#i already doodled two things of this AU again for no reason

[kiwibirdlafayette]

im definitely not ignoring my wips. why would you think that

(based on tags ideas by Licantropa in the original godswap post I saw em again and I was like. wait lemme see how I could design it for fun)

[greatgoddyke]

time to make your choice only you can be the one

[illusioncanthurtme--art]

These are a couple doodles from yesterday, Gideon as a younger teen, before the growth spurt, maybe 14? He's discovered he's a vampire, and has a lot of recovery to do, since he's severely blood deficient.

I'm gonna let myself explode about my vampire gideon ideas, under construction, under the cut: (I don't write fanfiction, I just throw up my ideas on a tumblr post, apparently :'D)

This is what I love about tumblr - it's a place where I can throw the doodles (something that isn't finished *artwork*), and let myself be really delusional about fictional characters. So I'm gonna take a moment to ramble about the ideas I have for Gideon as a vampire.

If you're a fellow Gideon Head, HI THERE... anyway, here's my thought process on a potential vampire-gideon backstory???

I've always liked the idea of gideon being a vampire, and also becoming a much better person when he's older. And that got me thinking, maybe those two things are linked. Maybe the vampire thing is somehow tied into his reformation.

But I tend to lean towards building my ideas off canon (as opposed to making an AU). And if gideon was a vampire, and knew this during the events of the show, it would have come to light at some point. So, either he doesn't know he's a vampire, or he becomes one later. Becoming one later works narratively, but he's already so vampiric, with the white hair, pale skin, sunscreen, evil, etc. So I'm like, let's go with that.

So, gideon has gone his whole life without knowing he's a vampire, and without drinking blood. I'm thinking that being a vampire in this case (my gravity falls fan version of what a vampire would be) wouldn't adhere to typical vampire conventions. You don't NEED to drink blood to survive.

Here's the idea I got yesterday: after the events of weirdmageddon, gideons experience motivated him to become a better person. It was the awakening, basically. But in the subsequent years, he's still a little shit. Maybe he's in juvenile detention, or prison again. But now, he has the self awareness to know that what he's doing is wrong. This is where my ideas get a little fuzzy, so bear with me. Bud has his suspicions, and as a last resort, puts gideon on some sort of mission trip type of cross country trip, when he's in his teens. And along the way, maybe at the end, there's this secret group of vampires that open gideons eyes to what he really is.

Basically??? Without blood, gideon is very evil. He's an evil little shit. This may not be how it is for every vampire. Maybe some grow very sickly without blood, just get hungry, etc. The effects of blood deficiency vary from vampire to vampire. But Gideon becomes very unhinged. And he'd essentially been Blood Hangry for his whole life. That being said, some of it was just his personality that he needed to work through, but drinking some blood helped a LOT. Blood isn't food for him, it's more like his medication.

Once he has that discovery, he spends a long while, I'm thinking maybe even a year, just recovering from the deficiency. He's almost always drinking blood to keep up his levels, and he's very rarely seen in public to keep the vampire thing a secret. That's what these drawings were supposed to be, him in his pseudo bedridden state. This period in his life would be one big blur; mostly spent binge watching soap operas and being all cozy. In contrast to his usual suit + tie, he's dressing for max comfort: sweatpants, sweatshirt, a knit hat over his ridiculously big hair, and always wrapped in a blanket. Not sure if somehow he feels cold when drinking blood?? But for some reason, I feel like he'd always be wearing like 10 layers and laying under a heated blanket or something.

Eventually, he'd only need to drink blood about once a month for maintenance.

Character development wise - even as an adult, Gideon isn't sure if he's truly a good person. Is the blood deficient version of himself the true gideon? Or is this well adjusted man who he truly is? And there's an issue of the chicken and the egg, too. Gideon was born a vampire. Did these genes activate because he was predisposed to being evil? Or did the vampire thing happen by coincidence? Does being a vampire make him evil, or is it the other way around? He doesn't know, and he never will.

The one thing I'm not sure I like about this idea: i'm worried that I'd be writing off his villainous personality as an illness that can be cured with a thing. Obviously, it would be better if he faced that head on, and figured out how to be better. So I'm still grappling with that. But for now, this is an idea I'm entertaining. Of course, I think it would be interesting if there was a plot point where his usual source of ethically sourced human blood was compromised for a time, and he had to grapple with his personality going topsy turvy.

It's actually embarrassing how much I just wrote???? If you've made it this far, wow, I applaud you. I guess this was just my idea of having a good sunday night, writing down my silly thoughts on gideon gosh darn gleeful. Let me know your thoughts too!!!! I'd love to know if you have any ideas, or questions, or ways to strengthen this potential backstory.

[emelinstriker]

{Twice As Bad AU} Wukong & Macaque ♤ Even Little Things

Art drawn by me.

My little take on @semisolidmind's TAB AU due to peeps asking me to cover that as an X Reader ever since that one doodle I once did for it.

As usual, tweaked some things a bit in the AU just for the sake of the plot- And also cuz I haven't really kept track of all the canon things in the AU, so I'm mostly just using the basic premise of the AU and added/removed some things for the story twist, humor and all that. So please don't take it as canon y'all-

Also, I speedran this within three days to post it earlier than planned, so... Happy birthday, Semi! Have 4k words of ya bois as birthday gift, I guess. :D

TW: Descriptions of death and gore

[TL;DR] Monke have 'yummy' berry if customer have coin.

♤ ~ Emotional Mix ~ ♤

It started out as a regular day at the market for you.

You owned a little stall where you would sell berries you and your little monkey friends collected. You kept on insisting that you wanted to collect them on your own, but the two ginger-furred and dark-furred monkeys just wouldn't leave you alone. Though, their kindness and willingness to help you did prove useful in the end. You managed to garner a lot of berries by the end of the day. How they managed to get them all? You would never know. You didn't exactly question it much either due to how many you were able to sell. Sales were pretty good today as well... And as per usual, your two little monkeys were practically guarding you and your stall, which you found really adorable. They looked like two innocent and fluffy puppies looking out for their beloved owner. And their cuteness did definitely contribute to your berry selling success.

Though, while they were pretty quiet and polite towards your customers that were just there to buy berries, there were some they truly didn't like to have around you at all... More specifically, those who showed even the slightest bit of romantic interest towards you.

Especially that farmer boy.

God, they really hated that guy for some reason.

Even if they just saw him walk across the street, far away from where you actually were, they would already start letting out aggressive sounds of pure hatred. Meanwhile you would just awkwardly wave at the poor guy. Though, besides the few customers that had interest in you, your monkeys were pretty well-behaved when you were around. You found it adorable how they would even help fill up tiny bags with berries like little helpers. And if they weren't doing that, they would either sit or lie around on your stall or cling onto you while you worked. They especially loved body contact with you, so they mostly clung onto you. All they wanted in return for their help was your affection, oddly enough. No snack either, just affection. You only had to give them little kisses or cuddle them a bit and they were already melting in your arms. Another cute thing they would do whenever you were selling berries was to give you gifts...

Well, it certainly sounds cute in theory.

However, their gifts ranged from not only some simple shiny rocks and flowers, but also to literal little animals and insects... Which were usually alive whenever they were the dark-furred monkey's gift, but were most definitely always dead in the ginger-furred monkey's case. Of course, you would still praise them as to not upset them... And while they were highly aware of your discomfort whenever they brought in animals and insects, they just ignored it. Then again, you never thought much of it since in your eyes, they were just monkeys. Just two simple, silly, little monkeys. Why would they respect your discomforts when they couldn't even talk?

Well, despite your little monkeys not being able to talk to you, they did seem to understand you. Which felt really nice, considering most in the village either didn't trust you or enjoy talking to you... So their company was very endearing and appreciated.

Especially in certain moments...

"What do you mean you're out of berries?" A tough-looking man asked, definitely pissed off. So you tried to stay calm and defuse the situation as best as you could.

"Sorry, sir... But all berries are already sold out. The last batch was sold a few minutes ago. B-But you could come back tomorrow and-" "I don't have the fucking time to come back tomorrow! I need those berries now!" He rudely cut you off.

"I, uh, understand, sir, but-" "I know you still have berries in stock! I can see a bunch in the basket over there!" He cut you off again, yelling in your face as he pointed towards the basket behind you. You grimaced a little in discomfort.

"Sir, those are berries I'll deliver after work to a woman who already paid for them-" "Then give her that money back or some shit, will ya?! Just give me those damn berries instead already!" The man looked like he would jump behind the stall's counter any moment now to launch himself at you, when you suddenly heard very familiar growling coming from behind the man... He turned around, only to see two small monkeys glaring furiously at him.

The man scoffed. "The fuck are those doing here? Are those your pets or some shit?" You gave your monkeys worried glances, not wanting them to get involved and get hurt. This man looked tough and would have no problem getting rid of two little monkeys...

But your monkeys were different.

Instead of backing down, they slowly approached the man aggressively on all fours. Their tails were dangerously swaying behind them as they snarled at him... While they could tolerate the presence of customers in most cases, this was one of the few cases where they really were just out to murder. All they needed was an opening...

Wukong then seemingly stopped snarling for a moment as he whispered something extremely quietly, to which Macaque nodded. While Macaque continued to aggressively approach the man, his brother gave the man one last glare before running up to you instead, launching himself at you. Startled, you stumbled back a bit as he jumps at you. And with seemingly extreme strength, he managed to knock you down to the ground behind your stall. Your stall obscured your vision of the man and your other monkey. You groaned a bit in pain before you looked at the ginger-furred monkey, who just smiled at you with a love-struck gaze. He didn't attack you or anything, his tail just swayed happily as he nuzzled you. You, of course, were confused by his sudden mood change. "Why did you tackle me-"

Then, you heard a scream from the man for just a split second before the other monkey's snarling suddenly stopped. Everything was silent. Suspicious and confused, you held the ginger-furred monkey against your chest while he continued to happily nuzzle into you. You then stood back up and looked towards the front of your stall... The man was gone. But the dark-furred monkey was still there, sitting contently like a good boy where the man once was. His tail happily swayed behind him as well as if nothing ever happened just now...

