#i feel like i drew him too cutesy

[fourfanetc]

headcanon that scarab has an insane sweet tooth

[annasfantasies]

Star’s girl III.

/Drew Starkey x fem!reader

part II. masterlist

ENGLISH ISN’T MY FIRST LANGUAGE

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yourusername he burnt the cookies🙄

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drewstarkey no one believe her please. it’s not true

yourusername @/drewstarkey you’re delusional

user he smokes😔

user @/user and he looks good doing so

madelyncline the breakfast looks so good

yourusername @/madelyncline ty I made it

user what if she is writing a song

user @/user please no she Is probably terrible singer

drewstarkey @/user she is actually great singer

user @/drewstarkey we love protective bf

yourbestfriend my favourite couple

yourusername @/yourbestfriend 💕

user he is so gorgeous

yourusername @/user right?!

user idk who I need more

user all 10 fingers

user @/user girl what- (me too)

user @/user whole arm

user do you do weddings? (as bride)

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yourusername getting into the xmas spirit

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madisonbailybabe what a cute kitten

yourusername @/madisonbailybabe my kid since Drew won’t give me human one

drewstarkey @/yourusername after wedding

yourusername @/drewstarkey is this proposal?

user @/drewstarkey WHAT

yourbestfriend is it me in the first pic?

yourusername @/yourbestfriend yes mama

drewstarkey not this picture

yourusername @/drewstarkey I love it

user my parents

user he can light my insides

user @/user oh

user why do I have feeling he is gonna propose on Christmas?

user @/user omg I hope so🤞 i love them

yourbestfriend im better then him😏

user I need him

user raw, next question

madelyncline marry me

drewstarkey @/madelyncline no she’s mine

yourusername @/drewstarkey don’t be selfish

user TELL DREW THAT I LOVE HIM

yourusername @/user he is honoured

user @/yourusername OMG HII ILY

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yourusername girls night💋

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yourbestfriend wild in the club and cozy in the apartment

yourusername @/yourbestfriend still can’t believe it

user @/yourusername I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED

drewstarkey 🔥🔥

yourusername @/drewstarkey 🤭🤭

madelyncline we need to go again

yourusername @/madelyncline cant waitt

user @/madelyncline I wanna go too😔😔

user she is so hot I physically can’t take it anymore

user madelyn looks so good

user @/user all of them do

user @/user they are like goddess

madisonbailybabe it girls

yourusername @/madisonbailybabe u’re making me blush🤭

madelyncline @/madisonbailybabe like you😘

drewstarkey my beautiful girl❤️

yourusername @/drewstarkey ure so cute I’m gonna cry

user @/drewstarkey 🥹🥹

user everyone looks so good

user my legs just divorced

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user cutesy

madelyncline you’re so cute and he is he ig

yourusername @/madelyncline so sweet💕

drewstarkey @/madeyncline you’re so mean

user the dog is so cute omg

yourusername @/user my baby🥹

user @/yourusername OH MY GOD YOU REPLIED

drewstarkey you’re my little miracle

yourusername @/drewstarkey 💋❤️

yourbestfriend @/drewstarkey just got a toothache

user MY PARENTS

yourusername @/user hi kid 👋

user I bet they burnt the cookies again

yourusername @/user he did

user I’m not a waitress but I would take his tip

user @/user what-

user @/user yk what? Hell yeah

yourbestfriend you guys are so cute I wanna puke

yourusername @/yourbestfriend love you❤️

user I need him to hold me like that 😔😔

user the matching pjs🥹

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yourusername merry Christmas❤️

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drewstarkey love you now and forever

yourusername @/drewstarkey bitch I’m gonna cry 

user why is no one talking about Drew’s story

user @/user it’s So cute

user HIS ARMS

madelyncline did he give you the kid you wanted?

yourusername @/madelyncline no :(

yourbestfriend @/yourusername I can give you one😏

yourusername @/yourbestfriend come over

drewstarkey @/yourusername yk I can see this

user you’re glowing

madisonbailybabe the gingerbread house looks so good

yourusername @/madisonbailybabe thank you babe

drewstarkey @/madisonbailybabe she didn’t let me touch it

yourusername @/drewstarkey you would ruin it

user @/yourusername HELP BAHAHAJAJA😭😭😭

user @/drewstarkey touch what-

user hope he is under my tree

madelyncline threesome

yourusername @/madelyncline WHAT

user @/madelyncline THEY ARE GETTIMG FREAKY AGAIN

user @/madelyncline I VOLUNTEER AS A TRIBUTE

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yourusername come and unwrap me then

drewstarkey @/yourusername 🏃🏃

user @/yourusername WOAH 😨

yourbestfriend MY PARENTS

yourusername @/yourbestfriend OUR CHILD

user idk who I want to be more

user @/user I wanna be sandwiched between them

user she is so lucky

user THE HAND PLACEMENT

madelyncline I’m Grinch and I’m gonna steal her from you🥰

drewstarkey @/madelyncline she is locked in my basement. Good luck getting in there

yourusername @/drewstarkey what

user @/drewstarkey oh

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ALL CREDITS GO TO THE AUTHORS OF THE PICTURES

A/N: merry Christmas to everyone ❤️

Comments and reblogs are always welcomed. Also you can request something if you want🫶

[dee-writes-anime]

Can i request something hawks x really introverted reader, so very different from him. you can choose everything else, just how he would menage things if you were dating

The "A" Team

FEATURING Keigo 'Hawks' Takami x Reader

SUMMARY You join Hawks at a hero charity event.

CONTENT WARNINGS introverted reader, soft hawks, hero event, cutesy fluff :)

AUTHORS NOTE Another introverted reader request done! I got this pretty close to the first one and I have a feeling the anon might be the same person thinking I didn't get their ask, but either way, I hope you like it, anon! <3

You weren't sure how you ended up agreeing to this. It was supposed to be a quiet night in—a rare chance for you and Keigo to unwind without the noise of the outside world. Yet here you were, standing in front of your mirror, smoothing the fabric of your dress, already feeling the beginnings of anxiety twist in your stomach.

Keigo, Hawks, your boyfriend of the past year, was waiting in the living room. He had convinced you, ever so gently, to join him at an important hero-related event—a charity gala organized by the Hero Commission. It was the type of high-profile gathering that drew media attention, pro-heroes from all over the country, and, worst of all, crowds.

But Keigo had a way of making you feel like you could handle anything, even when it pushed you far beyond your comfort zone. His energy, his boundless enthusiasm—it was contagious, sometimes too much for you, but it was also a warmth you couldn’t help but love. And now, you were preparing to step into his world, just for a night.

“You ready, dove?” His voice broke the quiet of the room as he peeked around the corner, his golden eyes sparkling with excitement. He looked impossibly good in his fitted suit, his wings tucked behind him, perfectly styled for the event.

You took a deep breath and nodded, though your fingers fidgeted nervously with the hem of your dress. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

He noticed the tension immediately, crossing the room in a few quick strides. “Hey, don’t worry. We’ll be in and out, alright? I know it’s not your scene, but I’ll stick with you the whole time. We’re a team.”

You smiled softly, the reassurance in his voice easing some of your nerves. You appreciated how he never pushed too hard, always offering you an out if you needed it. Keigo was all about the spotlight, but with you, he was patient. It was one of the many things you loved about him.

The venue was even grander than you had imagined. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the crowd of finely dressed heroes and socialites. A soft hum of conversation filled the room, punctuated by the occasional burst of laughter or the flash of a camera. Your heart raced as you stepped inside, Keigo's arm looped protectively around your waist, his presence grounding you amidst the unfamiliar chaos.

"Just stick close, dove," he murmured into your ear, sensing the way your body tensed under the weight of the atmosphere. His voice was low, comforting. "You're doing great."

You managed a nod, gripping his arm a little tighter. This world of glitz and glamour, of flashing lights and constant attention, was so far removed from the quiet existence you preferred. But Keigo made it bearable. He always knew when to push and when to pull back.

As the two of you made your way further into the room, you could feel the eyes of the crowd turning in your direction. Not because of you, of course, but because of him. Hawks was one of the most famous pro-heroes in the country, and wherever he went, people followed. You had grown used to it by now—the way people gravitated toward him, as if drawn by some invisible force.

"Keigo!" A voice called out, and you turned to see a group of heroes approaching, all smiles and eager handshakes. Hawks greeted them with his usual charm, his wings fluttering slightly as he chatted with them, but you stayed silent at his side, offering a polite smile when they glanced your way. It was always like this at events—Keigo was the star, and you were the quiet shadow, content to let him shine.

But tonight, the spotlight felt a little too bright.

"Keigo, who's this lovely lady?" One of the heroes asked, a playful grin on his face. "Don't tell me you've been keeping her a secret!"

You stiffened slightly, feeling the weight of their attention shift toward you. Social interactions had never been your strong suit, and being at the center of it—even for a brief moment—sent a wave of anxiety washing over you.

Keigo, ever perceptive, sensed your discomfort immediately. His arm tightened around you slightly, pulling you closer into his side. "This is my girlfriend," he said smoothly, his voice full of pride but gentle, as if offering you a buffer from the sudden attention. "She’s not really one for the limelight, but she’s the one who keeps me grounded."

Your heart swelled at his words, though the tension in your chest remained. You gave the heroes another small, polite smile, praying the conversation would move on quickly.

And it did—thanks to Keigo. He had this effortless way of steering conversations, of drawing attention away from you whenever he sensed you were uncomfortable. It was one of the many ways he protected you in situations like these, never letting the pressure grow too much.

The evening wore on, with more introductions, more conversations, and more small talk. You managed to keep up, though each interaction drained you a little more. The noise, the crowds, the constant buzzing energy—it all felt so overwhelming.

At one point, you found yourself standing by the bar, Keigo chatting with a few other pro-heroes nearby. Your gaze drifted around the room, watching as the party swirled around you, feeling more and more like an outsider in this glittering world.

“You alright, dove?” Keigo’s voice pulled you from your thoughts. He was suddenly beside you, his golden eyes filled with concern as he reached out to brush a strand of hair from your face. “You’re looking a little pale.”

