episode but a bit more sinister. Basically, opposite!Gangle would mop the floor with our Gangle lol.

(Not sure if I understood your question correctly but I’m assuming you also wanted to know how the rest of the gang would react to themselves/ what makes them different)

Kinger imo is pretty aloof and goofy. Bit of a nut job. Opposite!Kinger is not. The best way to sum them up is geeked vs. locked in. Opp!Kinger would probably bring up his wife just to mess with kinger.

Pomni’s character was a bit interesting the more I thought about it. To me she always seems nervous, or anxious. At times she can get pretty serious and remind the audience that she is not a child and in fact an adult with how she handles certain situations. One thing for certain is that she’s understanding and can care for others once she gets to know them. Opposite!Pomni is a bit more childish, confident, brash, and very “jester-like” in the sense that she always tries to tease people or make fun of them.

Jax *sigh* Jax is…such a character. He was actually the first character I realllyyyyy wanted to get right. Like he was the inspiration for the drawing (along with ragatha). I originally wanted to make him genuinely terrifying and sinister. Kinda like uncanny valley- ‘There’s something. Wrong. With. Jax, but what?’ Then I thought ‘well if I’m doing their opposites wouldn’t it make sense to just make Opp!Jax really nice but secretly also kind of a jerk?’. Since our Jax is really much of a jerk but has his moments where his “mask” slips and isn’t such a bad guy all the time? So that’s what I did. Instead of being mean to Ragatha, he’s got a bit of that 1920’s gentlemanly charm to him. And since he IS Jax (in a way) he’s aware of his thoughts, fears, memories, etc, and uses them to his advantage. In this case, in my comic I wanted to reference the part when Ragatha was high on the stupid sauce and told Jax that she “hated him”. Opp!Jax knows this and tells Jax that because of how much of an asshole he is, that’s why Ragatha doesn’t like him. This causes Jax to REALLY hate his opposite and think that his opposite is an idiot and that it’s better to not care about anyone and be hated than to care and be loved. (Jax secretly cares but he tries to shut it down to prevent himself from getting hurt). Jax probably think that none of anything matters and they’re all probably gonna abstract anyway so better to not get too attached right? (Wrong)

Also since I’m a bunnydoll enjoyer I thought it would be fun to have Jax be jealous of a new rabbit trying to rizz up Ragatha. The two of them wouldn’t have been together at this point in time but them both have slight hidden feeling towards each other.

Which leads me to the star of my prediction for ep.5: Ragatha! We know she’s a people pleaser and is always doing the “nice” thing to get people to like her. But she would absolutely HATE that there’s a whole team of her friends that actively don’t give a damn about her, except for one bunny. The one bunny who she thought was the only one that hated her. It’s no surprise that Rags would be flustered by the flirtatious opposite of Jax. She’s literally never seen that side of him acting like that towards HER? If she imagined hard enough maybe she could just take this jax with her and then she’d finally have an entire cast of characters that like her! But that’s obviously wrong on so many levels especially since the actual Jax is right there.

But yeah Rags would def try to be friends with her opposite at first but quickly realize that her opposite is a mean girl who is very sure of herself and loves to bully the hell out of everyone. I guess you can say Opp!Ragatha is the “Jax” of her crew and will use anyone and anything to her advantage. Very much an opportunist. In a way, Ragatha would envy how assertive and in command Opp!Rags can be. Also, Jax would def be intrigued by another Ragatha who doesn’t take anyone’s shit and actually does what’s best for herself?

Anyway the two ragdolls would definitely bicker at some point. Leading Opp!Ragatha to mention something about how she should just ‘let it all out anyway’ since her true colors showed while working at spudsy’s. Ragatha would question what she meant and Opp!Rags would probably make fun of her (since she has her memories) and mock her behavior of when she was high. Specifically, reciting the part where Ragatha said she hated Jax. This info would hit Ragatha like a truck and make her connect the dots about why she found Gangles sketchpad with a drawing of ONLY pomni, gangle, zooble and not including her (This is canon btw, you can find the sketchpad in ep.4). THIS would explain why Jax has been more standoffish with her than usual. This would cause her to spiral, and then lose it as Opp!Ragatha continues to whisper lies into her ear making her think that none of her “friends” truly like her.

Ragatha would be driven to the point of anger about Opp!Ragatha and her “confident” and “better than her at everything” attitude, that she snaps and m*rders Opp!Ragatha (like best the crap outta her, rip out her stuffing/guts kinda deal). Realizing what she’d done, she would feel horrible but Jax would be shocked. This would eventually lead to Ragatha later feeling even more miserable and thinking of everything she’s said and done up until this point. Jax realizing what she must be going through reluctantly tries to talk with her to provide some sort of comfort. They would talk things out and their relationship would progress slowly but surely from there!

Can you tell I want there to be a fanfic of this so bad. Like if this were canon…OH MY DAYS the field day I’ll have with that would be crazy.

Anyway, sorry for the super long response to your question. I hope I answered it correctly 😭

[shy-nightmare]

Kitty and the Twisted Toon Gang

Good morning, guys! 🌄

OH MY GOD!!! I MISS YOU GUYS SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭😭😭!!!! I am so, so sorry for being MIA for over two weeks now. Things have been so chaotic, and there was so much to do in such little time, I can’t believe it 😫 Thank you all for sticking around even though things were crazy, and I hope you guys are doing all right, because I have another drawing I’d like to share with you 🥰😊🥰

@weaselnerd, @lastofautumn, and @trashogram A.K.A. @mantisandthemoondragon, I’m tagging you guys because 1. I miss you, and 2. I wanna help cheer you up 🤗❤🤗. @spookiifi and @marinerainbow, I’m tagging you too because I miss you as well 🤗🤗🤗

This gift drawing is for @thatnerdgirl7 A.K.A. @just-kit-ink 🎁. Kit, thank you so, so much for giving me permission to draw Kitty! 😁😁😁 She was so much fun 🤩😍🤩! I sincerely apologize for taking so long to complete your gift, I’ve been so exhaustingly busy 😔. I thought I’d get some time over the weekends to work on the drawing, but once again, I spoke too soon. Like – OK, I’m making a new New Year’s resolution: the next time I work on a drawing, especially if it’s a gift for a friend, I won’t speak too soon on when I’ll finish it. I gotta stop jinxing my schedule, it’s getting out of control 🤦‍♀️

Anyway, I’m adding a little drabble of her interacting with the twins and their pack. Hope you all enjoy! 😁

P.S. Hey, Kit, while I was editing the drabble, I was re-reading your cartoon roleplays (I love them, by the way 😍) and I mentioned Huckleberry ACE Academy. If that's not the college Kitty goes to, just let me know and I'll fix it! 😁

Kitty Hawkins belongs to @thatnerdgirl7 A.K.A. @just-kit-ink

Poppy O’Hare and Shiny Weasel belong to @marinerainbow (they’re mentioned in this drabble 😊)

The Twisted Toon Gang belongs to me

~

It’s been a while since Kitty played cards.