The man's decomposing body was found hanging from a tree by his own guts in the forest a few days later. According to those who found his corpse, his body was completely mangled. His face was seemingly ripped or mauled off, displaying his skull with his eyes missing. His rib cage seemed to have been crushed and his abdomen was torn wide open. Part of his organs were missing, and a single bloody peach was found buried inside the body. His tongue was ripped off and literally stuffed down his throat, as if it were there to tell him to forever keep quiet... Not to mention all his broken bones that were not just simply snapped, but crushed into pieces. The entire scene was extremely horrifying for those that saw his remains. Some sort of brutal demon must've killed him. Yet the reasons were unknown as to why this man would be murdered in such a gruesome way... What did the man think in his last moments? Was he immediately dead or was he tortured alive? The people of the village seemed to mentally point their fingers in your direction, however. Especially due to how you were one of the last people they saw him with.

That was just one of the strange happenings surrounding you and your monkey companions.

Something else the villagers noticed was the other rather recent murder cases looked similar, though less brutal. Whoever, or whatever, killed the other people also killed this man. But the other victims usually only had their abdomens be ripped open and their organs ripped out, for whatever reason... Though, they all were found with a single bloody peach inside them.

And of course, villagers kept you in mind as a major suspect. Which was sort of understandable since all those people were people who basically told you to get lost and fuck off, telling you that you don't belong in their community. The more people suspected you to be at least involve in the serial murders, the less people would stop by your berry stall. Which in turn made you feel sad and confused... Did you do something wrong?

Your two little monkeys noticed your guilt and self-doubt creeping in, and they didn't like seeing you beat yourself like this over whatever those other humans thought of you.

Thus, they decided now was the time to make themselves known and 'save' you from this unworthy village.

And what better way than to go out with a bang?

So, they decided to help 'sell' some berry bags personally and directly. They packed them up themselves again and snuck into peoples' houses, taking some of their coins and leaving a bag of berries everywhere they went. The two of them were extremely helpful. They came back to you with coins everytime, so you assumed they managed to sell their little bags to happy customers. All would be fine again soon...

...At least, that's what you had hoped.

News spread fast in the village.

A death was reported in the east.

Another further north.

Few more in the west.

The southern area seemed to have multiple dead people already...

People were dropping dead like flies everywhere within the span of just a single day...

The entire panic rising within the village only seemed to enhance your uneasiness as well. You were mostly outside around your stall after all... What if this so called serial killer found you? Or perhaps there was a deadly virus going around and you shouldn't even be outside in the first place...

You held your monkeys close in worry as you feared for their and your own safety, standing behind your stall once more. While you were feeling uneasy, your monkey companions only seemed all too happy and content with no care in the world as you let them nuzzle into you with cute little chirps. Sighing, you looked at all the berries you still haven't managed to sell. Feeling a little hungry, you decided to eat a few of the berries you had. After taking one of the berry bags the monkeys had packed, you grabbed a few of the berries and were about to eat them.

Suddenly, the ginger-furred one stopped you by quickly switching from clinging onto your chest to clinging onto the arm that was holding the berries, stretching his body from your arm up to your hand to clasp his own little hands around it, keeping you from eating the berry. He looked at you with seemingly slightly concerned eyes, shaking his head as he let out quiet noises, which sounded like he was begging you not to eat them. It was strange how strong this little monkey actually was... His tiny hands were preventing you from even opening your hand. The dark-furred monkey also seemed to join in on stopping you from consuming those berries as he nuzzles into your neck, wrapping his tail around the arm that's holding the bag. The sight must've looked funny to others if they were passing by, to be honest.

Confused, you decide to just listen to the monkeys and not eat the berries... Maybe they were just upset that you'd wanna unpack and eat the berries they had so nicely packed for customers earlier. Which would make sense.

Another day had passed and...

Where was everyone?

You set up your bags at your stall and were patiently waiting for someone, anyone, to even just walk past. However, everything was silent for a few hours. Dead silent for a village that had a bunch of gossip going around. Not even your monkey companions were following you this morning, oddly enough. This only added to your fear since those little guys were like your comfort pets.

Another hour passed and finally some sound was heard in the distance. Were those... screams?

Now more on edge than ever, you decided that maybe you should sit this day out on trying to sell... You didn't exactly want to lose your life to some massacre or virus after all. A bit panicked by the scream, you quickly tried to pack up the little berry bags into a basket. But as you were starting to pack up, you could hear a male voice fake coughing to grab your attention. Startled by the sudden noise after all the dead silence, you almost dropped one bag before you turned to face the person in front of your stall... Or, uh... Monkey...?

This dark-furred monkey seemed familiar... Maybe he was related to one of your little monkey friends?

He smirked at you as he leaned against the stall, his tail swaying slowly behind him. "Hey there, sugarplum. Did I arrive a bit too late? My brother and I heard you sell delicious berries here."

You waved your hand dismissively, nervous as you never had a monkey, or rather a demon in this case, being a customer. The nickname was also making you a little nervous, but maybe he was just one of those people who give everyone they see nicknames. "Oh- No, no- You're not late- I just... Didn't think I would get any customers today..."

He leaned in a bit closer to you. "Oh? Why's that? Aren't your berries said to be the best in this village though?"

"Uh, well... Yes, but usually some customers would've already bought some at this time in the day... But you'd be my first customer today." You admitted sheepishly. He only seemed to grin... You didn't know he could hear your anxious heartbeat. He knew you didn't exactly feel safe. But you were still trying to be calm and polite towards even a dangerous-looking demon him. Which he found cute. That's when his ear twitched as he heard something you couldn't hear, making his grin turn into a more... seductive one.

"I'm actually not here to buy any of those bags you're offering. I am interested in one specific berry from your stall, however."

You blinked at him in confusion. "...What berry? They're all pretty much the same?"

"Not all of them." He responded. The simian chuckled as he looked at you with intent. "There's one berry my brother and I have been keeping a close eye on for quite a while now, and we want to claim that berry for ourselves... It simply sticks out. Just like a delicious peach amongst a bunch of mediocre berries. My brother's words, not mine. But I do have to agree with him on this one." He then leaned in a little closer to you, still giving you this sort of seductive grin. "And as an honorable and kind merchant, surely you would love to fulfill a customer's simple request... Right?"

His deep voice made him sound so smooth, but his words and the way he said them also just sounded... Off... This was not a regular exchange for food, that much you could tell. But before you could reply, you heard another voice coming from behind you. "Well, well, well... How's business? Did I miss anything, Macaque?" You turned around in shock, noticing a ginger-furred simian behind you. Some sort of red and gold staff is held loosely on his shoulder as he smirked. Though, the thing that set you off the most were the clear blood spots on his fur, his clothes, and especially on one side of his staff...

"Nah, you didn't miss a thing. I was just mentioning what we wanted to 'buy'." Macaque responded with a shrug as he leaned back a bit, though still resting with his arms on the stall's counter.

They could clearly tell you were scared. And of course, as your beloved monkeys, they wanted to make you feel as comfortable around them as possible. So, maybe a little bit of an introduction would make things easier. The ginger-furred monkey raised his free hand with a little wave, smiling kindly as if he didn't just murder humans a few minutes ago. "Hey, peaches! My name is Sun Wukong. Legendary Monkey King and Great Sage Equal To Heaven! Also strongest demon you'll ever see as well as the most sexy monkey in existence- Aaaanyway, this is my sworn brother, and second-in-command, the Six-Eared Macaque." He said to break the ice, gesturing towards the dark-furred monkey as well.

"Just call me Macaque. And him Wukong." Macaque added with a bit of a shrugging hand motion. Then he moves his hand just enough to point towards his brother with a taunting, shit-eating grin. "It's much easier than Six-Eared Macaque and whatever the fuck long ass title Wukong decided to give himself." He grins smugly, to which Wukong huffs in a rather arrogant way.

"Well, excuse me for having achieved more in life than you." Wukong retorted.

"Great Sage Equal To Heaven was not an achievement if you practically begged for it."

"But Warlord was."

"You didn't even name that title in your introduction though??"

"I didn't wanna make them feel more anxious than they already are, okay??"

"And since when are you the most sexy monkey in existence?? That's bullshit and you know it."

"Hey! That title may be a tiny bit opinion-based, but it is an accurate description of me."

"Could you stop letting your ego go to your head for like five minutes? I'm still the brains in this duo. And the brain doesn't need the muscle's ego surrounding it."

"...Okay, now this is getting fucking personal, you goddamn hypocrite-"

To be honest, you weren't exactly scared at this moment anymore, just confused and uncomfortable due to them arguing and practically being so close to just claw at each other's throats over petty titles. Macaque rolled his eyes at Wukong before turning back to you, trying to get back on topic to avoid Wukong getting pissed at him over nothing again. "So about that 'peach amongst berries' talk-" Suddenly, Wukong quickly wrapped an arm around you, pulling you against his blood-stained armor with a grin. His annoyed mood immediately flipped like a switch to a more love-struck one again.

"Oh? Did our peaches agree? Was my pick-up line enough to convince them~? Did you tell them about the real us yet?" He hummed. You grimaced a bit in discomfort at him suddenly touching you so casually. Especially because you could tell he reeked of death... Was... Was he the one who killed those people...? The more you thought about it, the more connections clicked in your mind... The peach references, the way people described the latest murder of the man who yelled at you, the fact that for some reason it's all connected to literal demon monkeys...

Your heartbeat rose up, making Macaque smirk. "Well, not verbally... But I think they're starting to understand what's happening on their own. What a smart human we've picked!"

