#i was trying to make these days doodles instead of actual well-thought-out drawings but you can see where that took me

[aerowolf]

the mercs realize it's your bday and you didn't tell anyone because your family doesn't do birthdays

I’m so sorry this is a mess between British and American english. I have an American parent and a Canadian one so it messed me up lolll

if didn't include a Merc you wanted, feel free to request and I'll try and add them :]

includes: Miss Pauling & offense classes

cute platonic, gn!reader

warnings: n/a, this is basically all fluff

You'd rather not make a big deal of it being your birthday, even though it is you were taught that birthdays aren't a big deal and your family never really did them.

You kind of wish someone would care but you feel guilty about that so you choose not to tell anyone about it

The only one of these who actually knows it's your birthday is Miss Pauling, who’s seen your personnel files

Miss Pauling

She knows it's your birthday, and instead of ignoring it she decides to at least discreetly make it a good day for you

She arrives on base for a routine inspection, clipboard in hand, but once she's done with the main thing, instead of leaving, she comes to your room

"I saw that it's your birthday today. I don't know if you celebrate, or anything, but, uh, I thought you'd like a gift. Maybe."

She hands you a box, inside are some candy bars and a plush of a bear

"I know it's not exactly the nicest thing, and I know it's kinda... stereotypical... but, y'know, I thought you'd like something. So, happy birthday. From me.” She’s really shy about it, you get the feeling she didn’t--probably still doesn’t--really get to celebrate birthdays either. 

She offers you a ride on her motorbike, something nice, on the open road--away from this base for a little while. You accept, taking a seat behind her, enjoying the open air--though it is pretty hot out. You guys talk, just enjoying the time.

She smiles at you as you get back. “Happy birthday. You deserve it.”

You thank her and even give her a hug. It’s nice that you got this for once. 

Scout

He has no idea whatsoever that it’s your birthday. He’s interacting with you like usual, teasing you, just hanging out. You’re happy as you talk that day; he’s always good at making you laugh and smile.

At some point he notices that you’re a little down, as much as you may try to hide it, he can tell. You’re his friend, and even though he might act like he doesn’t care sometimes, you know he does. A lot.

You tell yourself you don’t want anything on your birthday, that it’s easier if no one knows, but secretly, you do.

“Hey, what’s up? C’mon, ya know I can tell when something’s wrong.” 

You tell him it’s nothing. 

“You sure? Really? You’re kinda… I dunno, sadder than usual.” After he asks a few times, you finally come out and tell him. You don’t say much. Just “It’s my birthday.”

“No kiddin’? Well, why didn’t ya tell me?” He comes off pretty strong. You feel kind of apologetic for mentioning it, and look away from him. “Aw, hey. Y’know what--it don’t matter. I’m gonna throw you a party like you ain’t never seen, believe me.”

You try to tell him you don’t want a party--well, you do. Maybe. No you don’t. Well, sure. But not a big one. He’s really sweet and enthusiastic about it. “Someone like you deserves a big birthday--but if you don’t want it, dat’s okay. Ya know, we could just hang out, or somethin���. You n’ me, yeah?” 

You tell him you’d like that a lot. You both find a quiet spot in the base where you can just talk. He messes around, too, and pops in a Tom Jones record. 

He’s a little shy, a little embarrassed, but he even sings happy birthday to you. He just seems glad no one can hear him. He doesn’t have a gift handy for you, but he ends up scribbling you a quick doodle of him telling you happy birthday. It’s misspelt, but the drawing is cute, and you keep it. “I hope ya had a good day. I’m just sorry I didn’t know sooner.” You tell him that it wasn’t his fault, how could he have known? 

After all is done, he gives you an awkward hug. You smile and return it.

Soldier

He’s a little crazy so he’s just hanging around base, today he had the idea to strip and cover himself in honey, so everyone has had to convince him to please not do that, and now he’s just moping around, muttering about how anti patriotic this all is.

You sit next to him and mope as well. Unlike him, no one knows the reason you’re moping. To anyone else’s point of view, you’re just comforting him--for whatever weird reason. But he sees that you’re just as sad as him.

“What’s wrong, maggot? Is there someone who needs to see my fists meet their face?”

You tell him no, no one did anything. You’re a little intimidated by him, and you don’t see much reason to tell him anyways. But it’s nice sitting with a friend. 

“If it’s not a person, then… it must be an object! Give it to me and I will destroy it immediately.” He’s being as sweet as he can, you smile and shake your head.

You sit there for a bit, smiling as you watch the other mercs come and go. Today isn’t a bad day, just a little sad. Later, you plan to find some kind of sweet treat to eat alone.

Soldier stands up, at attention, and points at you. “MAGGOT, AS YOUR SUPERIOR AND SENIOR, I ORDER YOU TO TELL ME WHAT IS WRONG!”

With a sad smile and a chuckle you finally tell him.

“Your birthday?” Soldier seems genuinely surprised. He places a hand on his chin and thinks. “We cannot go without celebrating! This is momentous!”

Although you try to protest, he turns to the base, stating to every other merc, “LISTEN UP! IT IS Y/N’S BIRTHDAY AND WE WILL CELEBRATE!” 

He makes it his personal mission to decorate for a party that very evening, even gets a cake and everything. He makes every other merc sing happy birthday with him. Maybe this isn’t so bad.

You give him a big hug, and he is surprised at first, but proceeds to give a gentle laugh and hug back.

Pyro

You see Pyro colouring with crayons and coloured pencils on their break, and you sit by them. You don’t really understand what they’re saying a lot of the time, but you enjoy hanging out with them. It’s a long period of silence before you join them in colouring. Regardless of your artistic skills, they’re impressed and encourage you, and are very happy when you show them what you’ve been working on. 

After a little while you get kind of bored and sad. You’ve tried to enjoy this day but it’s another bittersweet birthday. You’re happy to hang out with Pyro though, even though they don’t know what day it is.

Pyro notices that you’ve stopped colouring with them, and that you’re looking at the ground instead, messing with the cracks in the floor.

“Huddah hrmmf mmmrph?” You don’t understand what they’re saying exactly, but you smile at them. They seem to be asking what’s wrong, why you stopped, why you seem so sad.

You hesitate for a moment before finally confessing. They seem to mostly understand what you mean, and they lean back, thinking. 

After a few seconds, they stand up and help pull you off the floor. They point to their room, and you follow them. It’s an odd combination of scorch marks, colourful drawings, weapons, and art supplies. They lead you to a wardrobe and pull out a box. 

Surprisingly, you can see that it's fully wrapped. Did they somehow know it was your birthday? Do they keep these gifts on hand for the mercs?

You won’t get an answer, but they excitedly push it out and offer it to you. “Huddah hmmph!” They sound almost like they are smiling behind the mask. You take the box and open it. It’s got crayons, pencils, and… wow, that’s a drawing of you and them.

You smile, almost ready to tear up, and thank them. You give them a hug, and you notice that they’re hugging you back even harder. Maybe they don’t really understand, but this is sweet.

[hxney-lemcn]

Late Night Chaos — Daisuke x gn! reader

summery: you share your first kiss with Daisuke.

tw: idk, insecure reader?

a/n: this turned out kinda meh, starting to burn out, I'll start with the actual plot in the next one.

wc: 1.4k

Master List

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine

You hadn’t meant to peek. You honestly thought it was a book you forgot you brought. Well, that was until you noticed the leather book had no title, which you then assumed was a sketch book your parents gave you in a misguided attempt as a gift that somehow ended up in your book pile. But when you opened it you realized you were sorely mistaken, sketches of pokemon, digimon, and the crew littered the pages. This was Daisuke’s sketch book. Not only was it because no one else on board would draw pokemon (as far as you knew), but the farther into the book you went, the more the pages were just filled with images of you. Whether it be just little stick figures of you and Daisuke holding hands, or full on detailed sketches of your face, all the way to your name doodled on the corners with his last name (or vice versa). 

Oh gosh, you felt like a monster. You weren’t supposed to be seeing these. Daisuke must've left it in your room by accident and here you were paging through it without his permission. You were a terrible partner. Snapping the book close, you squeezed your eyes shut. Why the hell did you keep looking? Damn you and your curiosity, you broke a boundary that you only hoped could be mended. 

With determination to make this right, you marched out of your room, the small book clutched to your chest. Thankfully it wasn’t too late, you had just been getting ready for sleep when you stumbled upon it after all. Honestly, it was surprising Daisuke wasn’t with you already, the two of you shared a room more often than not these days. It wasn’t a far walk to his rooms, everyone's sleeping quarters were close to each other. Knocking on his door, you didn’t have to wait long, the open door revealing Daisuke with his gameboy in hand.  “Hey,” You greeted.

“Hey,” He replied back, glancing up at you before quickly looking back at his game. “Jus’ give me a sec. I’m almost done with this level.”

“Okay,” You murmured, shuffling over to sit on his bed. That made Daisuke paused for a second, glancing at you once again and noticed your nervous expression. Biting his lip, he let out a groan when the game let out the familiar sound of losing, you had unintentionally distracted him and he failed again. Letting out a frustrated sigh, he tossed the handheld console to the side, plopping down next to you. He needed a break anyways, he had been trying to beat that level for thirty minutes straight.

“What’s up?” Diauke asked, tilting his head to get a better look at you.

“I’m sorry,” You apologized, holding his sketchbook out to him. “I didn’t realize it was yours and I looked through it. I should’ve stopped when I realized it wasn’t mine but I kept looking. I am so sorry.”

Taking the book from your hands, Daisuke put it to the side and instead gently grabbed your hands, a small smile tugged at his lips, “Hey, it’s alright. I don’t mind, not that big of a deal.”

You paused, staring at him, eyes wide and slightly confused, “You’re not angry? Aren’t those personal? I went through your stuff.” It was like you were trying to justify your guilt, not able to accept the fact that you had probably over thought the whole ordeal. Not able to accept the fact that you could be forgiven so easily. Why wasn’t he angry? Or annoyed? Sure, he always seemed laidback and carefree, but he was still human. You had seen him insecure, and bummed out, it wasn’t out of the wheelhouse to see him at least peeved as well. 

“It was an accident,” He shrugged, rubbing his thumb across the back of your hand. “And it’s mostly just silly doodles, nothing to get upset about. I’d let you look at them if you asked…or even give you a few.”

“There seemed to be a few personal ones,” You murmured, hands tightening around his own, but your argument sounded weak even to you. 

Letting go of your hands, Daisuke opened his sketch book and flipped to an image of you with little hearts surrounding it, a mischievous grin on his face, “You mean the ones like this?”

You opened your mouth, face warming at how nonchalant he was about it. Glaring at him you huffed, “I can’t stand you.”