With her double life as a college student and her “job”, it’s hard to find some downtime and enjoy a good game of blackjack. Or poker. She always had a good head on her shoulders when it comes to cards, but she had to admit, her new opponents certainly gave her a run for her money.

In a game where bluffing is everything, it’s hard not to be transparent. You can tell that Adam’s got an ace up his sleeve as he took his sweet time calculating his next move before attacking within a blink of an eye, leaving no survivors in the field. Tom, on the other hand, was a breed apart. His face was a total blank, but his tactics were just as swift and brutal.

Soon, it was his turn. He observed the deck before him, then furrowed his brows. “Hmm…” he hummed, rubbing his chin. “Well, shit. All I got is…”

He slammed his cards down. “A full house!”

“What?! No!” Adam exclaimed, gobsmacked at the younger horror Toon’s victory.

“Again?” Kitty laughed, rubbing her temple as she accepted defeat with grace. Damn, these guys are tough.

“Goddammit!”

“See, I just whooped your ass twice, son!” Tom cackled, laughing at Adam’s glower. Then, he extended his hand. “Pay up.”

The vulpine growled but begrudgingly handed his leader the money while muttering a few curses. “Can’t believe I’m losing my own score two times in a row.”

“Now, now. Don’t be a sore loser, Slick.” The Rubberhose wolf halfie lightly chastised, shaking his head amusedly. “Hawkins here has more dignity than that.”

“At least she’s not gloating, you cocky little prick.” Adam grinned half-humorously.

“Well, you’re both pretty good card players, I’ll give you that.” the spunky ravenette admitted, still chucking at the boys’ banter.

“It’s all about skill and experience, Hawkins,” Tom returned her compliment, nodding. He flexed three new cards in his hand, “You gotta be willing to lose with grace, unlike Old Man Foxy here.”

Adam flipped him the bird in response, but there was no real malice in his smile.

Kitty chuckled again before glancing between the two. For a group of “Twisted Toons”, they seem like a decent bunch. Now, Kitty learned pretty early on that despite what Toons were originally created for, to serve as entertainment and nothing more, she wasn’t naïve. She knew better than to judge a book by its cover. Toons are far stronger, smarter and more capable than most humans think. She should know, because she’s working for a boogle of them.

When you have enough of being mistreated and kicked around by the world, you tend to…snap.

But still, it has to make you wonder, what’s so scary about these guys that they’re considered “twisted”?

Her train of thoughts hit the brakes when Tom called to her. “Hey, Hawkins.”

“Yeah?”

“Here you go. A gift,” he placed the money Adam gave him in her hand. Wait, did he just give her money?

“Uh, thanks?” she raised a brow, “But why’d you give me this?”

The gunslinger and the technician shared a brief, albeit meaningful glance before Tom answered, “Well, you see, Hawkins,” he began, and Kitty knew right away that this little gift exchange didn’t come without purpose. “There’s a reason why we invited you here. After we met and started hanging out together, we knew that you are special. See, most humans we’ve dealt with have been nothing but douchebags, psychos and assholes who treated Toonkind like dogshit. We’ve seen the ugly truths of humanity in our line of work, but not you. You’re better.”

Kitty’s eyes went wide. She was speechless. Has…has she passed a test or something?

As if he could hear her thoughts, Adam answered her. “You’ve proven yourself. You take Toons�� rights seriously. You care about our livelihoods, and you ain’t afraid of standing up for what’s right no matter who’s in charge. A truly ally of Toons.”

If Kitty was made of stone, she wouldn’t cry. If her heart was made from iron, it wouldn’t melt. She was made from neither of those things. Her heart swelled with immense joy and gratitude but also shattered from the thought of these two horror Toons and whoever they’re close to going through so much pain. If things are already tough for Toons here in L.A., just how bad are they in Chicago?

Tom cleared his throat, clearing trying to not appear sentimental. “And now, today is your biggest and final test.”

Oh boy, this is serious, Kitty realized, her shoulders tense and her posture straight. What’s the final test? Another heart-to-heart? More intel on Toon cases? Or…did they need her help with a case of their own?

“Katherine Hawkins, Defender of Toons,” Tom stood up from his chair, and immediately Kitty and Adam followed suite. The leader stood tall and vigilant, unmoving as he gave out her final task while taking her hand holding the money.

Finally, he spoke. “You get to go shopping today.”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“Uh, what?” Kitty asked, dumbfounded. Her mind was a total blank, as if her brain slipped out like an egg rolling off a frying pan. Shopping? Her final test is to go shopping?

“My final test is shopping?”

“Yes,” Tom nodded. He was actually serious. “And take our sisters with you.”

The Defender blinked, even more dumbfounded. “Sisters?”

A knock came at the door.

“I’ll get it,” Adam said, setting the deck down before walking up to the door. Kitty heard the door open and Adam greet the newcomers, “Hey, there’s my little princess! Did you sleep well, Candy Girl?”

“There better be a good reason why you woke me up to come here,” a tired, groggy childlike voice accented with Irish descent grumbled.

��Awe, come on, pipsqueak,” Adam chuckled teasingly, “You missin’ your beauty sleep already—OW!”

“Thanks, Twyla.”

Kitty blinked, surprised. Is that a little girl she’s hearing?

Adam returned to the lobby, followed by two Toon girls. One was indeed a child, and the other was exactly Kitty’s own age. Like Tom, but also younger.

It was the child who got Kitty’s attention first. And she had to be the cutest mouse she had ever seen in her entire life! She had to be either eleven or twelve, but she was small enough to be seven. Her fur was a soft tan, warming the curves of her large mouse-like ears to the tip of her long tail, and her head was a cloud of soft, fluffy pink cotton candy for hair. Although she had no whiskers, her cute little pink nose twitched from the different scents of wood and cardstock and tiny little buck teeth poked out from her lips while she laughed at the fox’s current misery. Her eyes were wide saucers of sky-blue youth and wonder, kissed by girlish lashes that fluttered like the wings of a delicate butterfly.

