#bc mountains are actually *really* fun to draw!

[astrodances]

Scrooge blushed a bit and frowned, clearly embarrassed by his overreaction. He nodded and looked towards the path to Dawson. “Ready to leave?” She stared at his profile and tried not to be amazed by the way the sunlight glowed around him every time he stood outside. “...yeah.”

The King of the Klondike in a different light ☀️

Second of three Klondike drawings for @lettheladylead's running in circles, this moment coming from chapter 7 and from Goldie's POV. More lighting fun in the sun because I got hooked on that line! XD (Seriously, I learned a lot with this one, so thank you for the inspiration!)

Tomorrow: more glowy action. That's all I'll say. 😏

[fuqnia]

Hi!! Happy new year!! First of all, I want to say that I REALLY REALLY love your story on ao3 (Most Wanted) it's just *aggressive chef kiss* soso good!!!

Now, I wanted to request some fluff with Eric Cartman (aged up ofc). The situation would be that he likes the reader (gn) but he doesn't know how to act or what to do bc he's never felt like that before. So, when he decides to confess and the reader tells him that he likes him too he's like "are u sure? But, really really sure?" So confused lmao. And finally, when the first kiss happens he's like "ew gross... Do it again." Idk something like that.

It's okay if you don't want to do this request!! Have a good day and remember to rest and drink water <3

Gross... Do It Again

☆ eric cartman x reader insert

☆ A/N | happy new years!! ahh thank you so much for your lovely words!! this request was so fun to write, i love writing for cartman, he's toooo funny 😭😭 also i definitely don't have a kenny obsession haha... he totally isn't in this oneshot haha...

☆ C/W | weed usage, all characters are aged up!

The dorm was a goddamn mess, and that was saying something. Cartman’s side looked like a landfill decided to give up on life—pizza boxes stacked precariously on his nightstand, a mountain of dirty laundry spilling out from under his bed, and enough empty soda cans to make a whole recycling center weep. Kenny, meanwhile, lived in his usual state of organized chaos. His side wasn’t clean, but it had an intentionality to it: a blanket that was slightly torn but neatly folded, a collection of mismatched mugs piled into a corner, and an actual stack of textbooks he occasionally cracked open. Together, the room looked like two hurricanes had collided and then given up halfway through the destruction.

Cartman was pacing back and forth like a trapped animal, hands jammed into the front pocket of his hoodie. His cheeks were pink—not the kind of smug, self-satisfied pink they turned after he delivered one of his insults, but the kind that said something was wrong. He kept muttering under his breath, stopping occasionally to glare at his desk like it had insulted him. A psychology notebook sat open there, innocently mocking him with a dumb little doodle of a stick figure with devil horns, something you had drawn in class the other day.

He hated it. He hated how his stomach twisted every time he looked at it, like something inside him was staging a full-blown revolt. It wasn’t like you had even done anything. You just laughed at one of his jokes—an offhanded, dickish comment about how their professor looked like he hadn’t slept since the ‘90s—and you scribbled that doodle on the edge of his notes. But for some reason, that stupid laugh and that stupid drawing were stuck in his head like gum on a goddamn shoe.

“This is so fucking stupid,” Cartman grumbled, pacing faster. He glanced at the notebook again, then immediately looked away, like avoiding it would somehow erase the gnawing feeling in his gut. “This isn’t happening. It’s not a thing. It’s not a thing.”

From across the room, Kenny pulled out an earbud and raised an eyebrow. He was lying on his bed, one leg kicked up lazily, scrolling through his phone like he didn’t have a care in the world. “Dude, you’ve been stomping around for twenty minutes. You’re giving me anxiety.”

Cartman froze mid-step and whipped around, glaring at Kenny. “Shut the fuck up, Kenny! I’m thinking.”

Kenny snorted, setting his phone down on his chest. “Oh, you’re thinking? That’s a new one. What’s got the great Eric Cartman so deep in thought? 

“For your information, you fucking moron,” Cartman snapped, crossing his arms defensively, “I’m trying to solve a serious goddamn problem, okay? Not that your dumbass would understand.”

Kenny’s smirk grew. “Oh, this oughta be good. Let me guess—your dick stopped working after too many hot pockets?”

“Jesus Christ, will you shut up for, like, two seconds?” Cartman barked, his voice cracking slightly. He took a deep breath, trying to regain control, and turned back to his desk. “I’m dealing with… something, alright?”

“Yeah, no shit,” Kenny said, propping himself up on one elbow. “What kind of ‘something’? Did you finally flunk out of college, or is it something juicy?”

Cartman stiffened, refusing to turn around. He didn’t want to give Kenny the satisfaction of seeing him sweat. “It’s nothing. Just… someone in class is being fucking weird, that’s all.”

“Oh, someone in class, huh?” Kenny grinned, leaning forward now, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Wait a minute. Is this about [Y/N]?”

Cartman’s whole body went rigid, like someone had hit pause on his brain. He slowly turned to face Kenny, his face already bright red. “What the fuck are you talking about?” he demanded, voice way too defensive for his own good. “This isn’t about them! Why would it be about them?! That’s fucking ridiculous!”

“Right,” Kenny said, dragging the word out as he sat up fully. “Because it’s not like you’ve been staring at your psych notes like they’re a love letter or anything. Nah, no way this is about [Y/N].”

Cartman grabbed an empty soda can off his desk and chucked it at Kenny’s head. Kenny ducked easily, laughing as the can bounced off the wall behind him. “Shut the fuck up, Kenny! You don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“Dude,” Kenny said, shaking his head, “you’ve got it bad.”

“I don’t have shit!” Cartman exploded, throwing his arms up in frustration. “You’re fucking delusional, Kenny. I don’t like anyone! Liking people is for losers and idiots!”

“Uh-huh.” Kenny smirked, leaning back against his bed. “Whatever helps you sleep at night, fatass.”

Cartman growled, stomping back to his desk. He dropped into his chair and glared at the notebook like it had personally insulted him. That stupid stick figure stared back, its dumb little devil horns mocking him. He slammed the notebook shut, but it didn’t make him feel any better. “This is fucking bullshit,” he muttered under his breath. “I’m not a loser… but what the fuck am I supposed to do now?”

“Kenny,” Cartman barked, spinning around in his chair.

Kenny didn’t even glance up. “What?”

Cartman hesitated, glancing at the notebook again, as if it might spontaneously provide answers. “Let’s say—hypothetically—you wanted someone to pay attention to you. Like, you wanted them to see that you’re not just some… guy. What would you do?”

That got Kenny’s attention. He set his phone down and sat up slowly, his brows raised like Cartman had just sprouted a second head. “Are you serious right now?”

“Yes, I’m serious, asshole!” Cartman snapped, his face flushing. “I’m asking you a question!”

“Oh, no, I heard the question,” Kenny said, a wicked grin creeping across his face. “I just can’t believe you’re coming to me for advice about your sad little crush on [Y/N].”

“Shut the fuck up!” Cartman exploded, his voice cracking slightly. “This isn’t about them! Why does everything have to be about them?! You’re so fucking dumb, Kenny.”

“Right,” Kenny said, dragging the word out as he leaned forward, elbows on his knees. “Because you haven’t been acting like a weird little freak for the past two days. No way this is about [Y/N].”

“It’s not, okay?!” Cartman insisted, crossing his arms defensively. “I just… I just need to know what a normal person would do in a situation like this.”

Kenny blinked, then leaned back with a laugh. “Oh my God, you’re serious. You’re actually serious. Dude, you’re fucked.”

“Jesus Christ, Kenny, will you just give me a straight answer?” Cartman barked, glaring at him. “For once in your shitty, trailer park life, just help me.”

“Fine, fine,” Kenny said, holding his hands up in mock surrender. “You want advice? Here’s some advice: don’t be a psycho. People tend to run away when you act like a desperate little bitch.”

Cartman’s face turned red, but he ignored the insult. “What the fuck does that even mean? Be more specific.”

“It means don’t do whatever the hell your weird little brain is cooking up right now,” Kenny said, pointing at him. “Just be normal. You know, like a regular human. Talk to them. Ask them out. That kind of shit.”

“Wow, thanks for the groundbreaking insight, Dr. Asshole,” Cartman shot back, rolling his eyes. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Yeah, well, you’re the one who’s desperate enough to ask me for advice,” Kenny fired back, grabbing his bong and giving it a lazy inspection. “So unless you want to keep jerking it to your psych notes, maybe shut the fuck up and listen.”

Cartman growled, running a hand through his hair. “You’re fucking useless. I don’t even know why I bother.”