“I’m fine,” you replied softly, though your voice betrayed the exhaustion you were starting to feel. “Just…a little overwhelmed.”

Keigo frowned, his hand slipping down to take yours, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “You wanna head out? I’ve made my rounds, kissed enough babies for one night.”

You hesitated, torn between wanting to escape the suffocating atmosphere and not wanting to drag him away from an event that was clearly important for his career.

“I don’t want to ruin your night,” you said quietly.

“Ruin it?” He chuckled, shaking his head. “Dove, you being here with me makes my night. And if you’re not comfortable, we leave. Simple as that.”

You stared at him for a moment, feeling a rush of gratitude and love for the man standing before you. He had such a big heart, always looking out for you, even in situations where he was the one who should be the focus.

“Okay,” you agreed softly, giving his hand a gentle squeeze in return. “Let’s go.”

The two of you left the gala not long after, slipping out into the cool night air. The noise of the event faded behind you, replaced by the soft rustling of leaves in the nearby trees and the distant sounds of the city. Keigo led you down a quiet street, his arm wrapped around your shoulders as he held you close.

“See?” he said with a grin, glancing down at you. “Told you we’d be in and out.”

You smiled up at him, feeling the last of your tension melt away in the peaceful quiet. “You’re right. Thanks for…you know, understanding.”

“Hey, it’s what I do,” he said lightly, though there was a depth of sincerity in his eyes. “I know I can be a bit…much sometimes. But I want you to know that you’re my priority. If you’re not comfortable, I’m not comfortable.”

You leaned into him, resting your head against his shoulder. “You’re not too much,” you murmured. “You’re just…you. And I love that about you.”

He smiled, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. “I love you too, dove.”

As the two of you walked through the quiet night, away from the noise and the crowds, you realized that this was what mattered most. Not the flashy events or the public appearances, but the quiet moments you shared, just the two of you. Keigo might be a hero to the world, but to you, he was simply the man who made you feel safe, no matter how overwhelming the world around you became.

And that was more than enough.

[spiderfunkz]

heyy could you do a peter parker blurb based on him asking you out on the last day of school? i love ur writing btw

✧ LOVE ON A LAST DAY.

summary : someone has a pretty crush on you!

word count : 0,7k

contains : fluff, fem!reader, super cutesy stuff.

a/n : next month i'll be graduating so this prompt is actually perfect omg omg, thank u for requesting anon i hope u like this !!! 🤭 i used the word 'smile' so much in this i apologize

"hey, peter!"

you waved cheerfully,

it was the last day of school. the final bell just rang and everyone is running out of the building yelling, cheering, crying, and smiling. papers were scattered, pens fell out of backpacks, shirts were signed, and flowers were exchanged.

you were going to hangout with your friends but that's when you spot peter at the end of the hall. hair messy, backpack full, his hands were in his pocket, he looked very nervous.

but you weren't going to leave him alone like that, it's been a while since you two have catched up.

you have been friends since middle-school, but as friends do, they drift apart, though you've never lost that spark with peter. you loved his company & he loved yours.

"hi!" peter waved.

you catch up to him, "hey, i didn't see you anywhere today! you haven't gotten a chance to sign my jacket yet. here," you pass a marker.

"i saved you a spot to sign." he nods, signing it.

you smile, "aw, this looks perfect."

he smiles too, he seems to be very smiley every time he's around you.

sometimes he forgets that you can see how much he smiles when he's near you, or how you can see that he's clearly staring at you.

"what? do i have something on my face?" you rub your cheek,

"oh, no. no you don't, sorry."

"you sure?"

he nods.

"you're weirdly quiet. you okay? i'm still going to the same college as you if that's what you're worrying about," you giggle.

peter has always loved how easy you are to talk to. in a way that there's never awkward pauses between conversations, and how your smile makes everything feel so calm and nice.

"i know. i just, uh-" he fiddles with something in his pocket, "there's something i wanna say, if that's okay."

"yeah, why wouldn't it not be okay?"

he shakes his head, smiling.

he passes you a picture from his pocket along with a small flower he picked.

you take it, your hand softly brushing his hand for a second.

it was a picture he took 2 months ago. you remember the day very well.

it was hot, awfully hot for new york. there were no clouds, the skies were clear and everybody was talking about it. how eager they are to take a walk and how excited they are to enjoy time outside.

though you and peter wanted nothing more but to stay inside, but this doesn't happen everyday. so why not try your best to enjoy it?

you were at the park and just finished your 2nd cup of lemonade (it was peter's), peter brought his camera for memories. your hair kept sticking to your face and it didn't help that you were smiling a ton so it got in your lipgloss as well.

suddenly wind came and flew past you. the air felt cool for a second and your hair went all over your face, you still smiled though.

peter saw and took a picture immediately, the sun perfectly leaving a glow on your hair, also giving your lips a nice glow.

"did you just take a picture?" he quickly shook his head, "yes you did! let me see!" — "no! i know you're just gonna delete it."

you finally saw the picture. at the bottom you can see a handwritten note on it. a beautiful day with the most beautiful girl!

"peter, this is so cute. you- you took this?" you asked, he nods shyly.

you couldn't hide the fact that your face grew red. "i was wondering... if maybe the most beautiful girl in the world would like to maybe.. like to.. go out with me sometimes..?"

peter said, whispering the last few words, looking down at his shoes, the doodled converses you once drew on.

you smile, "i'd love to."

he looks up, shocked. "really?"

"yeah! i mean all of this coming from the most prettiest, talented, caring boy in the world? how could i say no?" you smile, teasingly.

peter smiles.

he thinks for a second before taking the small flower from your hands and tucking it behind your ear, "pretty." he says, stated actually.

"so are you going to walk me home now, most beautiful boy in the world?" you ask. he nods almost immediately, "absolutely, most perfect girl in the world."

you walk outside the building, your hand holding his.

"just so you know i'm gonna draw a big red heart around your signature on my jacket."

[nectardaddy]

full throttle | sakusa kiyoomi

chapter thirteen | parking garage | 🏎️

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The air was silent, a void of sound, the engine turned off from parking only twenty minutes ago - one could hear a pin drop if they wanted. Parking his car in the open space of a garage lot, one he frequently went to just to get away; and one he absentmindedly took her to now because he simply couldn't clear his mind.

Picking her up only to be found breathless, and lost yet again - so he took her here. The, almost to a T, script he made in his mind vanishing within a second as she looked at him. He was absolutely doomed - he couldn't speak, couldn't think, and most certainly, didn't know how to act.

"I really like you." He didn't realize his own words, not noticing they slipped past his lips until they were already in the air. Hanging by a dangerously thin thread, floating, until she finally took them with caution. Her lips parted to speak at the sudden words but closed abruptly as she let the phrase simmer in her subconscious.

"You do?" A gentle, but prodding question asked by her; one that made him feel silly all over again. A question to which he couldn't find words anymore and simply nodded, ridiculing himself within his mind. But thoughts drew a complete blank when a smile peaked at the corners of her lips, a ghost of one, one that made him swallow hard at what was yet to come. "I really like you too, Kiyoomi."

"Damn," he breathed out hopelessly. To which she couldn't help but chuckle, the outburst causing her small smile to grow as she laughed.

"You say it like it's a bad thing," she mused. Wrapping her mind around the singular word forgivingly, tenderly holding as she wanted him to say more. To say what he meant; to not skirt around the thought with sand paper words.

"No," he corrected quickly. "No, not at all. Actually far from it." Finally finding the confidence within himself to look at her, he found himself with lack of oxygen once more. The dim light of the parking garage hid her features well, but he was hopeless all the same. "I'm an idiot for not talking to you, I'm sorry."

"You'd only be an idiot if you stopped talking to me all together." She was teasing him, prodding at the situation with a silly smile on her lips. A phrase he couldn't help but allow a breathy laugh to leave his lips from; one that finally made the tension in the air subside and his shoulders drop.

"I'm not that much of an idiot." A small smile pulling at the corners of his lips, looking to her like he finally managed to reach for something glorious. Fuck, she's beautiful, I am an idiot. "I won't fuck it up like a did in high school."

"What?" You asked in a chuckle, "you liked me in high school?"

"Oh, I was obsessed with you in high school," spoken in an exasperated breath, smile still pulling at his cheeks.

"You're not obsessed now?"

"You're the whole reason I won last week. If that's what obsessed then I don't know what to call it."

a cutesy chapter is coming after this one!

she was actively still in the car with him while sending those texts lmao

he was driving though so it's ok

he can flirt - just a little

kicking my feet at this chapter, it's happening FINALLY

the boy's gc is going to lose their minds over this when omi tells them

taglist under cut (I'M SORRY FOR THE WAIT ILY)

@wyrcan @hilichurl-lover @neuviloved @mayariviolet @wqnsho

@chosugarplum @dontmindtheevie @ilyless @phoenix-eclipses @kitnootkat

@azuremyst99 @wolffmaiden @localgaytrainwreck @eggyrocks @plutosalwayslost

@yuminako @aliensstolemyheart @msameikanevaeh @chizunata @cherrypieyourface

@gra-eae @punkhazardlaw @iheartamora @whoislesiless @whosmarjj

@chemiru @whosmarjj

[iocles]

Bachira Hcs :3

• Was definitely the type of kid to collect bugs and treat them as his friends, total result of bullying💀

• CANNOT sit in a chair correctly for the life of him, it's so bad

• Moves too much in his sleep, and a chronic sleep kicker

• those sleep kicks HURT

• Borderline unintelligible writing, but that's only when he doesn't feel like writing neatly

• That's why he drew a dolphin on his toothbrush instead of writing his name, didn't think it was important to write it

• Has leaned back in his chair at school and fallen, always swears to the teacher that it won't happen again (it will)

• Probably goes up the stairs on all fours for funsies

• Makes a MEAN protein shake (I don't know why I thought of this, but it makes sense to me💔)

• Does NOT shut up whenever anyone asks him about soccer, whether they're apart of Blue Lock or not

• Spam texter 😟

• HE KICKS HIS FRIENDS IN THE BACK OF THE KNEE

• Chronic test paper doodler, has lost points on tests for it

• Has millions of playlists that he made for no reason, literally just playlists he made for a specific day and never listened to again.

