#do not steal and trace my artwork

[soullessseraphim]

Soooooo Liam's masquerade outfit because………… Because.

The fool

[peteytheparrot]

GET OUT OF THE KITCHEN

[shy-nightmare]

At last. I have done it.

Gonna probably color this in November, but I just wanted to share this with my fellow Toon Patrol fans while I have the time 😁

@weaselnerd, @los-angeles-toon-patrol, @imaginarytoon1, @marinerainbow, @trashogram, @basiabd, @lastofautumn, @slashingdisneypasta and everyone else who loves the weasels, this one's for you 😊

Also, can we all comment F in the chat for Wheezy's sanity? 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

[wormdevourer]

more sukuna doodles (did these without a sketch so they’re not the best but I like them :)

[oxxjustfrankieandmikuloverxxo]

Full body

[micoz-field-of-dreamz]

“DRUMS, DRUMS!”

[sweet-milky-tea705]

So i found out my art actually gets much harder and worse if i use guidelines. I think i’ll just use guidelines in a thumbnail sketch and freehand the rest. Also my art gets worse when i use references. Why am i so backwards😭😭

[leidensygdom]

Commission scams: A guide on how to avoid them and find legit artists

Hello! I am writing this guide in order to hopefully help people spot scammers and art thieves, to teach people how to deal with them and to give people ways to actually get real artists for commission work.

For those who do not know, there is a recurring, extremely widespread type of scam where someone will advertise their commissions using stolen artwork, or (sometimes) traced or AI-generated pictures. This started (as far as I know) on Twitter, but it is currently in all sorts of social media (I have found them in Twitter, Instagram, Bluesky and Tumblr) and also on Discord servers, often large Discord servers requiring no invites or that are easy to find through Discord advertisement places.

These do obviously hurt both, the people seeking to buy a commission (who will either get their money stolen, or given a product that is not of the quality that was advertised), and the artists whose work is being stolen, who are not getting the work themselves. It is important for people to learn how to identify these people, and to quickly take action when possible. This post is kind of lengthy, so please press the Keep reading button below for the full guide! (And please do share this post around if possible- This is a very common scam and I have met far too many people who have fallen to it or have got their art stolen due to it, including friends and myself.)

So, how do they work? (in Social media)

In my experience, a lot of these scammers either run multiple accounts or are part of a larger scheme, operating in organized groups that follow similar tactics. They will very often use automated means to advertise en masse. Those in social media will make accounts that post some example artwork, often with a myriad of tags, in styles that do not match (see first example, featuring my stolen art :'')). They very rarely post anything that isn't stolen artwork, or have any actual real following they interact with properly. They will then very often spam heavily through replies (such as it happens in Twitter), posting hundreds of really similar messages in a short period of time. In the second example, you can see an account from one of these scammers that is using automated posts to garner attention, which are shared by similar accounts (notice the same exact wording between the first and third post). The third example (in the Replies tab) shows how one of this accounts replies "Hi" to every single message they get.

They will often seek posts from people who are searching for commissions, answering them (often with a "I do commissions, DM me") or other variants of that. (They often only share their "art" on DMs to not be caught stealing by the original authors.) You can see an example of that on the first screenshot below. On Twitter, Instagram and pretty much any place where you can DM people, they may also come to your DMs, often starting with a "Hello" or something so you answer to them, and then they will suddenly share their commission information (as seen in the second picture).

In any case, they rarely have publicly available commission sheets, and will only disclose their prices on DMs. They may share more stolen artwork in there. From there on, they will often speak in fairly broken English, and try to lead you to commission them. They will haggle the prices if they can- But they tend to be fairly steep, with them going up to $300 a fullbody, which tends to be unusual in people without a fairly established following or popularity.

They will often give you a payment method that does not allow for refunds- Such as sending the money to "Friends and Family" in Paypal. This is actually illegal for commercial work, so if you get an artist telling you to pay them through such a method, please do be incredibly wary: Professionals will use methods that do have an option for refunds.

2. How do they work? (on Discord)

On Discord, they will often enter in servers where there may be a place for them to advertise, or servers available through Disboard and other Discord-community searchable sites. Then, they will often not interact at all with the community itself, but they will jump to advertising channels and post about "seeking for work". I have found out that scammers operating on Discord do only very rarely also have socials, so look out for that. Do reverse searches if you can. Legit artists don't tend to join Discords solely to advertise, so look up "from: [name]" on Discord and check how they have interacted in the server, if they have done that in any way. See the first and second example for an example on how they behave. First example has art from @ydteus (in the second message, the dragonborn's source is unknown.) Second example is from one of these accounts who entered on a Streamers' Discord. Streamers and VTubers are very popular targets for these scammers. Third example (with art from absent_lambeth on instagram, and unknown for the second picture) shows another important point, which I'll explain below.