“Because you’ve got no one else to talk to, fatass,” Kenny said with a smirk, lighting the bong. He exhaled a cloud of smoke, waving it lazily in Cartman’s direction. “So what’s the plan, huh? You gonna confess your undying love in the middle of class, or are you gonna hide behind some bullshit like you always do?”

“I don’t hide behind anything!” Cartman snapped, but the way he avoided Kenny’s eyes said otherwise. He paced a few steps, his mind racing, and then stopped short, a grin spreading across his face. “I’ve got it. I’ll invite them over to study for psych. They’ll come here, and then I’ll—I dunno—show them why I’m the shit.”

Kenny barked out a laugh, nearly dropping the bong. “Oh, that’s fucking rich. You? ‘The shit’? Yeah, okay. What’s the plan, fatass? Flex your GPA? Show them the three-day-old burrito under your bed?”

“Shut up, Kenny!” Cartman yelled, his face burning. “They’re gonna come over, we’ll study, and it’ll just happen naturally. It’s a solid plan.”

“It’s a stupid plan,” Kenny said, shaking his head as he packed another hit. “But hey, go for it. I can’t wait to see how this blows up in your face.”

Cartman ignored him, pulling out his phone and scrolling to your contact. His thumbs hovered over the keyboard for a moment before he started typing, his confidence growing with every word. He hit send, shoving the phone into his pocket like it might explode if he held onto it for too long.This was going to work. It had to work. Because if it didn’t… well, he wasn’t ready to think about that yet.

Cartman growled, pacing in front of his desk like a caged animal. The room was spotless by his standards, but the faint smell of cheap vanilla from the candle on his desk was starting to give him a headache. He shot a glare at Kenny, who was sprawled out on his bed, picking Dorito crumbs off his chest with zero shame. Every few minutes, Kenny let out a low snicker, clearly reveling in Cartman’s nervous energy.

“Will you stop fucking laughing, you goddamn hick?” Cartman barked, throwing a balled-up sock at him.

“Can’t help it, dude,” Kenny said, dodging the sock with a lazy grin. “You’re wound up tighter than your mom’s yoga pants. What’s the big deal? You got this.”

“I know I fucking got this!” Cartman snapped, his voice cracking. “It’s just—shut the fuck up, alright?”

Before Kenny could respond, there was a knock at the door. Cartman froze, his stomach twisting into a knot, and shot Kenny a panicked look.

Kenny raised an eyebrow. “You gonna answer that, or just stand there like an idiot?”

“Get the fuck out of here, Kenny,” Cartman hissed, jabbing a finger toward the door. “Go… I don’t know, smoke a cigarette or something. Just leave.”

Kenny swung his legs off the bed with an exaggerated groan, grabbing his phone off the nightstand. “Fine, fine. I’ll give you and [Y/N] some alone time. Try not to blow it, fatass.”

As he crossed the room, he gave Cartman a smug wink before swinging the door open. “Hey, [Y/N],” Kenny greeted, his voice dripping with mock charm. “Come on in. Cartman’s been pissing himself waiting for you.”

“Kenny, I swear to God—” Cartman started, but Kenny ignored him, laughing as he clapped you on the shoulder.

“Good luck,” Kenny said with a smirk, stepping out into the hallway. “You’re gonna need it.” He gave Cartman one last exaggerated wink before disappearing down the corridor, leaving the door ajar behind him.

The first thing you notice is how oddly clean the room is. Cartman’s side, usually some kind of post-apocalyptic wasteland of junk food wrappers and clothes that definitely needed a wash last week, is now suspiciously tidy. A faint smell of vanilla lingers, and you spot a candle burning on his desk.

“Wow,” you say, raising an eyebrow. “You cleaned. What’s the occasion?”

“I didn’t clean,” Cartman blurts immediately, crossing his arms. His cheeks are pink, and he’s glaring like you just accused him of murder. “This is just… how it always looks.”

You stifle a laugh, shaking your head as you move to the desk. “Right. Sure it is.”

Cartman doesn’t respond, instead stomping back to his chair like a sulking toddler. You set your stuff down, pulling out your notebook and flipping to the most recent lecture. “So, where do you want to start? Behavioral theories? Cognitive development?”

He shrugs, avoiding your eyes. “Yeah, whatever. Behavioral theories. Fine.”

You tilt your head at him, noticing how tense he looks. His arms are crossed, his leg bouncing so fast the chair creaks beneath him. You decide to let it slide for now, focusing instead on the lecture notes in front of you.

“Okay,” you say, glancing at your textbook. “So Pavlov and classical conditioning—that’s probably gonna be on the midterm. You know, the dog thing? Ring a bell, get a response.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Cartman says quickly, waving a hand. “Dogs and bells. Got it.”

You pause, narrowing your eyes at him. “You’re not even listening.”

“I am!” he snaps, his voice an octave higher than usual. “I’m just—paying attention in my own way. Keep going.”

You shake your head, fighting back a smile, and return to your notes. As you talk through operant conditioning and positive reinforcement, you notice his responses getting shorter and more distracted. He keeps glancing at you, his leg bouncing even faster. You’ve known Cartman long enough to recognize when he’s uncomfortable, but this is… different. He’s nervous. Almost jumpy.

“Eric,” you say after a while, nudging him lightly with your elbow. “What’s going on with you? You’re acting weird.”

“I’m fine!” he says immediately, too defensive to be convincing. He looks away, fidgeting with the pen in his hand. “Just tired. Long day.”

You raise an eyebrow but let it go, turning back to your notes. “Alright. So, Skinner and operant conditioning…”

As you keep talking, you feel him watching you. It’s subtle at first—a glance here, a flick of his eyes there—but after a while, it becomes impossible to ignore. Finally, you stop mid-sentence, turning to face him fully.

“Alright, screw this!” Cartman blurts, tossing his pen onto the desk with enough force that it bounces off the notebook. “I can’t do this anymore.”

You blink, startled. “Do what?”

“This!” he says, gesturing wildly at the desk, the notes, the room in general. “All this psych bullshit. I didn’t invite you here to talk about fucking Pavlov.”

“Then… why did you invite me?” you ask slowly, unsure where this is going.

He hesitates, his face going bright red as he avoids your gaze. “Because I like you, alright?” he snaps, his voice cracking slightly. “I fucking like you, and I don’t know why, because it’s dumb, and it makes no sense, but I do. So, there. Happy now?”

The room falls into a heavy silence. For a second, he looks like he might explode from the tension. You’re too stunned to respond immediately, but then you feel a smile tugging at your lips.

“You’re serious?” you ask softly.

“Of course I’m fucking serious!” he snaps, crossing his arms. “Do I look like I’m joking?”

Your smile grows. “Good. Because I like you too.”

He freezes, his mouth opening and closing like he’s trying to process your words. “Wait… what?”

“I like you too, Eric,” you repeat, laughing lightly at the bewildered expression on his face. “I mean, I kind of figured, but I wasn’t sure.”

“You’re not fucking with me, right?” he demands, narrowing his eyes. “Because if this is a joke, I swear to God—”

“I’m not messing with you,” you say, cutting him off gently. “I like you.”

For a moment, he just stares at you, his face unreadable. Then, slowly, he leans back in his chair, letting out a long breath. “Well… good. That’s good.”

“Yeah,” you say, grinning. “It is.”

There’s a beat of silence, and then he scowls, shifting awkwardly in his chair. “So… now what?”

You laugh, leaning forward slightly. “That’s up to you.”

His eyes flicker to your lips, lingering there for just a moment too long, and you see something in his face you’ve never seen before: nerves. Eric fucking Cartman, nervous. It’s almost surreal. He clears his throat and leans back in his chair like he’s trying to shake off whatever just crossed his mind.

“Let’s just… keep studying,” he mutters, grabbing his pen like it’s a lifeline. He doesn’t look at you when he says it, his gaze fixed stubbornly on his notebook. “That’s what you came here for, right?”

You give him a small, knowing smile but nod anyway. “Sure. Studying.”

For the next half-hour, the two of you go through the motions, flipping through pages, summarizing theories, and discussing what might be on the midterm. But there’s an undeniable tension hanging between you, thick enough to choke on. Every time you glance at him, his gaze darts away, like he’s been caught doing something he shouldn’t. His usual cocky demeanor is nowhere to be found, replaced by a kind of restless fidgeting that would be almost funny if it wasn’t so uncharacteristic.

He keeps looking at you, though. Every few minutes, you catch him stealing glances—at your face, your hands, your mouth. Each time, his expression shifts, like he’s having some internal battle with himself. It’s awkward, sure, but there’s something endearing about it, too. You can tell he’s trying to keep his usual wall up, but it’s crumbling around the edges.