She also seemed to be fond of fairies, given her fashion choice. The petite pinkette wore a grunge green long-sleeve top decorated with a soft golden butterfly fairy skull aesthetic over dark turquoise pants with matching sneakers, and she wore crystal blue fairy wing earrings embedded with two white pearls. Her ears twitched with every sound they detected as she curiously looked around the room, clearly not understanding why she was here.

Kitty knows she doesn’t judge Toons, but there’s no way this kid is a horror Toon. In her defense, she’s just too freaking cute!

And finally, Kitty noticed the older girl, another Toon wolf, standing close to the child, almost protectively. She stood just shy of six feet, but her striking presence made her appear even taller. And she was quite enchanting, to be honest. Her hair was as black as an inky, starless night sky with waves above her midriff like the wings of a hovering raven, and wily wistful bangs veiled her left eye like the curved blade of a karambit knife. Ghostly pale gray fur warmed her body, an eerie contrast to her dark midnight shroud. On top of her head were two massive wolflike ears, one of them notched and pierced by a single silver hoop earring.

Her face was soft and angelic, framed like an adorable heart with a small touch of fluff kissing her cheeks and she had a cute black puppy nose. She also had dark, delicate lips as soft as petals probably hiding fangs as sharp and fearsome as her onyx-painted claws, and her body was carved with svelte, sylphlike curves many women would kill for. But it was her eyes that caught Kitty’s attention the most. The younger ravenette’s eyes large, doe-like eyes were two pie-cut orbs painted in bewitching shades of amethyst and midnight, glittering like starlight. Behind her, a long, enormous tail nearly twice her size loomed around like a moving shadow, covered in soft, thick layers of inky fur.

Her Gothic clothing matched her strange, unusual persona; she wore a long-sleeved vampiric off-the-shoulder top sewn in rich, dark blackberry velvet and styled with a sweetheart neckline displaying her femineity over form-fitting black jeans adorned with a belt holding a silver crescent moon buckle. The shoes she wore brought a heightened sense of asskickery; Cesare Paciottis, the only brand of shoes in the world that are made with gorgeous blades for heels. This chick was wearing blades for heels. Kitty made a mental note to steer clear if someone got on her bad side. And to add a final touch of jewelry, she wore a glimmering silver crescent moon necklace perfectly sat on her decolletage, completing her eccentric ensemble.

Tom’s footsteps snapped Kitty back to her consciousness, and he too walked over to greet the girls. He lightly ruffled the mouse girl’s head and hugged her companion, “Thanks for coming here on such short notice.” He thanked them, “We know that this is a little out of the blue, but trust me, we have a good reason for bringing you two here.”

“So, what’s up?” the pinkette asked, walking a few steps closer to the Goth horror Toon whose tail lightly coiled around her feet.

The leader cleared his throat, “Girls, we’d like you too—”

“YOU’RE GOING SHOPPING!” Adam exclaimed, and both Tom and Kitty nearly went deaf from the loud volume of the technician’s booming shout. Judging by the gunslinger wolf’s face, he totally did that on purpose.

“WE ARE?!” the preteen’s face brightened into a wide, beaming smile. And damn, if that didn’t make the Californian sleuth want to coo, she doesn’t know what would. The kid squealed and jumped in the older girl’s arms, wrapping her tiny arms around her shoulders in a tight hug. “You hear that, sis?! We’re going shopping!”

She chuckled, “Yeah, guess it’s a Shopping Saturday, after all.”

Kitty blinked again. There was something about the Gothic ravenette’s voice that captured her attention more than her appearance. Something...enthralling. If words would describe her voice, it would be like hearing a rare, unheard of but unforgettable lullaby that only spirits and witches would sing in the dead of night. Like Tom, her accent was one of Chicago grit, but while his was rough and gravelly, hers was soft and silky.

Tom cleared his throat a second time, exaggeratingly louder. “Yes, but that’s not the only reason why you’re here,” he states, not hesitating to give the older male Twisted Toon a glare which he only grinned back in return. He rolled his eyes, shaking his head before stating, “Girls, we called you in today because there’s someone we want you to meet.”

The two males cleared the path, revealing the Defender of Toons herself. Both perplexed, the girls slowly exchanged a confused glance before facing the human, then their brothers. “Who’s this?” Twyla asked, carefully putting the child down while giving Kitty a brief once-over.

Kitty knew what that look meant, one she completely understood. She’s not giving me bad vibes, but why did they call us in to meet her?

Tom seemed to read her mind and answered her question. “Girls, we’d like you to meet Kitty Hawkins, the Defender of Toons. She’s a student at Huckleberry Academy, and she’s an outstanding advocate for Toons’ rights while learning about animation.” He chuckled, “She even took a few cases of her own, and she knows this part of town like the back of her hand. She’ll be accompanying you on your little Girl’s Trip today.”

Then, he turned to Kitty. “Hawkins, these are our little sisters. Cotton-Candy Cheddar here is Echo, the baby of the family. She may be young, but she’s our little psychic who’s been a huge help in some of our cases.” He snickered, “If you buy her Tinkerbell merch, she’ll never leave you alone.”

“Hey!” Echo pouted, her face morphing into a cute little frown that made Kitty’s heart soar. WHY IS SHE SO CUTE?!?!?!

“I’m not obsessed with Tinkerbell, I just love fairies, OK?” she crossed her arms, sassily sticking her tongue out.

Oh my gosh, I’m going to cry, the junior detective thought. She couldn’t handle anymore of this intense cuteness, she just can’t.

Tom laughed, then addressed the taller dark-haired girl with a genuine, warm smile. “And this is my twin sister, Twisted Twyla. She’s a little shy, but she’s very sweet once you get to know her. Also, she…”

His words trailed off as Kitty returned her attention to the amethyst-eyed horror Toon, Twyla. This time, she gave her the once-over. Wait, this is Twyla? The badass biker chick who drove Poppy home and wasn’t allowed to leave hers and Shiny’s house for the rest of the afternoon? The adorable spooky cinnamon roll who won over Shiny’s shielded heart without even lifting a finger?

The more Kitty inspected her, the more she remembered. She did recall Poppy mentioning something about “Twyla and Shiny having so much in common”, and it wasn’t until Kitty noticed Twyla’s hair and tail did she completely remember what it was. Halfie Toons. From what Shiny told her, hybrid Toons or “halfies” as they’re called, are Toons naturally born between two different Toon species, whether one parent is a cartoon human or animal. It was rare, though not uncommon, for two different Toons to fall in love and raise halfie children.