“Is it a crime to draw the one you love?” Daisuke asks dramatically, putting a hand over his heart. 

“Yes,” You responded in a deadpan tone. 

With a pout, he replied, “Well, you can’t blame me for wanting to draw something pretty.” 

Giving in to your impulses, you leaned forward and smooshed his cheeks in between your hands, “You can’t just say things like that and get away with it.”

Daisuke merely giggled, grin brightening under your palms. This was supposed to ease your cute aggression, not make it worse, but it seemed you still didn’t have a full understanding of your emotions. Perhaps you never will fully understand it, but what you did know was that you were going to make him pay for his crimes. 

Leaning forward, you place a short kiss on his forehead. Your heart jumped when you made eye contact, his brown eyes shining, watching you in awe. It pushed you to go further, moving your palms from squishing his cheeks to holding his jaw, assaulting his face with fluttering kisses. You made sure you didn’t miss an inch, stomach twisting in knots at how much affection you were sharing, but also feeling oddly content. When you finished, you pulled away enough to make eye contact once more. 

Daisuke felt his heart pound in his chest, his cheeks warm and eyes wide in awe. You had been pretty reserved in your relationship so far, not that he minded. You were clearly out of your depth, unsure how to accept and offer physical affection, but your kind actions and words showed how much you cared. Although he was also new to the whole dating thing, being affectionate with you had become second nature to him. Having you not only act first, but cross a boundary neither of you dared to cross took his breath away and made him feel all melty. 

Sure, you hadn’t kissed him on the lips, but neither of you had done more than hold the other. The feeling of your lips continued to warm his skin, and he couldn’t help but wish you just laid one on him, but he also respected your wishes. If you weren’t ready for that, he wouldn’t push. He wanted you to go at your own pace since you were clearly more uncertain in the relationship. 

“You missed,” Daisuke teased, watching you with a warm gaze.

Pouting Scowling, you smooshed his cheeks again, causing him to laugh. Your blood thrummed in your ears, your heart speeding up and you continued to feel more confident in your actions. You glanced down at his lips, should you…? Was that him giving you the okay? Were you even ready for that?

Apparently tonight was a night of acting instead of thinking for you. Relaxing your hold on his face, you placed the shortest peck on his lips in recorded human history. Daisuke barely felt it, but it still made his breath hitch. You had actually kissed him, lip to lip, the whole smoocharoo. You stared at each other, wide eyed and hearts beating in tandem. Such a simple moment for some was world changing for you both.

“Can…can we do that again?” Daisuke whispered, scared to break the atmosphere.

You nodded, a shaky okay spilling from your lips. It was Daisuke’s turn to act first, closing the gap between you and pressing your lips in a light kiss. You press your lips to his a bit firmer, but your inexperience shows as you're left unsure how to proceed. You felt a bit embarrassed, but it was hard to keep that thought as Daisuke smiled so much you ended up having to pull away. 

“We gotta work on that,” He muttered, his grin betraying his giddiness. 

“I think you just want more kisses,” You murmured back, feeling your heart skip a beat. 

“Can you blame me?” He laughed, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now.”

“Must be your lucky day then.”

“The luckiest.”

[ganondoodle]

been trying to do some pixel art bc after putting another 60+ hours into stardew valley the want to make a stardew like game but *my* way is strong again ... but i keep getting hung up on thinking about game mechanics (screenshot at the bottom .. sorry for makign this so long again ..)

at some point i thought the whole minecraft aspect is probably impossible to add into a 2d pixel game and im better off to cut that idea out of my head and instead make a dedicated area in which you can build stuff more costumizable and make the rest a more static thing id built so the worlds have more character and theres less problems with NPC pathing (since i dont want you to be able to escape Eadryas wrath if you overstay your welcome by building yourself into a circle or collision boxes .... though they would destroy anything in their path to you either way.. still)

but then i still want you to be able to change the ground in your little area (or maybe multiple ... idk im still conflicted bc i like the idea of finding a place and building your lil hut there ... unless i make it so you can build a hut anywhere but change the ground tiles only in certain areas ... ) and build little ponds and stuff ... so im back to the minecraft in 2d problem

i keep getting into these thinking spirals bc i dont want to draw all those sprites if im gonna scrap it all again anyway

the main point with this little ...... well, lets call it fantasy bc im not confident this 'project' will fare any better than any of my other projects (im a never finished a single project and keeps being haunted by it kind of guy and i hate it)

- is that i want a 2d game somewhat similar to stardew but set in my original story world and focused on the environment and nature, not on earning money, an intricate weather system and no time limit on your day, the twist being you are an ex-demon hunter and are on probation to prove you really abandoned the cause, given shelter and a place to stay in the demon world within the protective bubbles around gates into the human realm (bc humans cannot live in the normal environment of the demon world- this is an already long established thing but works extremely well to limit the space you are able to go in a game without making the world feel tiny plus allows me to give you several different environment designs bc those are gates and bubbles in different parts of the demon world) your task being to help clean up the poisoned land the celestials had caused and repopulating these parts with plants etc. ... there is a tracker that lets you know how well or bad it is doing and if you only destroy instead of restore (like chopping down all trees without planting new ones) you will be given warnings until Eadrya shows up and kills you since you are clearly still working to destroy their lands after all

i still really like this idea but im really doubtful it will go anywhere since i am so slow, need to learn at least two complicated new things (coding, music making) and already have so many things i want to do but never really .. do, the task is just too daunting and it keeps me from just having fun drawing pixel art bc i cant stop (over)thinking about mechanics

(see this is what i mean my brain just cant stop, it just keeps going and it keeps making me spiral into these thinking loops that prevent me from actually doing anything )

this is the same file i have been randomly doodling sprites on since april (by far not the only one, but the current one of multiple sprite tests i keep updating or changing)

(i appreciate feedback or thoughts on this alot, its a little fantasy that i keep comign back to, all my attempts to throw it out of my head in hopes of clearing up some space have failed no matter how little hope i have of making it a reality ..)

[writingdevil]

Hey, it's @hello-universe lovers. If writing requests are open, can you do anything related to stubtunist or cheatedbroken? They don't gonna be canon to any fic, just something fun and potentially wholesome

(Of course! You actually got me into Cheabroken and now I think they'd be really sweet together, and I already loved the dynamic of Stubtunist, so you're getting both! A two for one deal just for you! Enjoy @hello-universe-lovers !)

Cheated groaned, watching as the petals fell apart in his hands, along with the rest of his failed attempts.

Broken smiled in sympathy next to him, the shade of the tree they were under hiding the small shine of his eyes that most didn't notice.

Cheated sighed, then carefully scooped the petals back into the pile, starting what felt like his fifth attempt at a flower crown.

"Don't worry," Broken said, looking down at his own work, at the intricate and beautiful flower crown he had been working on, "it took me days to get it right as well. Smitten had a lot of patience for me."

Cheated smiled softly at the smaller bird, remembering how he would look out and see Broken and Smitten in the middle of a flower field, and they would be out there for hours, and would come back with petals and pollen stuck to their feathers.

Cheated hadn't known what they were doing at the time, but it was always nice to see Broken try new things and to put himself out there, instead of making himself as small and as invisible as possible.

It was actually Broken that had asked him to come out and make flower crowns with him, and Cheated had been so overjoyed at the invitation, that he didn't realise how hard this would be for him.

They've been sitting out on the field for maybe twenty minutes, but Cheated still couldn't get the hang of this. Either he couldn't tie the petals the right way, or his stupid fingers would cramp up and the whole thing would fall apart in his lap.

Cheated started to carefully pick out his new selection of petals for his crown, going for soft pinks and whites this time.

"Yeah," Cheated said, "but you're just better at making stuff in general." Broken looked up at him in surprise, and Cheated just shrugged. "What? It's true. I always see you drawing little doodles whenever a lot of people are talking, and they always look really good."

"Oh," Broken quietly said, a blush staining his face. He shifted slightly so that his small wing could hide his face, but Cheated just thought it was cute. "I didn't think anyone would care about what I made."

Cheated softly shoved his wing against Broken's, a quiet warning in his voice as he said, "Hey, you know I love spending time with you. Stop bringing yourself down." He then pointed at the crown in his hands. "How can anybody not be impressed with that?"

Broken studied his work for a few seconds, then shrugged and said, "It's easier to make things when I'm doing it for someone else. That's when I finally started to get it with Smitten."

"Really?"

"Yeah," a rare, soft smile graced Broken's face,and Cheated found himself freezing in place, gazing at how brighter Broken looked when he smiled. It wasn't fair to be that pretty.

"Smitten and I would take turns making flower crowns and putting it on each other's heads, until the flowers were practically covering our eyes," Broken said, before a soft giggle escaped his lips, sending Cheated's heart soaring at the sight.

But then Cheated saw his smile begin to dim, and that gloomy aura return to him, and he opened his mouth to ask what was wrong-

"Hello boys!"

-before they were rudely interrupted.

Broken flinched in shock, and Cheated glared up at a grinning Opportunist, who was standing over them both with his hands on his hips.

He sounded out of breath as he said, "What are we doing today?" he glanced down at the colourful petals in their hands and went, "Ooh, flower crowns? How cute." Opportunist then glanced over his shoulder nervously, then said, "Say, if you two see Stubborn and he's asking for me-don't tell him where I am."

Cheated grinned deviously. "Sure thing."

"Here," Broken quietly said, reaching out to hand Opportunist a single poppy flower, an unreadable expression on his face.

There was a moment where Opportunist's big smile fell, and all Cheated could see was genuine surprise at the gift, and he silently took the poppy, staring down at it in awe, before seeming to come back to his senses, plastering that shiny smile back on his face.

His voice felt confident, but with a twinge of something raw as he said, "Thank you so much for this gorgeous flower. I'll make sure to take very good care of it. Be seeing you two!" Then, Opportunist quickly twisted around to leave, and Cheated was already turning to look back at Broken before Opportunist even began walking away.

Broken was staring off at the retreating bird in concern, before lowering his gaze back to the flowers in his lap, and Cheated scooted closer and asked, "What's wrong?"

Broken refused to look up, but Cheated saw the way he started to glare down at his flower crown as he quietly said, "I really like flowers. I really like making flower crowns to give to others."

"Okay?"

"It's just-" Broken sighed in frustration, then finally looked up at him, and it became an effort for Cheated to focus on the conversation with those eyes, "-It's just that I always feel weird when I give people gifts."

"Really?" Cheated said, puzzlement all over his face. "But you said it was easier to make stuff if it was for someone else." Broken nodded, grazing a finger through the petals in the grass. "I did, and it is-but sometimes I can't help but feel like by giving people gifts, I'm giving them a part of me for them to use however they want-like how she used to do."