Finally, you decide to put both of you out of your misery. Setting your pen down, you turn to him fully, your tone casual but your heart pounding in your chest. “Eric.”

He tenses immediately, his pen freezing mid-scribble. “What?”

You hesitate, watching him for a moment. His leg is bouncing under the desk, and his knuckles are white where they grip the pen. It’s almost enough to make you laugh, but instead, you lean in slightly and ask, “Can I kiss you?”

His reaction is immediate. His eyes widen, and he leans back so quickly he nearly knocks his chair over. “What the fuck?” he sputters, his voice higher than usual. “Why the hell would you wanna do that?”

“Because I like you,” you say simply, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “And you like me. Right?”

He glares at you, his face bright red. “Yeah, I said that already! Jesus Christ, do you have to rub it in?”

You suppress a laugh, tilting your head. “So… can I?”

He stares at you, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. For a second, you think he’s going to come up with some snarky comment or brush you off entirely, but instead, he mumbles, “Yeah. Fine. Whatever. If you want.”

You lean in slowly, giving him plenty of time to pull away. His eyes stay locked on yours, wide and uncertain, but he doesn’t move. When your lips finally meet his, he goes completely still. The kiss is soft, tentative, and more awkward than you’d expected, but it’s not bad. Not bad at all.

When you pull back, his expression is priceless. He’s staring at you like you just dropped a bomb on his lap, his cheeks practically glowing. “That was… gross,” he mutters, his nose wrinkling. “Like, really gross.”

You laugh, leaning back slightly. “Yeah? So gross you want me to do it again?”

He hesitates, his face twitching like he’s torn between saying yes and telling you to fuck off. Finally, he mumbles, “Maybe.”

You grin, leaning in again. This time, when your lips meet his, he doesn’t freeze. It’s still a little awkward—Cartman is nothing if not an overthinker—but there’s a warmth in it now, an eagerness that wasn’t there before. When you pull away, his lips twitch into a small, smug smile, though his face is still red.

“Okay, fine,” he says, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair like he’s trying to regain some of his usual attitude. “That wasn’t completely terrible.”

You smirk, tilting your head slightly as you lean your chin on your hand. “High praise from someone who couldn’t stop staring at my face all night. Want me to grab a mirror so you can practice complimenting me properly?”

Cartman’s mouth falls open in indignation, his arms uncrossing as he jabs a finger toward you. “Oh, fuck off! I wasn’t staring! I was—thinking, okay? It’s called being a goddamn genius. Maybe you wouldn’t know.”

“Thinking about kissing me, maybe,” you reply quickly, watching with satisfaction as his cheeks turn an even brighter shade of pink.

“You’re such an asshole,” he mutters, but the way his eyes dart to your lips again betrays the insult.

You grin, leaning toward him as he instinctively leans back in his chair. His attempt to create space only lasts a second before you close the gap, kissing him again. This time, he doesn’t freeze. His lips move against yours, tentative but genuine, and you can feel the tension in his shoulders melt away. For a moment, the world narrows to just the two of you—until the door slams open.

“Yo, I forgot my—holy shit!” Kenny’s voice explodes through the room, and you both jolt apart like you’ve been caught committing a crime. Cartman swivels his chair around so fast it nearly topples over, his face a deep, mortified red.

“Kenny, what the fuck?!” Cartman roars, his hands gripping the armrests of his chair like he’s about to launch himself out of it. “Didn’t I tell you to stay the fuck out?!”

Kenny, standing in the doorway, doesn’t even try to hide his glee. He’s leaning against the doorframe with the smuggest expression you’ve ever seen, holding his phone up like he’s about to livestream the whole thing. “Dude, I left for, like, an hour. I thought you’d be done dry-humping by now.”

Cartman’s face somehow turns an even darker shade of red. “We weren’t—Jesus fucking Christ, Kenny! Get out!”

You cover your mouth with your hand to hide your laugh, but the way your shoulders shake gives you away. Kenny notices immediately and points at you with mock approval. “Respect, [Y/N]. Really. Can’t believe you’re willing to put up with this dumbass.”

“Get out before I kill you,” Cartman growls, standing up so quickly that his chair scrapes against the floor. He grabs the first thing he can find—a crumpled-up notebook—and hurls it at Kenny’s head.

Kenny ducks effortlessly, laughing like this is the funniest thing he’s seen all year. “Alright, alright, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone. But don’t think this is over. I’m gonna be talking about this for weeks.”

“Kenny!” Cartman shouts again, but it’s useless. Kenny’s already backing out the door, still grinning like a lunatic. “I’m serious! I’ll fucking kill you!”

“Love you too, babe,” Kenny calls over his shoulder before disappearing down the hallway.

The door slams shut, and the room is suddenly quiet again. Cartman groans, slumping back into his chair and burying his face in his hands. “I fucking hate him.”

You chuckle, leaning forward with your chin on your hand. “He’s not so bad. At least he didn’t take pictures.”

“Don’t even joke about that,” Cartman mutters, glaring at the door like he expects Kenny to burst back in any second.

“Relax,” you say, reaching out to nudge his shoulder. “It’s not the end of the world.”

Cartman scoffs, but he doesn’t pull away from your touch. Instead, he glances at you, his expression softening just slightly. “Yeah, well… you better not tell anyone about this either.”

“Your secret’s safe with me,” you say, leaning in to press a quick kiss to his cheek. His face flushes again, but this time, he doesn’t protest.

[dreamsy990]

rough sketches for designs of all the pt for the wof au! (also more akechi and better joker here)

thoughts + closeups under the cut

i tried to give proper justification for all the pt to have their codenames here which for a handful of them meant their names are just. shortened versions of something else. so crow is short for crow poison. aka false garlic. its a type of flower :3. i mean theororetically crow would be a valid name but hes a rainwing here and it didnt seem like a very fitting name with that in mind? but theres a couple rainwings named after flowers i think. hes a rainwing for obvious reasons i think. id like to think hed have a very light color palette that shifts to this when he gives up trying to hide who he is. youuu can see that lighter palette in the art i linked earlier.

fox! which is short for snowfox. yes i know snowfox is a real canon name but yknow what else is canon? icewings have a big list of names they go down. so his name is snowfox. i dont have anything else to say here. like ofc hes an icewing hes YUSUKE. id like to think he left the ice kingdom to go to jade mountain (bc is it a wof au without jade mountain) to "broaden his horizons as an artist". which would be how he meets the other guys

skull! is it his real name? hes not telling! i am the least happy with his design tbh.

ORACLE!! her real name is beetle but she likes to go by oracle instead. i struggled a bit on what tribe to make her actually. originally i wanted her to be either part or fully rainwing? because i thought her using her camoflauge to hide from people in crowded places could be fun. but eventually i decided i not to do that. i dont think theres any hybrids in this cast actually? might actually change my mind on that to make noir half leafwing but shh. anyways i think a bug is fitting for her. so she gets to be a hivewing. no abilities for her shes just a little guy

JOKER!! i think it would be fun if joker IS his real name but people think its an alias. his design was easy as shit. ofc hes a nightwing ofc hes got big red stars on his wings hes JOKER. not pictured is morgana also! mona is jokers """pet""" scavenger who speaks dragon. congrats mona you finally get to be human! too bad its in the dragon au. anyways might post a morgana drawing whenever i clean up his design

violet! (named after the violet copper butterfly). her sisters name and the name she uses for a while is rose (named after the common rose butterfly). i ALSO kinda considered her being a rainwing (literally changing herself to look more like her sister) but decided silkwing was a better choice,,,,, im really happy with her design ok

PANTHER!! that is her actual name btw. MY FIRST THOUGHT FOR THIS AU WAS SKYWING ANN I WOULD KILL MYSELF IF SHE WAS ANYTHING ELSE,,,, ik skywings cant have blue eyes unless theyre firescales or sky but shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i wanted to,,,,,, canon is what i want it to be.

queen is short for queenfish! she was a bit of an afterthought sorry </3. but shes a seawing! good for her <3

AND NOIIIRRRR!! i wanted her to be a mudwing as soon as i thought about it for more than a second. design wise i dont have much to say but i think storywise it might be cool if she was an only child and her father (in an incrdible rare move for a mudwing) was actually a present figure in her life. leading her to be kinda isolated from her peers and giving her a big reason to be very attached to him. idk its just thoughts rn. i dont have a clear story in mind yet. anyways those are my dragon thieves i hope you liked them

[the-lonelyshepherd]

fifteen questions for fifteen friends :) tagged by @staghunters tyty

Are you named after anyone?

nope. actually my name got changed like right before i was born bc it was too similar to another relatives 😭

When was the last time you cried?

sometime like.. a week and a half ago

Do you have kids?

no im like 12.9 years old.