"Y-You- Wh- Wait what-" You stammered out in shock, definitely now more scared than ever before. Wukong quickly picked you up into his arms after making his staff seemingly disappear into thin air. His strength was no joke either as he clearly didn't struggle at all in holding you. His tail was happily moving behind him in excitement.

"C'mon, Macaque. We got what we came here for." Wukong stated as he walked a bit further away from your stall. You attempted to escape by trying to move out of his grip, but despite barely even gripping onto you, you were simply just flailing around a bit, clearly unable to escape your cage that were his arms. He simply ignored your attempt at an escape as he smiled contently, giving you a very familiar love-struck look...

That reminded you of your little monkey companions. Your heartbeat spiked and Macaque took notice. He raised an eyebrow at you in confusion because your heartbeat didn't change much since you started flailing in Wukong's arms. "Is something wrong, (Y/N)?"

You stopped in shock, looking at the dark-furred monkey with wide eyes. "W-Wh... H-How do you know my name?"

Ah. Right, right. You didn't know yet.

Macaque chuckled as he cupped your cheek with you still in his brother's arms. "Well, you see... We sorta picked up your name during the weeks, or I guess months at this point, when we were helping you around the village. You know, packing up berries and all that... We even made sure the latest batches had the freshest type of toxin for the best quality!" He grinned maliciously as he crossed his arms. Your mouth hung agape in shock as some tears gathered in your eyes...

"You... Y-You were those two monkeys...?" You asked quietly in disbelief... All those deaths... If they put those toxic berries in the bags you were paid for... Didn't that automatically make you a form of accomplice in their schemes? And you got paid for basically allowing them to kill all these people. You started to sob, "...Oh my god... No, no, no... This- T-This can't be- I-I would never h-help... kill- I-I d-didn't mean t-to-"

Wukong then leaned his head down a bit to kiss your forehead with a faint blush and a soft smile. "Shhh... It's fine, peaches. Don't cry. You can just put all the blame on us if that helps." He said quietly, trying to sound comforting. The warlord clearly didn't care about all the dead people, he only cared about wanting to see you smile. He summoned some form of cloud and hopped onto it with you still trapped in his arms. Then he gave his second-in-command a malicious grin. "Macaque, I'll take them home. Sweep through the village one last time. If anyone is still alive, you know what to do."

Macaque returned his own malicious grin as he bowed a little. And with his bow, a shadow-like portal opened up beneath him, swallowing him into the ground. Meanwhile, you could only helplessly watch as Wukong made his cloud fly high up into the skies at pretty high speeds. If you managed to escape his grasp now, you would just be dead. Looking back towards your village, you could see bodies lying outside, most had no blood as they probably died to the berries, but some were clearly attacked earlier by Wukong... You also witnessed houses collapsing within giant flames...

Even the sky above the village itself seemed to look doomed from afar...

You could even still see another human begging for help before being tortured by Macaque's shadows...

You were just silently crying as Wukong took you away to Flower Fruit Mountain, which would soon become your new home. Whether you would like it or not. You were theirs now. And it all simply started with some small berries...

If only you had known that even the littlest of things could snowball you down to hell.

[ Masterlist ]

[chibieggplant]

Doodles ~ Part 3

Trafalgar Law soulmate au | Imagine a magical connection between you and your soulmate, where everything you write on your arm appears on your soulmate's arm, too.

Part 3/3 | Part One | Part Two

“I…” You could only manage one word at this point; any more words were too hard to get out as you stared at the spot on his arm where the bear doodle previously was. The thought of your soulmate existing was already absurd, and you had long given up on trying to believe. However, this…this was proof. The bear doodle, exact, no room for misinterpretation. You were so shocked you could barely even speak at all as you remained still. All you could do was stare forward as your eyes moved to meet his.

Law looked at you, and as soon as he spotted your shock, he instantly understood what you were feeling. After all, his reaction was the same. Law was practically dumbfounded as the realisation hit him. Yet he also felt like the most idiotic person in the entire world. He never wrote back. Not once. Now that his soulmate was right in front of him, he felt both delighted and upset at himself as he continued to stare at you. He was feeling all kinds of emotions all at once. Joy, shock, fear, and so much more that he couldn’t even think of a name for. He felt so happy, yet so stupid; so relieved yet so scared.

Law couldn’t take his eyes off you despite part of him wanting to run away. He could see you trying to process everything as it came flooding in after years of silence. He felt terrible, awful. At this moment, he felt like an idiot for not writing back to you. His feelings were just as chaotic as yours right now. He could barely believe this was real. He had spent an entire decade telling himself he had no time for his soulmate. That he would only bring you trouble; after all that time, it felt surreal to be standing before you, knowing that fate had bound you together.

Law tried to muster up something to say, but it seemed just as challenging for him to speak as it appeared for you. Yet he needed to say something. There was this entire decade’s worth of conversation he needed to make up for. He tried to move his arms, perhaps to hug or touch you in some way, as he felt the need to show you some physical affection after so long, but it was as if they were frozen in place. The next thing he noticed was a tear started to roll down your cheek. His heart froze in his chest at the sight of the tear running down your face. This was what made him break. He could deal with you looking shocked. He could deal with you staring at him blankly. But seeing your tear just sent a spear through him. His vision was becoming blurrier as tears slowly began to fall from his eyes, too. He was a mess, and he suddenly felt so lucky to meet his soulmate finally. He realised he had wasted an entire decade’s opportunity to talk to you. To spend time with you. As this realisation set in, he wanted nothing more than for you to forgive him.

“W-why didn’t you write back?” your voice was full of emotion, and it was hard for you to manage it enough to get the words out. But it had to be said. Your tears quickly turned into a steady stream flowing down your cheeks as you began to break down in your senses. The floodgates had opened, and all the hurt you had felt, all the sadness you had felt and all the pent-up feelings had just been released. Law couldn’t hold it back anymore. He let out a muffled cry as he rushed forward and hugged you as tightly as he could. Law kept his hold tight around you as he buried his head into your shoulder. Your words hurt him. They really hurt him. He didn't want to give you some lame excuse, but the harder he tried to come up with something, the more he realised that his reason was just plain stupid.

“I’m sorry...I’m so sorry…” he said it again and again, his voice slowly becoming even more muffled as he became even more emotional. His heart raced as he remembered all of his own emotions. He was scared. He was scared that you would hate him. Scared that you would never forgive him. Scared to hear your response to his apology. He was scared of…well, a lot of things. He wanted to speak, though; he wanted to explain his stupid behaviour.

Law still couldn’t get the words out, though, as a few more tears streamed down his face. All he could do right now was cling to you as he continued to mutter his apologies. He was scared that you were going to reject him. After a decade of no response, you must despise him. His mind was in a frenzy. It was filled with an ungodly amount of fears and regrets. He hated himself. He should have written back all that time ago. He should have talked to you. He shouldn’t have made you feel so alone. For someone that everyone regarded as intelligent, he felt so stupid. Stupid for not writing back. Stupid for ignoring you. He was foolish for thinking he didn’t have time. Everything just felt so silly and pointless. He was probably the worst soulmate in the entire world. He couldn’t even imagine how much you must hate him for his actions. What a horrible person he was. This is why he never wrote back. He didn't deserve you. He didn't deserve anyone.

Your words sounded broken through muffled sobs as you clung to him and buried your head in his shoulder. “I-i thought you didn’t exist, I-i thought I didn't have anyone…”

Law froze at your words as they hit him like another spear to the heart. The years of silence, the years of false hope. All that wasted time. He was fully aware that he had been thoughtless by disregarding your emotions. But hearing you say it just broke his heart even more. He squeezed you tightly as he tried to suppress his pain. “I’m so sorry…I-”

He was an idiot. He shouldn’t have let this go on so long. He shouldn’t have been so stupid. He should have just listened to his heart and written back. He didn’t want to admit it, but he loved your silly doodles. But he was afraid. He was scared of rejection and convinced that no one could love him. “Please forgive me…I…I…” Law could barely finish. He prayed to every possible god that you could forgive him for his stupidity. He continued to sob into your shoulder, squeezing you as tightly as he could as he repeated his apology. He hoped to god that there was still a chance at forgiveness. He prayed that you could forgive him. Because right now, he could barely stand for how much of an idiot he had been. All this time, he had thought you would be better off without him, so he never wrote back, but all he had done was sabotage himself. He had deprived himself of years' worth of conversations. Years worth of love.

“…I was so afraid you’d hate me, t-that I was…” Law choked out as the last words left his mouth. All the guilt all of the regret came crashing down over him. He felt weak. He felt so damn…stupid. This whole time, he had convinced himself that he was okay with being apart from you. That all of this didn’t matter to him. But at this moment, his whole world came crashing down. You were real. You were his soulmate. And he had made a fool out of himself by avoiding you all these years. He felt sick. He had lost an entire decade of potential happiness all because he was an idiotic, scared little brat. But now, you were real. You were real and in his arms.

“I thought…that I was too broken. I thought that there was no way that you could ever love someone like me. And I was so…” Law broke down again, finally saying the words he had been dying to say all this time. Words he had been denying for a very long time. “I just thought you would deserve someone so much…better…I’d bring you trouble” Law’s grip loosened up slightly, but his arms still wrapped tightly around you as he continued to bury his face into your shoulder. “I…I thought that I didn’t deserve you. I…I‘m not a good person. So, I thought I was doing both of us a favour by not…not writing back. I was going to protect you from myself” He could barely manage to get the words out as fresh tears streamed down his face. It might have seemed like a weak excuse, but it was the truth.

“I-I know I've been the world's biggest idiot, but…the longer I avoided it, the harder it was to write anything. I didn’t even know how I could face you after…after all of this time. I was scared of what you’d say. I thought you’d probably hate-“ His breath hitched. He hated that he had been so afraid. He regretted that he had not given you a chance. He was now aware that as a consequence of this, he might end up losing something he never got the opportunity even to experience.