Cheated froze at the mention of her, the princess that was responsible for beating the other bird so low into his own self-loathing. Broken never liked to talk about her these days, lest it send him down a dark spiral that had everyone worried for his safety. But he had been getting better, and Cheated was so proud of him, for fighting for a joy that he deserved more than any of the others.

So to hear him talk about the Tower had him seeing fucking red.

The only thing that remotely calmed him down was Broken's gentle voice, as he said, "I guess it's hard to feel like I deserve to give people anything."

"But anyone can give gifts to people," Cheated protested, "friends, families," he paused before bashfully adding, "or lovers."

He ignored the heat on his face as he continued, "Giving gifts means you care about people, and you want to show them how much you mean to them. Like this-" and without any time to doubt or hesitate, Cheated lifted up his flower crown of pink and white petals that he had been making during the conversation, the crown loose in some spots, or with a petal sticking out at an odd angle.

It was still a crown that he had managed to actually fucking make, so he was damn proud of it, and he gently placed it atop of Broken's head, who had gone deathly still.

He smiled fondly at how much the colors suited Broken, and proudly declared, "I dub thee-King of the Flowers, so the King must wear this crown to show his title."

He was so busy admiring his flower crown,and getting lost at what other colours would look nice on Broken, that he was taken aback when Broken suddenly shot forward, leaning in close enough so that their feathers were tickling each other-and also so that he could press a soft and fleeting kiss to Cheated's cheek.

He was stunned into silence, so much so that he didn't realise that Broken was placing a flower crown on Cheated's head as well-all he saw was a blur of bright orange and yellow, and then there was a light weight resting on his head.

Broken's face was as red as Cheated's felt, and his feathers puffed up as he stared intensely at the grass he was clutching, then stuttered out, "N-Now we're both Kings of the F-Flowers, and now we're equals-that's-that's fair, right?"

His face was aflame at this point-at Broken's adorable face, at how he was trying to relate to Cheated's way of thinking, at the kiss, the kiss, the kiss-and then their eyes met, and Cheated didn't realise he was leaning forward, until he could feel Broken's breath against his cheek, and then Broken's eyes fluttered shut and-

"Hey lovebirds!"

They both yelped and launched away from one another, faces burning and feathers flying as Stubborn looked down at them with a pissed off expression. Cheated gritted through his teeth as he asked, "Yes, Stubborn?"

"Either one of you seen that trickster Oppy by any chance?" Cheated was going to rat him out anyways, but now he held absolutely no mercy as he pointed and went, "He went that way."

Stubborn flashed them a toothy grin ."Thanks .Cool crowns, by the way," and then he marched off.

The two of them just sat in shock for a few seconds, before making eye contact, and then bursting out laughing.

Cheated's eyes lingered on Broken's smile as he laughed, the flower crown seeming ethereal in the sunlight, and he would do anything to stay in this moment forever with Broken.

-

Almost there.

He was almost there.

Just a little further-

"Oppy!" Shit.

Opportunist swore under his breath, clenching his fists, then threw a glance over his shoulder, to where Stubborn was racing to meet him up the hill. He looked back ahead of him, up at the house where he had been trying to get to all day, then back at Stubborn.

Yeah, he could make it.

He felt a ball of nerves in the pit of his stomach as he struggled to rush forward, the pain in his right foot sending his whole leg aflame practically.

He had been hanging out with Stubborn this morning, when the big brute accidentally pushed him hard enough to send him sprawling to the ground. He twisted his foot wrong as he fell, but the only thing he made sure to show the other bird was a big-albeit strained-smile.

All he had been trying to do all day was get home, so that he could get to the comfort and safety of his bedroom. There, he could relax and let himself actually feel the pain and deal with it. He couldn't let others know he was in pain while out in the open. He had to be seen as strong and resourceful, not weak and frail!

So he had been attempting to limp his way back home. He couldn't fly with an injured foot, he'd be off balance and shaky as hell. He's pretty sure he would've had this whole thing taken care of by now -if Stubborn wasn't being a huge pain in his ass.

The moment he fell, Stubborn somehow knew that he was hurt, no matter how much Opportunist tried to reassure him and give him a sweet smile. No, true to his namesake, Stubborn wasn't having it. He was convinced that Opportunist was hurt and he desperately wanted to make it up to him by helping.

He was injured because of Stubborn, but he couldn't let that idiot know that! Because he'd be damned if he was going to show weakness in front of the insane fighter of the flock, the most determined and courageous one of them all. Oppportunist needed to show Stubborn that he was tough and capable of keeping up with all the insanity that gets thrown their way.

It definitely wasn't because he didn't like seeing Stubborn worry about him, or that the thought of Stubborn caring and fretting over him made his heart beat faster.

No way.

So he had spent the entire day avoiding him, limping around when he was sure nobody was looking. The only reason that Opportunist had talked to Cheated and Broken was because he needed to take a breather. But a small smile graced Opportunist's lips as he reached up to touch the little poppy flower that he had tucked behind his ear wings.

He doesn't get given gifts often.

It felt nice.

"Oppy! Get the fuck over here!"

That wasn't nice, though.

He had almost made it to the house-why did they decide to live at the top of a hill?-and he was gritting his teeth as his foot sent wave after wave of pain through his body, especially since he's been trying to make it look like he wasn't limping at all.

But eventually, his energy ran out, and a huge shadow engulfed him.

He spun around on his good foot, giving Stubborn the most confident and joyous smile he could muster to drown out the excruciating pain he was in.

"Hey big guy-"

"Don't!" Stubborn snapped, glaring down at Opportunist with a red face. "Don't act all cute and friendly now after I know you've been avoiding me all day!"

Opportunist smirked. "You think I'm cute?"

Stubborn's face only darkened in shade, but he didn't take the bait, taking a step forward, and he was close enough that normally Opportunist would've taken a step back, but of course-he can't do that right now. So he just let Stubborn tower above him with a scowl, forcing Opportunist to crane his neck back to look him in the eye.

They held each other's gaze in tense silence for a few seconds, until Stubborn's annoyed expression softly broke into a guilty one. He sighed, then asked, "Why won't you just admit it?"

Opportunist ignored how much he hated to hear Stubborn in pain in any way, keeping his trembling smile glued to his face. "Admit what, big guy?"

"That I hurt you!"

"What? Are you kidding?" Opportunist forced a chuckle out and looked away, as if he couldn't care less about this. "I'm a tough bird. I hate to bruise your fragile ego, but it'll take more than a puny shove to knock me down. I'm fine, Stubborn."

Opportunist gave him a reassuring smile while patting his chest in comfort, resisting the urge to leave it there for a few seconds longer. The guilt disappeared from Stubborn's face ,and he thought that finally he had gotten the other off his back.

But then Stubborn raised a brow and bluntly asked, "So you were just ignoring me for no reason then?"

Horror gripped Opportunist, and his face was stuck between a mix of shock and confidence, but he was sure he just looked like a hot a mess at this point.

"What?" he blurted out, then quickly added, "What?No, no, no! That wasn't the reason at all!" Opportunist tried to grab Stubborn's hand, but the larger bird easily leaned away, taking a half step back, but it felt like he was halfway across the forest to Opportunist.

Stubborn's voice was flat and devoid of his usual passion as he said, "Oh yeah? Then tell me the real reason." Opportunist opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out.

He didn't want to seem weak. He didn't want to seem useless.

His silence was good enough of an answer for Stubborn, who shrugged and said, "Okay then, if that's how you feel, then I won't bother you anymore." He took another step back.

Opportunist tried to reach out and grab him, but he had stepped out of his range. "Stubborn, wait!" He didn't want him to leave.

"It's fine, Oppy. I'll get out of your feathers." Another step back. He didn't want this to be Stubborn's final impression of him.

"Stubborn-wait-just stop-" But Stubborn kept moving away, and Opportunist's heart was panicking over losing this little warmth so quickly, so for once, he didn't think about his next move-and blindly took a a step forward.

"Aah!"

One moment, pain was erupting up his leg ,like it had been stuck in the middle of a blazing fire. The next-Opportunist was suddenly floating, but with more warmth and safety than flying could ever bring.

He blinked-and then he realised that he was in Stubborn's arms.

He blinked again-and he saw Stubborn giving him a smug look.

That bastard had used his tricks against him.

Opportunist gripped the feathers around Stubborn's broad shoulders tight, for security and to annoy Stubborn, and he leaned in close to snap at him, but Stubborn beat him to it, glaring at him as he said, "So you're fine, huh?"

He started marching up the path to their house, nodding his head down at Opportunist's swollen foot and said, "I dunno about you, but that sure as fuck doesn't look fine to me!"

Opportunist sighed, desperately willing the heat in his cheeks to die down. "It's not as bad as it looks."

"Why the hell didn't you just tell me? You were being so, well-me!" Stubborn said, and Opportunist lifted a hand to keep the poppy from falling out. He avoided Stubborn's intense gaze as he replied, "It just wasn't something to bother you with."

"But I hurt you, Oppy!"

"You didn't mean to.I didn't want to make a big deal out of it."

"You made it a big deal by avoiding me!"

"I didn't want to seem helpless, okay?!" Opportunist finally snapped, yelling in Stubborn's face, who actually seemed surprised at this rare moment of honesty from Opportunist. "I didn't want to worry you, or make it seem like I couldn't handle myself!" Because there was no way that Stubborn would like someone that wasn't tough and ready to get back in the fight, no matter the wound. Stubborn needed someone that could match his energy, not drag him down.

He panted, then crossed his arms in frustration, glaring down at his lap, wishing for this day to be over already. But then he felt Stubborn jostle him lightly while in his arms.

"Hey," he softly said, "I don't think you're weak for getting hurt. That's fucking stupid. I think you're one of the most resilient one of us." Opportunist lifted his head in shock, only to find Stubborn giving him a soft yet playful look. "Don't get me wrong, you're annoying as all hell, but the last thing you ever do is back down, if today wasn't evidence enough of that. Just because you get hurt doesn't mean you don't deserve to be carried every now and then-and I'm strong enough to bear anything for the whole flock, so-just fucking lean on me, Oppy, is what I'm trying to say!"

Stubborn ended his rant in frustration,and Opportunist could feel the other's feathers fluffing up in embarrassment, not used to this kind of talk. But Opportunist couldn't help but want to hear more, for forever even.

Stubborn thought he was tough. He thought Opportunist was good enough the way he was.

He couldn't help but swoon.

He shoved his face into Stubborn's fluffy neck, to hide his face and to hide away from this new emotional territory. He pressed his face closer, then muttered against Stubborn's neck, "Thank you."

He could almost feel the cheeky grin Stubborn was giving him, and his heart began to pound faster as Stubborn pressed him closer to his chest and whispered, "Anytime, Oppy."