• Has been posted on his school's "caught sleeping" account, VARIOUS times...

• Sings in the shower💔

• His tiktok is a total shit posting account, maybe once in a while he'll post a pic of himself

• Same thing with any of his social media, his instagram notes are STRAIGHT BRAINROT

• Tried to watch Hamilton because Isagi recommended it to him, fell asleep half way and never finished it.

AHHH FIRST REAL POST I literally need to learn how to make these posts cutesy and decorated but I'm on mobile n don't have a laptop jajaja

[eliyips]

HOW DO YOU MAKE X SO FRIENDSHAPED?!

But also genuinely curious about the design translation from the actual skins to your interpretations due to the small but mighty details added in

Infodump as hard as you want!

If i ever pass up an opportunity to talk about my X design, it will be because I am either dead, or dying!!! neither are true at time of posting, so here you go! I will be going over my ENTIRE design process for Xisuma, starting with my initial design:

My initial design for Xisuma wasn't anything special, in my opinion. Most of what I included was directly ripped from the classic Doomslayer. Though, the face scars were inherited from fanon, of course. :) The changes that I did make were in service of having things make more sense for Xisuma. Namely, the belt buckle, and the fabric covering the arms...

The belt buckle is simple - bullets didn't really make sense as a design motif, all considered - but the fabric is more complicated. I have a couple different ideas about why Xisuma wears the suit, but I haven't settled one way or the other on some of the specifics, so forgive me if I'm a bit vague. Ultimately, It is just my impression that X is not comfortable having his body visible more than it needs to be, whether that be for health-related reasons or for personal/emotional reasons. I don't intend to ever draw Xisuma with his helmet off, because of that. To me, it feels like a violation of boundaries. To be perfectly clear though, that's just for me - more power to other artists who draw him without the helmet/armor! :)

By the time I was full-on fixated on Xisuma, I realized I was unsatisfied with this first pass at his design. Mainly, in regards to the helmet. So I did more work on it!

I feel like my re-design process for the helmet is a good example of the importance of using reference. :) I did a lot of unsatisfactory sketches before pulling up pictures of real helmets, at which point I feel like I settled on something I was happy with very quickly.

Specifically, I referenced motocross helmets! My choice of reference was mostly driven by my passing interest in sports equipment design, though motocross helmets are similarly bulky and have the same distinct mouthpiece as X's helmet, so I think it was a good choice. I also feel like the pixels at the top of Xisuma's skin can be pretty easily read as the brim of a helmet, so it works out!

Other than the motocross helmet influence, I also made the choice to add tubing to the sides and back of the helmet. This rolls with my headcanons about the purpose of the helmet, connecting to air tanks on his back! I also think it helps to distinguish him from the doomslayer, in addition to the new helmet shape.

The only other changes I made were to the helmet's palette, added a few additional grey tones for contrast, and the positioning of his scars. I decided I wanted them to be a little off-center, leaning towards his left eye. I'm pretty inconsistent with how I draw the scars though, lol, so it changed again by the next time I drew him.

At this point my design is mostly settled for him, and I don't expect it to change very significantly any time soon. I don't have much else to say about it, but I listed the other iterative changes I made to the design above! I figure I will continue making small tweaks to his design every time I draw him :)

That said... I have yet to answer your initial question! So I will answer it now:

"HOW DO YOU MAKE X SO FRIENDSHAPED?!"

My answer is that it's (almost) all in the eyes!!! I have already talked pretty extensively about Xisuma's eyes. So I won't dwell for too long! In short, human facial recognition is very closely tied to the eyes. The ability to see the eyes of a character clearly affords you a lot of flexibility when it comes to making a design seem approachable, or "friend-shaped." I painted over a screenshot of doomguy to illustrate my point!

My drawings tend towards being a little cutesy, of course, so that helps :) but you can see that the bright, saturated color, big distinct eyes, and less harsh expression all contribute to making him seem like he is less of a threat, despite this literally just being the doomslayer.

Another thing that helps is, again, related to the style I draw in. My art is very "clean" looking, not gritty. I use a lot of soft shape language and don't texture things too heavily. With Xisuma specifically, I also make no effort to make him seem intimidating. I use very neutral angles when drawing him, I don't frame him in a way that makes him seem intimidating or imposing, I don't pose him too confidently or angrily. Because he's not that kind of guy! Though it would be an interesting challenge to try and make him look as intimidating as possible :) I certainly think he could be quite scary, if he wanted to be. Just a matter of what I'm trying to convey.

... I think that's all I have to say for now! Once again, blown away by all the nice things people have to say about my Xisuma design and my art. Everyone here has been so kind and encouraging, and I really appreciate that. Thanks for giving me the opportunity to yell about Xisuma! If you have follow up questions, by all means, I am ready to answer :)

[girlymatsu]

2, 6, 11, 12 and 14 for the self insert lore ask game :3

HIII

2. when in canon does your self insert come in? do you have a scene in mind for your entrance?

SO I imagine Erina to come in in between season 2 and 3.. I was posting about it a few nights ago, in the erina timeline she sees the matsus from the background at the highschool reunion and gets inspired to go hunt them down and calculate befriending them. . But that wouldn’t be her first scene that would be revealed later in the erina arc .. the first scene would be strange coincidences of the matsus seeing erina run into them in strange situations and coincidences, and it’s all recollected by the matsus all talking about their pov of the encounter at chibita until erina actually shows up behind them and being giggly abt how silly they are… im trying to adjust the specifics of her intro so it’s WIP ⚠️ 🚧

6. does your self insert have any pets?

HEHE yes technically @tottychanneru ‘s oc ramirabi is like a pet to her but he is more like a little animal magical creature bff.. he is funny creature… he is her supporter.. her precious friend who phases through the window peacefully when he goes out for the day

And erina also gets a dog later in her and oso’s relationship… based off my own dog Cho Cho <3 I think in the erina verse he would be called Po Po maybe because thats one of my nicknames for him hehe, or Chopi, … and Osomatsu helps get him for her because she was longing for a dog… seeing someone want to give up their little cutie happy dog and erina wanting him so bad but can’t go and meet the owner because she has to work and she’s far away… and Osomatsu surprises her by going on the journey for him… he is a stubborn princely type dog who is very attatched to erina… Osomatsu would get a little competitive with him.. but they ultimately get along because of their love for erina, also they are animals together

11. what kind of outfit(s) does your self insert wear?

Erina is gyaru who kind of experiments with her style, likes agejo a lot but not totally tied down to it, sexy street fashion mixed with a casual cutsey toony flair.. if that makes sense. she loves cutesy patterns and accessories and colors… she usually show tummy and legs , wearing platformers/pumps/chunky shoes rather than too pointy of heels

My friend @/marisivoney on Twitter captures it so well with outfit designs they drew for me for artfight!! Sososooo cuteness

12. how would the fandom view your character?

Omg.. I feel like maybe she’s the icon of a Marina and the diamonds Spotify playlist , widely kinned bpd girl icon.. my friend said she would be menhara girl character u see on Pinterest… I would love to hear what the erinanistas say.. how would the fandom treat her, think what if she was a dangan ronpa character in 2013, tell me your thoughts

14. what hobbies does your self insert have?

Answered!

[c0la-queen]

Heya, I just sort of stumbled across your blog and I’m genuinely so impressed by how good your writing is! I ended up binge reading a bunch of your works lol. I was wondering if I could request something for Eddsworld? Honestly, your last Tord piece has been stuck in my mind so I was thinking of a situation where the reader is either uncomfortable because of some other guy or even something more dangerous like being followed and Tord ends up being involved. I know it’s really cliche but I’m interested in how he would handle it and what he would prioritise first. Obviously, I know you’re gonna be busy for a while so don’t feel pressured to get this done soon or at all if you don’t feel up to it. Hope you have a wonderful day/night ❤️

HIII OMG reading this made me so giddy!! I had free time this weekend and your request got my neurons firing so I HAD to write a piece for this right away!!! Thank you so much for your sweet words, and I hope you enjoy it! Mwah mwah!

Scary Dog Privilege | Tord x Reader

Warnings: Creepy incel guy, heavy misogyny, homophobia if you squint, I cringed writing this guy, Tord makes a threat

Words: ~1.9k

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The windows were down on Tord's car, letting the breeze in. It whipped your hair around, sometimes blowing a few strands into your face. It only made you giggle. A huff to your right drew your attention to the driver's side. Tord had one hand on the wheel, his other arm rested on the windowsill. His vape was in his hand.

"What are you laughing about over there?"

He blew a cloud out of the window before answering you.

"You're being silly. It's cute."

You settled back in your seat as you came to a stop at a red light. Without the rumble of the engine, the music playing from the speaker floated out into the town around you. You glanced at the display screen on the radio. fuK u lol by CORPSE. Your head bobbed as you took in the sights of the town. There was an older couple in the lane beside you. The woman seemed to be eyeing you suspiciously. It didn't bother you, though. You looked down, smoothing down the fabric of your outfit. White skirt, black tights, strawberry cardigan, and pink converse. Heart shaped earrings danged from your ears, and a matching heart shaped purse was at your feet. You felt cute and happy. Tord had, at least, put on a different outfit for your date, rather than wearing his usual red hoodie combo. It was still red themed, but you didn't expect any less. If your boys were anything, they were consistent.

You and Tord had always been opposites in most things. He was all doom and gloom, ice cold glares, vapes and cigarettes, black clothes and heavy rock music. He was blunt, he seemed apathetic, and often was rude. You were energetic and sweet. You loved bright colors and cutesy things. Cake and frappes with lots of whipped cream. You loved to share compliments with others, had a big heart, and cared deeply for others. That's not to say that you and Tord were incompatible - your relationship had been going strong for a couple of years now. Your opposite traits seemed to balance each other out. When you got too overwhelmed or worked up, he was there to douse you with a healthy round of realism, grounding you back to the present and calming you down. You were there when he started to feel like he wasn't himself, when he started to slip back into the person he was forced to be in the cold winters of Norway, you reminded him of the warmth of home.