“It’s okay…” you suddenly said as you held back any more tears, interrupting the torrent of words about to erupt from Law’s mouth. You paused momentarily and leaned back to meet his gaze as you spoke. “It’s okay…you’re here now.”

Law froze as you interrupted him, and those two simple words hit him like a brick to the head. He had been so scared and so worried but...it was okay? You didn’t hate him-no you forgave him. You had found it in you to forgive him even though he had kept away from you for years. Even though he was the one who refused to write you even a single word, you had forgiven him? It was unbelievable. You were still standing there, holding onto him as tightly as he was holding onto you. Law didn't understand. He held onto you with the same intensity, trying to take in the weight of your forgiveness. He was utterly flabbergasted, he shouldn’t have been this surprised. You were just that type of person, you just forgave, and you just accepted. You were a genuine, good person to the very core. It was too much for Law though. He was used to harsh words, not forgiveness. He was used to being hated by most people and not being accepted. He found it difficult to cope with the situation.

Law’s grip loosened slightly, and he began to sob harder. He felt weak, and this was the most weak he had felt in a long time. He was supposed to be strong, but now he was breaking down. He was supposed to be able to take on all of this stress, but he couldn’t. He had no control, and he despised it. “H-how can you?…”Law’s lips were trembling as he tried to get a proper grasp on himself. He couldn’t believe you had forgiven him. Law was supposed to be some irredeemable, evil bastard, yet here he was, having the kindest, most gentle person he had ever known forgive him. He felt his entire body go limp. Tears were pouring down his face at the sudden onslaught of forgiveness. It just all became too much for him. He had been expecting to be hated, hated for the past decade of silence. But it was forgiveness instead. He felt his heart beat rapidly in his chest as he suddenly tightened his grip on you as hard as he could. “W-why are you being so nice to me? I mean, I don't even deserve your kindness…”

“Shhh…” you whispered as your arms wrapped around him as tight as they could. You weren’t going to let him self-deprecate. He’d spent the last decade hating himself and living in regret. You were going to fix that right here, right now. You were going to make sure that he knew what he deserved. And you were going to start by not letting him say any more bad things about himself.

“H-how can you forgive me…after everything? It’s not fair to you…” Law struggled to hold back his emotions as he attempted to protest.

“Because I have spent years believing that I didn't have a soulmate, and now, you're finally here, and it all feels worth it” You gave him a gentle smile as you pulled away slightly and wiped away the last of your tears. You felt like this moment was surreal, and the thought of rejecting him had never even crossed your mind. He was your soulmate, after all.

Law pulled back slightly too, his gaze fixed on you. And when he saw your smile, he felt warmth wash over him. His heartbeat slowed, and he finally felt he could breathe properly again. So this was it. He had finally found what he had been missing all this time - a person whom he could honestly care for and who reciprocated that same level of care. It was more than just a soulmate; it was a connection that had been absent from his life until now. He never even imagined this feeling. It was truly something else. And yet…he spent a decade afraid of this. He spent over a decade avoiding this feeling. He spent so much time, a decade's worth of time, just avoiding something that he always wanted despite telling himself the very concept was absurd. It was unbelievable, and it was downright moronic. But now here he was, with his soulmate. He was so happy, but at the same time, just so full of regret. But he didn’t want to focus on the past anymore. He spent enough time being alone. All that mattered was now.

Law slowly loosened up as his grip on you also loosened. He let out a deep, long sigh. he felt tired, but in the best way possible. It had been so long since he had felt this calm, this…serenity. His heart rate was finally stabilising, and though his breathing was still heavy, he was finally recovering. He took a gentle hold of your hand. He looked into your eyes and smiled. Law was finally done with it; he was finally done with letting the past rule him. He was finally done with letting his insecurities control him, and he was finally done letting the fear of others influence his every action. With this realisation came an entirely genuine smile. He had never really given much thought to his expression, but now it was the most genuine smile he had ever worn. It wasn't fake or forced. It was his natural smile, and he was finally free to let that be. The wave of relief and catharsis he had felt washed over him. It was the best feeling in the entire world...

Law continued to stare into your eyes as he lightly squeezed her hand. He felt at peace. At peace with himself, and at peace with life. Life didn't seem so cruel anymore, and neither did he. He was ready for anything life threw at him now. He just needed to know that you would stick around with him through all of it. Law gently squeezed your hand one more time before he spoke. He was never usually the talkative or the emotional type, but this whole interaction had brought those qualities straight to the surface. Now, he didn't mind talking just a bit more. He wanted to. “y/n…I…I have to ask…”

You smiled and nodded your head reassuringly. There was nothing he could say that would be off-limits. Law could ask you anything he wanted to ask. You had to know his heart before you went any further, right?

He looked you in the eyes as he took a deep breath before continuing. “y/n, could…could you really learn to love me despite all of this? Despite all of the stupid, idiotic actions I've made?” Law was almost afraid of the answer you might give. Would you still care about him if you knew even half the horrible things he had done? And what about everything else about him? What about his past? His personality? His actions? Everything about him was a mess. But…you were his soulmate, weren't you? So, if anyone had the potential to love him for who he was, it would be you.

You already knew the answer to his question, but you took a moment to consider the most effective way to express it. Eventually, you just decided to answer with complete honesty. “…I’ve been waiting years to speak to you. Years to find out who you are…wondering what you look like, what kind of person you are, what your favourite foods are, if you prefer morning or night…” you softly chuckled. “And I would love nothing more than to get to know every little thing about you….” Gently, you whispered your final words, and a faint rosy hue appeared on your cheeks “to fall in love with you…”

Your answer made him smile, and his grip on your hand tightened just the slightest bit. Your words were reassuring, but at the same time, he expected nothing else coming from you. It was a comforting feeling, knowing that someone accepted him. Someone who would even go as far as spending time with him to get to know him. To even consider the possibility of loving him. His cheeks blushed as he felt the warmth wash over his face after hearing your words. “…I-I like onigiri…and I’m more of a night owl than a morning person.” Law softly chuckled; he felt silly, and his cheeks were now a light shade of red. This was all so foreign to him, this light...affection...he could almost get used to it. Law's lips slowly began to form a warm smile. He clasped your hand and softly ran his thumb over your skin. He wasn't sure if you could tell, but this was the happiest he had felt in years.

[xitsensunmoon]

Biting the Hand That Feeds au FAQ (Vampires + donor au)

Any general content warnings for bhtf au?

Yes. A normal amount of fnaf warnings, a normal amount of vampire warnings. For someone who doesn't know I elaborate... For vampire stuff, the most obvious ones are blood, hypnosis, bites, and animalistic behaviour. Less obvious - slightly suggestive themes. For fnaf - fnaf's usual violence, dark themes, a drop of gore and murders. The lore is uh. Very dark. I will try to decrease the amount of all of the cruelty but man. People who know, know how hard it will be. But I will tag everything properly so don't worry.

Is there a fic for your au?

No. And currently, I'm not even planning on writing one.

How do I find the story?

For now, we have two comics that are directly connected and one that doesn't have a specific place in the story but is about canonical lore.

[ 1 ] - [ 2 ] - [ x ]

In future, we will have more and I probably absolutely will forget to update this post so I recommend checking the tags. Here's the tag list

Tip: don't click the tag. Tumblr hides half of the results. Type it in the blog's search instead :)

Are the comics the only canonical thing about au?

No! I answer asks and draw a lot of doodles with bhtf au all the time and 90% of them are canon. You can, yet again, find everything in the tag list linked in the previous question.

Can I draw/write fan stuff for your au?

Yes, please!! I'm always happy to see fanart and fan writings and literally everything that you do! Just tag me when you post and use a fanart or fanwriting tag for au specifically so I don't miss it!

Can you include my characters in your story?

No, unfortunately, I cannot. The story is already written and I don't have any "space" for background characters either. Maybe it will change but currently, things are like this.

I asked a question with an interaction with my characters and I never got an answer, why?

I don't accept such requests. I'm not ready to spend my time drawing other people's characters for free(if I personally don't want to, of course)

Is there any limit to how many questions I can ask?

No, not at all! You can ask all you want just please make sure your question wasn't answered before. There is a big possibility I will just simply delete it if it was answered beforehand many times. Check the ask tag for it.

What about limitations? Any boundaries?

Please no questions about tickling🧍‍♀️ I got so many of those it already makes me uncomfortable. And for some reason, a lot of people send asks that include violence towards my characters and while I don't really feel uncomfortable with this I just idk what to answer and why are you even doing this lmao

What questions I should avoid?

Well, not really avoid but I will mention it anyway.

The things I have planned to draw right now:

- Sun and Moon and y/n's first meeting

- The creation of Sun&Moon

- Why S&M are sensitive to light and darkness

- How they hunt

So no need to ask me about these. I will show it, I promise.

What about sexual themes?

I understand that I post a lot of suggestive stuff and it may appear I allow such a thing but no.

You can create content with it tho, I don't mind for the most part. Just be ready that I may not reblog it, as my Tumblr is a SFW place. It's always 50/50.

Romantic themes?

I do draw some kisses and cuddles when I feel like it and you of course can send ideas for cute interactions but in the story we're very far away from it lol.

My question gets ignored even though I followed everything that you mentioned here. Why?

Answered in main FAQ.

Can I share the ideas for your au with you?

YES!!! Yes, yes and yes! I'm very open to that, like yes! The only thing that I definitely want to mention - you should expect that I actually can take your ideas and use them. Some people are protective of their ideas so if you're like this you probably should not share them with me :)

The information that you're using for your au is wrong.

Happens sometimes yeah. I know nothing about any medical stuff for y/n so I usually improvise. After all it's an au about robotic vampires man, this information is absolutely wrong. But! You're free to drop feedback/constructive criticism in my inbox!