What sports do you play/have played?

hmmm i’ve done swim i also skated for a bit but stopped. planning to start skating again :)

Do you use sarcasm?

sometimes but i’m not great at it imo

What's the first thing you notice about a person?

Also gonna say vibes. if we want smtn different id say shoes. i think i can tell a lot abt someone by their shoes

What's your eye color?

grey blue green yayy

Scary movies or happy endings?

honestly depends on the mood but i just want like. a satisfying ending. wether that be happy or sad

Where were you born?

wouldn’t you like to know

Any talents?

i play music i draw and i know a concerning amount of things about fish

Do you have any pets?

yes… one dog one cuban tree frog and the current aquarium count is 1 betta fish, 7 white cloud mountain minnows, 5 golden white cloud mountain minnows, ~15 red neocaridina shrimp and an unknown amount of pest snails and other various aquatic crawly things. gonna get a lot more fish soon tho once i stock the big tank :)

How tall are you?

uhh a little above average for my age. taller than prev by quite a bit lol. 

Favorite subject at school?

i like art ofc but like. big on biology and also really liked human geography. also very much an ela kid.

Dream job?

oooogh this is hard i feel like there’s a lot of very different things i could have fun with. something in biology/ecology with lots of field work and travel could be cool i love going places and seeing animals and learning about them. but the main one would maybe be like… a really good filmmaker or showrunner. like that people really like and appreciate my work. i just like to tell stories :)

okay i’m going to. man up and actually tag people. if i don’t tag you it’s nothing personal 🙏🙏 i am stupid

@jackienatist @antlerslayer @frog4278 @imsososolesbian @blackbloodedisabel @chrometheraptor @avianreptiles @lynxfrost13 @rippedpatches @mamadore @fleshdyke @starstaiined @suprecorp @garf-lover96 @longlost-soul

[wannabe-cartoonist-blog]

Jabberwock Redesigns + Headcanons (pictures incld. read description)

Thought it'd be fun to redesign/edit pics of Jabberwock from knb, bc I've never really liked their designs (for various reasons).

This is a looooong post, so it's going below a cut, but I hope you enjoy!

Prefacing with these are just my opinions/headcanons.

One of my main issues with Last Game has always been the change in animation style. Characters' hair seems flatter, their eyes smaller, their frames lankier, they also seem much older than they actually are due to an abundance of fine linework. Another thing that always bugged me was Jabberwock. Besides from having only really 2 characters of note (Nash and Jason) their designs were just so....jarring. It didn't feel like these were characters who existed in the world of knb. So I've always wanted to try to redesign them. These are less redesigns, and more like headcanons + edits. I feel like I would draw them (namely Nick, Allen, and Zach) differently if I had the chance (to make them more distinct). But that is a job for another day. A post over on the other subreddit got me thinking harder about my Jabberwock headcanons, and I've always wanted to try to "fix" what I found wrong with their designs, so that's what this post is inspired by. I namely wanted to make it look like you could find these designs for Jabberwock in the anime TV series and not find them aesthetically out of place.

Before I get into my redesigns + explanations, I want to go over something very quickly.

Names in KnB

Canonically, every group/team/character in KnB is given a name with significance by the creator, Fujimaki-sensei. It's one of my most favorite things about knb; how much thought goes into a simple name. A character's first/given name in knb signifies their character traits (Ryouta means "cool boy", Shintaro means "serious son/boy", Atsushi means "serene", etc). A character's last/family name groups them together with their teammates with some sort of theme (the Miracles have colors in their family/lastnames, Kaijo's are names of Japanese rivers, Shutoku's are names of Japanese mountains, etc). Jabberwock's theme for last/family names is precious metals (as assigned by Fujimaki). Of the five significant/named characters in Jabberwock, only two of them have both a first/given and last/family name (Nash Gold Jr and Jason Silver). "Gold" and "silver" being the two precious metals represented by each character. The rest of Jabberwock doesn't have last/family names, and their first/given names are the reference to the precious metal (Allen; aluminum, Nick; nickel, Zach; zinc). So, you can see why this bothers me (bc I'm insane); only two characters match the rest of the knb's cast's pattern of naming. So, a major change I'd make would be to assign lastnames to/rename Allen, Nick, and Zach. But even then, Nash and Jason's last/given names are outliers too, as their names are simply the name of the previous metals by themselves. I've always seen Jabberwock as mirrors to the GoM, and the GoM's last/family names not only have the name of a color in them, but also another word, so their names aren't simply the name of a color on it's own (for example, Kuroko is "kuro" [black] + "ko" [child] and not just simply "Kuro" [Black]). So, if I had control, I would also modify Nash and Jason's last/family names so they weren't simply just the name of the previous metal on it's own. The GoM also have hair + eye colors that are reflective of the color in their names (besides Kuroko, who's color is "black", yet is assigned light blue). So, I would also recolor Jabberwock to have hair + eyecolors that match the colors of the precious metals in their names.

So, here are the main points to keep in mind as you read through this post and look at my redesigns:

- I want Jabberwock to look like they would fit into the anime TV series' style

- I would re-name them so they all fit a theme + pattern established by the main series/Fujimaki

- I would recolor their hair + eyes to reflect the colors of the precious metals alluded to in their names

Okay, now here we go.

Nash Goldbourne Jr.

I feel like Nash would have a name that sounds pretty distinguished, and is perhaps from a well-regarded family, but is sort of the wayward son. So, "goldbourne" seems sort of thematic to me (aka, it means to me "born-into-wealth"). I would also give him darker hair, that is more golden and less flaxen. His eyes are green canonically, but again, I want all of Jabberwock's hair and eye colors to match their precious metals, so I'd change those to gold too. I also feel like his Belial Eye would look extra cool all golden (and would serve as a good mirror to Akashi's golden Emperor Eye). He is also the only character in all of knb to have eyelashes the same color as his hair?? So I would take that away and make 'em black, like everyone else. Nash's OG design just looks too much like Alex (light blonde hair, green eyes) to me. (Alex also has black eyelashes despite being white, just as Nash, so it's not like it's a stylistic choice assigned to all caucasian characters). Jabberwock has a lot of piercings, so I thought it'd be fun if all their piercings were made of the precious metal in their names, so I changed Nash's silver piercings to gold. He still looks a little like Kise, but that was the case for his OG design anyway sooo. -shrug-

Jason Silverton

So. Elephant in the room; anime is notoriously bad at designing characters' of African descent. In specific, I've noticed over the years that a lot of anime artists love to give African characters beady eyes, despite the fact that every other characters' eyes are exaggerated/accentuated. They also love to add a lot of fine linework, which, imo, creates the illusion of wrinkles, which can cause characters to look significantly older than they actually are. Fujimaki/knb is no exception. Jabberwock's members are all in their late teens-early 20s (at most). So, basically, you'll notice a major thing I did for all of Jabberwock's members (that I personally think improved their designs significantly) was simply enlarge their eyes and irises + remove some of their wrinkles. Canon Jason's hair is also very white to me, and doesn't really convey "silver" imo. I don't think I executed it that well, but I think it would be fun if Jason had that same duo-toned hair that Kagami and Aomine had. I think it would be a fun way to allude to the reflective/shiny nature of actual silver. I don't really have a fun explanation behind "Silverton" like I do for Nash's lastname, other than I think it sounds nice and that something, somewhere in the far recesses of my mind is telling me that some sort of irl athlete has the last name Silverton...? Someone lmk is I'm crazy or not.

Nicholas "Nick" Nickells

His OG design wasn't so bad, but he suffered from small eyes + excessive wrinkles like everyone else, so I adjusted those to help make him look younger. If I had full control, I'd probably make his hair sliiightly longer, so that Nick's hair less resembles Jason's hair and also makes it so Nash doesn't stand out too much as the only character with longer hair (I think it'd help make him look more youthful too). Also, I had no issue with his OG hair color, but since I wanted to keep him on theme with everybody else, I changed his hair color to resemble the hue of actual nickel a little more (and his piercings!). Canonically, he is only known as "Nick", and since I decided to give all the lastname-less Jabberwock characters lastnames, I thought "Nick Nick____" would sound very cheesy. And since nicknames are a big thing in the US, I thought it'd be fun that what if his firstname was actually "Nicholas", and all his boys simply dubbed him "Nick" based on his lastname/nickname for his given name?