And, over time, you developed similarities. Before you met him, you had dipped your toes into anime, but he let you watch them with him and soon it became a tradition of yours to binge-watch shows together. Tord had stopped drawing since high school, but watching you mindlessly doodle on blank paper while he tinkered away at his work desk reminded him of the joy it had brought him as a teen - so he started again. Plus, he had a brand new muse this time. Or if there was things that one of you enjoyed doing that wasn't quite the other's thing, that was okay too. Tord would sit at the kitchen table while you baked, scrolling away on his phone and occasionally showing you Tik Toks that you'd like. You would sit on his lap while he played PC games, either playing calmer games on your Switch or watching his gameplay until you fell asleep.

It looked strange to others, but for you and Tord, it worked.

You zoned back in as the car pulled into a parking space. Tord turned to you as he parked.

"Where'd you go, hm?"

"Nowhere. Just thinking of you."

Tord gave you a scrutinizing look, attempting to see if you were lying to him or not. (He always said you had a knack for downplaying your feelings. You insisted you had no idea what he was talking about.) Seemingly satisfied with what he found, he hummed and shut off the engine. You climbed out of the car, stretching out your legs.

The manga store that you and Tord liked to frequent was only a 20 minute ride into town from your neighborhood. It wasn't a little hole-in-the-wall, five sets of aisles in a tiny room type of place. This store was actually fairly popular, seeing an average flow of customers throughout the day. It helped that the owners had implemented a café area, where you could order anime character themed drinks.

The girl working the café counter waved at the two of you as you walked in. You smiled and waved as you walked over. She was familiar with you, since she worked on a lot of the days that you came in. You and her got along really well.

"Hi, Ruby! You dyed your hair a new color! The lavender looks really good on you."

"Thank you! I did love the red, but it was starting to get a little boring for me. Thought I'd spice it up."

She set down the equipment she was cleaning and walked over to the register.

"You guys gonna have your usual or do you wanna try something new?"

Tord was likely going to just have his usual drink, but you decided to give a new drink a chance. You looked up at Tord.

"I wanna try the Squirtle Sour Candy Boba."

He nodded, then ushered you off to the aisles. That's how things usually went during your outings here. He'd order your drinks while you went wandering off into the aisles, and he'd find you after the drinks were ready. It had taken a bit of argument between the two of you for you to give up trying to pay for your own drinks - he was just as stubborn as you were sometimes. You came to a compromise, though, when he let you buy your own manga and merch.

As usual, your first pit stop was to the romance manga. There weren't too many other customers - an older alt couple looking at the Jojo manga, a teenage boy at the BL section, and a small group of teenage girls giggling softly in the isekai aisle. You hummed softly as you looked over the covers, seeing if anything new caught your eye. You stopped once you reached the section you were looking for. Komi Can't Communicate.

You crouched down so you were level with the more recent volumes. Most of the time, you bought three volumes at a time. You huffed softly when you realized that this time, they were missing one of the ones you needed. Volumes 12, 13, and 15 were there - but no volume 14. With an exasperated sigh, you reached out and picked up volume 12, only to nearly drop it when a voice startled you.

"You know, there are more tasteful series that you'd probably enjoy more than that one."

You looked to your right. Someone had walked into the aisle with you when you weren't paying attention. It was a man, looking to be in around his 30s or so. You could feel yourself fight back a physical reaction to his appearance, and not in a good way. He had on what you could recognize as a Deadpool shirt on underneath a black zip-up hoodie that looked like it hadn't been washed in far too long. The ensemble was topped off perfectly with a leather necklace cord and a metal pendant that you would've guessed was a Naruto symbol of some kind (admittedly, you had never watched Naruto, and Tord mentioned that it wasn't really worth it in his opinion.)

Alarm bells were going off in your head at the sight of him.

"Oh. Is that so?"

As you stood up straight, you gave him a smile that you hoped wasn't too obviously forced. If he noticed, he didn't care.

"Since you're here by yourself, clearly you're a female of sense. You should start off with Dragon Ball. It is the very zenith of anime culture, and anyone who hasn't experienced it doesn't deserve to call themselves an anime fan."

Your alarm bells got louder.

"Actually, um, I know what Dragon Ball is. I've watched it since I was little - my older sibling showed it to me."

You hated the way an excited glint flashed across the man's eyes. He stepped a little closer to you.

"It seems I was right about you. You do have taste. It's not every day I meet a female who is familiar with real anime. Usually its only females who have been brainwashed by social media to think that they're bisexual, who come in here to read trash like Haikyu."

He stepped closer again. You tried to subtly shift backwards.

"Shows like that shouldn't even be categorized as anime. Its all woke propaganda that makes females change their dating standards for submissive men. But I can tell that you're different. You-"

"There you are."

Something solid and warm pressed against your back. You felt yourself immediately relax in Tord's presence. Turning to him, you gratefully took your drink from his hand.

His eyes weren't on you.

Tord was staring down the man in front of you, eyes the color of cold steel. He was easily taller than the other man, and definitely stronger. The man seemed to cower slightly.

"I was, uh, just talking to the lovely girl here-"

Tord cut him off by saying your name. Only when you tilted your head back to him did he finally glance at you.

"Get your other two volumes."

He didn't need to tell you twice. Ignoring the now blubbering man, who was once again the focus of Tord's piercing gaze, you dipped down and grabbed volumes 13 and 15. You could look for 14 some other time.

"Go to the plushie aisle. I'll meet you there."

You only spared one last glance at the man before slipping past Tord, heading around to the aisle filled with plushies and other merch. You couldn't see or hear Tord and the man, and you weren't sure you wanted to.

Standing in front of the bin of plushies, you slid your phone out of your purse and pulled up your private messages with Edd. You typed out a quick message to him.

'Tord might beat a guy to death.'

Edd, who was working on some commissions today, replied fast.

'Nothing new. What was it this time?'

'Creepy guy wouldn't leave me alone. Gave off incel vibes.'

'Yikes. I'm on Tord's side. Hope he kicks the guy's ass.'

Before you could continue the chat, you felt arms wrap around your waist. Tord rested his chin against your shoulder.

"You shouldn't tattle on me to Edd."

"Edd doesn't care, as long as you don't get yourself hurt. What did you do to the dude?"

Tord huffed. He was grumpy.

"Told him that if he was ever a creep to you again, I'd saw his balls off with a rusty scalpel and shove them down his throat. It was effective. He ran away, like a little bitch."

Despite it all, you couldn't help but giggle. You turned, and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

"My hero. Let's go look at the Jujutsu Kaisen section."

[mblue-art]

i’m curious about your take on strawberry nightmare! to you, what’s he like? how does he act? what’s he all bout?

He is annoying (/aff hehe), and even more so to regular Nightmare. I tried to figure out (still am, I guess) how to put the flavor theming and '2P!' thing together, but here's what I have in my head for him ^^ (ramble warning!)

Finding out that the concept of '2P!' variants existed in UTMV too, made me happy! Usually 2P!s are inverted or flipped versions of the original character— think Fell'd or Swap'd versions in UTMV terms— so I thought:

Huh. If he's supposed to be a flipped version of Nightmare, would he have similarities with Swap!Dream? 🤔 But softer, nicer? 'cause he's also strawberry milk-themed! 🍓 flavors and aesthetics can be associated with soft, nice, sweet, cheery, and pretty...

(And sometimes, behind that pretty pink, lies red danger. While regular Nightmare clearly shows that he is a threat, S!NM hides it behind a layer of sweetness; (like a yandere— I explored yandere S!NM here), like a 'nice' character hiding their bad side—

But don't worry! Only those who are deserving of his wrath will face it. He's mean when he needs to. The simps are safe, as well as the people he cherishes! He can be a patient man. Just don't be on his bad side and you'll be a-ok! 👍(⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

He's like... If regular NM decided to go uwu for the bit, but forever.........(/hj)

He is friendly, a flirt, flips between being all cutesy and rizzing up the simps,

nicely offers you (suspicious— he loves making people doubt LOL) pink sweets in exchange for company or simply as thanks for spending time with him

(A king can feel so lonely sometimes 😩😔 esp w/o his dear brother around... so maybe he has a massive pink house instead of a castle :] Oooh, imagine how pink and aesthetic the interior would be...),

likes messing with the original Nightmare (Ah!! NM hosting parties! Him getting invited! Yes, he'd def talk to the king of the castle but tries to be civil! This is a nice fancy party with lots of people around; he's not gonna ruin this for anyone 😤 he just wants to socialize!!)

(Yes he owns a few creative 🍓-themed suits, why wouldn't he lean towards his aesthetic 😤)

Like any Guardian of Feelings, he can manipulate/control emotions. He can pull out one's negative emotions to calm them down, and he can also make one feel nervous or any other mix of feelings in his presence, just like how his original counterpart does.

As for his role in the multiverse, I'd say he honestly just tries to have fun. Yk, jus a lil chaos. Teehee. No multiverse domination or anything, he just likes being a menace to people hehehe

An idea I thought of a few times is him hinting that he has visited Nightmare's castle (whether he actually talked to NM or not) by leaving strawberry milk (carton/bottle) in the fridge for the others to see and be confused by.

'hey guys where's my choccy milk? did any of you drink it?? it was my last box!' - 'why is there strawberry milk again... none of you drink this...' - 'who keeps getting this pink stuff'

NM eventually informs them about this visitor, and to be cautious, just... Don't drink whatever pink thing he leaves in the fridge.

I've never really thought of what S!NM's backstory would be, what him and his Dream's 'Dreamtale AU' would be, so right now, he's just... There one day (lol) with a brother that keeps? running away from him?? (His Dream is 🟦 instead of 🟨! (I saw an artist drew him as such) And while 🍓 is happy and excited, 🔵 is kinda gloomy... Interesting to see a happy Negativity Guardian and a grumpy Positivity Guardian...)