Will be updated later

[thepaintedsable]

Another spread, mostly colored doodles. Pokémon and Undertale junk to let off steam after class.

Closeups and Junk under the cut!

I love learning that games for a console that was discontinued in 2013 are still leagues out of my price range. And that if I only had the next version up of said console I could have paid like $30 and had a Pokémon game. Now I want to figure out how to get an R4 card without getting scammed, because I could care less about having an OG physical card but I am also… not the most technically inclined. At least not when it comes to video games, for whatever reason. I just wanna play the game.

Undertale. Don’t know why I started drawing it again but here we go. I started thinking of my original phase because of all this, and I was weirdly, unironically obsessed with Nice Cream Guy X Burgerpants back then??? The underpaid service workers ship. The capitalism pals.

Also thinking of my original, childhood Undertale phase, I decided to redraw my old self-inserts. Classic. In the time when I didn’t have social media and was watching Tumblr ask blogs on YouTube to get my fandom fix. I wholeheartedly believe younger me would have both loved Tumblr and also have gotten bullied off the platform. Thank god I was never brave enough to make an account.

Anyways, from what I can remember, both of these characters were 14 at the oldest. I was young enough to think that was mature. The cat was a super smart scientist who worked at Grillbys and was also a part of the Royal Gaurd, somehow? Normal undertale timeline. Was either related to or friends with Burgerpants? The only reason I hesitate to say they were related is because I know they weren’t father/daughter or brother/sister and those were practically the only two relationships I thought were allowed back then. Liked Temmie a lot. Maybe had a Sans ship thing????? The fox… I mean I know they started off as just a redesign of the cat to make her more original but. Uh. After finding a blurb in an old sketchbook from that time: she is a creation of Ink and Error (????) and was raised by them, tried to kill “their Chara” (????? I thought they were created by the void crew??? Where’d Chara come from?) and won but also died, where their dust “traveled the multiverse” (How?) till it fucking possesses a body created by Gaster and Sans in a little AU (????????) but this AU breaks and becomes the Void (HUH??) and is AGAIN raised there until she is 11 with the goal of killing “their Chara” (girl I thought you did that already). She finds her way back home (Ah, void #1) eventually and is a “Multiverse traveling reaper.” Also she likes Underfell Sans. I give younger me 10/10 for creativity, but a C for continuity because????????? Either I thought I’d remember the extra details or I thought it was obvious somehow? At least the cat I can just justify as just a person who needs to work multiple jobs. We are missing data for the fox I swear. Lost to time, smh.

[chickenkurage]

I wanna yap about ATG!Alan a little even if we don't know much about him yet I STILL DO!!!

I can't stop giggling about the fact when the 2nd design art about him was posted, I can't stop giggling at the text saying him getting pretty privileges out of nowhere, LIKE IT SEEMED SOMEHOW UNEXPECTED AND I CAN'T STOP GIGGLING ABOUT IT, and ah yes... He can't be a terrorist without that absolute iconic cursor along with him! Now that is just perfection!!! XDD

Also seeing the other posts and there was one where TCO and TDL weren't terrorist's at all but apparently Alan is in this???? Now I'm starting to think they're.... Maybe somehow/somewhat swapped I think??? Maybe like the hollowheads being normal regular sticks??? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- SO MANY QUESTIONS ALREADY!!! LIKE DANG THIS ALAN WILL LITERALLY GO FULL ON SERIOUS MODE FROM LOOKING AT THE VERY FIRST POST ABOUT HIM, LIKE.... I'M INVESTED AND I'M ALL HERE FOR NEW THINGS COMING IN THE FUTURE!!! AND I AM ABSOLUTELY READY FOR THE FANFIC TOO!!! *INHALES*..... You two are literally and seriously gonna be the reason why I am gonna be hyperfixated with ALAN AUS INSTEAD.... TO THE POINT I WANNA SEARCH FOR MORE OF THEM ACROSS AO3-

(Also this is for spongey if they're reading this rn but I reblogged your post where you talked about my Ink!Alan AU! I replied to it and talked about two ideas in mind! The 2nd being more longer and it involves the alan association! My apologies to JM as well for not saying much to them though- I sometimes feel like that it seems like I focus on spongeys answers more than theirs so my apologies again- I really do appreciate your answers too like the recent one you did! ^^ I feel like I'm saying too much oh my gosh I'm sorry- AAA-)

ATG is still under works but we can yap about it of course! Or you can even ask questions! I don't mind answering them :DDD

Hehe "Pretty Privileged" Alan LMAOO, it's just an inside joke between us JM because she made him so pretty for some reason LMAOOO, so now he is the Alan AU that is "Pretty". And yes the cursor, there is a reason why he has that, hehehe, we can talk about a lot of ATG and i swear i will tell heheh even Alan's origin *wink* *wink*

Hmm with the terrorist, TCO and TDL not being a terrorist, it is not necessarily a swap. But there is a reason why Alan is acting like that, as hinted in the "silly scuff" doodle of him. The hollow heads being a normal stick, they are still the same....Yes, just a different creator, that's why TDL, TCO and even victim will be extra chill HEHE.

IM GLAD YOU'RE INVESTED YEYYYY :DDDDD, even im hyped for ATG even though im the one creating it, which does not make any sense. There's a lot of Alan AU's here on tumblr as well!! :333, mostly on tumblr as far as i know (??). You have to check them all out and they are really really dope!!

And yes! Thank you for telling me about the post :DDD, sometimes i tend not to open my main account because i forget i actually have one XDD, AND OMG INK ALAN IS CONNECTED TO AA? Don't worry when i showed this message to JM she was laughing because she told me that you liked me more, and i said "hehe" so proudly LMAOO. My child loves me :DDD. JM is alright with it, if you come across our inbox she would always tell me to answer it because she knows you want my response XDD. !! - S

[palesmokeisinthevoid]

Back with Dandy’s world posting, this time with a…sort of oc sort of au, technically it’s just a really weird Twisted Glisten but it’s basically an oc at this point

Glammer the Twisted Mirror!

So some background on this guy which probably made more sense in my head than in words, my headcanon about twisteds is that they are the left over Ichor from when a toon dies, with their emotions from their first death being jacked to 100. The reason Glisten’s twisted is the way it is is because he was the first one to die, soon after Gardenview was shutdown, and at the time no one knew Toons would come back to life, and because of that he was convinced this was the end. Alone.

And thus, the first Twisted came about, and while looking around at the damage, Dandy discovered it.

Dandy proceeded to take it to his room and try and sort of, study what it was. As more twisteds began to appear after the second twisted came about (one of the toons, probably Shrimpo, got left behind and starved), Dandy studied the twisted Glisten even more, and ended up realizing twisteds need Ichor in order to not fall apart, so began giving it some so he wouldn’t have to risk grabbing another. He may have given him more than was necessary.

This moved it from “just barely more sentient than other twisteds” to “actually sapient”, though no matter what it ends up keeping its injuries.

Eventually the twisted ended up breaking out of Dandy’s room since he kind of. Stopped going to his room. And others ended up finding it.

This caused a brief panic,because twisteds weren’t supposed to be up there, but since no one is really permanently dead things soon kind of calmed down enough for the toons to realize “oh it’s a twisted Glisten…which isn’t repeating the same 10 phrases”

And thus, Glammer’s actual life sort of began, because I don’t think being locked in a closet really counted as living so much as existing. It looks like Glisten’s skin since it used some Ichor to look different from other twisteds…and also got given to sweater to cover up the gaping hole in its middle

Anyway, doodles and more somewhat incoherent ramblings!

It hangs out with Toodles, who’s always asking questions. Also its name was supposed to be Glamour but I forgot to spell it right so now it’s Glammer. Its name is a play on Glitz and Glamour.

Oc x Canon <3, idk I think Shrimpo and Glammer is cute, not sure what to call them. Could just call them Shinyshrimp since Glammer was Glisten but it’s not him anymore so uh…idk

Glammer consistently needs Ichor to not actively fall apart, being near people helps it from not going insane, but it’s still a twisted that needs Ichor to not fall apart. On another note Twisteds do still go after it, at least when it’s high on Ichor, the less Ichor its had recently the less likely twisteds will react to it. Yes I’m thinking of how it would hypothetically work in game.

I usually draw canon-adjactent dw where they were all made in Gardenview but occasionally I’ll draw them in a sort of cartoon world. Glammer exists but it’s Glisten’s younger (or twin?) sibling rather than the remnants from his first death. They’re sort of estranged, but they start talking again at some point.

Speaking of Glisten…he didn’t really like Glammer when it first came out of Dandy’s room. He already didn’t like seeing the other twisted versions of himself, and this one was no different. He gave it one of his sweaters to hide the gaping hole that is its middle but that was about it, he would actively try to avoid it, while Glammer…kind of just refused to talk to him. It envied him. It missed being him. It knew it could never be him again and him being around made that realization for it even more apparent. And then Glammer began falling apart about two weeks into being free. It was in so much pain it couldn’t move, so it waited for someone to find it where it had fallen…and that was Glisten. Ultimately Glisten helped it, gave it the Ichor it needed, and they actually talked. It wasn’t much, but afterwards they slowly began interacting and talking more. I wouldn’t call them friends, I’d prefer siblings but I don’t think they’re ready for that, so I’ll just say they at the very least don’t actively avoid each other anymore.

[dutifullyshamelessearthquake]

Fic ideas that live in my head rent free and that I need to write before I can even start thinking about pre-writing for Sicktember!

Alright so technically not all of these are fleshed out ideas that live in my head rent free- but most of them are! And some of them are just necessary to set the building blocks for writing the ones that are indeed festering inside my head.