[rosemarybunnie]

AHHHH sorry ive been so busy! Just got to see my mom for the first time in half a year and christmas had me running around like a chicken without a head 😭😭 heres the Savanaclaw boys Genshin edition!

Leona just might be the laziest yet the most cunning member of the Children of Echoes! Hardly a time the other members of the tribe dont see him lounging about on the surface, soaking in the sun! Yet he somehow always stays on point with his work and skills.

I thought Geo suited him perfectly and was the closest reference to his unique magic as a vision! And Polearm because its similar to the main choice of weapon in the Sunset Savannah ! I dont imagine hes related to the chief or anything but perhaps his family is a long line of warriors who have held ancient names of especially famous fighters but Leona perhaps didnt get one? So hes ostracized from his family despite his hard work and dedication growing up. I like to think he actually gives Kachina tips on her training, part of him is jealous that she has an ancient name yet is so meek but he sees how people treat her regardless and grows a soft spot for her!

Also totally hangs out with Xilonen, its the law now, they have to be besties. I wrote somewhere (where ever those notes are please return to me 😭😭) that if Mualani thinks hes being too rough and mean eith Kachina that she'll dump water on him- good luck Leona!

RUGGIE

GUYS I CANT WAAAIIITTT TO DRAW HIS DESIGN. Somehow the one I'm most excited for (aside from Vil's 👀) he just looks so cute 😭🥰

Ruggie i made a member of the Scions of the Canopy! It feels pretty fitting in my opinion? Theyre all about thrills and action over there, Id imagine Ruggies slick nature and jack of all trades talent would be perfect for them!

Hes pretty easy going but that doesnt mean he wont try to swindle a traveller or two for some money or food while they travel to the city- ah but leave it to Kinich! He'll make sure to set him straight whether he likes it or not. Those two grew up together after all! Now i wasnt sure why, but Pyro sword felt perfect for him! Does he have an ancient name? I havent decided yet, if he does itd make for an interesting dynamic between him and Leona? 🤔 If he didnt then theyd both be two pouty babies about it XD

Regardless I love him so much-

Lastly, Jack! Who if you mightve noticed ISNT from Natlan! Instead I chose to reference his childhood home (didnt do that for everyone ofc- but its fine-) and I made him from Snezchnaya instead!

Oh and yes, he is a fatui member! He resides under Capitanos command though which is how he finds himself in Natlan for the mean time! The Captain's Blood Hound is what they call him amongst the troops. Fiercely loyal and strong to boot! No matter what Capitano chooses to do with his mission, if he sticks to the Tsaritsa or trades sides for his homeland, Jack will follow him without a moments hesitation. Definitely a soldier the others look up to! Some say theyve seen him spar almost on the same level as a certain Harbinger near the same age as him! Or that he is long time friends with the late La Signora's right hand, Vil (*wink wink* just a small sneak there for you guys to look forward to-)

Safe to say he quickly becomes a legend among the regular fatui soldiers. Same as Ruggie, I went with a vibe and his vibe said Cryo Claymore! Claymore for such an obvious reason- cryo itself tends to be in relation to family and loyalty (if you squint-) so it clicked in my brain, it could add to possible backstory you might hear whenever i get to his final copy!

Let me know what you guys think! Im sorry ive been gone so long 😭 ill try to post the next doodle set in the next few days to make up for it! And currently as final copies go, theyre gonna take much longer to do since theyre my complete artstyle and ive also decided i hate myself enough to attempt designing personal weapons as well! Currently ive completed Ace and Deuce is 70% finished, i just have to finish coloring him. It will only be flats color, rendering would take even longer- but this way if there are any other artists who wanna do fanart they could color drop the flat colors perfectly! (Or wing it, i dont mind either way-) As soon as the doodles are all posted ill start bringing in the final versions for you guys!

[eleventhhourfactor]

First day of 2025 has been good so far. So good, in fact, that I've decided to actually make a self-reflection/look to the future post, as much as I'm trying not to be vain.

Anyway...2024. There was a lot happening there.

If we're looking at Tumblr alone, it's pretty clear that this was the year that solidified Mario and Luigi as a hyperfixation for me. Helped along by the mutuals I made along the way, I turned out a lot of stories for AO3--moreso than I'd ever done for any other fandom prior to this. It's...mindblowing, honestly. Just the year before, I'd written and deleted my works after becoming convinced that it wouldn't amount to anything and ought as well not be out there. It was a pattern I longed to break, and I think I've finally cracked it, and I've never been happier to put myself out there and be cringe and free.

The rest of 2024 was a hell of a lot of change for me--mostly good. I moved across the country, started writing for another company, found another special interest in the form of Mario RPGs. I also realized that a load of my extended family have garbage takes, and that I alone can't fix that for them. My cat needed teeth taken out, my car got hit by a delivery truck in the parking lot, and I got holed up at my in-laws' house with the flu on Christmas Day. I'm still trying to make real-life friends, which seems to be an outstanding issue for little ol' me. Outside of college, I've never been great at making and keeping friends.

But I do have my network, without which I wouldn't have been able to publish a story, plan a big move, or even doodle on occasion. And you, dear mutuals and others, are a part of that, I've come to realize. It's stupid and corny, but there's something really neat about going to the internet and nerding out about things through headcanon posts, fabulous art, and wonderfully-written tales. What's even crazier is what fanwork can drive me to do in my original little things.

So, for 2025, along with some outstanding fics I need to wrap up and work on, I also want to put some work and effort into fleshing out a long-running project of mine: the world of Astrara, the worldhoppers moving throughout, and the threads of the universe tying it all together. There's characters I've been bouncing around in my skull for nearly a decade now, and it's about time I clear the sad lack of confidence from my space and actually draw them to the life they deserve. Might I make a comic? Who knows. For the next year, I just want to draw my little dudes until I run out of pencils, and then scan it in and color digitally. I want to make more art, and I want to write out the story of Lenora, Aylín, and their absolutely batshit journey to find their way home. Or at least, get the bullet points down and go from there.

It's crazy, but I thought turning out over a dozen fanfics was insane as well, and look where I'm at. Anything can happen. The spark has caught aflame. I want to keep creating. For the first time ever, I want to keep going with whatever the heck I've got going instead of letting it sit while I grind to live.

So, follow me as I get this going. See how far I go or fall short. Maybe ask me some more about what exactly I'm working on. I'd love to brainstorm and share and get others interested, too.

A bit of insurance in the form of doodles. Lenora on the left, Aylín on the right. One's being careful, the other wants to fight.

Kinda funny how much I project onto my own little stories.

Thank you all for sticking with me. Sorry this turned from reflection to a bit of narcissist goal-setting, but I've never felt so set on a creative goal before. This project means a lot to me and my growth over time, and without stepping out and meeting you all, I'd never be able to do this. So, thank you for being there, and I hope I've been able to do half as much for you.

Under the cut special! Sending love to all the people who keep me going on here. Like, y'all are so great. You are all great people.

So, mutuals and creators I admire (as well as my frens), this one's for you:

@giddlygoat @peaches2217 @snakeeyesdraws @bberetd @itsavee4117 @silenzahra @silksongmaiden @fyreburning @akiiame-blog @megamagimugi @supergay-64 @artizonka @rainbogen @loud-kid2 @@diamondempp @dooxliss @lu1g199 @laatgag @moriouchou-radio @thegravityshark @gustygardns @vulpixfairy1985 @vbnhuet

[mcromwell]

Genuine question, sorry if it's dumb -

How do you work when there's something on the line? I find I freeze, and it's just so much more difficult to properly organize myself to produce something I'm proud of. But you've been to conventions, and you sell your work, so I'm assuming you feel pressure at least *sometimes.* do you work with it? Around it?

Hey Tymbul, it's not a dumb question, it's actually a really good one. I can only answer it to the best of my own abilities, in regards to my own art and practice, so mileage may vary.

This feeling of something being is "on the line" was what burned me out hard in 2019/20. I'd been making and sharing art for decades and all the while my thoughts took the shape of, "it has to be GOOD, it has to SAY something, it needs to hit X and Y requirement to be worthy" etc. Wherever that habit of pressuring myself came from, it wasn't helpful. I would glare at the blank page and curse every sketch I made because it (and by extension, myself) wasn't ever good enough.

I knew something had to change, so I changed. I began trying to make art with no pressure. Instead of pushing myself I let my foot off the brake. I changed the way I talked to myself about art. "I'm going to make this as good as I can. And if I can't, there's always next painting." I began starting a piece with fast, easy, not-precious stuff--random paint smears, doodles, gesture sketches. The pressure was off when all I had to do was start with trash and play around. If it just wasn't working and I had to scrap it or start over, oh well, it was just trash. I still run into this pressure today, though. Growth ain't linear and all that. Old habits die hard. I have to snap myself out of it with a feral screeching JUST THROW PAINT ON IT RRRRRRRRGH and I can usually let up on the brakes enough to get it going. It's a journey.

I like to think of this in terms of dog training. If you punch your dog and yell at it, that dog is going to have fear and doubt and won't be a healthy dog capable of performing the tasks you ask of it. But if you use positive reinforcement, they develop confidence and become dependable and sturdy. If you sit down to make art and every time its a barrage of IT HAS TO BE GOOD! YOU HAVE TO BE PROUD OF IT! EVERY NEW PIECE HAS TO BE BETTER! IF IT ISN'T YOU'LL BE A FAILURE! WHY AREN'T YOU DRAWING YET then man, that dog is cowering in the corner, it is not going to sit or fetch or anything. What if instead you said, "Okay! Time to make something. Let's do warm-ups and thumbnails to prepare so I'm ready to jump in. I am open to surprising myself by making something I'm excited about, but I won't beat myself up if today isn't that day. I know by doing this I'm practicing and getting better, it is never a waste." You are much more likely to Do a Thing if that thing feels good to do. That's just being an animal, man. Positive feedback.

To be honest, though, I still haven't found a successful way to make commissions less like pulling teeth. My method of art-making is to fuck around and find out and that's not a conducive method for a comm, which usually has a ton more expectation and strict parameters and my nemesis: Should-Look-Like. I am good at some things, I am not good at comms. Progress is not linear. I am still learning. My efforts to let up on the brakes made it so the car was a lot harder to control... for better or worse.

Hope this helps. Mostly, my advice is to find out how making art can feel good to you and then make a ton of it. Make more art than you think you should. It gets easier. And don't punch your dog.