You can scroll through the #snm asks tag to read past (mostly simp) shenanigans with him, and you can also click these links for my other rambleposts about him ^^

[sugahbunnies]

BUCKET LIST ☆ 03

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AUGUST 14

dear diary, saiki hasn’t warmed up to me and it’s been a two weeks already. what am i doing wrong? am I too loud? do I talk too much? the girls are nice though, although i can see teruhashis eye twitch whenever she sees me talking to saiki. kaidou is lovely too, he brings me snacks and lets me ramble on and on about anything. nendou is chill too .. except for when he cannot read the room and drags me away from saiki. oh ! saiki thinks it's funny to ignore me when I try to talk to him. anyways … these supplements are really gross to take and the bruise that hairo gave me has not gone away completely. it's okay though, it's just something i got used to. it's a new week tomorrow and i hope kaidou brings me a pastry or something.

You shut your journal close and swing it across the room to your bed, grabbing your bag and slinging it over your bruising shoulder.

Okay it wasn't exactly Nendou's fault he tried jumping on your shoulders but shouldn't it be a given to not try when you're smaller than him? The swelling somewhat went down but the obvious black coloring was visible.

Hairo was concerned as to why the injury he gave you on your cheek was still there. All you could do was shrug it off and give him a playful smile.

Can't tell them yet.

Pushing your hair out of your face, you rush out of your house to meet your friends at the front gate. It was a daily routine, Kaidou and Nendou patiently waited for you before entering the school grounds while the others were already in class.

Although, this time it was different. It's Saiki waiting for you. A stupid smile plasters over your face, skipping over to him. You reach for his hand but he pulls back immediately. “No foolery, thanks” he says, brushing past you to go into the building. You snicker, running behind him to catch up.

Well that's new..

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AUGUST 18

Kaidou had gotten a bit sick and told Saiki to walk you home after school. Who knew he would actually listen to him? You try walking at the same pace as Saiki, matching his footsteps while struggling to come up with a topic. Your expressions go from confusion to amusement as you go through ideas. He glances at you, shaking his head. “Let's not talk. I am solely doing a favor for a friend” He mumbles, clearly avoiding eye contact at the moment. You bump shoulders with him purposely to see his reaction.

Saiki walks a bit further from you, his eyes completely focusing on the path in front of you two. "I drew a bunny in class, wanna see?" You ask, leaning in to see if his eyes answer you atleast. He side eyes you, as usual. You nod, taking that as a yes and pulling out your lined paper from your bag, a cutesy bunny lazily drawn on it. Saiki exhales loudly, taking the paper from your eyes and examining it.

You clasp your hands in excitement, smiling as he continues to judge your messy drawing. "It's alright, you draw usually?" He raises an eyebrow, passing back the drawing. You copy his expression, frowning at him and slipping the paper inside his bag. "Only when I'm bored, I put it in your bag for safe keeping!" You exclaim, raising your hands and counting off your fingers. "I draw cats too, lots of flowers and .." You furrow your eyebrows, thinking of what else you like to create. Saiki simply stares at the concrete, still attentive of what you have to say.

They sure do talk alot, he thinks. He glances at you, your face scrunches up as you seem to have forgotten what you have to say. He feels his face relax, he realizes something and he doesn't like it.

Y/n is not as irritating as I thought they'd be.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AUGUST 24

Kaidou and Nendou had left quite early because they had some “important” things to do. Your suspicions sparked up and you tried questioning them but they left you at the main doors.

Your lips turn into a frown, noticing the weather is a bit too gloomy. Once you feel a droplet on the arch of your nose, you let out a groan. “Man, I forgot my umbrella” you say, taking off your backpack and using it as a shield.

In the corner of your eye, you notice the blurriness of pink and immediately turn your attention to your left. “Saiki! Uhmm a little help here?” you squeak out, you can see him physically sigh. Yet he still walks over to you, no emotions present on his facial features. You give him a smile, his hand clutching an umbrella.

“Guessing you didn’t bring one” He points out, opening the umbrella and putting it over the two of you. You take this as a chance to get one conversation in. Saiki gives out plain answers as he answers your questions after question.

“You play video games?”.

“Eh”.

“You watch anything cool?”.

“Sometimes”.

“I wanna dye my hair the same color as you, Saiki”.

This sentence of yours causes him to peek at you, with a shake of his head he tells you, “I rather not be twins with you, thanks”.

You suck your teeth in disappointment, your brusing shoulder bumping into his. He takes note of this and frowns a bit. “Still hurts?”, “Well, obviously”, “Just wondering”. The bland responses you and Saiki are giving each other is starting to irritate you.

You puff, stepping infront of him to stop him in his tracks. His eyes show curiosity, waiting for you to say something atleast memorable. You inhale deeply, your hands behind your back and wondering why you need to be validated by him.

Maybe you like him, maybe not.

“Why don’t you like me?!” You demand, the rain pouring down harder as awkward seconds pass by of Saiki staring at you in complete silence. He drops the umbrella, sighing quietly. The rain dampens his hair, and you really wish this moment did not feel dramatic but it did. You hit him with a sour look, to which he really did not like because he snaps back at you. Kinda.

“Stop assuming things, I am simply keeping my distance. Let’s not overthink this”.

Your face drops, gazing down the heavy drops of water running down your legs and ruining the stickiness of your bandaids. Saiki follows your gaze, immediately putting the umbrella over you. You fold your arms in a childlike manner, waiting for him to offer kind words.

“Let’s get you new ones, okay?” He points down at your legs hesitantly, worried that you may say no to his suggestion.

To his surprise, you let your stubbornness go and nod with a small smile. “Your house, right??! Then let’s go”. You go under the umbrella with him and speed up the pace more than before. Saiki glimpses at you, your wet hair looking more luscious than usual. He feels sudden warmth through his chest, wondering why he even sticks around you. Maybe it’s because the gloominess of the day could not change your sweet but sarcastic demeanor.

Good grief, he thinks, I wish they were more infuriating.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AUGUST 31

dear journal or diary, whatever, i'm slowly but surely getting close to saiki but wait .. jeez, i feel so tired all the time. and pretty weak in the bones, i think it’s the illness ? haha, well that’s okay. but ! my parents have been filling up my diet with fruits and vegetables because of it which is sooo tiring. also, why did the doctor forget to tell me that random bruises will appear? i look like a rotten apple. it’s getting tiring to hide but it’ll be worth it once im better and cured! just gotta take more supplements ..

You drop your pen, look at the journals margins and see “october 5, doctor appt at 9am”. Your finger pads rub against the fresh bruises on your knees, your eyes drooping to a low level. You mumble out “Just .. have to take supplements” over and over. You rest your head on your cold pillow, your thoughts merging together into a mess.

Just have to take supplements, will I die? No, I like my friends. I hope I live. Doctor said last time I been making progress. It’ll be worth it at the end.

You spiral into a deep sleep after such horrific thinking, your dream consisting of you and Saiki playing tag you’re it.

“I got you!” You laugh, to which Saiki replies with a laugh louder than yours.

“You got me!” He replies, his whole aura full of fluorescent colors as your dream appears to end. The scenery fades away, waking you up and leaving you pondering. The dream was too rushed. You turn to your journal and scribble harshly on the naked paper.

dreaming of Saiki? that's so absurd. whatever, he's still rude and mean and i don't like him ! at all.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 4

The hallway is exceptionally quiet, all you can hear is your shoes click clacking. You had forgotten your regular school shoes and had to bring in fancier shoes than usual. Which almost got you in trouble with Matsuzaki but he was already yelling at Nendou for his stupid haircut .. again. Your books are tucked inside your arms as you walk hurriedly across the squeaky floor. “Okay just gotta get home .. just gotta-” THUD.

You look down in devastation, your clumsiness always comes out in the worst times and sadly, one of those times is now. Looking down at your scattered books, you kneel down and collect your books. You twist and turn to grab your favorite possession of all but ..

Someone’s foot is set upon your new and crispy book, you huff and swat their foot away. “Jeez, get your foot off! You probably have shit on it” You scowl, attempting to pull the book out of underneath their foot.

“Jane Austen”.

You slowly look up and see Saiki towering over you, but this time he isn’t intimidating or belittling you. He actually looks .. lovely? Okay, maybe that’s too much of a affectionate word. Although, the way the sunlight was reflecting off his glasses and the wind is slightly blowing his hair in a movie like manner-

Darn, the wind ! Who even opened the window ?!?! I can't find this lame excuse of a specimen attractive !

Carefully, you stand up, your books all jumbled up in your crossed arms. You cannot help but stare at him, but so is he, therefore you’re allowed to stare back right?

“Yeah” You softly utter, your blinking decreasing as your eyes flicker from his eyes to his hair to his lips. “She's a genius” Saiki bluntly comments, reaching down and snatching up your book. He dusts it off and hands it to you, his face softens up and you only notice this because you cannot tear your eyes away from him.

“That she is” Your eyes drop to the floor, your finger brushing against his as you grasp the book. You look up at his expression, expecting him to look at you in slight disgust.

He just looks at you blankly.

“Get home” he suggests, no, he tells you. You tilt your head in confusion, wondering why he even decided to converse with you in the first place. You watch him walk away in silence, your heart beating from the interaction.

He could have just walked by so why did he … your thoughts trail off, your fingers caressing your book cover. Maybe he’s not so bad.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 8

Physical fitness is not your strongest aspect, therefore gym class is not the highlight of your day unlike …

Him.

Your eyes wander to Saiki, whose turn it is to kick the ball and you’re right in front of him which makes you nervous. This is your first time having to play such game with him and you're praying that he's awful at it.

He might hit me or something .. no maybe he’ll be gentle.

You smile obnoxiously at him after the teacher blows the whistle, signaling him to kick the ball. He ignores you, as always. You see him visibly sigh as he kicks the ball. You squint, the ball seems to becoming directly to your face.

BAM !

The ball comes full force onto your nose, your head tilting back and you stumble back. You moan in annoyance, grabbing your nose and the spewing of blood spills on your gray shirt. You hear a faint “Yikes” and know it's Saiki’s antisocialness being aware that he hit you quite harshly by accident.