Zach Bronsley

First things first: I gave him less wrinkles, bigger eyes + irises. Now we are truly entering my "I'm doing whatever I want" portion of this post lol. Canonically, "Zach" is suppose to alluded to "zinc" but it doesn't convey that like at all to me. Zinc is also grey-ish and we've got too many elements that color already imo. Plus, we have gold and silver, why not have a bronze, to truly round out the Olympic medals? (lol). So, since I changed his precious metal to "bronze", I recolored his eyes, eyebrows, and 'stache (to a lesser extent) to be more bronze-y. Plus, piercings are now made of bronze!

Allen Copperty

Last but not least, we have our camera-shy Allen. Seriously, it was so hard to get a decent pic of him (and even then, Nick is still in this frame, I just cropped him out lol). Again; bigger eyes + irises, less wrinkles. His canon element is also aluminum, and just like with "Zack" + "zinc", I don't get "Allen" from "aluminum" at all (plus it's also another grey-ish metal grrrr!!). So, I decided to change his precious metal too. Copper is a very iconic precious metal to me so it came to mind/seemed fitting. Also, if we have nickel, it only seemed right to have copper. So I changed his hair and eye color to a more orangey/coppery brown. And his jewlery, but probably not made of actual copper, bc that shit would turn green so fast lol. I also think it'd be quite fun if he had medium-length dreads or something (akin to Meguro's, but with Allen's sweatband pushing them back, plus perhaps copper-toned tips?; it'd also help make him look more youthful). But I wouldn't have been able to edit that well, so just accept this for now.

And that's that!

If you read all the way to the end, thank you! Again, this is just for fun and I don't mean to upset anybody. These are just choices/changes that I personally would make, hypothetically. Lmk what you think!

[queen-scribbles]

👑 - Person who raised your OC and/or was important during their formative years

For Tala, if you're game? 👀👀

Ohhhh, you have no idea how much I love you right now <333 I've been dying to talk about Tala's mentor, so thank you for the motivation. ---

Tala grew up in an orphanage run by a temple of Lathander. (It's positioned along the foot of a mountain range, hence Mountainsward as a surname for all the kids raised there.) She's been there since she was very young; four at the oldest. And while her acceptance by the other kids has, ah, varied, especially among ones who came when they were older and had more time to develop biases, the priests and staff were always kind.

Tala's mentor, Rhidian, is a former adventurer who serves as historian and record-keeper for the temple. He was injured helping defend a village from a group of raiders, which left him with a serious limp and strong recurrent pain in his leg and back. Hardly ideal physical condition for a life of wandering when there were other options available. He has a good attitude about it, referring to teaching as his "latest adventure" and joking about a roomful of 8-14 year olds being more daunting than any beast he faced on the road. He would frequently bribe reward good behavior during history lessons with tales of his adventures, and between how much he'd done and how eloquently he relayed his tales, that was plenty to persuade a gaggle of unruly kids to sit still long enough to learn history first. xD

Tala, however, needed no bribing, she just loves learning(though she's just as enraptured by his tales a the rest). Rhidian shooed off kids who were picking on her a few times, she asked for extra book recommendations for various periods of history or wars or whatever for fun reading, and a mentorship was born. :D He encourages her in her studies of both history and religion, is always a calming presence when she gets upset about teasing, gives her challenging writing assignments that make her really dig into research. They develop a father-daughter bond over the course of a couple years.

When he's not teaching he's usually sitting in the gardens to enjoy the sun, sometimes with mending to help out the head laundress(Tala suspects he's sweet on her, but not strongly enough to actually say anything). He was an adventurer for 20+ years, ofc he knows sewing basics. (a skill he'll teach anyone willing to learn) He will sometimes go for walks, but those are usually not long and on relatively flat ground if he doesn't want his back to start spasming.

It's when she's sixteen Tala learns the raiders he got injured fighting were orcs. :) Seeing as a fair number of the other kids can't stop hassling her based purely off orcs' reputation(never mind a) she's only HALF orc and b) they've never encountered an orc themselves), she's very confused why he's never had a problem with her. When she finally asks him about it, Rhidian chuckles and says it would be silly to resent a babe who like as not isn't even from the same clan. "Besides, hard t' hate ya when one of the first things y' did was steal Abbess Gereldyne's freshly laundered wimple t' help patch up Toya's scraped knee. I could never hate someone with a heart like that."

When Tala sets off adventuring(bc she wants to do like he did) he's very much "proud papa sending off his little girl" never mind said little girl is now four inches taller than him. xD He makes her promise to tell him all about what she sees and does, and gives her a journal with Lathander's symbol on it(she filled that very fast, but still hangs on to it to show him. It's probably her most prized possession). That's why she's so studious about writing/drawing things that happen to her, she wants to keep record off it anyway, but she's also very excited to tell him and doesn't want to forget anything. She's pretty sure the whole tadpole scenario tops anything he went through. :P

And of course I made him in the BG3 CC; he's very teacher-shaped xD Greying red hair, skin still has a bit of a tan(and FRECKLES), hazel eyes, always smells like ink and herbs.

✨OC Background Asks✨

[nepdapurrbeast]

gonna draw stuff tomorros maybe but i just had to hot down my ideas rq for an a hat in time ducktales (2017) collab bc i saw a drawing of webby talking to snatcher and it inspired me

scrooge in mafia town - hes there for some lost treasure belonging to the original inhabitants of the now named mafia town, and while looking for it he has to team up with some locals (mustache girl) to take down the mafia and find the treasure

dewey in dead bird studio - he got sucked into the glitz and glam of starring in a movie, and hes suprisingly chill about all the death defying stunts that are typically required for dj grooves and conductors movies! double win!

webby in subcon (obv) - she would be lured there by all of the supernatural history of subcon and she would definitely have alot of fun discovering the secrets of who the snatcher actually is and all the history and stuff like that. plus this is where snatcher is and its kinda a subway to that webby snatcher drawing that started this

huey in alpine skyline - he was going to try his hand at the badge he was tryna get in the mount neverrest episode (i cant remember the name rn im really sleepy) by mapping out the mountains of alpine skyline! while there he accidentally starts spreading the evil seeds (i dont know what to call them 😭) and it leads to him having to fix that (like hat kid did) and hes so caught up in it that he loses his chance at getting his badge

donald in the s.s literally cant sink - he tried to have another stress-free vacation on a boat, and once again, its ruined by some unforseen disaster. either this or he got a job there along with the seals i couldnt decide which fit better

louie in nyazuka metro - hes pretending to work with empress to eventually scam her of all her and the nyazukas money. classic louie tm louie inc

[dr3amfyr-e]

first of all, i just want to say i love your writing so much. the way you write flows so nicely and you encapsulate each character perfectly. got me giggling and kicking my feet over here. especially with the female knight and jace drabble, GOOD LORD.

ANYWHO,

i’d like to participate in your holiday event with the heirs of the dragon! i like men and women so whoever you see fit, really.

here’s a bit about me:

- i use she/her pronouns

- i’ve loved dragons since i was little (my first tattoo was actually of three small dragons)

- my favorite book is the secret history by donna tartt

- a few of my favorite movies are how to train your dragon, brokeback mountain, and pride and prejudice (2005)

- my favorite artists are hozier, orville peck, johnny cash, and adrienne lenker

- i love to read, write, rot, go on hikes, draw, and play video games.

- i recently joined rugby in college (i play a wing in the backs, im bad at it but still learning)

- my favorite color is red!

- i’m an english major, hoping to be an author one day

- i’m an eldest daughter

- i think i would describe myself as optimistic, hard working, loyal, and a little goofy (that sounds cringe asf but whatever)

- i love the old west, mythology of any kind, history fun facts, and birds.

- i think some flaws of mine are that i avoid confrontation, i tend to stick to my comfort zone, and i need to work on my confidence in myself.

sorry if this is too much yapping, and feel free to ignore this if you wish because… yeah, valid.

thank you for doing this event! you deserve all the support you’ve gotten AND more.

have a lovely rest of your day! :)

-ˋˏ ༻❁✿❀༺ ˎˊ dr3amfyr-e celebration !

HELLO MY LOVE! good thing you loved dragons, bc ur getting THE dragon. i ship u with rhaenyra targeryen >:)

not a dragon rider? not to fret, syrax is about to become your lap dog. shes locked into the bond with mother rhaenyra, so ofc she loves you!! you'll get allll the dragon time you want *wink wink*

dragonstone would be so idyllic to hike, like with the rocky coastline and stuff. rhaenyra would SO go with you, shes here to humor your interests. make it a cutie little date, getting to know each other better and stuff. i'm picturing young rhaenyra and alicent promenading in season one, like that vibe. ur arm-in-arm, not a care in the world. OMG!!