But it was still in fact, rare. Hell, their popularity is literally twenty percent. Unfortunately, that’s due to the brutal mistreatment these poor kids suffer with growing up. Bullying, harassment, even violent hate-crimes, everything Toons face on a regular basis…but worse. Much worse. And all because their parents, who chose love over society, are too different from each other.

And Shiny is a halfie, too. Half-weasel, half-honey badger. So that would mean that Twyla is half-wolf…and half-mink. Kitty glanced at Tom, then realization dawned upon her.

Oh, she thought, he’s a halfie too. They’re fraternal twins. Makes perfect sense.

“Well, Hawkins?”

Kitty snapped back to the present once more and faced Tom. He and Adam both appeared content and laid-back in their postures, but their gazes were solid, unwavering. “You up for a fun day with the girls?” the leader asked, arms crossed.

She knew what he was really asking. Can you do this, Hawkins? Can you make sure they come back to us alive?

It felt like the weight of the entire universe was on her shoulders. This wasn’t just about having fun and bonding with two horror Toon girls who are just simply too precious for this world, but about keeping them safe while in a new state miles away Tom and Adam spent months trying to find, a place to call home.

This was her final test. And this one she could not fail.

Kitty made up her mind, then walked over to the duo. She gently held Echo with one hand and wrapped another around Twyla’s shoulders.

“Can I keep them?” she asked the guys, giving them her best puppy eyes.

“WHAT?!”

“HAWKINS, WHAT THE FU—”

~

And that concludes it! No one is safe from the power of cuteness. Not Shiny, and most certainly not Kitty 🤣 The only question is, who should be next 👀?

Hope you guys enjoy this silly overdue drabble of mine! 😁😊😁    

[cowboyfromh3ll]

God, I LOVE your writing! And I was afraid of sending a request but here I am. 😊 I was thinking a lot about John x Reader, but the reader being a bounty hunter who could have been in love with him (he's in love too) for some time and makes excuses to "go after his bounty" very often.

Nobody

(John Marston x Fem!Reader Fluff)

Hi guys I finally uploaded again teehee

Warnings: none

There was a loneliness so great within you that you could see it within the slow movements of the sun traveling across the sky, in the way the shadows warped and curved in following the sun's path, in the way a clock's hands ticked. An estranged family and being forced to live on your own led you to a new season of loneliness that you could not move on from. You waited patiently for someone or something to take your hand, and lead you into the next phase. But maturing came with the realization that no one would come to save you, so you'd have to fend for yourself.

In many ways, bounty hunting fulfilled you. Financially speaking, it provided you with just enough to get by, but not enough where you could settle down and live comfortably without a care in the world. Bounty hunting also allowed you interesting interactions. You'd occasionally have one on one conversations with the people you were turning in, able to see glimpses into the type of people they were and what type of lives they led besides what was foretold on the bounty posters. It also made you feel less lonely; the intimate nature of some of these conversations made you feel as though you were talking to an old friend you ran into in the middle of the market and wanted to catch up. But as soon as the town approaches on the horizon, your bubble was burst; a reminder that you were in fact turning in a dangerous criminal, and not your old pal who you got into bad sorts with.

You supposed going after John so often was worth it for the thrill alone. He was a conniving little weasel who always found himself getting out of arrest or being turned in. When you saw the $400 bounty on his head, you knew this was someone to go after, though you never did expect to have so much fun.

For one, he put up a fight. They all usually did, but he was so crass and petulant: there was something slightly amusing about the way he squirmed and cried out whenever you lassoed him, the way he grunted and tried to fight back whenever you hog tied him and tightened the rope just enough to keep him teetering on the edge of discomfort. You got a sadistic pleasure out of subduing the man, and you could never consider yourself too disappointed whenever he managed to escape; it always meant you could try and capture him again another time.

It got to the point where you made things too easy for him. You wouldn't run as fast or spur your horse on. You fumbled with knots and didn't draw them nearly tight enough. You indulged in idle chit chat that had nothing to do with your objective to turn him in, which he would use against you to distract you and get away. Surprisingly enough, he actually entertained your meaningless chatter. And you learned quite a deal about him through it.

Outlaw on the run. Rides with a gang. Lives life by no rules. Could he be any more enticing? The fact he had a son with another woman didn't scare you off either. As far as you knew they ended on amicable terms so you supposed you weren't crossing any lines. It's not like you were actively pursuing him anyway.

Well, in a way you were. One could consider seeking him out repeatedly with no real intentions of turning him in to be active pursuit.

On one particular instance of your pursuit, he had finally inquired on your persistence for capturing him.

"Christ woman, I don't know why you keep coming after me. You clearly don't get anything out of it." He continued to thrash and fight back like some deer that'd been caught and was trying to fight off its attackers. His bouts of aggression came in intervals, convulsing like a fish out of water until you finally straddled his back.

"There's a thrill in the chase. Especially when it's such a big fish." You continued to fiddle with ropes, pretending as if you had never tied a knot in your life. "It's also kinda hilarious how I keep catching you."

"Yeah well, you never can quite turn me in at the end of the day." He sneered, smirking to himself in self satisfaction. You scoffed and tied his wrists, pulling on the ropes a painful amount and tying the knot fully.

"Have you ever considered I let you go?" You rebuked.

"Have you ever considered I let you catch me?"

John reveled in your disbelief, taking your silent scoff as a sign that he had won this battle. Suddenly he was turned over by you; you straddling his hips while he lay on the dirt road beneath you. If anyone rode by he couldn't begin to imagine what they would think was going on. Especially in public.

"You keep up that smart mouth and I might actually turn you in this time." You threatened. But it was empty, it held no weight, and you both knew it.

"So you admit you only come after me to see me and not actually turn me in?" He teased.

"I never said that."

"Well, I'm sure there's a ton of other bounties you could spend your time going after instead of wasting your time coming after me for no reason. You must either be really bored, or desperate to see me."

John's comment made you want to pistol whip him, but it also made you want to kiss him. To drop to your knees next to him and bow your head and profess just how much you really liked him. Part of you hoped he also enjoyed your little adventures just as much as you did. That he also looked forward to seeing you every few days and counted down the hours until he felt the snagging texture of your lasso against his skin that was still recovering from the rope burn be gained only days ago.

"You're right, I could. But none of em are quite as entertaining as you are." You stood up from John, towering over him and blocking out the sun from his view. He was afforded a better view of your face, and his sarcastic demeanor melted into one of endearment.

"There's other ways to reach me, woman. But hey, I don't mind playing rough." You rolled your eyes at him, gently kicking his ribs as a warning.