Yeah, this is going to leave a bruise. You can feel your head becoming light, your stumbling continuing as you feel dizziness. You collapse with a loud thud, and see a blurry image of Aren rushing to you along with Kaidou. Why am I always in pain ..

You wake up in a jolt, your lips trembling as the coldness of the room hits you like a breeze.

“Hey, you look awful”.

You spun your attention to your side, and see Saiki holding onto your finger. You look down at him with fear, solely because this isn’t like him? He notices the look on your face and immediately lets go, his coughing trying to cover up the tension in the room. “Sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were .. okay” He says, sitting back on the spinning chair. His eyes seem to dart from every feature to another on your face. You clear your throat, grabbing fistfuls of the blanket on top of your lap.

“Did I bruise?” You question. Saiki just nods, holding up his phone’s camera to your face so you could see the atrocious injury on your nose. You wince, scrunching up your face to see if it hurts.

Yup, it stings.

Saiki clicks the camera button, causing you to groan at him as he tries to hide his smile as he turns off his phone.

"Memories" He insists, "I'll keep this to embarass you". You poke his arm excessively, in a way to hurt him but to not exactly cause pain. "Keep one eye open at night, Kusuo Saiki!"

The both of you continue to bicker, you did not take note of this at the moment but Saiki's eyes were glimmering. He truly is seeing you as a friend.

Perhaps, something else, he never knows nor does he want to know. All he knows is you don't irritate him as much as he'd thought you would.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 12

You’re piling up strawberries on Saiki’s lunch tray, he seems to not care but you know he’s definitely annoyed. You smirk as he places them back one by one on your tray, not even sparing you a glance.

“Hey, atleast try to look like you’re tired of my bullshit” You splutter, clicking your tongue in annoyance as you see that your efforts to make him flip out on you are not working.

“Such a potty mouth, huh?” He says agitatedly, his voice oddly raspy and low. Your cheeks immediately turn pink, you’re not sure if it’s his expression or the sound of his voice that has you all flustered. You look at your friends who are next to you and Saiki, but none of them seem to take notice of this conversation taking place.

You focus on Saiki again, struggling to speak but no words seem to slip out. He quickly cocks his eyebrows up in a teasing manner, dropping his chopsticks on his tray and fleeing the scene. Leaving you in awe but in a flushed manner.

That was .. hot of him .. ok Y/n what’s wrong with you !

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 16

Kaidou and Nendou invited you to a pastry bakery, along with Saiki to try out some new sweets. So there you are, in your wrinkly school uniform to which Kaidou points out and you hear Saiki slightly snort at the comment.

You flick whipped cream at Saiki’s cheek from your strawberries and cream snack, his face falling to a stoic look. You instantly regret the decision as he wipes it off with a napkin. You slowly turn to Kaidou with a horrific expression, he just whistles and looks around as if he saw nothing. Nendou, of course, is devouring the heavenly angel cake slice he ordered. You feel a tap on your shoulder, you cringe at first, terrified to see Saiki's face. You awkwardly grin at him and he tilts his head at you, booping your nose to leave cream hanging.

You screech silently, using your bare hand to clean off your nose. He slightly smiles.

“What a pain you are”.

You blink slowly at him, wondering if what you saw is just another delusion.

Did he just smile at me ?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 22

With a mischievous smile on your face and your stable cell phone service, you call Saiki's house phone to invite him out for a bike ride. Crossing your fingers, you hope that his mother picks up, knowing that she’ll force him to go out with his school friend.

And .. she does!

Saiki is not so thrilled with the fact that you trapped him with you for the next four hours, but you really needed some alone time with him until your body gave out on you.

“I like your bike, matches your glasses” You say softly, patting Saiki’s lime green bicycle’s seat. It was double seated and you’re wondering if he brought this one out on purpose. “Don’t you have one with just one seat? You so wanted to be close-” he huffs loudly, “Just get on, try not to fall”.

You smile tenderly, watching Saiki slide onto the front seat. He pats the seat behind him with a blank look, urging you to hurry up.

“Oh right” you say, climbing on and carefully placing your hands on his shoulders. He turns to you with a small smile.

“I won't let you bruise” He whispers, just loud enough for you to hear. You freeze, smiling sheepishly. Not knowing if you were suppose to hear that or not.

“Yeah .. I hope you don’t”.

So there you go, riding the neighborhoods with wind blowing at you both. Your hands cling to either Saiki's shoulders or waist.

He doesn't mind at all.

⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 28

You sigh, examining your face and legs in your body mirror. Your eyes trailing from bruise to bruise, trying not to laugh at how much of a color palette you are right now.

“This is so going to be the death of me” You mumble, plastering bandages on your leg injuries to avoid rising questions from your friends.

They already wondered, well everyone but Saiki how you got so many bruises and why they never seemed to disappear. Aren asked if you got into fights, you laughed with him and you shook your head no. Kaidou seems to be extra cautious with his surroundings when he's with you. It bothered you that he had to do that for you but he was just being protective.

Teruhashi once found your pills in a case in your backpack when she asked to borrow a pen from you. You simply told her they were supplements, and it was the truth. She dropped the subject and never mentioned it again, but you could see worry flash on her face everytime she sees you.

Honestly, you don't think your condition is bad, and your illness isn't too bad. Everyone just exaggerates, and it can be cured easily. Although your diagnosis came so late, you fear it might turn you to ashes before you could fix it.

Rubbing your eyes, your bones are aching and begging you to get some rest. Your body is practically screaming in capital letters, you ignore it as you button up your shirt. You force a smile, wiping the mirror clean of dust as you look over your tired reflection.

"Let's go, again" You give yourself a thumbs up and go on your way to school.

☆☆☆

Saiki did not want to admit it, but he notices how your bruises show up and how tired your eyes look. Your fatigueness may be the most visible problem of yours, but nobody else really notices it.

Except for him of course.

So when you show up to class in an ironed shirt and clean shoes, he feels obligated to ask if you're really okay. He wishes he could read your mind right now but your thoughts are so disarranged he cannot pick them apart individually. Although, he has an easier time reading them when you're worn out. He doesn't like reading your thoughts, he feels as if it is invading your personal space. Maybe you aren't ready to tell people what is happening, and he wants to respect that.

He sighs, knowing his powers are pretty useless as of right now. He senses something truly bad is occurring to you, that's why he tries to create some distance between you two. Saiki does not want to get close to you in case you will not be around for too long.

He has failed, obviously.

He twirls his pen and looks at you resting your head on the desk. His eyes glance down at his notebook, his scribbles about you in vague sentences.

Y/n is sick. illness? bruises, fatigue, weight loss a bit? what illness.

He scratches his head, wracking his brain to come to at least one conclusion. His gaze drops down to your legs, the multiple bandages stuck to your skin only makes him wince.

They're trying so hard to hide it, why?

You snore quietly, making Saiki abandon his thinking. He slightly smiles, his pen scribbling once again on the paper.

They snore. Wish I found it annoying.

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[charbon-et-feu]

I got this ask on my art blog within minutes of posting that Hoenn boys bunny art so I'm pretty sure that's what prompted it. I don't want to clutter my art blog with this nonsense, so I'm not going to answer it there, but I do want to dissect it a little bit.

"You're not even trying to age him up or anything"

It's fascinating (and sometimes a little concerning) to get a glimpse of what people's standards are for what makes a fictional character look like an adult. I can usually see where people are coming from when they assume that a character is young based on their appearance, but it's annoying when people confidently say that a character must be a child if they're drawn a certain way, and then go on to assume the worst of an artist if they draw something a little spicy. It's already difficult to guess most people's ages irl, so it's silly to think you can reliably guess the age of a fictional character drawn in an anime/cartoon style.

People come in all shapes and sizes. People from some East Asian countries tend to be shorter and younger looking, and then you have people from Scandinavian countries who are typically super tall. Idk where anon is from, but a lot of the people who like to fuss over the ages of fictional characters are from the US. This is crazy to me because the US is such a diverse melting pot, so you would think that someone living here would understand that there's no one-size-fits-all definition for what an adult looks like.

And none of this even really matters when you're talking about fictional characters. They're not real. They're objects, dolls that we play dress up with and smush together and use to tell stories. We throw them on a stage to entertain us. Sometimes, it's heartwarming or funny or sad, and, sometimes, it makes us uncomfortable. Oftentimes, we put them through hell, but no matter what, they can't hurt us, and we can't hurt them. So, it's a safe way to explore our ideas and try to understand ourselves and our world a little better.

It's so strange when people judge someone based only on what they enjoy in fiction and art. It really doesn't matter how I draw Brendan or any other character, so I'm just gonna keep doing what I'm doing. But I do want to try to dig into why anon thinks that I'm not aging up Brendan at all, because I think it's interesting to analyze and try to understand the thought process behind comments like these. Feel free to take this next bit of rambling with a grain of salt. I'm mostly just speculating based off anon's ask and similar arguments that I've observed from people who try to argue that a character looks too young to be an adult.

For reference, here's the art that (most likely) prompted the ask:

When I draw Brendan, I'm usually going for older teen/young adult. I did make him a little skinnier than I would have liked here, but he still looks like he could be anywhere from a teen to a baby-faced adult. So why does anon see a child?

I'm guessing one of the main reasons is that Brendan is short. And since Wallace is super tall, it makes Brendan look even smaller. Most of the characters don't have canon heights, but I've seen people estimate Wallace's height at a little over 6'(183cm) by comparing character models in Pokemon Masters, and Steven is a few inches shorter than Wallace. I go with 6'2"(188cm) for Wallace and 5'11"(180cm) for Steven. I think most of the protags are under 5'(152cm), but I make Brendan at least 5'5"(165cm). Even with the extra inches, Wallace still makes him look small lol. Here's a little chart I made for myself a while ago so you can see what I mean.

Could I make Brendan taller? I guess I could, but I'm not going to. The height difference is part of the appeal for me. It's fun to draw, and with certain poses, it can be an interesting challenge. Also, short men exist, and they're valid.