Cyno getting sick in the night, alone, while Tighnari is away. This idea I first mentioned in this post, it came to me while doodling an exceptionally miserable Cyno. Now this might just sound like a very vague idea, but trust me. I have this thing fleshed out already, it just needs to be written. It involves a lengthy delicious build-up of feeling crummy and unwell, a messy and miserable night, and a slightly delirious phone call... I just have write it okay

Cyno getting sick while out with Kaveh and Alhaitham. I won't ramble on too long about this one since it was already very fleshed out in this post. (Massive thank you to @relevantlucidity for the idea) I cannot tell you how much I have brainrotted about this one, I need to write it??

An introduction fic to my new series/AU, Akademiya Days. I talked about this series in this post. I've decided I'm definitely turning this into a fully fleshed out series and I'm! Super eager! To start working on it!! You guys should let me know what you think, is it okay for the first installment of the series to be plot heavy? Or do I do a lighter introductory fic? Lemme know what you think!

One of the fleshed out ideas I do have for the Akademiya Days series that I just have to write, is this absolute gem (again suggested by @relevantlucidity) and honestly, this deserves two bullet points because I'm absolutely writing both the scenarios rambled about in the post, albeit with a little tweaking so they don't just come off as altered versions of the same story!

My ideas definitely aren't limited to just these - I have so many more! But most of the brainrot I can rein in and work into Sicktember! The ones listed above are just the ideas that will simply consume me if I put them off for too long, haha!

Ngl I thought this list was going to be longer because it took me so long to write lmao, but the reason it took so long was because I insisted on including the links to the og rambles!

[neeeeeoposts]

Ohhhh, your FoulWilt art is so adorable! Do you have any headcanons for them, either as individuals or as a couple?

YOU BET I FUCKNG DO😈😈😈😈 also thank you sm 💕💕

but i'll do individual hc first before couple hc 💁‍♀️

also these hcs are most closer to my human au (see some of my doodles for their designs :P) so some headcanons may be inaccurate to a more canon version of them

just a warning; this is really freaking long so just saying-

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• one of the episodes already portrayed this (S2E3: Where There's a Wilt There's a Way) but Wilt has this like rlly bad mentality where he must help anyone and everyone he can, takes everyones health and wellbeing before his own type of thing

• willing to give up his kidney if you asked him to

• sleeps in some of the most impossible positions known to man (Coco found him asleep in the closet once)

• either has flexiable as hell or has some stiff ass limbs, no in between

• can't sing well, but dances extremely good (from what he could learn from Frankie's computer)

• wilt helps Eduardo w his insomnia sometimes (I HC THAT ED HAS INSOMNIA STFU I THINK ITS CUTE)

• on the same topic on the last one, wilt also sews any of eduardo's broken plushies together when he's not around

• cooks like a god (pastries, not so much tho)

• probably forgot his birthday once or twice

• pansexual (he had to fight for his life to explain that he DOES NOT KISS THE COOKING PANS to Bloo)

alr larry's turn 🤭🤭

• didn't actually know HE was the reason for wilt's broken arm and eye, so when he found out, he was like- spending the whole month trying to both make it up to Wilt (despite the fact wilt repeated that he forgave larry) and was extremely guilt-ridden that he was basically isolating himself

• cant cook for shit, its almost sad

• probably the one to teach wilt how to say no and every cuss word known to man

• closeted hamilton fan (or just musicals in general), but he mostly enjoys dubstep or just VERY LOUD songs in general

• flower enthusiast, daisies are his favorite

• probably shaved his head once because he thought he'd look good but never again

• i think he smells like peaches ☝️😲

• bisexual (has dated before, sometime pre-Good Wilt Hunting ep then broke up lmao)

couple hcs🤭🤭🤭

• before dating they would actively avoid each other while also desperately trying to see each other too

• larry is touch starved and wilt is overly affectionate (via touch and words) so it works out basically

• i think they live on opposite sides of the house, so they make up for it by giving each other gifts and letters either whenever they see each other or some magical delivery system

• when they have sleepovers wilt has the life changing moment of what it feels like to actually sleep in a bed

• on that note, wilt is a massive cuddle person and will hang onto larry like a koala while asleep (trying to pry him off is nearly impossible)

• Frankie and Coco write fanfics about them, you cant tell me otherwise

• Their relationship developed from really long glances to the other from across the room to just holding hands in public and that was enough for Frankie to realize theyre dating

• i think i saw this in a fic once but the two would basically give very back-handed 'compliments' every time they saw each other, which developed into "dont you EVER FUCKING say that to him" when the other is insulted

• Rarely play basketball against each other, but when they do Larry is extremely fucking careful that wilt gets upset because he "isnt giving his best efforts" (Larry loses on purpose anyways for Wilt's sake)

• is there a term for when both partners in a relationship have massive problems and go to the other for advice and comfort? because i think thats them

• wilt has no knowledge of relationships whatsoever so trying to explain what a "pussy" is to him is very difficult ("like a cat?" "...no.")

• larry, with the help of nearly everyone in the whole house because theyre all broke as shit, bought wilt a prosthetic arm for his birthday and wilt sobbed on larry for a whole hour

• larry likes to throw wilt over his shoulder very often bc hes light as a feather and its just funny to him

• i think i just really like the "tall skinny guy" x "even taller and built guy w man boobas"

• wilt rarely swears unless needed to while larry says at least once per sentence

• both are awkward af so asking each other out is like a mental battle to the death

• mac, goo and bloo will spend hours trying to analyze a corkboard if they're in a relationship or not (when they do they will place traps for wilt and larry like a mistletoe)

• larry draws REALLY FREAKIGN good and when wilt found out he begged larry to post it somewhere (it blew up) and now every letter larry writes to wilt has a small doodle of something on the back or in the corner as per his request

• wilt gets flustered very very very easily and its really funny to larry

• watch movies together and either larry falls asleep on wilt or wilt goes to get more popcorn then never comes back because everyone needed a favor from him

• Jackie Khones is a certified detective on trying to figure out on what the actual hell is going on between the two (probably worked w Mac again in order to figure that out)

• Wilt is a dog person but Larry is a car person, that is one of the main (and probably only) arguments between them

• i already said wilt was a good cook so he'll always make larry small snacks (because Herriman forbids people making their own meals for some reason) and larry will silently cry of happiness for a moment bc "wilt's too good for him"

• wilt blinks like a frog when he zones out and larry also finds it funny

• but on the opposite note, wilt found out that larry will sway side to side when idly standing or zoning out and likes to point it out whenever he does it (wilt finds it funny and cute at the same time)

• they save the corny nicknames for when theyre alone, but publicly will call each other stuff like "shorty" and "carebear" (wilt likes to call larry carebear because he's somehow more caring than anyone hes ever known and is nearly as tall as a bear)

• Wilt scheduled times designated to shit-talking Duchess with eduardo, coco, bloo, mac and frankie (Larry had no idea who Duchess even was but when he met her for the first time he never wanted to punch someone so bad)

• Wilt fish-kisses (looks like a 3) and Larry kisses w tongue

• madame foster now hosts 'pride parties' in june which was inspired by the couple so that residents of the house could feel comfortable while living there (and she got all the tea about them from Frankie)

ok tahts all bye

thanks so much for requesting <3

[onejellyfishplease]

Jelly, help, I’m already letting this au consume me LOL

K so translating my notes(cause my writing sucks) and then a breakdown of each doodle. This is just some ‘testing the waters’ doodles to see what ideas I like and what I don’t.

This isn’t actually finished yet, but I ended up loving the Sketchpage that I wanted to show, so here we are lol

“Lantern/light clan cult gang thing, tried to get Donnie to join by sending an oozesquito after him.”

So yeah, there’s a gang of moths that worship light and they wanted somebody smart in their ranks. They wanted Donnie to join because he was known all over the hidden city for his intelligence during the krang invasion. They uhh… They kinda kidnap him during a mission ig lol. He escapes but not before getting turned partially into a moth. They weren’t really as smart so they didn’t even think that maybe the mutation would only take partial transformation so uhhh mission failed-

“Tiny hairs as per many insects”

I liked your idea of the hairs that allow Donnie’s hands to stick to stuff, so it was kind of a no brainer to add that here too, since moths stick to stuff all the time.

“Common Crimson & Gold Moth (an attempt at keeping sorta purple colors)”

Yeah no, it’s more red and gold than anything but dang these things are pretty. Could be a nice design.

“Luna Moth (mostly here for the green, but an iconic moth too)”

Yeah, I wanted a nice green match for the wings as a potential option too, and I also figured when you think of moths, a lot of people think of Luna moths.

“White Ermine Moth (fluffy Dalmatian vibes)”

Kinda thrown in for the recognizable reason again, since a lot of people tend to think immediately of fluffy snowy white moths like white ermine moths or poodle moths.

I kinda like the first two a bit better tho, ngl.

“Eyes go black when pissed or scared?”

Yeah, so, I had an idea where his eyes would invert so his eyes were black with white pupils, but I kinda dropped that idea, but then I picked it up again and thought maybe his eyes look more moth-like when really stressed or enraged or smth?

“So meticulous but I love the detail ngl…”

“Mini moth man”

So yeah, I learned I liked the more meticulous antenna style. Also yeah, even if I don’t use it I’m totally making a Mothman version of him lol

“Smth like this ig??”

Me trying to figure out the wings and she’ll mix. I had the idea that the wings would sprout out from inside, sorta like your idea ngl, but I think it’d be less like… Under, and more through, so the wings would kind of be impossible to hide at that point.

“Donnie Day 1

‘Everything’s fine ✨’

‘W a t ?’”

“Donnie Day 5

‘isaideverythingsfine~’

‘Wat.’”