"You're a bold man, John Marston." You chided, squatting down to begin to try and carry him. John was used to the sequence of events, so he stiffened his body to try and help you during the awkward phase of attempting to lug him over your shoulder. Once you did, he put on the same act as damsel in distress.

"You gonna actually turn me in this time?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"I'll see how I feel on the way there."

You were so good at being alone, dealing with the loneliness, until you came after John again, and you were aching all over again.

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Nobody - Mitski

[multi-lefaiye]

the eden linnaeus powerpoint

we did it, gang, we climbed this whole mountain.

inspired by @vacantgodling, here are the slides for my eden linnaeus powerpoint <3 because i love him.

i had a lot of fun making this, so i hope y'all enjoy <33

tagging the Eden Fanclub/people i think would be interested in this: @anexor @skitzo-kero @vacantgodling @invaderskoodge @paradoxspir1t

@drawnecromancy @astral-runic @void-botanist @vampiresdrinkfruitjuice @chaieyestea

slide transcriptions under the cut!

SLIDE 1:

A Guide to Eden Linnaeus

Or: I’m kind of unhinged about this purple boy. And now you will be, too!

by @/multi-lefaiye, your local purple tief enthusiast.

[Image ID: A heroforge model of my character Eden Linnaeus, a purple-skinned tiefling with white hair, a van dyke beard, and black horns. He is shown from the chest up, smirking as he looks to the right. End ID]

SLIDE 2:

Who is Eden?

Eden Linnaeus is the character I play in my fiance’s D&D campaign “Into Darkness We March,” which has been going since 2022.

The basic premise of the campaign is that a group of characters from vastly different time periods have all been revived in modern day, and they’re looking to put a stop to a terrible curse slowly rotting their world from the inside out.

Also, all of these characters fucked up big time in life and were struck with the curse, too! :D

The curse is based on the concept of the seven deadly sins, so each character has an associated Sin. I’ll get into that more shortly.

Anyway, even though Eden was originally made for this campaign, I’ve become so attached to him that I’m keeping him as an OC outside of it as well.

Something about a purple demon boy can just be so personal

SLIDE 3:

Eden Linnaeus is the son of a famous necromancer and a powerful cleric. However, his father, Abdiel, abandoned the family when Eden was very young, leaving him to care for himself, his younger brother, and his dying mother, despite being only a child at the time.

As he grew older, Eden came to deeply resent his father, the rejection and abandonment leaving him feeling worthless and lost. And after his mother’s death, he silently vowed that he would get revenge, that he would punish his father for leaving him behind. He would prove to everyone, especially that deadbeat sack of shit, that he’s not worthless. In fact, he’s the best. And he won’t rest until Abdiel lost everything.

This ambition drove Eden for many years, leading him to become an accomplished and respected magic user. However, it also destroyed him slowly, leading to him pushing away everyone who still cared about him until he was completely alone. Which was fine by Eden--who cared if everyone abandoned him? He’d prove them wrong, too. Fuck them.

But in the end, Eden never had the chance to really prove himself. When he was 28 years old, shortly after finishing his phD, he died in his lab, alone and forgotten by history.

Then, just over 600 years later, Eden came back… and he’s not wasting this second chance.

SLIDE 4:

Basics - 1

Name: Dr. Eden Linnaeus

Yes, he has a fantasy PhD.

Nicknames / Aliases: Ivaebhin (Kader only), Ed (Michael only), Jericho Ferebey (rarely)

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Eden is trans, as a note. He’s got that autistic tboy swag.

Orientation: Gay

Class: Artificer / Warlock

Sin: Pride

Eden’s sin is pretty self-explanatory. For much of his life, he’s been motivated by an intense, all-consuming need to be the best in every situation, better than everyone around him. Even if it destroys him.

[Image ID: A drawing of my OC Eden, shown from the waist up and facing the right. Eden is holding both hands up and smiling at a ball of magic floating above them, depicted as purple with a gold outline and a smiling face in the center. He's wearing a red jacket with a popped collar, a golden necklace, a black t-shirt, and a pair of red fingerless gloves. The background behind him is dark purple with gold accents, and his name is written across the bottom of the image.]

SLIDE 5:

Basics - 2

Species: Tiefling

Languages Spoken: Infernal (native), Common (fluent), Elvish (fluent), Sylvan (proficient)

The version of Elvish that Eden knows is rather archaic compared to modern Elvish, but he still understands modern Elvish decently.

Education: He has a fantasy PhD in alchemy, lmao.

Deepest Fears: Fire, extreme body horror, his body or mind deteriorating, being overshadowed by his father.

Fun fact: Eden can’t stand the smell of cooking meat for the same reason he’s afraid of fire :D

[Image ID: A drawing of Eden sleeping on the floor, with straighter hair than usual and without his facial hair. His eyes are closed and he's resting his head on his arms. The whole drawing is tinted a light purple. End ID]

Outdated art, but still cute!! This is from before I settled on his horn design and decided how curly his hair should be. And before I gave him facial hair.

SLIDE 6:

Appearance

Purple skin, with patches of scales on his face, shoulders, and hips

Curly white hair that grows past his shoulders, usually in a ponytail, and a van dyke beard

Black horns, with a crack in the left one

5’3” (approx 160.02 cm)

Multiple ear piercings and an eyebrow piercing

Various scars, most notably on his arms and face

Details on next slide :3c

Right hand slowly turning dark grey

Little spikes on his tail, especially at the base and near the tip

Usually wears a lot of red and black

[Image ID: A fullbody drawing of my OC Eden Linnaeus, squatting and facing slightly left. Eden is wearing a dark shirt under a red jacket, dark pants, red fingerless gloves, and knee-high boots. He has a small smile on his face, and his tail is curled slightly around him. The background is dark purple, with a yellow gradient starting from the center. End ID]

SLIDE 7:

Notable Scars

A black handprint on his right side.

This scar is from the time his father almost killed him during a magical duel when he was 19.

Jagged scratches across his face.

From the creature that killed him, lashing out and slashing his face in fear.

Long scratches along his arms.

How he actually died :(

A crack in his right horn, and a ring of scar tissue on his tail.

These are from the same event so they go together. Eden cut these parts of him off for a ritual, but they grew back immediately when the ritual was complete, leaving just the scars behind.

[Image Description: A drawing of my OC Eden Linnaeus,, shown shirtless from the waist up with one arm raised and his hand resting on the back of his neck. He wears a red and gold compression bra and black slacks, and he has multiple gold piercings. Notably, he has a black mark on his right side shaped like a handprint, his right hand is covered in a dark mark, and he has scars on his arms and face. The background is a block of dark purple with gold accents and a gold question mark next to Eden. End ID]

SLIDE 8:

Personality

Eden is a very stubborn, egotistical jackass much of the time. He’s better than everyone around him and not shy about telling them that.