Many of these scammers do not have solid commission sheets showing examples and prices for them. The third one even mentions "it is under construction", fully knowing a commission sheet is expected. Not every professional artist has them, but most do. It is often expected that people who do commissions will have some sort of Terms of Service at the very least, even if they do not have a commission sheet.

3. What do they do?

They scam you. You may never get any art from them. You may get traced art, or art that is not of the quality they advertised, because the art they used for promotion wasn't theirs on the first place. Or you may get an AI-generated picture, too. In either way: You will find yourself with +$200 less in your pocket and no way to seek a refund. So, it's very important you know how to spot them BEFORE they scam you. I have known people who have lost their money

4. How do I actually spot them?

Simply put, they do not act like normal artists would. Let's make a handy list of suspicious behaviours to look for, though.

Most people who draw commissions won't directly DM you unprompted to ask you to pay them for work. If you get such a DM- Report as spam and block.

Most of them don't act like bots, either. If you're on Twitter or similar pages, seek for extremely repetitive posts, hundreds of Replies in their Replies tab that are copypasted or very similar. If you see that, report as spam and block.

Reverse search is sadly very unreliable nowadays, but it does not hurt to try. A lot of them will modify the picture so it doesn't show in reverse search, but try it- And seek if it links to a different account with a different name.

As an ESL, I hate to say this, but the grand majority of them have really broken English, so look out for that. Not every person with broken English is a scammer, but it is something common amidst them. You will notice they fail to communicate general information. Try to ask them for Terms of Service, for example: They will probably be unable to provide you anything (if they do even understand you.)

You will rarely find them on your own unless you frequent specific tags, such as "commission" or "openforcommission". Or even using completely unrelated tags in their posts. I found one of them using a tag about someone's death to cop violence on their anime art. These people mostly only interact with their fellow scammers, but not with artists you'd find through other means.

As mentioned above, they won't provide you a payment method that allows for refunds the grand majority of the time. If someone tells you to send them money "as friends and family" in Paypal, or through something life Ko-fi's donations (although this one is rare), do not pay them. This is a general advice: Do not use payment methods that do not allow refunds for people you don't know.

Ask them for a commission sheet, a webpage, their Terms of Service and other things. Professionals should be able to provide at least one of these, usually.

5. What do I do if I find out they have stolen art/if my art has been stolen?

If you have found stolen art, let the original artist known ASAP if you can find them. Ask for help from friends if you cannot find them.

If you're the artist, DMCA claim. Every page has it, it is required for them to have it. If you search "dmca form (and the website's name)", it should show up. Bsky only has it in mail form right now, but it's there. A DMCA claim is a Copyright claim, and as long as you can show that you posted your picture somewhere before they did, you can do it. The form may seem scary, but it is not all that much. They will ask for your legal full name, address, a mail + a telephone, the url of the post stealing your art, an url to where you posted it first, and to sign/agree to some terms. DMCA claims tend to be processed swiftly (in about a day) because websites can get in trouble if they allow for copyrighted content to be stolen. And you actually do have rights to any picture you have created without needing to trademark it or anything.

You may also want to ask your friends to help you report the account and/or posts. Often, reporting it for spam will give you the best results. DMCA claims will take down the offending posts, but sadly, reports in most major places are rarely taken seriously, but they may limit an accounts' reach or auto-flag it as spam in DMs, so it is still a fairly effortless option to follow. DO still DMCA claim them though.

6. Where do I actually find real people to commission?

Your best bet is through other real people. Let me explain some good methods for this.

Do you have friends who are artists? Ask them if they have commissions open, or if they know other people who take them. Artists almost always know other artists, and they can quickly find you someone you can trust.

Did a friend of yours get a commission? Ask them who was it from if you like the style, and they may be able to get you a link to their social media!

Do you follow artists for any sort of content you're interested in? (General art, fanart/fandom stuff, people you look up to, etc). You can check their work first and see if they have commissions, or if they share art from other people, and then check those.

Scammers really don't partake in fandoms or have art-related posts go viral (some get some follower-begging bait going viral, but that's it). Chances are that, if you found a cool art in your dashboard or timeline, it is from a real artist.

I think places such as VGen need verification for artists and have ratings. I am not personally experienced with it, but you may want to check that out.

You can always ask people to double check with you if you found someone but are doubtful about them being legit. If you are part of any community, do ask there! If you have artist friends, tell them! A lot of artists are acquittanced with the scam issue.