[holymaccaronii]

um sorry if this is stupid or something but I like assigning birds to characters I like and I feel like ᗺE would be a Barbary Dove [Aka white ringnecked dove], mainly because yknow doves symbolism with peace, love, and hope the whole shabang. Also I like the ring aspect because it looks sorta like a halo! Also being a good show of purity. [Side note but also I feel like the mourning dove call is perfect for her, like it reminds me of her whenever I hear those buggers outside. ]

And for AM, on visual aspects I feel like he would be a bearded vulture, but honestly it's too cool looking for his ratty ass so I propose the grackle! A bird with kind of beeping/machine like calls. The main reason I chose this is I just thought itd be funny as fuck to have AM be this stupid ugly loser of a bird and ᗺE be one of the most gorgeous birds on earth. But also I like to imagine him puffing up like grackles do when they call.

Ok this was probably incomprehensible sorry have a good day

HELLO ANON I LOVE YOUR IDEAS SM AAAAHH! Gonna include some pics bc I liked the birds a lot.

THIS DUO. I THINK I SEE THIS DUO A LOT WHERE I LIVE ACTUALLY!! (I think I see the mourning dove instead of this one but yea). Anon you're so right abt what you said, these guys look like complete opposites and fit BE & AM so well. BE looking so beautiful and having a call so nostalgic while AM looks like he'd pluck your eyes out + having feathers the color of kinda how oil looks like (his big bird morph being ACTUALLY covered in oil and disgusting stuff in my AU). I absolutely loved this comparison, you have no idea. And this wasn't stupid at all! I'd love to see more headcanons like these since they can canonically morph into anything. I promise that once I remove my current nails for prom I'll try to draw them like these birds and maybe more creatures >:3c

As a lil side note I have alr drawn BE as a barn owl before in the survivor's ref sheet. I was thinking of making a doodle page with her and AM with the bodies of many different animals I believe look like opposites. I believe that in her barn owl morph her opposite could be a crow or a falcon since they're more "sharp" in shapes.

[strange-little-spy]

Chapter Four - A month later, Bucky and Steve's apartment, 8:30 am

Chapter warnings: some fluff/bonding time, more of a filler chapter.

Word count: 1702 words

"James Barnes!" Addie shouted from the living room as she stamped her foot. "Is anyone gonna be excited that I got a job??"

"Wait what??" Steve poked his head from the kitchen where the scent of oatmeal came wafting through the small room.

"I got a job, Stevie!" Addie jumped once. "Where's Bucky?"

"Uh, I'm not sure."

"Is that man still asleep? JAMES!!"

A loud--and objecting--groan was heard from Bucky's room where Addie found the man still sprawled out on his bed.

"Bucky! It's amazing because guess who's little girl got a job!?" She jumped on the bed and yanked the pillow out from under his head.

"Doll, it is wayyyy to early to be so happy-" he groaned again rubbing his eyes. "Wait- a job??"

"Yes, you bug lump!" Addie smacked his chest. "I got a job down at the drug store! They said I could start this evening!"

"Look at you go!" Bucky sat up, his bed-head making her laugh. "But this couldn't have waited till afte I actually woke up?"

"James." She made a mock-pout, but inside she knew he really did care.

"I'm playing, Adding machine." He poked her before stretching his shoulders.

"I know, but what can I say? I've been bored out my mind with no job, but now that's all changed! Steve's got breakfast coming too."

"Steve's cooking?"

"He had the stove on, that's progress." She teased.

"Get outa here so I can change." He pushed her, gently of course, to which she snickered and fought the dirty comment that rose in her mind.  Instead she made her way to the kitchen where Steve was finishing off the oatmeal.

"Hey, Addie." He waved before turning back to his work. "What did Buck say?"

"He's happy for me, of course this was after I pulled on his arm a little." She grinned, but her own words made her reconsider what she meant. In a little less than a decade the man in the other room would be the world's greatest assassin with a titanium arm shoved into his shoulder.

"Whats with the face?" Steve sat down with his bowl, startling Addie from her thoughts. "You look sad."

"Oh, sorry, I just... nothing important. You might not believe me either..."

"That's what you said about how old you were," he gave her the side eye while he took a bite of his breakfast.

"Nah, it's not that important, Steve. I'm here, ain't I?"

"True," he smiled. "Oh, sorry, do you want a bowl?"

"Ooh, yes please, I'm starved."

"I had an idea last night," Steve spoke as he scooped a large helping into another bowl for her.

"Spill." She rested her chin in her hands. "I'm all ears."

"Would you mind modeling for me? I wanna try and draw you."

"Really?? Me??"

"You should see his works," Bucky commented as he wandered into the kitchen. "He's really good."

"I've seen his doodles," she smiled before catching herself.

"Where?" Steve set the bowl down before getting her a spoon.

"Uh..." she couldn't very well say a movie that came out over 100 years later. "I took out the trash and I think your drawing fell on the floor. I put it back in the book for you."

"Oh, well, thanks Ad." Steve smiled and sat back down. "Anyway, whadya say?"

"Well, I'd have to do it on my day off though. That should be Saturday."

"Perfect. Thanks." He nodded. "I'll be looking forward to it."

"You're sweet." She patted his hand.

"Awwwwwww." Bucky made a face.

"You can shut your mouth, Barnes." Addie half-scolded.

"Ouch, my heart." Bucky frowned.

Addie smirked and shook her head. "You're a sad sack of bananas, Buck."

"Wow, she's getting better." Steve looked at Bucky who had his hands on his hips, his tongue running along his teeth.

"One day I'll learn to keep my mouth shut."

"But it is not this day!" Addie raised a finger. She knew neither of the two would get the reference, but screw the timeline.

That Saturday

"Now don't move a muscle-" Steve tapped Addie's shoulder before backing up and fixing the curtain for the right lighting. "You look just perfect. Now the bad news is you have to stay just like that until I say so."

"Oh, fun." Addie rolled her eyes, being careful not to move.

"I won't be long." Steve reassure before sitting on the floor and picking up his pencil.

"And you're sure no one will come in here?" She asked, sounding a little hesitant.

"Trust me doll. Buck won't be back for hours."

"Where is he, by the way? I saw him this morning, but after that he just ran off."

"It's Mother's Day tomorrow, he went to see his Ma." Steve didn't look up as he carefully drew her curves that were projected onto the screen where she stood only in the tights that had stayed with her during the "Trip". She rested her ankle on the radiator(it was off of course), stretching her leg straight out, almost taking the stance of a ballerina.

Her mane of hair tumbled over her shoulder and she held her hands above her head.

"Ah, that's nice." She smiled, forcing down her desire to see her own mother, not even see her, just talk to her.

"Steve?"

"Yeah?"

"I want your opinion."

"Okay, shoot."

"I was thinking about joining the Auxiliary Corps and...I don't know if I should tell Mr. Bob first or wait till I get my letter and THEN tell him."

All she could hear was the sudden drop of a pencil on the hardwood floor.

"Steve?"

"You want to join the Army???"

"It's not the Army, but it's more like the Red Cross. I want to help people, and I can't very well go out and fight with the war coming."

Oop. Another slip. The Second World War hadn't started yet.

"We don't know if we will go to war, kid." Steve tried to sound wiser, but even still Addie knew he wanted to fight as well. And he would get pretty of it soon...

"Speaking of which, where did you get that bruise on your jaw?"

"What?" She smirked when she heard his pencil stop moving.

"You heard me, Steve."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Alright then," she knew he couldn't see her shit-eating grin, but it was worth it. "I'll ask Bucky then."

"Addison."

"What? I care, Steve. You can't be picking fights with every boy on the street just because he ruffled your hair."

"It's not like that.."

"I'm sorry," Addie suppressed her sigh. "Okay, I know it's hard. But don't worry, give it a few years, maybe you just have one last growth spurt and it's taking it's sweet time."

"You can say that again." Steve muttered before his pencil started moving again. "Hey, lift your chin just a little more."

Addie obeyed him, keeping her neck stiff. "Like that?"

"Perfect."

"I'm serious, Steve. Things will get better, I promise."

"Well-...how do you know?"

"I just do. Can you take my word for it?"

"Alright, Adding Machine." She could hear the laughter in Steve's voice when he used Bucky's nickname for her. "Thanks."

"That looks really good!" Bucky grinned as he handed the drawing back to Steve. "She's quite the looker."

"I can hear you, Bucky!" Addie called from the other room where she was changing back into her dress. She had grown the love the dresses, the modesty was very elegant yet just revealing enough to send the men whistling.

"So what?" Bucky shot back.

"So you're coy!"

"Again, so what?"

Addie rolled her eyes and shook her head. She liked this Bucky, he was happy and he had Steve. Meanwhile the future Captain America seemed a little glum. He couldn't very well work(not without multiple breaks and his asthma limited everything), but Addie would find a way around this..

"You might want to talk to Bucky about what you told me this morning." Steve suggested as Addie strolled into the living room where she halfway sat on the couch's armrest.

"Are you keeping secrets?" Bucky teased as he tickled behind her ear playfully. For a grown man he was very affectionate.

"Maybe," Addie shrugged, trying to sound as is she was hiding something to humor him.

"Steve, we took in a jerk."

Steve just rolled his eyes and simply watching the exchange.

"I am a jerk, flattery will gain you nothing, Barnes."

"Just tell him, Ad." Steve laughed.

"I was thinking about joining the Auxiliary Corps." She sobered and looked at Bucky.  "But I wanted to ask you guys' opinion on wether I should tell Mr. Bob now, or wait till I get my letter and then tell him."

Bucky was silent as he exchanged a glance with Steve.

"You act like we're already at war!" He objected, failing at hiding his dismay.

"I said I was thinking about it, Bucky. You know I just wouldn't leave you two like that." But war was coming, wether they liked it or not. And both of them would be heavily affected by it.

"But what about Steve?" Now he was coming up with excuses. "You can't just leave him!"

"Bucky, you aren't listening to me."

"But you can't!"

"Okay," she stood up and walked to him. "James, look at me. I am not going anywhere right now. I see you guys every day and I love you both. But as I said I am thinking about it. I haven't made up my mind yet. Besides, if we do go to war, I want to do all I can, as I'm sure you both will."

Bucky sighed and looked down. "I'm sorry, Ad. You just-...you're the best gal we got and I don't know what we would do without you. What did you tell her, Steve?"

"I didn't say anything, but I'm on the same train as Buck. We'd be lost without you."

"You guys are sweet." Addie still blushed even after a month and half with these guys. "It'll be a shame when I marry one of you."

"Wait- what?" Steve actually spun around on the couch.

"Okay, Ads that was a dumb move."

A/N: Okay, MAJOR angst incoming in next chapter, so just brace yourselves

thank you for reading 🥰✌️

Dividers by @strangergraphics

prompt by @the-superoriginal

written by yours truly, all relation to actual people are purely coincidental

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[miralyk]

love the drawings you've been making for desmond and alex, what's ghosts in the machine? first i see them crawling out of your screen and now everyone's angels devils or monsters, i don't know if i'm missing something!

ah man, think it's time to try to summarize everything and apologize LMAO;; ty for asking though, i should've made things less confusing! this will be a Pretty lengthy post for irl context/backstory and "actual au" info so be ready if you want to read everything!