I'm guessing the other reason anon sees Brendan as a child is because I drew him pretty cutesy and baby-faced compared to Steven and Wallace. In the bunny pic, Brendan's bashful expression and somewhat feminine pose and outfit also add to the cuteness. I like to keep the somewhat big, rounded eyes from his canon design, but I do the same thing when I draw Akari/Dawn, and I haven't gotten any angry asks about my volokari art. I just like to draw Brendan cute. Is that the problem? Can someone not be perceived as a man if they give off too much cute, feminine energy? Hmm... That kinda smells like toxic masculinity.

I can't help but wonder if anon is letting common stereotypes rooted in traditional patriarchal USAmerican gender norms poison their perception of what a man should look like. "Real" men must be tall, strong, rugged, etc, and if they don't meet those strict standards then they must be either a boy or a woman. (Similarly, women must be short, dainty, soft, have big boobs, etc, but this is about Brendan so we won't get into that.) If you transfer this mindset to stylized art of fictional characters, I can see how anon arrived at their conclusion. But this way of thinking is close-minded and objectively wrong because the average, white USAmerican's view of the world is not universal. What about short, feminine men? Flat chested women? Trans men? Are we not allowed to draw and sexualize these types of characters? Kinda sucks for all the short kings and petite women out there who want to see a character that looks like them get railed by their favorite blorbo of the month. Sorry guys, you must be this tall if you want a fictional character with your body type to be sexualized. No fun allowed.

Maybe I'm wrong and it's not that deep, but this is how ridiculous people sound when they start breaking out the rulers and measuring the art of fictional characters to determine if it fits into their (often inconsistent) standards of what an adult looks like. Now, I do understand that certain types of art can make people uncomfortable, and that's perfectly valid. I also have a certain threshold for when a character starts to look a little too young and I'm no longer comfortable seeing them depicted in certain ways. When I come across art like that, I just unfollow/block/mute and move on. It's not that serious and definitely not a good reason to jump into some random person's inbox to harass them.

Also, I don't want to get into this topic too much (since this is already really long) but I think it's worth noting that these types of comments usually only start popping up when the art has sexual elements to it. Young Shounen Anime protagonists experience varying degrees of violence regularly, but I can't remember the last time I saw someone question the morals of those creators. Why does the pearl clutching only happen when creators try to dive into sexual territory with fictional characters? Just something I wish these people would take the time to think about.

Anyway, anon can think I'm weird if they want, but I think the assumptions they're making say a lot more about them than they do about me. I'm just here to have fun and draw cute anime boys, and Brendan just happens to be my favorite doll rn. I enjoy playing dress up with him, and sometimes that means he's gotta get in the bunny outfit. It's fine. He's having fun. He told me himself.

I didn't mean to ramble this much, and I don't usually like engaging with discourse, but I had some thoughts, and I wanted to get some of them out. I love art. I think creators should be free to make whatever beautiful, weird art they want, so I think it's important to push back against this behavior when we can. But if I get more asks like this, I promise I won't respond to them often.

If you made it to the end, thanks for taking the time to read all that. I don't usually talk much, so when I do, it's nice when people listen. As a reward for your efforts, please accept this unfinished Steven art.

[rararazaquato]

Valentine, you're a

horse

(rain code pony au. design notes under the cut!)

just as a note, i haven't seen my little pony since i was like. 11. and also i don't think i watched beyond twilight becoming an alicorn. my knowledge of later seasons mostly comes from horsecomix. so if i say anything that contradicts the Horse Lore, sorry about that.

ok now for individual designs.

yuma is a unicorn, mostly because mystery labyrinths require him to be able to hold a sword and talk at the same time. in addition to his memories, he lost his cutie mark in the pact, so everyone who sees him is like "damn you're an amnesiac AND a blank flank? pick a struggle". he doesn't have any accessories by default, but he probably gets a little hat in the rain + his cape in the mystery labyrinth. he was the first pony i drew, so his face looks a little janky. i struggled with drawing the ponies from any angle other than a perfect sideview, and the snouts/mouths were the hardest parts by far. the front view i did for yuma was a bit easier than the 3/4 view i did for most of the cast, but it was still tougher than i expected. pony artists who mimic the style of the show have all of my respect.

shinigami's spirit form was changed a little bit, although it was already so abstracted compared to a real human that i didn't feel i needed to change much in order to make her fit into the pony universe. i just swapped her horns out for wings and gave her a horn. i also removed her thumbs and made her colors closer to her human (er, pony) form. she's no longer a "death god" in the traditional sense, now being the "princess of death" in the same way twilight is the princess of friendship or cadence is the princess of love. she was sealed away because she was shit at her job (just killed a fuckton of people for no reason) but anypony who stumbled across the book she was sealed in can make a contract w her just like in rain code canon. obvi this is a little dark for the actual mlp universe, they wouldn't be putting a trigger-happy murder princess in their rated y cartoon, but this is the same fanbase that made fuckin. cupcakes and rainbow factory and a whole slew of others that make the main characters of mlp infinitely more fucked up than canon shinigami ever was. so i feel like we can have a little suspension of disbelief here.

shinigami's true form is an alicorn, obvi. she's a god princess, she's gonna be an alicorn. i tried to refrain from giving the characters too many accessories to better mimic the simpler mane 6 designs, but shinigami looked so naked with just the crown. so she also got her flower and little necklace. i didn't even attempt to put her hair in braids, since drawing her face at that angle was such a challenge already. upon posting this, i also realize i forgot to give her a tail. just imagine any tail you want on her. pin the tail on the shinigami. her cutie mark has the same dark void effect as nightmare moon's, although i can't remember if luna also has it as well. regardless, it's a visual tie-in to nightmare moon, who has a similar "princess banished to an inanimate object" thing going on. the actual cutie mark itself is two bones, representing death in a cutesy cartoony fashion. i was gonna do a skull and crossbones but then i realized. no one knows what a human skull looks like. there's no people. and i am NOT about to draw a fucking horse skull. so, bones it is.

yakou is probably the one i'm proudest of! i feel like i really captured the essence of the background pony in him. i feel like i could see him hanging out with lyra heartstrings and dr. whooves and i wouldn't bat an eyelash. his hair is a little longer than in the original design but i think it looks cute so it's fine. his cutie mark is an umbrella because his calling as a detective leads him to protect others like an umbrella protects you from the rain, plus kanai ward has its whole Thing. and he can be kind of a gloomy person at times, very pessimistic. he's an earth pony because he's just a normal guy, no forte in canon and stuff like that.

makoto was probably the trickiest to actually design. the element of mystery is super important in the original character design, but he was able to still have some skin exposed since almost all of the character designs in that game have a skintone of "homestuck white". in mlp, where coat colors can be any color of the rainbow (and the colors outside of the rainbow), makoto would lose that element of mystery. so, while i generally try to avoid putting the ponies in clothes, makoto kind of needed them. he's got his full suit and a set of gloves and white shoes for his hooves. instead of being a sort of "paper plate" mask, he's got a rubber halloween mask that extends past his neck instead. don't ask how the mane comes out of the mask. we don't ask how canon makoto's mask stays on with no straps, so don't ask about this one. the mask goes over his horn, so it blocks out most powerful magic, but basic spells like levitation are still possible with a bit of effort. the pants of his suit hide his cutie mark, and when asked about what it is, he gives a different answer each time.

kurumi isn't a super complicated or in-depth design. just a cute lil earth pony with a cutie mark of a speech bubble, since she does a lot of information gathering via talking to others. in hindsight, i should've given her freckles in the same color as her body outline. imagine she has freckles please. thank you.

fubuki is the design where i actually got the courage to attempt a braid. no idea if it looks good, i didn't use a reference and my hair is too short to braid it myself. i wanted an earth pony in the core group of nda members, and i was sort of torn between her and desuhiko. however, i'm a personal believer in the "all ponies can use magic on some level" theory, and that theory posits that earth ponies have a tendency to be able to use the intrinsic magic of their planet in subtle ways. applejack can enhance her physical strength without really doing anything consciously, and most importantly, pinkie pie can bend the laws of reality for The Bit. i think time travel is kinda like bending the laws of reality for The Bit. plus, desuhiko's disguise ability is kinda like an illusion, which feels like more of a unicorn ability. her cutie mark is a clock. because. uh. you know.

desuhiko is a unicorn for reasons i mentioned in fubuki's notes. his backpack is worn like a saddle, but he can still use it to disguise himself like in rain code canon. his cutie mark is the bag with a star on it, hinting that there's a superstar (him) in the bag. not much to say about him other than that.

vivia is a pegasus. since his forte allows him to fly, it makes sense for him to be able to fly in his base form as well - he'd get used to the flight powers inherent to his ability a lot quicker if he could already do it. he's definitely more of a fluttershy than a rainbow dash in terms of how he uses his ability to fly. he prefers to walk, but if his legs get tired, he'll switch to flying for a little bit. but then both his legs and his wings get tired and he takes a little nap. that's what the pose is meant to be, altho it does look a bit like he's flying. his cutie mark is a disappearing flash shape, as his spirit form is invisible and he tends to disappear into the background in general. someone in the rain coat server told me he looks like stoney pony and i haven't been able to get that out of my mind.

halara was the last pony i drew, because i love them and wanted to get as much pony-drawing experience as i could before turning them into an equine. can't have my pookie bear looking like shit! they are also a pegasus, but not for forte reasons like vivia. rather, they just do impressive feats of athleticism on the reg, and i feel like they would be a great flyer as a result. imagine the scene where yuma calls for help while being detained by seth and the peacekeepers. a blue and purple bursts onto the scene from the fucking clouds and halara is divebombing the peacekeepers. that'd be sick as fuck. their cutie mark is an eye, because postcognition is all about sight.

erm ok thats everyone!!! i'm bad at pony names so if anyone has any ideas leave them in the comments or the tags ☺️

[graveluvr]

🌱,🌺,🛀,🎀, &🎠 YAAY

HIIII ADAM #you are everythingburger

🌱-Who was your first F/O?