AND WALK WITH ME HERE!! you like red, perf bc thats her house colour!!! she is the queen after all, and canonically likes lavish clothes. shes ordering custom made matching gowns: the same colour, or perfectly paralleled colours. her fabric is black satin, embossed with rubies and red stitching; yours is red satin, embossed with obsedian and black stitching. trust you'll have a crown too, she dgaf about tradition. she knows what you like, even if you don't express it. she'll study you, how you respond to the clothes and accessories of other noble ladies. she wants to spoil you!!

liking literature is so convenient bc that library? those scrolls and manuscripts?? you'll have access to dragonstone and king's landing (plus lit rally any library in westeros, ur girlfriend is the queen.) i don't take her for a big reader, based upon her lack of enthusidasm for her septa. but! she would looooove if you read to her. that would be such a sweetie pie nightly routine, u get into your matching nightgowns and read to her in bed until she falls asleep or tires of it.

shes also an eldest daughter, so she gets it! you two can lament! optomistic is something she so needs in her life, she would appreciate the brightness in an otherwise dark council (ESPECIALLY if we're not playing happy au and ur at war.) you're her guiding light, her ray of sunshine. loyal too, she loves that! and a sense of humor!! she needs it so bad, needs someone who strays from the calculated coldness of court.

women's rugby player? i ship you with me actually.

⊱⚘𑁍⚘⊰⊱⚘𑁍⚘⊰⊱⚘𑁍⚘⊰⊱⚘𑁍⚘⊰⊱⚘𑁍⚘⊰⊱⚘𑁍⚘⊰⊱⚘𑁍⚘⊰⊱⚘𑁍⚘⊰

𓃚 ♫ જ⁀➴ salve regina - armonico consort

[ritzcuit]

Actually, if you don't mind me asking...

"What makes you like SoJ and the Dragon Family so much?" I can tell from your drawings that you deeply enjoy both!

its a good question...!! HMMM

for soj, it's mostly because i like revolutionary stories! i looooove a good rebel group, a good "fighting the powers that be" story, and ESPECIALLY love the fact that the rebels in soj aren't demonized. or like, they are, but as propaganda, not as a genuine part of the narrative. when you meet datz in 6-3 and he starts tearing down the propaganda phoenix has been fed, it's just so nice..

especially that the dragons are shown to just be like, normal citizens, mostly. like when you hear someone talking about their family member being wrongly accused, and beh'leeb is reassuring them... it's so. </3 the sympathetic view is so appreciated. and with the current political climate of everything... augh. it's just refreshing. i love it...

but really, the reason why i love soj And the dragon family so much, is entirely because of datz 🥹🥹 soj is the best game because it has datz. simple! he's the perfect mix of goofy-crazy unhinged guy, and serious-earnest-loyal rebel guy, and his heart is so big and WAAHH DAAAATZ

datz loves that family so much, i had to love them too :'3 he talks so proudly about yuty and hypes up apollo all the time... it just gives the impression that he's the proud uncle who saw them both grow up into capable adults, and *sniffle*its just so cute. it's so cute!!!!

plus, thankfully, everyone involved is so fun to think about. nahyuta is such a regal and put-together character that it's almost addictive to think about him having a crazy uncle LMAO and apollo...! i don't care what everyone says, the soj backstory is so fun for apollo. he's SUCH a normal underwhelming guy that imagining him saying "oh right and i was raised in the himalayan mountains by criminals but it doesn't really matter--" is so funny...

*also i know it's set in, you know, the himalayan mountain range, but at least through the english translation, a lot of the vibe reminds me of appalachian america, and a lot of my family is from there so it just feels very cozy to me :3

AND THEN... OF COURSE... its the implied history... between him and dhurke. that has driven me crazy for 5 years. AUHG. AUAHGH. WOAHGH. i can talk about how soj has its merits and how cutie cutie the dragon family had to be, but really, it's all because of the Insane Devotion one must extrapolate datz having towards dhurke 😭BC HE WAS THERE. FOR EVERYTHING. HE TRUSTED DHURKE IMPLICITLY. THROUGH ACCUSATIONS OF TREASON. AND HELPED RAISE KIDS WITH HIM. AND. AUAHG. AOUGH. I'M SUFFERING POISON DAMAGE!

soj just loosely implied a backstory but gave just enough details that you can imagine anything. datz coming up with asinine stories to tell the kids before going to bed.. dhurke trying to homeschool his boys and then he's like, wait a second, we live in the mountains. and him relishing in that off-grid feeling, free from everything, just getting to see his kids run around safely.. :') he'll teach them, sure, but they can learn from all sorts of things. not just books. but then datz brings books! and toys! and they all go fishing together! and maybe dhurke suggests datz stays the night, you know, since it's already late...!! AAHHHH

[hokudraco45]

ugh not to get like yappity about art or whatever but man I think I really need to like rebuild my mindset around it because it wasn't until the species making post(s) that I realized I missed making art I actually had the time to sit down and enjoy every detail And that's the thing I don't really do that now per-say...? Its hard to explain but my current mindset has been just- drawing to get something done To get it finished and out of the way More chore than enjoyment Ive put the pressure of me never finishing anything but I never asked myself why until of recent which--- was obvious of me just- not trusting the process but now that I AM trying to trust the process of it then comes back the issue of "I'm just doing it to check off a list and not enjoy it" because then it gets chore-like and then I don't want to do it And trying not to assess the said thing as a chore is hard when just as a chore it lingers in my head with the need to get done as fast as possible and so I lose interest. So I'm going to try and pull my mind out of that But I didn't realize just how bad this was until a friend mentioned it like a month or so ago with a different thing I was struggling with and when making the species post because with the species post I actually enjoyed myself. I sat down, came up with ideas, and began designing. I had room for change. I didn't have a set goal in mind and the need to finish it whole. And I enjoyed myself. I had fun researching what certain animal traits helped with climbing and imagining what else could make them, if anything, apex sapiens of the mountains. There was no stress in finishing them I don't know where I'm going with this post I just know now I'm gonna try not to force myself with art bc if I do its gonna burn me out quicker and also If anyone have tomato soup for me I'm switching the agenda to potato salad. Keep up bubblefuck/j

[whumpbug]

silly questions pt 37292037

nailcare !!

how are your ocs nails? are they chipped, cut short, long, extensively cleansed, always have dirt under them??

and would they color their nails / nail salon. if so, what color and what nail shape.

WAITER WAITER!!! MORE SILLY QUESTIONS!!!

this was so fun to answer lem. i took the oppurtunity to talk about their hands in general because hands are So Telling and i wish i could draw the differences between their hands better bc its so special to me

ONTO THE POST!!!!

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simon:

simon has very nice hands. he has long, slim fingers with manicured nails. he takes care of his nails himself and they're usually pretty short because he works in healthcare and is perpetually wearing gloves.

he is always washing them and cleaning his nails and stuff because hospitals can be gross and more often than not he is wiping up Some bodily fluid so. yeah. he'd rather not have that on his hands at ALL.

his hands are perpetually frigid. slightly concerning, but he's elected to ignore it. even when the rest of him is warm, his hands stay cold and one of his favorite pastimes is to random snake a hand up the back of archie's shirt to see him yelp at the cold. affectionately, of course.

archie:

sigh. this had to come out eventually.

archie is a nail biter.

I KNOW. he isn't happy about it either. he's gotten a a lot better about since he was a kid because he paints his nails all the time now. it used to just be that clear, bitter polish but he Graduated into fun colors and his nails are almost always some silly design. sometimes, when he's really stressed, simon catches him starting to do it again and he just gently brings his hands down from his mouth and holds them casually and goes about whatever he was doing.

as for hands in general, archie's are a mess of scars from various things (cough cough when his hand literally got impaled) but they are still somehow so warm. theyre gentle.

gene:

gene has Man Hands. they're large, calloused, scarred, and just. you can tell he's done his fair share of manual labor. (but he often wears gloves as deputy. the callouses are from his farm work)

he keeps his nails trimmed short, but because of the nature of his job. they can get pretty dirty. he cleans them with a knife every night before bed.

he has a small little scar right by his wrist bone and that was from when he was trying to pick up an injured mountain lion cub from the middle of the road (incredibly stupid, might i add. he was 17.) and it scratched the HELL out of him. he dodges the question when people ask him where it's from.

cassidy:

cassidy has surprisingly slim hands for a man of his build. they're pretty but in a somehow masculine way if that makes sense. they're always blinged out with his rings and other jewelry and a bit tan from always riding his horse. (his watch tan is actually diabolical.)

his nails are, also, kept trimmed and short. they're just slightly longer than the rest of the guys though, because it's helpful when he plays his silly little banjo.

his hands, like archie's are also a mosaic of scars. some of them are dumb though. he has a large scar across his right palm from when he was messing around with his sheffield knife and throwing it up in the air and catching it, and then ended up catching it by the blade. this was when he was 16. montana was pissed that he had to rush him to the town doctor.

cassidy learned his lesson.