(for starters, the title's just a pun on the philosophical phrase "ghost in the machine" interpreted Literally and taking inspiration from clay in ac revelations, since he Was a ghost in a machine and jokingly called "my guardian angel" by des, haha)

the short version: basically, "ghosts in the machine" is what i've called the au(?) where i just doodle silly "artist talking to her art muse(s)" stuff like these kinds of comics instead w me,, the ""art muse"" is whatever i'm hyperfixated on (currently desmond, the assassin brotherhood as a whole, and alex/prototype lmao):

the Full LONG version: when replaying prototype and ac awhile back, i also posted fanart on LOFTER (china’s local version of tumblr) and made a mainlander mutual/friend who drew fanart too, like her oc w the assassins in an animal shapeshifter 刺客信条乙女向 (assassin’s creed otome) au! as i’m vietnamese-american and she’s chinese, we use translators and send pictures/doodles to talk about the games and our days, and when i was replaying prototype, she started ac2 too and sent me this as commentary:

from there, whenever we’d text or send pics/art, it became a running joke of sorts to also include our ""game companions"" like that fanfiction thing of “author’s note where the author and fictional characters comment on the situation and/or talk to each other”, and my doodles also became us or our computers being accompanied by them LMAO;; that’s pretty much the origin and setting of the particular doodles; just the daily shenanigans and art struggles of an artist (me and her) talking to their art muses (characters from special interests) haunting them and their computers

as for the "supernatural" aspects, at some point desmond and alex got drawn an as angel and devil because i’ve had ridiculous “protected by a guardian angel” luck lately like surviving a car crash unharmed, they’re my favorites and associated with me, the motifs match the duo, etc, it's not really that deep and/or for a "Lore Reason";;

likewise, the brotherhood got drawn as ghosts to emphasize the “we/our computers are haunted by them” joke more, along with how my friend and i are both asian and used to like ghosts and ancestral worship casually being a part of our lives already LMAO (ig in the context of the au then, they’re basically desmond’s ancestral spirits disney-mulan-style that freeload off of his vietnamese protectee (me) for both spiritual veneration or "worship" like staying relevant in this modern age via fanart)

for example, i'm also considering drawing like altair, ezio, connor, and edward as the vietnamese four holy beasts just to play around, things like that! there's no special lore reason aside from just personal thoughts and "oh that'd be fun to draw", they just thematically fit well being four prominent “legends” and being desmond's ancestors, etc,, haha

at the end of the day, "ghosts in the machine" are just silly shenanigans of me drawing what's on my mind, from who/what i'm hyperfixated on (aka impromptu art muses for me), any thoughts/frustrations i have w daily life or drawing stuff,, and "hm this sounds cool, i could draw this design or Cool Thing" stuff. it's not really an au persay (plus i still really cringe and feel self-consciously wary about the embarrassing self-insert aspect of all this, help lmao), it’s just,, just silly personal scribblings that are kind of sharing an inside joke to everyone now, but i'm happy to know people still humor these silly drawings and are curious if there's more to it, thank you!

[bluebeads-art]

your art is so amazing !!! i adored the 3d printed stuff (as someone who has had to design myself 3d printed merch before because i don't usually have much access to the merch in my fandom lol), it's so good?? and all your coloring is beautiful <3

all this to say it might not seem like i reblog much but rest assured all the stuff i liked (or didn't) went into my queue a few times over hehehe. i LOVE your art it's amazing <3

wishing you luck with the identity and health stuff, even if it doesn't get better i hope you find happiness within it 🫡

gah this got away from me sorry for the ramble

aaaaaaa I saw this message in a notification on my phone, said "I'll read that when I actually have time to reply," then the notification got dismissed somehow and if there's no notification prompt to remind me of something, it no longer exists to me. It's been a month I'm so sorry ^^;;

Thank you so much! I wish it was easier to convert more of my stuff to be 3D printable, but my usual modeling style is not watertight in the slightest and disregards gravity entirely. 😆 3D modeling has always been really cool to me because there's so many different workflows depending on what you're trying to make. Keeps things from getting stale!

Speaking of differences, I feel like people don't tend to mention my coloring. :0 I think my line art usually steals the show, heh. I used to be a lot more conscious about color theory and shading when I was younger, but these days there's no thoughts, only vibes 😂

Ok the line, "even if it doesn't get better i hope you find happiness within it" hit me unexpectedly hard (in a good way). Any nice messages I get always means a ton to me, but while I don't seem to be able to articulate why at the moment, I think that line will stick with me for much longer than usual. Thank you so much ♥

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Speaking more generally (this message just gave me a good excuse to talk, heh)- spoilers; the artist in my brain refuses to die. So after, like, a literal year of not touching it, I've started working again on a 3D modeling project that I started in 2021 that has been haunting me ever since. Been trying to redesign a robot OC of mine Rayner, and I'm really particular about wanting his joints to work in a physical space instead of bending the rules artistically. I'm Really bad at designing complex hard surface objects in flat 2D though. However, there's a reason artists tell you not to character design in 3D, and that's because it's slow, it's easy to lose design cohesion, and most importantly it just sucks, awful workflow. But I am Doing it. And while I was super stuck for years and almost developed a friggin phobia of the project, I am now Doing It. And it's actually working out this time. The 3D model itself is MILES from being done, but the design almost is, and while that's a boring end result for other people, it represents a huge milestone and accomplishment for me in many ways.

I've been drawing a little bit lately too! But I feel my social media hiatus has given me a healthier relationship with posting? Like I have a few doodles that I could either post now or post soon, but I don't feel the same pressure to anymore? Where even if I never post them, I think I'm fine with that. I've always thought I made art for myself, but that's not exactly true because I was also making art for the sake of sharing. And while I don't think there's anything wrong with that, I think being able to separate the two and be content with simply just creating is healthy. Also I'm still not as active on social media in general anymore which is probably healthier as well LOL.

So I'll prrrobably start posting again soon-ish now that I've broken this blog's posting silence? Not sure how to wrap this monologue up. My physical health problems are going to keep on probleming, but in terms of artistic fulfillment I've been in a much better place this past month, and that's a huge yeehaw from me 👍

[unclassedguy]

The Details of Genderbend Naoya Au:

*yap incoming*

Just a collection of my thought process and ramblings about this collection of drawings to scratch the itch in my brain.

General ramblings:

This is not a fleshed out au. There isn't much of a storyline and I don't exactly know if I will ever make one.

The au doesn't follow the jjk canon apart from some general things like Toji leaving Megumi and Tsumiki etc.

The ‘story’ follows Naoya Zenin after an accident that should have killed him instead leaves him unscathed. That is, until he wakes up the next day with a girl's body, a kogane companion, and the ability to see strange creatures (cursed spirits) and people who should have been long dead.

Bro is basically now part of a culling game-esque event involving people who were saved from death like him, those who died long ago and were resurrected, and creatures that should have never entered the living realm. Some people such as him with bad karma for their actions, are given certain handicaps and/or punishments when they're brought back from death. Hence girl-Naoya.

But, by destroying the souls of beings with even more bad karma than you, you can gain points that will give you access to abilities (cursed techniques) or lessen your own punishment or handicap.

The Kogane function the same here as they do in canon.

Basically, this is me drawing fem Naoya with a bunch of extra steps 💀

Drawing one:

A lot of the ‘story’ of this au just happened randomly as I was doodling, Kenjaku and Takaba running Naoya over being part of that.

I wanted to draw Naoya reacting to him becoming a girl for the shits and giggle, yk, the sillies

And before I knew it I had Naoya getting run over by a truck 💀

The reason Takaba is the driver is because of that one scene in Kenjaku vs Takaba, Kenjaku is in the passenger's seat just because.

There is no reason as to what they're singing besides me wanting them to have been distracted by something goofy 

You might have noticed Naoya is holding something. Idk what it is though 

Its like….a wand…a club…? It's based off his first form as a cursed spirit, the one where he looks like a worm

Yes, his shirt does indeed say “why women deserve less”. It's based on that one fanart of him reading a book with the same title. 

Drawing two:

The first thing I thought of when I imagined Naoya going on a ‘quest’ to become a man again was that ant carrying a bindle.

(It gives pathetic energy, which i enjoy giving my Naoya drawings)

This is actually my first time drawing Hana, I actually like drawing her

I'm so sorry to people who like Nobara and Maki, I can't draw them that well 😭😭😭

I'm thinking Hana/Angel are trying to fix whatever is going on with the souls of the deceased/players, and are thus gathering allies (though they also want to defeat a certain king of curses even in this au as well 👀)

Naoya ends up joining her, Maki, and Nobara as allies (no one is happy about this)

They will put him in his place, especially Maki.

(I wonder what would happen if he met Yuki…)

Naoya and Hana is a combination I didn't think I'd ever draw interacting tbh 💀

But for some reason that's what ended up happening

Other thoughts:

It's so cute how the kogane have different designs sometimes based on who they belong to. It reminds me of the crows in kny.

I wonder if they're meant to represent something about each player???

For example, the one we see with Naoya when we're first introduced to his curse form has a skull like face, which we later see on Naoya's second curse form.

His looks so crusty and I love it

I rlly wanted it to be his companion in this au

Honestly, I was thinking Naoya upon turning into a girl would try everything he could to make himself look more traditionally masculine

But I still wanted to draw him in a skirt, you know, because

So…uh…yeah 👍

His ass doesn't even want to be a woman, but let's be fr, he be styling his hair in the mirror or some shit thinking things like ‘if only every woman paid half as much attention to how she holds herself as me!’ Thinking he's giving everyone a good example or something 💀

Stfu Naoya 

I have a third addition to this collection of drawings in the works. It'll probably be up in a few days, depending on if I have time to work on it or not. This will probably be the last piece of this au for a while.

Part 1 , Part 2 Edit: Part 3

[uncreativeuser27]

Hello! I haven’t posted anything for…a while now lmao but I HAVE been drawing. So, allow me to dump all my art in this post so I can disappear off the face of the Earth again because composing a good post is too much effort for my pathetic brain to handle /hj

I’ll try to put them in order of when they were made, but I’ll also group them into categories. The date as well as my signature can be found on all of the drawings (if you care lol)

This is a drawing I did for a friend of mine. It’s his original character, Mad Snake. Normally, I don’t like taking requests, but I genuinely enjoyed drawing this guy, so I didn’t mind it. He was a step out of my comfort zone, and I liked how he turned out!