… However, under that, he is incredibly, deeply insecure. Eden believes wholeheartedly that he has no inherent worth as a person, and people won’t stay with him if he’s not The Best.

He cares so so deeply about those close to him, but he struggles to accept that they might care about him, too.

Very logical, very low empathy. Articulate and intelligent.

Extremely passionate and excitable, loves to learn and share information.

Lowkey highly self-sacrificing.

[Image ID: A drawing of my OC Eden Linnaeus, shown from the chest up with a tired, disgusted expression on his face. His hair is pulled back into a ponytail and he's holding a cigarette in one hand. End ID]

SLIDE 9:

Key Relationships - 1

Dr. Abdiel Linnaeus is Eden’s father, who left when Eden was only six years old. For most of his life, Eden has been haunted by the shadow his father left behind, fueling a burning resentment for the man who abandoned him. Before his death, Eden dedicated his life to destroying Abdiel’s legacy, desperate to punish the man who hurt him, and also to prove that they have nothing in common.

As much as Eden hates to admit it, he and Abdiel are very similar. Two sides of the same coin, one might say, with very similar sins weighing on them.

Eden wants to destroy Abdiel only a little more than, on his worst days, he wants to destroy himself.

Hannah Linnaeus is Eden’s mother, who died when he was twelve years old. He remembers her very fondly, so much so that he puts her on a pedestal in his mind. Though Hannah tried her best to be a good mother, she ultimately failed to protect Eden, too, and left him deeply, deeply broken and hurt. Many of his insecurities stem from Hannah, and how she compared him to Abdiel at nearly every turn in an attempt to convince him to forgive his father.

Hannah loved Abdiel, even though he left her, until the day she died. And for that, more than anything else, Abdiel deserves to burn, as far as Eden is concerned.

SLIDE 10:

Michael Linnaeus is Eden’s younger brother, who Eden had to raise almost entirely alone, despite only being a child himself. For most of their lives, Eden and Michael were extremely close, and Eden has always been very protective of his brother.

This made it hurt all the more when, as an adult, Michael decided to forgive and reconnect with Abdiel. Eden couldn’t understand why Michael would forgive the man who’d abandoned them, and this sparked a long, drawn-out falling out between the brothers.

By the time Eden died, he and Michael had stopped speaking entirely.

Kader Al-Masri is Eden’s childhood best friend and first romantic love. The two met as young children and became fast friends, and as Eden’s family fell to pieces, Kader’s family stepped in to help out and take care of the Linnaeus brothers. And as Eden and Kader got older, they developed romantic feelings for each other, and they started dating as teenagers.

In the end, they broke up before they left for university, because neither of them wanted to try long distance, but they always thought they might try again someday.

Eden always thought they’d get married someday. But, things don’t always work out that way. Kader found someone else, and his friendship with Eden fell apart when Eden reacted badly to the news.

SLIDE 11:

Family Tree

[Image ID: A simple depiction of my character Eden's family tree, from his grandparents to himself and his brother. On his mother's side, his grandparents are listed as 'Mg. Ansel Ferebey' and 'Jeriah Ferebey.' On his father's side, his grandparents are listed as 'Noa Linnaeus' and 'Sylaris.' His mother is listed as 'Hannah Linnaeus' and his father is listed as 'Dr. Abdiel Linnaeus.' Finally, he and his brother are listed as 'Dr. Eden Linnaeus' and 'Michael Linnaeus' respectively.]

Michael went on to marry and have children of his own as an adult, but Eden never met any of his nieces and nephews, so I didn’t wanna list them here.

SLIDE 12:

"Mini Eden," AKA Eddie

Eddie gets his own slide, because I love him so much.

Baby boy. Baby. Baby bastard.

Eddie is a homunculus, an artificial being created from part of Eden’s soul.

He also has all of Eden’s personality traits turned up to an 11, for better and for worse.

He’s rude, loud, and whiny, but he’s deeply protective of Eden. In many ways, Eddie is basically his son, not that Eden would admit that.

About the size of a gerbil. Soft and warm and furry.

[Image ID: A drawing of my character Eddie, a small, bat-like creature with purple fur and a lighter underbelly. He has a mop of curly gold hair and yellow eyes, as well as darker horns. Eddie is wearing a red vest and his hair is pulled back into a ponytail. He has a vaguely humanoid face and is smirking as he glances to the right.]

SLIDE 13:

Magic Color-Coding:

As a fun treat for myself, Eden’s different spells are color-coded based on the source of the magic powering them. When he uses these spells, they manifest in these colors.

Innate Tiefling Spells: These spells come from Eden’s demonic heritage on both sides of his family tree. Many of them are associated with fire in some way, and as such, these spells manifest in shades of red and orange.

Artificer Spells: Eden’s artificer spells are those he learned growing up or during his time at university, and he knows them inside and out. They don’t feel magical to him anymore, often manifesting as silver or a very light grey.

Warlock Spells: His warlock spells, meanwhile, are an unknown, terrifying new power granted to him by a being whose motives he’s uncertain of. He’s still learning them, and on some level they frighten him deeply. As such, these spells manifest as a very dark purple, almost black.

Cleric Spell: All of the characters in this campaign, regardless of class, have one cleric spell, gifted to them by the goddess Phara. These spells in some way reflect the character’s true souls and intentions. Eden’s cleric spell, Shield of Faith, manifests in gold, with touches of blue to represent the goddess’s influence.

[Additional Details: The color names mentioned in the above text are the colors mentioned.]

SLIDE 14:

Associations

Animal: Lion

Color: Gold

Zodiac: Leo

Flower: Laurel

Tarot: Knight of Wands

Song: Faust, Midas, & Myself - Switchfoot

Misc. Associations for Symbolism: Kintsugi, the sun, Icarus, stars

[Image ID: Two screenshots of Eden as he appears in my save of Baldur's Gate 3. In the left one, he is shown with longer hair that's shaved on one side, his eyes closed as he smiles. He has silver piercings. He's wearing black and red armor and has a gold staff strapped to his back. In the right one, he's shown with different piercings and shorter, spikier hair, his eyes glowing green. Here, he wears leather armor, and he has a black staff strapped to his back. End ID]

Two different screencaps of Eden in BG3--one with short hair, one with long hair. Unfortunately both with wayyy straighter hair than he should have, but none of the curlier options feel like him either, so this is as close as I could get.