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UGH i love thinking about character hands. they're so telling. THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME YAP LEM!!

[radio-zephyr]

*inhales* (this is the same person as @anulithots) THE SUMMER HIKARU DIED THE SUMMER HIKARU DIED

alskdjfasldkf it's the most underrated thing ever itw ill destory me the characters and emotions and YOSHIKI ONE OF THE BEST CONFUSED QUIET MORAL DILMEMmAING PROGTAGONISTS I'VE EVER SEEENNN

also the CANNON

way that Yoshiki is gay/queer and doesn't like his twon and you can see the enitreee storyyy as a metaphor for being gay in a conservative little village and aldjfalksdfj;lasdkf

ALso the horror and the interactions between all the characters ASAKO (I think I got her name right)

THEM

AND ALSO

HER

ANDDD the horror elements and the everythign and the alksdjfaklsdfj ART STYLE AND THE CHaracter dyanamics and ksljdfklsdjf

(i KNOWWW there's lore and such but honestly my brain never remembers the lore and worldbuilding for anythinggg. IT's still cool though!)

Okay sorry for suddenly comming to your inbox I just saw that you reblogged a lot of tshd posts and my brain went feral

OMG HI :00000000000 no worries ab coming into my inbox!!!!! I love talking to people and answering asks ^-^!!

I only recently finished reading (i think up to chapter 27? that's all i could find) but its SO GOOD! I love the artstyle (stunning absolutely stunning) and I love the characters and I love the worldbuilding so so much-

Yoshiki my beloved <3 I love how quietly but also very integral his queerness and the shame that comes with it is drawn into the story, like in the little moments where his eyes are drawn to hikaru before he averts them, its really nice. And also very integral to who he is. why does he think he's a monster? its not directly stated but We Know. Also yes his conflicting feelings when it comes to 'hikaru'!! It's so scrumptious just *cheffs kiss*

AND ALSO!! Fake hikaru I love him sm, I always enjoy characters who aren't necessarily malicious but still nonetheless their behavior doesn't ever really match up with what larger society does deem proper (cough cough), esp when the character himself is on an almost 'higher' plane of existence and just has a very different fundamental understanding off the universe. (even though he's not really necessarily a higher being!!) Like the way 'hikaru' doesn't really understand the difference between life and death, and operates based on his own wish to be able to stay with yoshiko as he slowly has a place carved out for him by yoshiki's side, but as he spends more time he starts to understand more ab why someone wouldn't want someone else to die (KIND OF like this OTHER character from after god, another manga (orokapi)). And as he learns of the consequences of him being there, especially in regard to how its reflected onto yoshiko, he decides to return to the mountain even though he desperately wants to stay where he has a place to be,,,,,,,,,,laskdgjlskgajgd :(( (like that one post calling him a fragile monster,,,,,like he really is isn't he </3)

and the moments between hikaru and yoshiki are so achingly tender!! I love how this author formats the pages and draws the scenes and expressions and movements sm, especially in ch 9 where yoshiko goes out to look for hikaru and finds his body, that entire sequence is just so stunningly illustrated and drawn you can feel the building panic and cold horror/dissociation once yoshiko finds the body- (I saw someone point out how 'hikaru''s shadow always doesn't have its head shown, indicating how he isn't really hikaru, which is such a fun detail) (and just the tenderness of how yoshiki cups the corpse's face as his mind runs and runs and runs and runs and runs-)

AND THE WAY 'HIKARU' ONLY COMES BACK BC HIKARU'S LAST WISH WAS FOR YOSHIKO TO NOT BE LONELY!!! LIKE DAMN!!!! DEVOTION AS A CURSE FR!!!

(it's kind of almost laughably silly how hikaru actually died bc he got distracted like dang :((( who planted that tree there??? /lh)

ASAKO!! I esp really really liked the chapter where she does confront 'hikaru' ab who he really is, that window into the grief of knowing your friend is truly dead and you weren't able to properly mourn for so long, and he's not really ever coming back again-

but also along the way that creeping, growing suspicion that something is wrong, because your intuition hasn't ever been wrong before when you can see these things-

and in general there friend group is absolutely adorable!! Including all the separate interactions the hair segment was so cute and relatable, my hair is so easy to take care of but i can't say the same for any of my friends lol

AND I LOVE THE ART SM!!!! JUST IT'S SO WHIMSICAL IN A WAY BUT LIKE SUFFOCATING? IDK it communicates the environment and mood SO WELL, and i love how the text/sound fx have been formatted on the page to convey an almost opressing, overbearing heat and weight of summer, and the character designs are all so lovely :0.

I really do love all the characters too, like they're written super nicely in a way that feels very, um idk how to describe it but 'real', like it doesn't feel as much that any single one was necessarily brought in solely for plot purposes even though that is the point of them, like their is at least a hint of deeper though processes for each. This does make their interactions so scrumptious tho :DD

ack this got long-but anyways thank you for the ask!! I'd love to hear more of your thoughts if you want!! Have a lovely day <3

EDIT: I KEPT SPELLING YOSHIKI'S NAME YOSHIKO HAHA OOPS

[rutadales]

currently resisting the urge to ask for more info about nearly all of the wips you just posted in that tag game bc i feel like that would be a lot for one ask. so instead i will simply ask more about 😈🏳️‍🌈🦈TWO!!!!!! and/or Egg is back fic. and maybe come back and ask about more later :3

THANK UUUU 😈🏳️‍🌈🦈 TWO!!!!! is honestly one of my favorites!! It's an older one so I'm not thrilled with my writing but I'd love to come back and finish and clean it up 😭 it's just self indulgent fluff (with a wee bit of angst I mean it's me come on) about c!Foolish finding ways to get Bad to leave him alone (his method is kissing. really thought that one through didn't ya champ)

"And as Foolish yanks him back, he realizes several things all at once:

One, Bad is a lot closer than he realized.

Two, this whole ridiculous game of cat and mouse gets them absolutely nowhere and killing him would do absolutely nothing.

Three, everything Bad does is because he's desperate for Foolish's attention.

So Foolish decides to give it to him, all at once.

He pulls Bad closer, maybe too forcefully in retrospect, and angles his body so he's standing in front of him straight on. The hand not tangled up in Bad's clothing moves to his chin and tilts it up, just enough. In an instant, Foolish presses them together and distantly notes that Bad squeaks as their lips meet. Later, Foolish will hate how he so clearly noticed that Bad's lips are chapped.

The kiss itself is incredibly brief and hardly anything more than a peck, if that. Still, Foolish feels his cheeks heat unreasonably at the action. He draws back, hands still on Bad, before he really processes that he just kissed him.

Which, alright, in terms of spur of the moment decisions, not his best."

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the egg one is obviously more angsty! I wrote it before the egg finale so it was just me spit balling about certain concepts. Bad getting mind controlled, Foolish's ptsd, the way those two are maybe the only two who will ever understand each other's trauma, Foolish's reluctant but ultimately very deep care and concern for Bad. Not sure I'll ever finish this one, but fun idea anyway.

"He also knows that it's wildly unfair to blame Bad for something an ageless, unknowable entity forced him to do. The logic always painfully knocks against Foolish whenever he feels himself getting irrationally angry at them for what happened but at the end of the day, Foolish will be the first to admit that they're just as much victims of the egg as he is.

Still, Foolish also knows that it's going to take a long, long time before he stops seeing Ant as his executioner and Bad as the monster who called for it.

This fresh hell certainly isn't doing my favors in that department. He squints against the light and tries to piece together what happened. Foolish had been- he'd been asleep. For what felt like the first time in months he'd actually gone to his beacon with a mountain of blankets and had decided to camp out there. He'd been scared and stretched thin, and even if the light never seemed to chase away the red in his nightmares, it at the very least left him feeling physically better.

So he had decided to sleep.

And then he woke up here.

He blinks, slowly, and tries to summon his own power and is met with nothing but the dull tingles more akin to static electricity than actual lightning.