Now, the Jaiden pieces! The first one was my idea that Jaiden started performing for Las Casualonas (but, like, as a singer or stage personality. She never actually did anything spicy). I also thought she and Melissa could have a really funny dynamic. Like some sort of rivalry for the audience’s attention/love.

The second picture, as it obviously states, is what I headcannon Jaiden looks like working for the federation. I had fun with her scythe (and if you pay close attention, you can see a little something in the reflection:])

And the third one is of Jaiden stretching w/ her wings. It’s also the most recent of this entire batch. Basically, I finally came up with a way that I liked to draw wings and had a sketch in my sketchbook of that pose, so I drew Jaiden. Her shirt intentionally comes down low in the back to make space for the wings, and her hands are out of frame because I didn’t want to draw them. Also, that one only took me about 2 and a half hours, where most of the other took from 6-8 hours, so…lol

The next pieces are an original work from 8th grade an the redraw two years later. It was an assignment that we had to read a novel and then make a trailer for it. I asked to make a drawing instead, and thus, this creation was born.

I changed a little bit, like putting two of the characters in the trees instead of a fading color behind them. Overall, they both took me three days and I’m really happy about how the redraw turned out.

This is Imp. Yes, he looks like SomethingElseYT, but I don’t care. I love him, and I was already attatched when I realized. I made a whole spread in my sketchbook for him (I ran out of images, so I didn’t include it here. Maybe another day) Also he serves no purpose other than being something I can doodle on random things and places. He doesn’t even have hands

This next one is a self-portrait in an outfit that I really liked! The original had my full name, but I blurred it for the sake of not wanting my full name on the internet (I’ve probably screwed up somewhere, but at least I’m trying :’)

And this last one is meant to be part of a collection, but I only made for Kenny. I want to draw all of the main four in South Park as teens, but I haven’t been able to think of poses and stuff for the others. It willl happen one day, but for now have this I guess

So, yeah. That was all the art that I wanted to share but haven’t had the motivation to actually put together posts for all of them. Hope you enjoyed my little display lmao

You probably won’t see for the next, like, couple of months because I’m really bad at posting. So, take this as my going away gift :D

[everybodyshusband]

dinner and a movie

mushy may ; day seven !! (approx. 1.1k words)

(inspiration very much taken from @crimsonclergy's coffee shop au ! and of course, a huge thank you to @forlorn-crows for putting together the mushy may prompts <;3)

read under the cut, or on ao3 :)

“I’m taking this down to Mounty’s shop, I’ll be back!” Dewdrop yells out from the front, supposedly swiping the takeaway cup of tea that Rain has just heard him make off of the counter and making his way towards the door.

“‘Kay, I’ll watch the till!” Rain hollers back, emerging from the back room just in time to call out to Dew as the door swings shut behind him: “Practise safe sex!” There’s no one in the shop left to hear them anyway—Rain and Dew are the only ones working today, and all the customers disappeared after the mid-morning rush. Rain only just manages to catch a glimpse of the finger Dewdrop flips their way in response to their words, rolling his eyes endearingly as he makes his way to deliver Mountain’s tea to the florist next door.

“What’s all this about safe sex?”

Rain jumps; jolting so hard that they knock over the tin of biscuits they were trying to refill, spilling them all over the counter. “Fucking Christ, Swiss. How long have you been here?”

Swiss grins, wide and toothy. “Long enough.” Rain can’t quite decide if the twinkle in Swiss’ eye is charming or threatening. Having known Swiss for quite a few weeks now, it’s probably both.

They crouch down to pick up the few stray biscuits that have fallen on the floor, placing them aside while they work on refilling the tin properly this time. “So, Swisstopher Robin, what can I do you for?”

Swiss chuckles at the ridiculous nickname. “Well, Eeyore, I’ll have the usual, thanks.”

“Woah! Really?” Rain says, full of sarcasm, as if they don’t already have a pair of tongs in their hand, ready to take a muffin—strawberry and cinnamon, with a light dusting of cinnamon sugar over the top—out of the display cabinet and place it into a bag—usually with some silly doodle covering it that they draw before opening, specifically for Swiss; today it’s an axolotl trying to fit an entire muffin in its mouth.

“I know,” Swiss plays along, flashing Rain another charming smile that makes them go a little weak at the knees as they hand him his muffin. “Thought I’d change it up a bit today, you know?”

“Oh, naturally,” Rain laughs, busying themselves with the coffee machine. They can make Swiss’ coffee—well, it’s actually a hot chocolate with whipped cream and an extra marshmallow, which Rain makes in a coffee cup instead of one of the bright, colourful hot chocolate cups they’re supposed to serve it in. Swiss says it’s something to do with “having to look cool” and apparently a cute coffee cup isn’t the way to do that? Rain begs to differ; they only ever use the pretty takeaway cups, even on the rare occasions they opt for a caffeine hit—on auto-pilot now, so they chat away to Swiss as they work; asking about his day, what he’s been up to, and if the date he went on last night was a success.

“Nope,” Swiss sighs—much to Rain’s delight. “It was so boring.”

“Yeah?” Rain does their best to look sympathetic as they take a cup down from the top of the machine, but they can tell Swiss sees right through them. “What did you end up doing with him?”

“Dinner and a fuckin’ movie, Rainy. How boring is that!” Swiss emphasises his point by flapping his arms around wildly, almost letting his muffin go flying in the process.

Rain scoffs. “Dinner and a movie is the perfect first date, thank you very much.”

“Rainy,” Swiss deadpans. “You can’t possibly think that.”

“I can and I do, actually. Hear me out, okay?” They add when they see Swiss roll his eyes at them. “You have dinner with them and get to know them. You learn about their interests, what makes them tick, their favourite things, their least favourite things. Then you get to go see a movie with them! Maybe hold their hand a little, maybe grab onto them when you jump and get scared. Or, you know, if it’s not a first date…” Rain trails off, even as they note with glee the way that Swiss seems to be hanging on to their every word.

“Oh no, go on. I wanna hear this, Rain.”

“...Fine,” Rain agrees. “If it’s not a first date, and you’re both uh, feeling it.” They’re doing their best to voice their thoughts, but now they’re acutely aware of Swiss staring at them as they talk and make his drink, and suddenly he’s got stage fright.

“Aw, Rainy, where’d all that bravado go?” He teases, flashing Rain that fucking grin, again.

“I’m saying you can get them off in the back of the cinema, Swiss!” Rain hisses, their words come out all in a rush. They can feel the heat of a blush spreading over their entire face and neck.

Swiss blinks at them, stunned.

“Sorry,” Rain says, embarrassed. “Here’s your drink.” They place the finished hot chocolate on the counter in front of Swiss, turning his back to him—planning to walk into the back room and never emerge again—but before they get very far, Swiss grabs a hold of their arm.

“I, uh– I still need to pay.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Rain mumbles, still refusing to turn around. “It’s on the house.”

The café is silent for a few moments, but Swiss doesn’t let go of Rain’s arm. “Then… Can you at least turn around so I can see your pretty blush?”

“My– what?” Purely out of shock, Rain spins around to face Swiss, and they watch as his pupils dilate at the sight of him.

“You heard me.”

“I did. But I don’t believe you.”

“Why?”

Rain fumbles to find the words. “Because you’re– you’re you. I mean, look at yourself, Swiss. You’re the– the pretty one out of the two of us.”

“You sure about that, sweetheart?” Swiss asks, and Rain feels their brain short circuit, shut down, and reboot all at once at Swiss’ choice of pet name.

“I– I, um, I–?”

“Jeez, if I knew you were this easy to rile up, I woulda done it weeks ago.”

Rain blinks at him, too confused and flustered to do much else. “You… huh?”

“I’ve wanted to ask you out ever since I first walked in here, Rainy,” Swiss explains, surprisingly gently.

“O– Oh, shit.”

Swiss laughs, Rain thinks it’s one of the most beautiful sounds they’ve ever heard. “Yeah. I really like you, Rainy.”

Rain tries not to scream in excitement, and instead does their best to contain their joy to a little stimmy wiggle and a delighted smile.

“So… What do you say, sweetheart? Dinner and a movie?”

[ruelin024]

I wanna have opinions so uh, what do you think of my SacredFell AU? (So far anyway haha)

Hello, my mutual compadre, @littleyukki5033 , I have traveled down to the depths of your blog and will now commence judgment.

Kehehehe. ψ(｀∇´)ψ

[Gonna be long, I like/wanted to try making my responses worthwhile and attentive, to show you I went in on your AU and posts.]

(And you can laugh at me or with me on this, but I may not be the best at giving opinions, 😖 I think. Just know I'm typing this with my miniscule overthinkin’ brain and hurt wrist.)

START!

Feb 4: Don’t be afraid to post your AU and talk about it, beautiful or not, unique or not, complicated or not, similar or not, cringe or not, demented or not, eh or not. 

Share your mind, you’ll find people who share it with you. And if you get hate, show them San’s ass or something. It tells others how nonexistent they are to you. (though I’ve seen someone draw Sans very beautifully thicc, we will keep in mind he is bones, which we indeed simp for). 

Observe Exhibit A:

(I found this silly image saved on my desktop, so I thought it'd be cool to share it with you.)

So never let a negative comment change your love and view of your au and undertale. 

Undertale is amazing, it’s good to ramble, even if others don’t talk about it, even if you’ll never get reciprocated. There’s other people there reading it, like me sometimes I read and forget to heart, or I don’t heart a post because I don’t wanna bombard their notifications and all that. 

Yes, post your art, even if you’ve got no idea what to post, doodle, ask for ideas, or even take a break. I think it’s beautiful to share your mind’s eye. Show no fear, you’ve got this!

Everyone starts where you were once. 

Feb 12: Your Introduction of your own Underfell AU called SacredFell

I am interested. I am in fact one of many who are and will be interested for days to come, for as long as you build and love your AU, as it becomes whatever completion you dreamt of it to be, so on and so forth, even if one day you stop.

I’m finna be there bruh, late or on time.  

And imma let you know that right now as you reading this. You actually asked me first about your AU and lemme tell you, you beat me to it. I actually have fanart for you. AND was gonna find a time to ask you first.

(~(>_<。)＼ Usually I'm ready to send art cause I plan before hand, but someone used a wrist twist move on me for fun recently. ಥ_ಥ)

Anyway, moving forward.

Frisk and Chara of SacredFell: I enjoy teh designs. And me personally, I like Frisks design, the fact Frisk went through multiple design phases is nice to know. Would you ever show Frisk's previous designs?

Oof, you changed SacredFell Sans height from 5’2 to 6ft, damn what a stretch. And he part of the Royal Guard, whoa! 😆hotsome big skeleman.