He’s such a model to me.

[thewandererh]

💜💙❤️finally designing some jashlings for myself…after a full year of knowing chonny…

⚠️TW // GOREY CONCEPTS, BLOOD, NOOSE/RED ROPE IMAGERY, DESCRIPTIONS OF AGONY

i have pages of designs for the three that i doodled in my school sketchbook, and honestly i can’t pick one so i’m using ✨all of them✨. switching em out yknow?? maybe i accidentally created a bunch of aus instead of characters(??) because they all have loops that happen in different ways, or maybe they *are* the same but in different loops—the chonny paradox. anyways uhm some fellas to mention: nerd mind, merve (<3), deltarune soul, roe, toy-style soul, tadc mind (half an accident), a rabid heart, simon mind, an awesome enby soul…heart with heart-eye glasses but then disruptivevoid reblogged someone’s cute render of the same idea— (honestly, lmao)

the gangs all here !!

but anyways I want to show off one design of soul in particular that has become an extremely fast favorite between me and my fellow rain-jash friend Sluggx!! it’s kinda gorey so i don’t know how to censor it :[, but the image is small so scroll past if the warnings above irk you. but uh. say hi to Dyadracide—a word i coined that means “to kill the duo”

me and my friend sluggx are going FERAL for him,,

ft roe and corona 🔱👑☀️

had the idea of designing a buttload of minds a bit ago, then recently this week i decided the same for soul. doodled him at school, then showed him to my friend via whiteboardfox :]. i draw Dyadra semi different now than there, but all his design is the same. rope neck that coils up inside his body when not in use, oversized pointy teeth (went monochromatik style with human teeth originally but nah), frizzly uhkempt hair, and a trident through his head. he’s always bleeding from the roof of his mouth, whether the trident is retracted into his skull or not. i love him so much😭💛. he has a full body and even a cute little gut but that’s kept for later for now. consider this a teaser of my inner workings :monk_devious:

ive been drawing him *SOOo* muchhh aaugha…can’t wait to show you when i can :]. building a batch of art for a tumblr post that i’ll dump later today maybe. get ready for some fun and gore galore~ (its not too gorey, just the trident-through-head-hes-always-choking-on-his-own-blood concept in full force. yummy ideas have to be explored huhu)

and off i go to have a late brunch. i always write these when i have something else to do lmao. *bites into omelette*

[frozenpeazz]

NIGHTMARES

Pairing- Daniel Larusso x f!reader

Warning- angst? Not sure, crying, panic attack, fluff, mentions of bullying and injuries

Y/n was staying over at her boyfriend Daniels tonight, and its a good thing she was or who else would've been there to calm him from his nightmare about Johnny Lawrence and his gang.

It was about 2am, you and Daniel were sound asleep in his bed somehow facing away from eachother despite falling asleep in each others arms. You were peacefully dreaming about whatever you want. However, Daniel on the other hand. He was not peacefully dreaming the poor boy. He was having a nightmare about getting beat up by Johnny and his gang again except 10x worse and he had to watch them beat you up to. His body began to sweat as he tries to wake up. Suddenly Danny wakes up and bolts to sit up right. Body shaking, muscles tense and his breathe quickening to the point where he is getting little to no oxygen into his lungs. He tries to call your name but he cant. He's to weak. Tears begin to prick his eyes as he musters the strength to push you hoping you wake up.

You grumble. "Mm.. Danny go back to bed.." you tried closing your half awake eyes but they instantly open back up at the sound of your boyfriends sob. You sit up and whip round to face Daniel.

"Danny!" You panic as you stare at your boyfriend crying, shaking and barely breathing he cant even make eye contact with you. Your on the spot and you try to think of something to calm him down. When suddenly it hits you.

"Daniel.. Daniel look at me." His eyes flicker up to meet yours. You reach out and gently take his hand.

"Danny. I want you to breathe with me ok? Just copy my breathing. In.... And out." You repeat this process whilst drawing shapes in his hand softly with your fingers. As he begins to slowly regain his breathe, its not quite normal yet but getting closer you ask him a question.

"Danny, can i hug you?" You didn't want to launch yourself onto him and startle him. He nods slightly still not able to fully speak. You climb into his lap and wrap your arms around his neck your hand making its way to his hair as you begin to play with it. "Its okay Danny.. im here. I'm never going to leave. Okay? I love you so much Danny, you know that hm?"

"I-i love you t-to.." he whispers out as his arms wrap around your stomach hugging you tightly. You feel his breathe return to normal and his tears soak through your top. You use your nails to draw shapes on his back as his body begins to relax.

"You want to talk about it?" You ask gently separating you two slightly and tilting his chin up to look at you.

"I-its dum'.." he looks embarrassed as he averts his gaze from your captivating eyes.

"Oh Danny.. its not dumb. Not if your this worried by it. You dont got to tell me but just know, im all ears. I'll never judge you my pretty boy." You wipe the tears off his cheeks as you kiss his head gently.

"i had a-a nightmare. About.." he stops.

"Take you time Danny." You didn't want him to feel like he was obliged to tell you if he didn't want to.

"J-johnny an' the boys. They was beating me up, but it hurt more than usual.. a-an' they made me watch you g-get beat.. i felt so useless. I couldn't p-protect you.."

"Oh baby boy.. your not useless. Your the most kind, loving, thoughtful and good looking guy in the whole~ universe. That stupid prick Johnny is just jealous of you. Your looks, your personality you in general. And dont you worry your pretty little head about protecting me, i got myself covered." You kiss away the tears from his cheeks and he smiles at you.

"Why'd you pick me over Johnny anyway?.."

"Simple, your kind, you think before you act, your not stuck up, your not obsessed with your ex, you don't hurt people for fun and! You just look wayyy hotter!" You giggle slightly as his cheeks light up at your compliments. "You calmed down now pretty boy?" You tease. He nods, his cheeks getting brighter at the nickname.

"Thanks for helping me pretty girl."

"Anything for you." You smile as you lay with your boyfriend on top of you as your eyelids begin to get heavy again. ".. love you Danny."

"I love you to Y/n, my gorgeous girl." You smile before falling asleep.