I have seen people do lists of artists available for commissions in places such as bsky, too. These can be an option, but always do verify that the people doing the list in the first place do seem like an actual person.

Ending notes

This is a very long post, but I really wanted it to be very thorough. I would greatly appreciate if you could share it around, as it is a very widespread issue that not many know how to identify. If you do find out scammers in Discords, please DM the servers' admins and link them to this post so they can get banned, in order to prevent scamming and art theft.

If you have any question or you need someone to help you verify an artist being legit or a scammer, my DMs are open for that too. I have talked about this a bunch in other places and I am fairly experienced with these cases, and I would be very happy to be able to lend a hand and find you an artist, if you do need the help. Thank you for reading!

[murkywaters808]

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☆ I can’t get this goober out of my mind so have yet another drawing of his man! >:3

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[levi-ackermvn]

my heart came to a full STOP at the sight of this masterpiece of a commission done by the lovely and incredible milkcupie on ig (⺣◡⺣)♡* this has become one of my favorite comms ever, it is beyond beautiful and perfect (*ˊᗜˋ*)/* i go feral whenever i think about levi and sloane after the war, as they grow softer and more openly vulnerable with each other, healing together in a broken yet newly emerging world. their intimacy deepens without the burden of their soldierly duties overshadowing their love. one thing sloane cherishes is gently tracing her fingers over the scars that mark levi’s pale face. this nightly ritual becomes a silent testament to her unwavering love and adoration, embracing him wholly, even the parts he deems grotesque. (つω`｡)

[ DO NOT REPOST, EDIT, OR TRACE!!! this artwork was commissioned for my fic so please do not steal it ]

[ this is an oc x canon post. if you do not like it, please kindly leave. any negative, hateful, or weird comments that has nothing to do with my post or fic will be deleted ]

[jiinxswife]

Proposal. Jinx x fem!reader

summary- marrying Jinx wasnt something you expected, but since youre doing it, you must do it right

jinx x fem!reader, no spoilhers (i think), barely any use of she\her pronous

jinx will be written on blue, reader on purple

Marrying jinx wasnt something you planned, fuck, falling so hard for Zaun`s biggest terrorist and most insane girl wasnt in your plans, but what else can you do when all you could think of in the last months is about how badly you want to put a ring on your gilfriend`s finger?

Its almost impossible to not sweat as you use blacklight ink to paint the pillars of a Zaun`s abandoned building, forming different paintings, that roughly represented, on the best manner you could, moments of you and Jinx on each pillar, forming a beautiful artwork that could only be seen under UV light, that was shinning over you and your work due to the Blacklight Lamp that you luckly managed to steal from your girlfriend without much struggle.

Done painting the walls as you pleased, you move to the floor, its dusty and dirty, like the rest of the place, but you dont care much, trowing some ink on it, you use one of your feet to sloppily drag the spilled ink around, forming a heart shape, not trying to make the form perfect, knowing that Jinx likes things coming out more messy and natural, and in the end, the heart shape comes like that, sloppy, messy and natural, familiar, like your love for her. In the middle of the heart, you write "jinx", for where you want her to stand at, and "yn", for where you are going to be

When everything is done, you move to turn off the Blacklight Lamp you had placed as high as you could, and that was working due to a batery you stole from someone from piltover, with the lights off, your painting dissapear, as the expected, leaving you in the dark, only with the moonlight to lead your way, and with the scenario done and ring on your pocket, you now just have to go get jinx

jinx curved herself on her worshop, focused on creating something, probably a grenade or new pistol, unable to hear your approach due to the loud, banging music she was hearing, "get jinxed". you aproach the phonograph, cause of the sound and turns it off, the sudden silence getting her attention, making her look at you uh? toots?

jinx asks, turning her chair to look at you, an amused and yet playfully smirk creeping down her lips as she looks at you

you're not the one i expected to be killing my mood -she teases with a dry chuckle as she adds rather playfully- maybe youre spending too much time with silco

yeah, maybe, whatever, just- follow me you say to her, grabbing her hand and dragging her outside of her hideout,earning from her an amused chuckle and mumble, that you cant quite understand due to how loud your heart is beating on your chest, ears ringing in anxiety and antecipation i have a surprise a surprise? jinx asks, following you, her smirk getting a more curious undertone thats unlike you she states, before she stops walking when you do, both of you facing what for jinx is just another Zaun's abandoned building oh my gosh she says, faking a gasp and happiness thats it? its oh-soooo perfect, i adored it, what could be better... she speaks, starting to circle you, like a shark with its prey then to need to stop working to be dragged to an abandoned building on the middle of the night? fuck you, jinx you say with a mix of offense and playfullness as you move away from her, in the direction of your improvised lightswitch, turning the Blacklight Lamp on, earning from jinx a small yelp as she looks around, eyes shinning at the just revealed images