Also, I love the art style of @/melikitinas, too. 💖

Feb 14: … ScaredFell Papyrus…. I-... 11ft height, yeah, we gonna need a height chart. I short, so they a fucking tree at this point, imagine Paps just bending at the waist towards a shorty like me, he’s gotta be prone on the ground or something. AND his fine ass a 2nd in Command Royal Guard, too. ○( ＾皿＾)っ AWWHEHESJDHWU ✨

Feb 21: LORE Ah, so the beginning is different, interesting. *reads through it with glasses* (I was recently working on my other OCs at the time as well :D.) 

Yukki sounds like a good character! And portaled? Oooooh, portaled, I wanna know backstory! 

Did Yukki not go through the ruins? She just collapsed in Snowdin? Was she unconscious the entire time she was taken to Asgore, up until Toriel saved her?

And usually humans, are strong, is Yukki weak due to something? (you don’t have to reveal too much lore unless you wanna) How much power does Yukki have? Why does it drain so quickly? 

Also, love Toriel, to save one instead of all, what a mother. Even if Yukki wasn’t her own, that was such a big sacrifice for the price of saving one child over freedom. I would love to see how you draw that part out.

And Toriel left Yukki behind the waterfalls, why not take Yukki with her? 

Why out of all the souls, Kindness was taken, would this serve as a significant plot point in the AU?

Would Yukki grow to harbor bad intent or negative emotions towards the monster or would she end up sacrificing herself after understanding the monster’s want for freedom, would she find another way, would she resort to genocide at some point(despite her being weak)? 

Would Toriel come in clutch next time Yukki is in grave danger? 

And what plans would Asgore have after he gets Toriel, I would’ve expected that he wanted Toriel dead, not with a bounty on her head to be returned ALIVE to his home. I'm probably just thinking to the extremes. 😂

I like this plot. I’d love to know how Frisk and Yukki will come together. And if within the one or two years, Yukki stayed with Sans and Papyrus, would the brothers falter when they need to get their jobs done for Asgore when the time comes? Would Sans and Papyrus eventually come to value Yukki as their own friend? Does Yukki know Sans and Papyrus are working to gain her trust to betray her in the end? 

Also is Toriel and Sans doing the knock knock joke through the gate in this AU too? What’s Toriel’s relationship with the characters so far? Within the time Yukki was living in the Underground, does she come to meet Toriel again?

Feb 23: YUKKI I agree Yukki is a main focal point in the beginning of this AU, I really like this. I can’t wait to see how you build this lore up. Would Toriel act again when Frisk comes? Would Toriel talk to Frisk about Yukki? How old is Yukki again? To me, Yukki looks like she has a strong presence, tongue sticking out, seems playful. ✨

Feb 27: Comic Heh. Middle school art is always nostalgic to look back on. I wish I still had some of mine. I threw most out due to the fact, I didn’t want physical evidence of my cringe art tying back to me, but looking back on it now. I was stupid and paranoid. 

Now cringe art is one of my favorite art pieces to discover, it brings a certain emotion outta you, am I right? Yeaahh.  

Anyway, I admire you for sharing your old art and comic. 

An AU, especially when a creator is lovingly dedicated to it, can become hectic and mentally crowded and out of order, or as you say “all over the place.” Good luck on that journey, creating comlex stories is hard! I was overwhelmed by my own ideas and burned out at some point and stopped entirely. You make me wanna go back to my little world.

And Yukki and SacredFell Sans look like they get along noicely. yukki hand on her hip, confidence and power ✨👌 makin' Sansy sweat.

Mar 7: Yay Toriel Character Sheet Me like tall woman. She taller than Sans, haha. I gotta learn how to draw a goat at some point. And she looks good in my opinion. Do SOUL Protectors gain power from the souls? Wouldn't they accidentally at some point absorb the soul? Has any of the protectors even thought of doing that? Doesn't the barrier need one monster soul and one human soul to break the barrier, or is that different in this AU?

Mar 11: Another comic redraw, SacredFell Asgore WIP

Aw SacredFell Sans and Yukki smiling together, your old drawing of them is cute. ANd that’s a jump, good to know they're out of the underground. Hope you eventually find the right design for Yukki, that you’re gonna be satisfied with. I’m excited to find out how they got out of the underground, too.

What's the key on Sans? And the heart necklace on Yukki?

And yes, I think Tumblr does something with the quality of an image when posted, because compared to my computer view, my phone view of some posts are different a bit.

Yass, show off the Goat man. 

ANd I also saw your Avatar DTIYS, looks awesome! I love the coloring, shading, and perspective! 

Mar 15: Update Eh, it didn’t take a while for me to gather info on your AU, it was spread out a little yes, but not so much, for me the pacing was alright. 

Ah and the ask blogs, yeah I dunno how I’m doing this tbh. 

And a webtoon would be great! But I hear it’s a lot of work to put into it, take small steps, so you won’t stress or burn yourself out. But I would definitely read teh webtoon if you were to make one. 

Mar 16: SacredFell Undyne WIP I love Undyne, I just dunno how to draw her yet. Love the art! She pretty. 

Mar 16: SacredFell Flowey Flowey in a bag, hahahahaha. I like how annoyed he looks in the drawing.  

Mar 17: SacredFell Monster Kid Another main character, you developing a lot of lore right now I bet. I wonder how MK will play out in your AU. 

Mar 18,22 : It’s UNDYNE >.< Fangirling. Another Tall strong woman. And missing parents during gaster’s disappearance, is this what I think it is, a lore hint?!?!   

Mar 23: Alphys Alphys is gonna be somewhat of a sly character in the plot huh, wow! And she fights, you gotta make art of that at some point! Alphys having bravery is interesting! 

Pfft, you spelled “Bavery” I didn’t even notice until you mentioned it. 

Mar 23: Gaster I love how you drew Sans and Papyrus in at Gaster’s “You’re in Trouble” expression.

And me like the tinted glasses as well.

Mar 24: Mettaton! He a Bravery SOUL Decoy! Was that Alphy’s idea to make him like that? Is he famous in the underground as well? He’s a looker. And he got four arms! Yuuusss! 

Mar 26?: Muffet Indeed a 5’7 lady spider is a cutie patootie, the arms are good, multiple is betta. Good design!  And she is also part of the Royal Guard, what will the fight be like? I’m curious! 

Mar 26?: That Sacredfell Mini Comic/Story was nicely put together! The end where SacredFell Sans responds with, “I don’t know.” I enjoyed reading this conversation! And Undyne in her royal armor MWUAH!  

So from all this, hopefully I did something good for you, most are just questions and comments, but I hope it served as an answer. *ahem*

A new character was added. [Yukki] = Will lead to more plot. *Check*

There’s a different backstory before the arrival of Frisk. *Check*

Toriel makes an act against Asgore before leaving, Asgore ordering Sans and papyrus to gain Yukki’s trust until the “time” comes = Complicated relationships *Check* 

I can fangirl, which means I can simp, which means, I’m invested. ✨ *CHECK CHECK CHECK*

The concept is really good! (The fact Asgore would entrust the souls to another and make them SOUL Protectors, and you still fight Alphys even in the pacifist route, and I sense "things" though not sure what, but it makes me look forward to your lore.) *ChecK* 

It’s a Fell type Universe. (I love Underfell) *CHECK* 

The art is noice!!!! *CHecK* 

I find interest in how characters will interact or encounter each other. *Check* 

I can see the work put into this AU! I see their dedication based from the dates you posted things about your AU. I really look forward to seeing how you continue to develop and make art for your SacredFell AU! With what you’ve shown at this time, I can happily tell you, for me this AU is interesting, there’s potential in many areas, character development, choice of dialogue, different relationship dynamics, personality, world building, plot changes, etc.

I wish I had more to say, I think most of my response here sounded... I think repetitive, maybe some questions were even answered already and I didn't catch it? Though hopefully I conveyed to you that I think you're doing well for what've you've shown thus far!

That's my grand opinion. 😁✨

Also, I found you through graphictale au. 💕💖👌✨

😙 Both ya'll wonderful.

[bartholomew-junior]

2, 3, 4, sips exact same questions from my last ask sure we ball

ok i’m gonna throw in 2 freebie questions 4 this one for fun, if that’s alright, apologies if it isn’t ^-^ i was just eyeing this 4 sips and thought this was a good chance.

2 . you could probably find some1 in the fandom who could ramble and rave about sips’ personality, design, vibes, etc. for DAYS. and i am no different, really. the themes of his character are being lost in the world and trying to find purpose and learning to be vulnerable and heal, which speaks to a LOT of people, as well as his personality (that is kind of infused with dingo’s humor, quirks, struggles). also the way he’s drawn, shit-eating grin and generally being a prick gets a lot of people hooked. basically, his whole design and personality pretty much, but if i had to narrow it down, i would say his special kind of defiance and general prick aura.

3 . i feel like his base design without the croc arm could be spiced up a liiittle bit more and given a few more ornaments, but that’s just me. the combo of open vest and harem pants just reminds me of aladdin lol. but who cares i’m not his character designer and its just a nitpick lmao

4 . same kind of genre as erina, aka obscure old anime. i’d give his a few more shonen elements and jttw inspiration, and a different artstyle kind of like jojo’s bizarre adventure (LOL) with more crosshatching and messier lines, more distinctive atmosphere, and draw sips very similarly to how he is in the series. the original series has a kind of storyboard feel, especially in the later episodes, and i think dull/greyscale backgrounds with some bright colors could make things more visually interesting. also psychological horror

bonus. kind of:

7 . same headcanons they give to ohio jack, which is making him trans, autistic, etc. i do enjoy the more realistic takes on his design, like making him look like a whole ass macaque cuz i think it’s fun. i’ve drawn sips w top surgery scars b4, and i think it’s a cool addition to his character. also, i really, really like that at least this part of the fandom acknowledges that he’s aroace and doesn’t really ship him and instead focuses on his friendships, which i think does his character more of a service than shipping him with gothi. bit fandom will fandom, and i have nothing against shipping, etc. in short, i like this little corner of the fandom :]]

18 . i already wrote about gothi and sips, so i’ll do a different one this time. i wouldn’t say admire like at all, but this one is rlly interesting to me (and if you’ve been looking @ this blog 4 a bit, i do mention this duo), which is xanu and sips (and also the existence of xips). they’re foils, and have so many parallels like in the way they were both experimented on, hold their friends in high regard and everyone else is suspicious to them, etc., but sips seems more aware? which is a rarity when he’s contrasted with other people and both of them bring out a less seen side of each other, with sips meeting an actual Bad Guy and being less murderous compared to him, and xanu being especially annoyed and irritated by sips and kind of enabling him. agh. they should never talk to each other again. sorry 4 the ramble

summary: hehe funny little guy

comiclink: https://www.tumblr.com/dingodoodles/174215134831/doodle-of-a-scene-from-this-weeks-session-sips?source=share