[star-fandoms]

The demons took hold of me again

The "demons" being Sally Face... SIGH!! I was OBSESSED with this game in late middle school early high school, and now I'm back baby. Crazy what seeing fanart will do. ANYWAYS!! time to introduce my babeyyyyy

Here are "refs" cause i know these don't exactly count, but eh, i dont like drawing feet/shoes! ANYWAYS!! Slight Sal redesign, I'll probably end up putting him in whatever emo ass fit honestly. Anyways I love cute fashion sooooo obvs had to make my girl cute asf. It's kind of a gap moe moment with her cause my girl has seen the horrors(like literally ANY other of my ocs honestly)

QUICK NOTE ON SAL'S REDESIGN!! The original design is fine, I'm not "fixing" the design or anything, it was simply for fun, I wanted to see him in more emo fashion and thought it fit and looked good! The necklace he's wearing is actually a locket! I can see him having a little picture of all his friends close to his heart(SOBBING ONE SEC) I might also put Sal in gothic and scene outfits eventually as well, I actually thought about giving him scene coontails on the two little front sections!

TRANSCRIPT

Not a super organized outfit, but they don't care, they like their outfit

Emo ass outfits

Prob graphic design tee, I just didn't want to draw it.

Literally will never grow again, wears platforms tho(Note: With platforms on, she's 5'3)

More organized fashion, honestly wears a lot of different styles(Note: usually seen in cute, comfy clothes, but also can wear emo outfits, clowncore, really anything honestly, she likes a lot of different styles!)

Her name is Jellie, not really, but she doesn't really remember her name. The gang picked it out for her(in which they simply asked her what she likes and she said "jellyfish" and they went "okay, Jellie for short" and she's sported the name since) She doesn't live in Addison apartments, but she lives close by enough to walk and occasionally would sleep in Larry's treehouse when she got kicked out(which eventually they offer her a place to stay when that happens)

She's known of Sal since the first day of school for him after moving, and the rest of the cast(Larry, Todd, Ashley, and Travis(and some other Sally Face oc's of mine that are still in the works)) for even longer, however she never had the courage to really talk to them. She doesn't know how to make friends or talk to people and instantly assumes that she'll just be a burden and annoy them and that they'll all hate her. She's also a stickler for rules and is horrified of being late or doing anything to get in trouble, she states that "she'll never get to college and that the teachers will tell her to kill herself" if she's late for even a minute. She's usually pretty stoic or straight up freaking out and muttering self deprecating thoughts.

TW: SELF HARM SCARS!! (not realistic)GORE!!

HERES SOME EXTRA INFO ABOUT JELLIE!!(based off of the doodles)

She cuts, a LOT!! She literally hates herself so much and does a lot of harmful things to her body. She just goes in when she cuts, she doesn't think about placement or how deep she goes, as long as she bleeds and feels pain(please don't cut and get help in you can if you struggle with suicidal thoughts)

She really REALLY like horror and doesn't react much when she watches scary stuff. Not that it existed at the time, but she could handle those 50/50 challenges EASILY!! Girl watches a lot of true crime and goes digging for shit, she straight up just looks up images of dead people(she realizes how fucked up this is in the future)

Literally awful at smiling, you can TELL she has not smiled in a bit. She could be genuinely happy and still would not be able to smile normally. It also hurts her because she doesn't use her face muscles often(hardly spoke for years, only eats dinner, doesn't smile) It is something that gets better in the future, but the cries whenever she laughs!

The way she stares at people creeps them out, she's often bullied for it(amongst a shit ton of other things) She does NOT realize she does this or that it's creepy, she continues to do this even in the future LOL!! Also she's not mad, this is just how she stares at people

If she gets forced to live another life, she wants to be reborn as a Jellyfish. She really, REALLY loves the ocean and aquatic animals!

She has hallucinations and visions(like how Sal has visions) however, she cannot tell the difference between the two. It's easy to tell from an outside perspective when she has visions though because she gets nosebleeds every time and occasionally passes out(the passing out gets worse the older she gets and the more frequent the visions become) She refuses to tell her friends though because she's so happy she finally has friends and is worried that they will be weirded out by them

Finally! Just some art i did of 16 year old Sal and Jellie, it took forever and my hand and wrist are sore(i've just been drawing and writing nonstop for the past week anyways so oh well LOL, the carpal tunnel bouta go CRAZY! Cant wait to get another ganglion cyst) but it was worth it, they are worth it. Anyways! The scenario was that Jellie was hiding from her bullies(idk some random ass background ocs i made for SF) however Sal wasn't expecting Jellie to hide behind him, much less wrap her arms around him. Erm ^^ they cute or whatever

[spmcomic]

What made you wanna create your comic?

to be honest, it was a combination of things!

the reason i made the first scene is because it had been a long time since i worked on an art piece, and i wanted to spend a school break creating designs for blumiere and timpani and draw a short comic with the two of them interacting. i already had everything i needed with memory 1, so i drew a few drafts of the characters, a few one- or two-panel sketches of the pair and the father character, a few thumbnails, and then put together the three-page scene.

one of my friends commented on the post on deviantart and said "great work, can't wait for the next one!" at which point i said "oh this was just a one-off, i'm not going to draw more."

we can see where that got me.

by next week, i had a notebook full of doodles, concepts for the rest of the gang, more interactions, and little plot lines. some of the mini comics were five pages long and covered the characters discussing their relationships, their backstories… stuff that looks very different in the final comic.

i guess i just ended up having a lot to say! a month later, i had a basic plot outline- a list of questions and their answers. three months later (during arc 3-ish), i had the first draft of a complete script with all the moments i wanted to include, and i committed to pursuing that plot line. six months later (during arc 4), i had an idea that i REALLY needed to share, and i rewrote all of my notes and put all of my ideas in a defined order with a set number of scenes (about 300) to make sure i could take every step necessary to get there.

i'm excited to draw every scene along the way. every page has something i love in it. this comic is a joy to create and i want to show you guys what i've been thinking about. it's been with me through a lot of rough patches in my life. it's my favorite thing that i've made, and even after six and a half years i still feel really good about the direction we're going to go in. i have a complete third draft of the script with about 276 scenes and i'm happy with it.

i found other fan works i've read over the years very inspiring… i think two major fics that found their way into my work were blue sky (portal 2) (webcomic here!!) and handplates (undertale). when i read that stuff, i think to myself "i want to make something that good and satisfying, i want to make more things like this." so i work my hardest to make stories like those.

anyway, if you got this far, thank you for hearing me out. i'm glad that the comic has resonated with a few people. your kind comments and interesting and fun questions help keep me going when i get discouraged. i know my story doesn't have much shipping in it or anything, but i wanted to tell this exact story with these exact characters and that's what i'm gonna do. i'm grateful to have anyone along for the ride, and i'm so happy that i've gotten to meet everyone i've met, and make friends along the way.