Great. Perfect.

As he rolls over, he can't help but note the ceiling above him is one he's seen before, from this exact same spot even. Then he had been on his knees and there had been lava illuminating the walls. And, Foolish can't help but think as he strains against his bonds, he was probably better off.

"That's not going to work." Foolish flinches before he spots the voice, and hates himself as he relaxes at what he sees.

"Hey Bad."

[juvederm]

actually yapping

feel like a lot of my thoughts about not getting enough notes or whatever on a drawings can be dissolved by just accepting that art of the Game (its plot, events, etc) will pop off more than some self indulgent sketch. people will like things they can recognize, which i was aware of but i just thought that my art would reach the fandom people, yk the ones who are not just attached to the story but the characters too. so making recognizable art of the game wouldn't matter bc it would instead be of the characters

but the thing is, making Serious art of the game is tough. it's hard coming up with ideas, and who knows if the process is gonna be fun or extremely grueling. and on top of that, what hasn't been done so far? every idea has been drawn, been brought to life. the game is like 8 years old now. i kinda don't wanna draw more "Mountain. Blood. Snow. Ugly winter outfits" anymore lol. i mean sometimes i do bc i love the game obviously but when i wanna have fun, i'll tend to do other things that kinda combine with my own personal interests. so like fashion for example, i'll take the characters and dress them up. that's me having fun.

i want to think and Know that people understand this concept, but it feels like they don't? maybe they do. i know for a fact my mutuals do, because you are all very supportive of every silly josh doodle i make lol i appreciate it a lot 🤗 you guys are the kind of people i make this art for, the Character Likers. because i myself am someone who will attach to the characters more than like, the story. which isn't to say i just disregard the source material, that's not it at all, but for me regarding UD, imma be honest yall... i do not give a fuck abt the creature lore in the game at all. i don't care abt billy bates and whatnot. it's fine if you do, but me personally ehhh i don't care much abt that part of the story

i really like the characters out of all of this, i like certain dynamics, dialogue, etc. and i love the story too, and especially love when the story involves the characters (which i think the sanitarium segments doesn't really do? it kinda just gives insight on the 1950s mine incident and shjt) but i like the parts of the story relating to the twins. bc those are characters and they kinda haunt the narrative.

speaking of the narrative, it's part of the reason i like josh. he doesn't haunt the narrative but he controls it a lot id say. he's a very captivating character, very compelling. you want a lot out of him, like what's wrong, why is he doing this, why did he say that, blah blah. i honestly love characters that are attractive in this way, even to other characters in the story. so sam and chris for example. i enjoy the dynamic they have with josh because they're worried about him, they're thinking about him, or they want to know if he's okay, what's up with him and all that. he holds their attention like that, and ofc that led to ships and stuff. i feel like ashley's actress said it best when describing josh: "you think he's one way but then he's another"

which is honestly just so fucking true. you think he's dead, then he's not, you think he's okay but then he's not, you think he might live but he doesn't. he's even like that personality wise i'd say, but that's teetering onto like headcanon territory just somewhat. because sam does say "it's hard to tell with him" but that's mostly bc of the incident with the twins, she can't Tell if he's okay or barely hanging on. josh is hard to pin down, he's Complex, as stated in the game

sorry for getting into a little josh analysis there but since he is an important character (in general) to me, i kinda felt the need. because this also goes into my gripes about people not really getting why i draw him the way i do. j know i won't shut up about this, but i just Want everyone to know, bc i feel as though it was part of the reason why i wasn't really interacted with for as long as i've been a part of this fandom. like nobody really understood what i was doing, but it was really just simple fun. i mean, now i've completely given up hope with ever really Connectinf with the fandom, but i just want this off my chest honesrly lol

like i really don't want to keep drawing josh one way. like i said i wanna have fun so that's what i do. i can't really "make an him an oc" because i don't change anything about his story or writing. putting him in a silly outfit doesn't make him eligible for "original characterification" lol. so that's what i mean by i make a lot my art for the fandom people, the ones who like the game for more than its story, people who like making headcanons, people who like writing for the game, etc

and the reason i do it a lot is bc of what i said before. making art of the game is tough, it's a lot of thinking. what Hasn't been done already? not much lol. so i'll just keep sketching the silly stuff and sharing it with cool ppl who kinda get what i'm doing 👍

but i definitely will make art of the game and not just the characters, i'll make art more recognizable to the average player because guess what. that's also what i like. it just takes a long time for me because Serious art has a lot of thinking and planning behind it and is just very time consuming in general. but oh, josh in a skirt? took two minutes and i can just close my ipad and not worry about anything else lol

i hope this made sense??!?&?@ i kinda wanted to talk to people about it so if anyone else feels the same way i'd love to know. i'll prob make a followup sometime soon but i just wanted to get all my thoughts out in one place because i've kinda collected them all finally leleleleel

[savepc2023]

Some funfact about your PC? :D

I've got three PCs bc I have no self control so I'm gonna give three funfacts about them each :DDDD

Angel the delinquent:

Loves drawing but is absolute dog shit at it like. You cannot tell what they were going for and neither can she, he forgot about it halfway. It's just fun to put stuff on paper and go with it yk?

Can't stand coffee but LIVES for cold drinks like. What would be the mountain dew equivalent in dol bc she's ADDICTED to that

I've said this before on my previous blog but they're in a poly relationship with Robin and Sydney, annnd he's not fully corrupted Syd juuust yet but we're gettin there. She pegs Robin every night, fully clothed bc they don't like being nakey in front of ppl

Brynn the model:

He's well known around town, and for not the most pleasant reasons. Photos and videos of him posted online, showing off his bare body and his flushed face. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't phased by that, but it just means he'll be asked fewer questions if he acts like he's just dumb and horny and doesn't understand if you use big words when you speak.

Speaking of, he's very submissive. He's the definition of a good boy, say the word and he'll be on his knees for you!.......unless you're Whitney or Kylar. Funnily enough he's more likely to bottom for Kylar than he is for Whitney. He likes seeing the school bully flustered and shaking under him.

He'd like to get to know Nikki a bit better, not only because he's hot and stuff but also because every now and then he breaks his 'professional' persona to look at him with concern burning in his eyes, opening his mouth to ask something only to shut up and decide to continue with the photoshoot. Brynn just wants to know what the photographer's like when he's not speaking to a client, but with a friend.

Caelan the bartender:

They're really tall. Like. Reallyyyy tall. That paired with their resting bitch face usually scares off any people lookin to get frisky with them. But if you're yk. Not afraid and not pushy with your attempts at getting into their pants they're really good company. A little awkward but eventually they ease into the conversation and suddenly you both are just chuckling and sharing interesting experiences

They carry bandaids with them at all times. Two types, actually. The plain kind and some cute green ones with different white patterns on them. The second type is the type a certain other orphan finds pretty, a habit they picked up ever since they were kids. Even though they don't interact much with them these days, they still find themself slipping the pack into their pocket, like as if they're both seven again and Robin still has that misfortunate tendency to trip on air.

Their closet is kinda of....boring lmao. It's pretty classy, pretty cute but there's not much variety. Two waiter uniforms, shirts, vests, slacks. A sweater or two. Ties. That's it.

....i like to call them the ABC squad djsisisiwowowo

[petxina]

tagged by @frosla55 thank you!! ❤️​

name(s): helena

pronouns: she

star sign: cancer

# of siblings & fun facts about them (if you have any): 1 younger brother & not that fun probably but he repairs cars both as a hobby and as his job

# of pets: none at the moment :(

fandoms: i don't engage much in fandom nowadays. the last thing i was into was good omens but i'm mostly just doing my own thing online if i’m honest

favourite colour: reds, corals, blue, gray

favourite song: my spotify says it's benvolgut by manel. take that as you will

favorite author: i guess irene solà or mercè rodoreda! other than that i mostly read by book rather than author. the last one i finished that i really enjoyed was convenience store woman by sayaka murata

hobbies: reading, movies, drawing, crochet, ceramics (very occasionally). i also wanna get into notebook binding

favourite holiday: la castanyada (october 30th in catalonia). i like it bc it's autumn, we eat autumn treats & i usually meet up with a friend to go to this fair/festival and it's always a fun time

do you have any partner(s)?: no

fun facts about you/anything extra you wanna share!: i like cold weather and prefer the mountains to the coast, i actually live really close to one but i don't hike very often because i have the energy levels of a 65 year old. i also enjoy seafood, rice dishes and soups

tagging @cordeliaflyte @mjcace @bichopalo @marazt @minglana @indexcard