#gun warning

[kh1o]

@dollykiller

[bettertwin1]

gives you a gun* have fun Lee! runs*

I don't...think i'm meant to have this...?

[sharkpeeko]

holy shot i guess

[xoxomorgannz]

you're loves like rhinestones, falling from the sky.

[200iqkilljoy]

everytime i draw leon i want to hog it to myself and say. myyy precious

blabbering under the cut LOL

the sketch was so much cuter you have no idea the agony i felt doing the lineart. also woah. crazy. tumblr exclusive drawing cuz character limits are stupid and stinky

he’s the most darling thing ever. would post every little chibi doodle but thatd get annoying and i’d get super embarrassed. so incredibly shy posting, especially leon. originally i didn’t like this design much then it gave me crazy nostalgia and now he’s my pride and joy

balls up fists and punches him jjba style

[eyesoftheholder]

cast of mepheles! they all have faustian bargains to fetch

[abyssalblue]

Thinking about Romeo hard lately...

Don't mind the gun, my fiance drew it

[lucidsadvocate]

tumblr era when

[autistic-pebbles-au]

pebbles and the FAMAS (pebbles and the FAMAS)

[He's totally not a gun expert, ask Suns about it LMAO]

I have no idea if FAMAS is something else but google can't find anything besides this XP

(this ask is so old, I'm sorry pal you had to wait so long ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ)

[kh1o]

need !!

[rodrws]

More Baby 5 bcs i love her

I keep forgetting i have this account 😓

(Im still not really familiar with this app either)

[uzi-doormans-blog]

Trick or treet now give the candy to me

Here you go, or whatever🍬🍬🍫

Also, what kind of gun is that? I want it.

[eyeballsoup7310]

Redraw of a very old thing I found in my drafts

Original /\

[keithbutgay]

the six merry murderesses and also chuuya

[thekinschoolhouse]

Heart Moodboard!

Requested by @3dimensionalsystem for @sillystringsys (🧪), with purple and media related images.

[leoisgayforwriting]

【Ｐｒｏｍｉｓｅ　Ｔｏ　Ｔｈｅ　Ｍｏｏｎ】

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 𝟏𝟒𝟐𝟑

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞- 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐜. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐮𝐰𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 @n3r0-1417

“RUN!”

Those words rang in his ear as the young boy watched vines appear out of nowhere and attacked the clan, he tried to run but the vines wrapped around his legs. The poor child couldn’t move at all as he listened to the screams.

Everyone was trying to run past him and survive through the curses. Those with cursed energy tried to fight back.

The curses were strong.

He looked down at the vines that were slowly wrapping around his body.His mother stood in front of him once he looked up. 

The boy thought she had died on a mission with his father.

The green haired boy whispered, “Mother…” The beast that stood in front of him was no longer his mother but a curse. “Mother, let me go- please!”

She may look like a human yet he could see she was no longer the woman who had raised him. His mother was quiet while staring at him as the lines wrapped around his body completely, he couldn’t move at all and her gaze sharpened while the screams got louder until it was quiet.

Her cursed energy was insane and he could feel it.

The vines were wrapping around his throat now making it hard to breathe. 

“Remember this forever, child.” Her voice was sharp as she spoke. “You’ll be the last blood child of the Yamamoto clan.”

“Mom!”

His vision quickly blackened.

A gasp escaped the 17 year old boy as he quickly sat up from his bed. His heart was racing as he started sweating from the nightmare, he stared at his shaky hands.

It was all his fault.

A shaky breath escaped his lips as he reached for his water that he kept next to his bed and he took a sip of it, it did not help him calm down. Nightmares plagued him since he was a child, he placed his cup down as he used his other hand to rub his eyes.

His door suddenly opened and his purple eyes quickly stared at two taller boys.

Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto.

He hadn’t realized he summoned Rookie until the baby dragon rubbed against him to calm him down. He suddenly noticed the gun in his hand, he didn’t remember grabbing it.

“Kat…” Suguru spoke softly as he kneeled in front of him and lowered the pistol.

His hands were shaking now as he stared at the boy in front of him, tears formed in his eyes until he just leaned against his friend. He closed his eyes while Satoru took the gun from his hand and placed it on his nightstand, Suguru just held the green haired boy gently in his arms.

Satoru sat on the bed as he looked at the shaking boy. “Shoko’s bringing food over, we’ll be staying with you.” the taller boy spoke softly as he rubbed his back. “Do you want Shoko to pick up anything else?”

Katsu shook his head as he looked at his hands without saying a word. 