Here, i drew a pic of this in like 5 seconds but it was when I was a little kid for poptropica so I could ship myself with Binary Bard #in the game forever... It also helps that you rly can just customize ur guy to whatever u want

For the rest of these I'm gonna spin a wheel with my F/OS so I don't have to actually pick LOLL

🌺-How do you and your F/O cuddle?

I got Cahara for this oneee. My self inserts are basically just me and personally I'm not too into cuddling, I don't hate it but I really just think it gets old quick.

(Ignore the switch from 1st to 3rd person) I think Cahara is the exact opposite... It's a battle but I think when he finally does manage to wrangle him down to cuddle its either spooning (Cahara being the big spoon) or Cahara is just haphazardly lying on top of her, limbs everywhere... Is it really cuddling or is it suffocation, who even knows...

🛀- What’s your favorite mundane thing to do with your F/O?

I got Illuso for thiis oneee. It's not really a surprise that being in Passione means you don't really indulge in a lot of mundane things so really either of them will take what they get, as long as it's not cleaning... Who wants to do dishes and laundry after working all day? Favorites are a bit different, Illuso likes shopping. Clothes shopping, regular shopping.. Like always he takes this time to be a prick, grabbing shit from shelves he wants and putting it under whatever is in the cart so he can sneak it by, maybe it wont get noticed and his boyfriend will slip up and buy it (please please) I'm just gonna refer to my self insert as s/i because... her name is my name, I'd feel awkward just saying my name constantly but being the lazy bastard he is s/i just would like to sit around and watch tv... nothing else

🎀-What’s your favorite thing about your F/O’s appearance?

I got Risotto for this one. EYES AND HAIR FOR SUREEE... Stereotypical emo/goth guy, I don't care... I'm eating it up seriouslllyy.... I love bangs, I'm crazy AAANDD his eyes are so fucking cool, idk... unnaturally colored eyes are always so cool. His hat is cutesy too

🎠-What’s your favorite thing about your F/O’s personality?

No spin, last one is Daan so it kind of worked out perfect... AWESOME. I think Daan is genuinely soo funny... The same way where you'll see the most annoying couple together and the boyfriend says just the dumbest shit and his gf is like "omggg stoppp ur soo annoying" and like pushes him... sorry #loser

[alitgblog]

speculating what the s8 islanders will look like as an excuse to draw lol idk why im not going in order here's the sports physiologist

ok so obviously my art style is a bit simpler than the game's and I didn't take a ton of time to render it but I think the elements are there and here's my reasoning (warning this is long lol)

the disclaimer is I read the application once and then started drawing so I think in my head I got it confused and thought this was gonna be the Bobby/Rafael cutesy fun guy of the season and rereading it now I realize I am wrong, but I still stand by certain choices.

Sports physio/cycling thing was a big thing for this. I think he shouldn't have very defined abs but the game will draw him like that. Cyclers tend to have skinnier torsos but bigger thighs/legs and I didn't draw the legs bc I'm lazy but know that in my head, he's got thick thighs. I didn't draw him with like a huge chest or arms also because of that, but because it's still LITG, he does have some definition on his arms, just not a lot. I really think I could see this guy working in sports physio.

And because he takes care of people for a living and is the "big romantic," I think he needs to look very charming, to a point where he's almost disarming. (This is where I got it in my head that he's the Bobby/Raf of the group bc lover boy vibes. Personality wise he feels like Rohan imo who is similar). Therefore I drew a lot of his features as very soft (softer jawline, fleshier nose) but also just big round eyes to draw you in. I looked at Tyrique from love island season 10 for a bit of inspo because I think he's got such a pretty face but still is pretty masculine, and he has big round eyes so that's why I did that.

I also decided on curly hair, in part because of my confusion with Bobby/Rafael, but also I think it adds to the charm because it's clearly styled but tries to look effortless. I used a younger picture of Dev Patel for it. That's also why he has a little bit of facial hair to help age him up but also works with the aesthetic I was going for. The piercings are fully a self indulgent add-in, I just it's attractive.

Ok so this is where it gets confusing because I did intially draw some sharper features on him and had a different color palette for his skin and hair. I was imagining him as "spicy white" just because Bobby and Raf are mixed so they would change it up just slightly for this guy. I think nothing that's too contrasting to make him look brooding like Joyo. So initially this was definitively a tanned white guy with curly reddish brown hair, some facial hair, and a defined nose, and then I was like this is really close to Rocco. So I changed some features and some colors and here we are now at ethnically ambiguous? I'm not gonna think too hard about the ethnicity of this character because this is fake and it's fusebox's problem when they release the real character.

Looking back, if I redrew the character, I'd go for full or half South Asian just because I did use dev patel as a hair reference. But also maybe just hopeful because aside from Angie, the other South Asian rep in recent memory I can think of is Marshall (messy), Ozzy (messier), and Suresh (messiest), so I just think we should get a cute one. (also Priya, Rohan, and Arjun who aren't nearly as bad but only one of those is a LI and they're sort of dead right now so)

anyway overall the process of drawing him was kind of a mess because I had confused some things in my head and like I said, was accidentally drawing Rocco (underrated design btw) but this was the first one I did and I don't think I'm right, this is just a fun little activity for me and he's the first one I drew so I wasn't very sure about a lot of things.

so if you read this far congrats for getting though my ramblings. The next ones I'm doing aren't nearly as complicated 😂😂

[redwoodkid]

introducing the ever charming Bishop!

(A photo album/sketchbook tour of my favorite oc in the whole wide world)

tw for nudity, intrusive thoughts, suggestive content, sui thoughts, etc etc

I drew this with my friend and I've just been having a blast making this dude, I'm gonna post so much of him on here.

I'll go ahead and yap excessively about him now, but essentially, he started out as a random doodle i made- but I really liked how he looked, so i just haven't stopped drawing him since. I don't really like drawing with colors or shading- (especially under a deadline) so I frequently sketch him out. This is actually one of the few times I drew him digitally.

This was the first time I drew him, (top right corner with the quitar) for some reason I couldn't quite draw him the same after that, I tried again with a different drawing but he looked really bad in it, in my opinion.

Look at how thin and stupid his hair looks in the top left corner. (This was my second time actually drawing him too.) Alot of the other doodles on this page was just me experimenting with this style lol.

Here is where i essentially went insane with Bishop, you can see rampant horniness all on this page, I started listening to MSI (mindless self indulgence) pretty heavily as I drew these things. I was just totally infatuated with Bishop and Bishop only, I was ok with not needing to worry about shading or coloring, or even diversifying what to draw. I just liked drawing this raggedy dude and it was fun.

AAAA, suicide! I struggled pretty intensely over this time with suicidal thoughts, and I still kind of do. I had a brief history of sh, and I never did it again, but for some reason- expressing it through Bishop made me feel cooler and better. I frequently liked hopping onto sketchy chatroom sights just to flash people with this drawing of him with a gun against head if they asked what I liked to draw. It was just fun and interesting to see how people reacted to it. To this weird reflection of me. (Btw, I drew this picture of Bishop shooting himself during a health class at school, funny huh?)

Anyway- woah! James/Finn is making a come back! You can actually see James in my first drawing of Bishop if you were to scroll back up. He actually took up alot of the "canvas" too. I will kind of flip between names with James because "James" is very similar to my ex's name- so I like to drive some distance between the two with James' other name "Finn." Now, this is diving more into the story I kind of have for Bishop. James and Bishop have a situationship and a one sided romance- Bishop just likes James alot and he wants him, James treats Bishop like a play things, but can't bare with abandoning/leaving him. Also, obligatory self cest because I thought it was funny and a creative idea rather than another forward facing ahegao shot of Bishop on the page. I also wanted to attempt storytelling on his rad scar, but i don't know if James or his parents did it or something, lol.

A more recent drawing i made after a Christmas party where i obtained this kick ass set of markers and pens, above is featuring a very manic looking Bishop, a very feminine James, and a cutesy old oc i used to draw last year! And the blatantly obvious nudity, more for as a reference for what I want their bodies to look like than for NSFW purposes. I don't really like it because it felt devoid of fluidity and personality, but I liked my RGB drawing on the right.

More experimentation, i drew the shocked face after listening to some pretty messed up songs that insighted a lot of shock in me. In these drawings, he looks more scared and nervous than anything. I kind of don't like the finality of pens over pencils, because lead can just be erased if you don't like it, ink can't. I really don't like the bottom right drawing, but I love the top right and the far left purple one.

I tried making an erotic story, illustrated too- but I got tired really fast and now I've been procrastinating on it. I literally went to bed after he got off of work and put on a nice sweater, and I got too indecisive in whether or not he wanted to call up a friend to be the designated driver or if he was explicitly looking for a one night stand to house him that night. (It would basically be a sex dungeon fic between him and James, but I just got too sleepy to continue lmfao) the very unfinished gore on the right was an expression of my terrible terrible intrusive thoughts. (They're not actually violent, they're more sexually taboo, but they make me hate myself and make me wish I could just rip myself up, but I got nauseous in the making of it so it never got more detailed than that.)

Obligatory Bishop doodle amongst Sprunki fanart

Hes so cute. :)

Ive been...trying to find a place to post about him freely for the longest time, it's weird to go onto discord servers, because people get weirded out by the sexual content, I can't go to reddit because my account is too new, I have no karma, people will most likely hate my baby boy, and people can go through your post history and I don't like that. I feel like Tumblr would appreciate my baby boy the most.

this is actually my most recent drawing of Bishop and Jake, and I basically died laughing when I realized how bad James looks when he's facing forward, it makes me want to rename him Jeremy or some shit.

My friend and I tried drawing eachother's ocs and she thought Bishop had side burns and I lpwkey fw it. (Shoutout to Bishop killing himself/being killed in the corner) sorry for the quality.

Also, shoutout to the guy on discord who I talked about Bishop with alot, and when I showed him this blue drawing, he asked me to redraw it in red and asked if he could use it for the cover of his new song, and then never spoke to me again after that. <3

Thank you so much for reading this stupid thing, feel free to ask anything about Bishop and James, and with that, comes the end of this post.

Feel free to ask whatever you want about my ocs, and don't be shy!