when- how? why? she asks, looking around, a bit stunned as she moves closer to the pillars, fingers softly tracing the glowing ink, a smirk, no, a smile forming on her face as she looks at your artwork, before at you alright toots, maybe this wasnt a complete waste of time

her words earn a chuckle from you and, before even answering her, you take her hands in yours, leading her to the middle of the heart drawn on the floor, that she just noticed now, due to your gaze towards it. leaving her on the spot with her name, you go to the one with yours, getting on your knees, looking up at her, seeing her tensing up and taking a small step back jinx. i really love you, and i quite cant see myself without you anymore.. you say, a blush foorming on your cheeks as you take a deep breath, taking out of your pocket a ring box and opening it i want everything from you, your happiness, your sadness, your trouble, so, jinx, do you.. want to make it official? would you give me the blessing of marrying you?

[larvamars]

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[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! 😁😊😁    

[wormdevourer]

some akutagawa fanart I made yesterday

[gallaghersgal]

High school sports au with Lip maybe dating a cheerleader + "shut up and kiss me already"

sonia i love u sm bc you're enabling me and my baseball!lip x cheerleader!reader addiction >:) no warnings, all characters are 18+, the assumption is they're high school seniors.

prompts from this au list and these subtle smut dialogues. part of my 1,500 follower celebration. celebration masterlist -> here.

the cheer team didn't normally come along to baseball games. however, a special exception was made for a game as important as the state semi-finals.

you smooth the skirt of your cheer uniform nervously and peek into the unused room where the boys are eating before the game, hoping to offer your best friend words of good luck. one of his teammates nudges lip and points to the door, and he looks up with a wide grin once he meets your eyes. he's out the door in a moment's time and his arm wraps around your waist to tug you into his side. "'s pretty cool that y're here," he mumbles.

you smile at him, taking the eye black stick he hands to you with a silent understanding of his question. your hand cradles his jaw to keep him still, applying dark streaks across his cheeks and curving them down into two little points. then, an idea pops into your head. "wait, stay right here," you tell him, tapping your hand on his chest.

you dash down the hallway to the area where the cheer girls have stored their bags, pulling your smallest detail brush from the clutch that held your makeup. you hurry back to a smiling lip, stepping into his space and running the brush over the eye black stick. you hold his face again, your cheeks heating up as his hand falls to your hip. he looks at you like you hung his moon and stars—the same way he has since you were kids—and honestly, to him you probably did. you mentally shake away the butterflies in your stomach to continue what you're doing. your brush draws a small heart beneath the dark line on his right cheek, then you add your initial next to it.

"there, signed my artwork," you say with a smile. "good luck, lip, i know you guys are gonna do great. and i mean, even if you don't, just getting here is-"

"shut up and kiss me already," he cuts you off, and you don’t need to be told twice. your fingers delve into the curls at the nape of his neck, lips pressing together, finally quelling the ache you’ve felt for so long.

the first kiss you share is short, followed by two quick pecks as lip chases your mouth then finally allows you to pull away. his hands stay on your hips like he never wants to let you go. one thumb rubs over the small stretch of skin revealed by your uniform. he stares at you, reverent, eyes moving from your pink lips, to your cheeks, to your eyes.

“what is it,” you ask softly, leaning in tentatively to kiss him one more time. he hums against your lips.

“you’ve, uh,” he traces a finger over your cheek. “you’ve got a little eye black on’ya,” he mumbles.

a giggle bubbles up from inside your chest and you lift your thumb up to pull his bottom lip into a pout. “well, you’ve got a little gloss, so. i think we’re even.”

“yeah?” lip asks with a smirk. he places a kiss to the corner of your mouth, then your forehead, then finally breaks your shared bubble. “go on, get y’makeup fixed before the game. i’ll see you after, right?”

you can’t help the wide smile on your face as you respond, “right. i’ll see you then.”

lip gives you a little wave, turns towards the door, then hurries back to your side to steal one final kiss. you exclaim a soft, surprised ‘mmph!’ against his lips, to which he whispers, “for good luck,” before returning to the room with the rest of the team. as soon as the door closes you hear the boys whistle and clap and you laugh with delight, hurrying back to rejoin the rest of the cheer team.

when you step in with eye black smudged on your flushed cheeks they all gather around you, bubbling over with excited giggles and whispered questions.

[curiousdem0nsartblog]

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