The white haired boy ignored that though and typed something on his phone.

The room bore witness to a heavy atmosphere, thick with the weight of Katsu's distress. Satoru and Suguru, attuned to his unspoken turmoil, flanked him with a silent understanding. As if responding to the emotional currents, Rookie, the baby dragon, nuzzled against Katsu, a small, scaly presence offering solace in its own endearing way.

The trio formed an unusual but tight-knit support system, a peculiar family bound by circumstances that transcended the ordinary. Satoru's usually charismatic demeanor softened into genuine concern, while Suguru's usual playful demeanor gave way to a more subdued presence, reflecting the gravity of the moment.

The impending visit from Shoko, hinted at by the subtle promise of food, spoke volumes about the network of support surrounding Katsu. In times of distress, it seemed that a chosen family emerged to provide comfort and solace. Shoko's arrival would not only bring nourishment but also a reassuring presence—a reminder that, even in the midst of turmoil, there were allies ready to stand by Katsu's side.

The room, though laden with the echoes of Katsu's troubles, held a subtle promise of solace. The trio, with Rookie as an adorable participant in this makeshift family, created a sanctuary where Katsu could find respite from the storm that raged within him. As Shoko's footsteps approached, carrying the warmth of camaraderie and the aroma of comfort food, it became evident that, in their own peculiar way, these individuals were a beacon of support for Katsu in times of need.

Shoko's measured footsteps approached, a rhythmic cadence that carried the promise of solace and comfort. The aura of camaraderie accompanied her, an invisible thread weaving through the heavy air in Katsu's room. As she entered, the atmosphere seemed to shift, becoming infused with a sense of reassurance.

The aroma of comfort food wafted in with her, a fragrant reminder that, in their own peculiar way, this makeshift family provided a sanctuary for Katsu in times of need. The combined efforts of Satoru, Suguru, and the endearing presence of Rookie formed a unique support system, offering solace beyond words.

Shoko's presence was a balm, her keen understanding of both medical and emotional needs making her a beacon of support. Her arrival hinted at a shared history, a connection that surpassed the professional realm and delved into the personal intricacies of their peculiar dynamic.

At this moment, as Shoko stepped into the room, the heavy weight that had settled upon Katsu's shoulders seemed to ease. The camaraderie, the aroma of familiar and comforting dishes, painted a tableau of resilience in the face of turmoil. The room, once laden with distress, now became a haven—a place where Katsu could find refuge and healing, surrounded by the peculiar but unwavering support of those who had become his chosen family.

“Hey Kat,” The shorter girl smiled at her friend as she placed the bags of food down and ruffled his hair. 

The green haired male sighed in relief while Rookie rubbed against Shoko's stomach. A smile formed on his lips while his friends set up the television in his room and Satoru checked the bags to see if their friend brought him something he liked. 

Who expected Katsu to actually friend the trio after their first meeting?

He never saw Satoru or Suguru as his friends in the beginning. Shoko he got along well with, now they were his closest friends and the ones he never wanted to lose.

“Are you serious? You want us to work with this weakling?” 

The 15 year old green haired male had an annoyed look on his face as this white haired boy complained about how his best friend and him had to work with someone. He was a special grade as far as this kid was concerned, the loud boy probably thought he didn’t deserve to work with him. 

His best friend sighed as he kept his hands in his pockets. “Satoru, you can’t just assume everyone is weak.” The other boy spoke though Satoru wasn’t going to listen.

“Who says I’m weak anyways? I could take you in a fight, we’re both special grades anyways.” Katsu pointed out. That made the taller boy scoff as he looked at the boy in front of him, there was something curious to say the least about this strange kid. His cursed energy was unreadable for some reason. How was he a special grade?

“What’s your name?”

“Yamamoto Katsu.”

“Not even going to ask who I am?”

Katsu rolled his eyes as he looked away from the other sorcerer. “I already know who you are, Gojo Satoru.” he responded. “I just don’t care.”

A grin formed on his face as he heard the tone. There was definitely an interesting thing about this boy and Satoru was going to figure it out, he wanted to fight Katsu and go completely all out. “You and I are going to fight after this mission.” 

A scoff was heard but a smirk had formed on the green haired boy’s face. “Alright, get ready to get your ass kicked.”

The friendship was definitely something he was never going to regret.

Katsu just watched Satoru and Suguru argue about the movie they were going to watch. Shoko was just waiting next to him and offered him some of her snacks she brought over.

A relaxed laugh escaped his lips as he and Shoko leaned against each other while watching their two boys argue.

This was enough.