A stupid silly comic I made for an idea I had where Donnie starts out kinda like a moth caterpillar, looking and feeling normal, but the more days that go by the bigger his wings and antenna grow, becoming impossibly to hide, and he just can’t really pretend that he’s a full turtle anymore lol

Also definitely not motivated by me wanting to implement an idea about how apparently the reasons you get holes in your clothes is because caterpillars are eating through it (and not fully grown moths usually) so maybe he’d be hoodie biting excessively during that time lol

I have a few more snippets only written on Google docs right now but gosh I am loving this au, I totally see the fun of formation swapping Donnie now LOL

Eventually, all the important info will be on one sheet though (hopefully) and I’ll tag you then about it lol

OMG i actually love this so much!

i love how the transformation is a slow one.

And he eats his clothes as a nervous habit??? love it. glorius. amazing.

Also the eyes going black? that would be so creepy to see, it would definitely terrify villians. and his brothers (the first few times lol)

AND HES FLUFFY AHHHHH

[petitelepus]

A Loner's Unexpected Journey, Part 3

Kimetsu Academy!Genya Shinazugawa X Fem!Reader

Summary: You start saving for a new game by cutting your lunch and Genya isn't that excited about it, but he has an important question for you.

Warnings: None

A/N: Modern!AU, Kimetsu Academy, Female Reader, Genya Shinazugawa

PART 1 II PART 2 II PART 3 II PART 4 II PART 5 II PART 6 II PART 7 II PART 8 II PART 9 II PART 10 II PART 11 II PART 12 II PART 13 II PART 14 II PART 15 II PART 16 II PART 17 II PART 18

Days that passed turned into weeks and you and Genya kept eating lunch together at the old abandoned classroom that the school used as a storage room. As the two of you kept meeting, you both started to open up to each other more every day.

Soon enough, you found yourself looking forward to lunchtime and Genya's company every weekday. For such a huge and scary-looking guy, he was really sweet and shy around you. For some reason, it made you happy.

You started to notice the changes that were happening to you also. Genya's company was like a healing potion. You felt… Happier with him around? You were still cynical and hated every other human being, but he was different than others and you liked it.

As you were heading towards your school, you would stop by your usual convenience store on your way there. You would buy your usual lunch and enjoy it with Genya as your company yet again that day. Maybe you should do something different though. Maybe buy something sweet also to balance the meat on the rice?

Would Genya like some? Would it be too bold to offer him some? You frowned as you thought about it, not knowing what was appropriate between friends.

Yes, you would buy the two of you some chocolate! Yes, that would no doubt make Genya happy!

Or so you thought, but on your way, you passed a game store that you glanced quickly and that was when you saw something amazing on display.

A brand new active-time turn-based strategy RPG game where you can create all sorts of different demons and monsters with different strengths and weaknesses!

You almost drooled at the sight of the new game. You loved that game series, how did you miss their newest game release?

Ah, you noticed a small note by the poster of the game, saying that the game wouldn't come out except after a couple of days on Friday. Shit.

Dammit, you were disappointed but also excited. According to the poster, tons of old and new demon classes would return or come. That was a good enough reason to wait, but then you noticed the price tag and your heart dropped.

It was expensive as fuck, but damn, you wanted that game.

That in your mind, you headed to the store to get your lunch.

The morning passed pretty quickly as you imagined what kind of adventure awaited you in the game. You also drew little doodles on your notebook as you took notes during classes to kill time.

Soon the long wait for lunch came and you rushed out of the class and towards your usual meeting spot. As you expected, Genya was already there waiting for you.

"Hi there," The young man greeted you as you stepped into the room where you always ate.

"Hi ya," You greeted him back as you sat next to him.

"Genya, I have to tell you something amazing!" You said excitedly as you grabbed your lunch, but before you could say anything, Genya raised his brow in confusion at your lunch.

"Is that all you got to eat?" The man asked as he looked at the melon bread you had bought from the convenience store.

"Yeah, it was the cheapest thing they got that I actually like." You said as you opened the bag and took a bite of the bread.

"Why? Don't you have money?" Genya sounded worried. It made you feel a little happy that he worried about you. You swallowed and smiled as you shook your head, "No, I'm just saving money for this new game that comes out this Friday."

"A game?"

"Yeah, a video game." You said, but he still looked unsure. You frowned, "Wait, Don't you have any games?"

He shook his head and you frowned, "Have you played any video games, like, ever?"

"No." He shook his head, his wild hair moving with his head, "Me and big brother were pretty poor when growing up so we never had any games."

"Oh…" Oh no, now you felt so bad. How could someone live without video games? That was just brutal! You were about to ask, but then you understood what a jackass you were being.

"Would you…" You looked at him from under your eyelashes, "Would you like to play some?"

"Nah," He shook his head, "I doubt I would be any good at them…"

"It's easy!" You grinned a little, "I can teach you if you'd like?"

"But…" Genya frowned, "I don't have any consoles or whatever you need to play the games?"

"I can always borrow you one?" You said as you grinned, "What do you say Genya? Would you like to experience an adventure unlike anything else?"

The way you asked was so innocent and genuine, it made the tough man blush as he looked aside, not daring to look at you, "L- let's see…"

You smiled as you nodded and you were about to take another bite of your bread when you noticed movement from the corner of your eye. You turned to look and saw that Genya was holding a piece of meat picked from his lunch box in front of your face.

"You gotta eat something else than just bread!" He said but he still couldn't dare to look at you. You blinked and you felt confused as you felt your chest tighten at his sweet gesture.

You thanked him as you accepted the piece of meat and you smiled. For some reason, the meat never tasted better.

The week passed and each day you and Genya would meet during lunch, he would offer you some meat and rice from his lunch and you would explain the earlier games' lore while munching on your melon bread.

The long-awaited Friday came, the game's official release day, and after school, you rushed to the game store to buy the game and you even managed to get your hands on the Deluxe Edition!

That weekend you barely left your apartment, completely focusing on your new game while still taking pauses to play with Lady the Fair kitten.

Before you knew it, it was Monday and you had been playing your game the whole weekend and you were honestly so excited about it. You decided to take the game to the school with you so you could show your different characters to your best friend Genya.

"Genya!" You cried out as you ran into the room you usually ate in and you startled the young man so badly he nearly dropped his lunch box.

"W-what was that?!" He exclaimed and you grinned as you put your bag down and took out the console you had brought with you.

"Look look!" You said excitedly as you started the game and showed him the characters you had. The young man frowned a little as he leaned over your shoulder to see what you were doing.

"Is this the game you told me about?"

"Uh hu," You nodded, your eyes glued on the console's screen as you went through your different characters. He frowned, "I don't get it."

"This is a turn-based game Genya! It's like chess but with demons and monsters of different classes and abilities!" You explained, but he still didn't quite seem to understand…

"Look!" You showed the demon wearing a blue cowboy hat to Genya, who squinted his eyes at the creature on your console, "What's that?"

"He is a demon class called Gunner! I made one and named him after you!" You said and Genya looked at you in wonder. Carefully, he asked, "You named something after me?"

"Yes!" You exclaimed excitedly as you showed the character you had created to your friend. "He is my best gun user and long-range attacker!"

Genya nodded as he listened in awe at how you explained the tactics to him, but then you took your lunch out and he squinted his eyes at you, "What is that?"

"Huh?" You blinked as you looked down at your melon bread, "My lunch?"

"Didn't you save money by eating melon bread last week?!"

"Yeah, but it wasn't quite enough so I'm still eating the bread," You replied before quickly adding, "But it's only this week! Then I'm back to our usual lunch!"

"That's barely enough!" Genya snapped but you chuckled, "What, I'm fine! God knows I could lose some weight also-!"

"No, you don't!" He snapped before averting his gaze, his face crimson red, "Y- you're perfect as you are…"

"Ah," You felt your cheeks burn after hearing him say that. You quickly averted your gaze and laughed awkwardly, "Ha ha, you jokester! You're just saying that…!"

"I- I meant it…!" He grumbled stubbornly as he tried his hardest to look at you, "In fact, I've been wanting to say something to you…!"

"What is it?"

"You have changed… You're more open-minded and happy and it makes me wonder if it's because of us…"

"Ah…" You blinked as your cheeks tingled. You thought about it and the more you did that the more you would connect Genya to the feeling of actual happiness.

"I…" You blushed as you averted your gaze from him, suddenly too shy to actually look at him now that you felt like he had realized something even you didn't know.

Genya grunted as he collected his courage to look at you properly, "So I want to ask you something…"

"W- what is it?"

"W- would you…?" He swallowed before exclaiming, "Would you go out with me!"

You blinked as you felt the world around you slow down… And the panic settled in.

"I, ah…" You frowned as you felt rippling fear crawl over your back and squeeze your heart.

"I don't really do dating…" You mumbled quietly as you felt your heart close up again in fear… But he didn't give up.

"One date!" Genya begged, "Please give me one date! Give me a chance to show you how I feel and if you don't like it then we can just be friends!"

You were so afraid, but what of? That you couldn't be friends anymore if things didn't work out? That he would end up being a jerk? That you would be the horrible one here?

…Or that you would like him back the same way he liked you?

"…One date." You finally managed to whisper, and it was like time froze around you, only thing that was moving was the smile on Genya's face.

"One date." He repeated as he nodded, "Thank you."

[midnightshard06]

Flufftober Day 24

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50489362/chapters/129097132

Summary: Sonic comes to visit Tails on a particularly hot day. The two have a nice chat.

Pairing: None

Warnings: None

Word Count: ~1000 words

AN: Based in the same au as these doodles from this post- https://www.tumblr.com/midnightshard06/730864248738217984/so-my-brain-decided-to-oh-so-helpfully-have-me?source=share

I am getting so close to just officially making this au a thing I swear

@flufftober

"Why must it be so hot?" Sonic sighed as he put his head down on the table. It was summer at the moment, and honestly it was probably his least favorite season. Even when not in werehog form he’d always had thicker fur than the average hedgehog. It did a great job at keeping him warm in the colder months, and a great job at overheating him in the warmer ones.

Tails walked over and pat his back before putting a glass of water in front of him. He happily took it and drained the glass. "Well, you've always done better in the cold. Thicker fur and all."

"Like you?" Sonic grinned.

"Let's just say you're not the only one who doesn't like this heat." Tails sat down across from him after grabbing Sonic another glass.

"So besides suffering in the heat how have you been buddy?" Sonic took a sip of the second glass of water. 

"I've been pretty good. Thanks to you mostly." Tails took a sip of his own water with a smile.

"Hey I wasn't about to stand by when the fox that saved my life was getting picked on." Sonic reached over the table to ruffle the top of Tails' head. “Plus that happened like forever ago dude.”

Tails playfully batted his hand away. "Still." He fixed his misplaced fur. "I would have been a lot worse off if you hadn't stepped in and gotten people to see the worth in my inventions… and me."

"Well it helped that I had the chance to save your town from those bandits. Gave me a lot of sway with the people." Sonic took another sip. "I would have tried anyway though."

"And that's why you're my best friend." Tails' smile widened.

Sonic sighed as he put his head against the slightly cooler table again. "You're my best friend too bud."

"Maybe I should try and make something to help with the heat." Tails hummed. "How long are you going to be in town for?"

Sonic hummed. "Not sure. A couple weeks maybe? Depends on how careful I am."

"You don't know how to avoid everyone here at night by now? You've been visiting me for over a year." Tails chuckled.

“Look, you have some pretty persistent hunters in this town.” Sonic moved his head so he could look at Tails. “Even though I’m not here all the time, some of those guys are crazy about trying to find me and ‘finish the job’.” He gave an exaggerated shiver. “Have you ever talked to one of those guys?”

“Who? That guy who calls himself Infinite and those other jackals? Can’t say I really care to have any sort of conversation with them.” Tails shrugged. “Have you?”

“Unfortunately. Good to know your enemy and all that. They’re very… passionate about tracking me down. Even tried to convince me to join them on a hunt once since I was acting like I didn’t believe them.” Sonic reluctantly peeled his face off the table. Honestly it was already too warm.

“Imagine the shock on their faces if they realized it was you.” Tails chuckled. “How’d you get out of it anyway? I suspect the only reason they haven’t tried to get me to go on one with them is because I actively avoid them.”

“Well you know me, I’m good at slipping away.” Sonic cleared his throat as Tails gestured for him to elaborate. “I may have gotten their leader to go off on some passionate rant so I could run off.” He shrugged. “It worked at least but now I have to make sure they don’t spot me at night or during the day.”

“I know you’ll manage.” Tails glanced out the window. “Looks like the sun is going to be setting soon. What’s the plan for tonight?”

Sonic frowned and pinned his ears down. “Can’t say I really like the idea of going out for a run in this heat.” He sighed through his nose. “How bout I stick around tonight and help you out. I know you’re not going to bed any time soon. Even if you should.” Sonic gave him a knowing smile.

Tails rubbed the back of his head and looked away. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Suuuuure you don’t.” Sonic sped over to him and once again ruffled the fur on his head. “Hope your workshop is still werehog proof.” He smirked.

“I always make sure it is. Never know when you’ll be dropping by.” Tails chuckled. “Maybe I could experiment with helping you get rid of that extra energy again. I really think we were getting somewhere last time you were here.”

“So long as those experiments don’t literally blow up in my face as they tend to do I’m all for it.” Sonic paused outside the door to Tails’s workshop. “I’ll pop in once I’ve transformed. You go ahead and get whatever you need ready.”

“Got it!” Tails hesitated at the door before wrapping Sonic in a hug. “It really is good to see you.”

Despite the uncomfortable amount of warmth an extra body gave Sonic wrapped his arms around Tails. It was also in that moment that he felt the jolt through his body that signaled the start of his transformation. Well it looked like Tails was getting an extra warm hug then. It didn’t take long for Sonic to change and for Tails to feel smaller than before. The fox playfully struggled in his grip for a moment before Sonic let him go. “Heh, I’ll try and come around more often to see ya bud. Now let’s get to work.” Tails beamed at him and nodded. They were in for a long night, one filled with the same oppressive heat of the day, but Sonic wouldn’t wanna spend it with anyone else.

[emelinstriker]

Hi! Just wanted to ask if you knew, but...do you know that Nezha in eternally a kid? Like- not trying to hate or anything! I'm just finding it strange how you depict Nezha with a 'toy' brand as well as romancing him. Again, no hate! Just trying to understand!

I already talked about this entire thing in October due to 3 Anons getting upset over Nezha and the branding as well. [My response in question.]

I'm fully aware he's said to be a kid in religion and all that, but the fact that AUs are literally there to alter things and change up stories in fiction is also a point that has to be considered. Because I've seen people get upset over others using an adult version of Nezha in fanfics and fanart for a long while, but the people saying those things also change things regarding characters for their own AU's content and amusement. So there's a lot of hypocrisy surrounding what all I've read recently, and not just about the Nezha drama.

Even though they know LMK is nothing but a fictional parody show to sell literal Legos as merchandise. Like, it's not supposed to represent the entirety of a religion's belief.

The writers may draw inspiration and characters from the source, yes, but it's still at its core an entirely different story with the way things have been altered. And I'm not even taking my own info from JTTW or anything from centuries ago.

Like- I'm literally just taking the Lego pieces I've seen and have actual interest in doing content of due to my hyperfixation. And I know for a fact many people feel the same. They don't want to sexualize a kid. But much like Sun Wukong, they do tend to want to sexualize the idea of having a partner who has some form of power they themselves don't have. They're not even attracted to a kid, they're attracted to a Lego man on wheels. They're just trying to have their own fun without being unnecessarily judged by others for liking something that's even just remotely seen as bad, despite it all being kept in fiction.

[I even made a bit of a summary of what the AU is for.]

And despite that I still see people saying it's disgusting and all that while also spreading misinformation based on assumptions, just because it's not catering to their own likes. Behind my back as well. Like I wouldn't have even known about this if one Anon wasn't so nice and gently nudged me into the idea of checking out one blog again.

The fact that these rants keep talking about my age, only to then write behind my back like kids instead of talking to me directly to clear up any confusion, is also just straight up rude.

I actually did write up an entire response to the rant from one blog to point out how they literally made up things based on assumptions. But then the second rant dropped, now for some reason also talking about the Nezha drama as well as my persona, who has only been in literally three doodles of the AU instead of a blank Y/N figurine. Even though I've clearly talked about my standings on both cases and even have the Master System in the pinned main masterlist. So I'm still working on doing a response, trying to avoid having to do two separate ones about the same points.

[justaturtleindisguise]

Questions for your tmnt au, if you’re alright with them, you totally don’t have to answer if you don’t want! I also love them so much, their designs are amazingly well done!

1. When did raph find out he was trans?

2. Who is raph talking to on his phone all the time, especially in that one doodle in the first post about the au where they’re texting hearts back and forth?

3. How are April, Casey, and Splinter in this au (if they’re in it) ?

4. Is there any sort of plot you have 👀?

Again don’t have to answer if you don’t want! I really admire your art and creative abilities!

*cracks knuckles*

1. When did raph find out he was trans? Pretty early in life, so much that Mikey and Leo don't remember ever calling Raph a sister. He still uses his birth name, Aka (Red in japanese), and chose Raphael when he was around 9 with his siblings.

2. Who is raph talking to on his phone all the time, especially in that one doodle in the first post about the au where they’re texting hearts back and forth? Raph is always texting April when she's not around because they're besties. But as for the heart messages, I'm planning to give Raph two love interests/crushes. One of them is Monalisa ('cuz I LOVE Ramona) and the other is an OC i'm still planning. I just really love the little red turtle finding love and being s softie hehee~

3. How are April, Casey, and Splinter in this au (if they’re in it) ?

April is a childhood friend of the turts like in Rise, but I'm still planning how they met. The only things I have right now is: she's a lesbian, she's some years older than the turtles, is Raph and Donnie's best bestie and she's brasilian because,, because i need to give them a reason to speak my language lmao-

Casey is more undercooked than April, cuz I want to do some Jonatello like in TMNT12 but I LOVE Rise Cassandra. I'll probally split Casey in a pair of siblings. I plan to make 'em latino because yes, love latinoamerica 'till I die.

Splinter already has some good backstory thought out for him, but I crave to redesign him. I tried drawing him twice, but he looks too much like a mix of Lou Jitsu and 12!Splinter and I wanted to give him a more,, monstruos look? I don't know if that's the right term, but I'm looking for a bigger "rattier" mutant look for him. He's a very affectionate and autistic dad that loves his turtle children very much.

4. Is there any sort of plot you have 👀? Yes I have! :] I'm kinda bad at writing and explaining my ideas, but I can try to give a tiny sumary- Splinter is the reincarnated soul of Hamato Yoshi mixed with one of his decents, that was being kept in a lab for some good years having her DNA used to make tests. He "possesed" his current body while the original soul basically died in the process of getting mutated after the lab where she was being kept exploded. Thanks to various injuries he remembers little to nothing about none of his lives besides fighting and few other stuff. He almost completely forgot how to speak english and spent good years only speaking japanese with the turtles, that until they met April. In the current time (?) they're in, he can remember his former names and has memory lapses here and there.

The turtles and Splints will have family mystics abilities like in Rise, but I'm still thinking of how to implement it without being a straight up copy Shreder is still in the corner not being thought about, just like Draxum, Karai, Big Mama, Usagi, the Mutanimals, etc. Not very sure if I'm going to use all of them too-

As for mystical weapons, wich is a concept i LOVE, the only explanation I have for how this kids got them is: They stole it.

Is very little stuff, but i'm happy to share it anyway :)

Thank u for ur kind words about my art, it really means a lot lot for me! <3 /gen