#i’m cringe i know

[mpsansy]

You don’t want to leave a lovely lady all alone, do you? Especially when she asks you to stick by her with her big ol’ eyes looking up

[blackghostm2oart]

I’ve changed idea, these are not really that cursed to be Discord exclusive.

Plus the aftermath >:3

And Cherik judging me for drawing this shit.

I’m ✨CRINGE✨ :D

[swampedd]

[falleninlovewithhim]

RANDOM!!

[callistos-posts]

Ok idc how childish I’ll seem for liking this show I will wear that label with pride on this website

[fluffysweetnectarine]

Have you guys ever had that one ship that you shipped since the beginning? like when you’re 10 to 13 and it just becomes your emotional OTP. even when you know there’s better ships and you should really get over that ship but you can’t. Because it feels like a part of you/your childhood in the strangest way.

That’s how I feel about Frexy. Can I explain why I love this ship? No. does the ship make sense in canon? No. Is it one of the few ships I drew as a child and have emotional bond to, Yes.

I made this when I was 12 years old! And I want to redraw it’s so bad.

You guys have no idea how much Frexy controlled my life as a child, I had a whole entire fanfiction when I was 12 about a fantasy AU where Freddy was a prince who help Foxy escape from his pirate murdering mother/father. No I’m not joking, sometimes I look back at that cringy old fanfic and feel like i abandoned a child. A part of me wants to go back and finish it because I feel bad I didn’t. Oh no, should I do it? Should I finish what 12-year-old me started?

[lavender-not-fruit43]

I had a crackship idea that was renting in my head for days

I need to draw them

I might make a story of how they met each others

I might delete this later-

Or idk

Aaaaaghhhhh

[daynightshipping]

That fictional character got me doing stupid shit like replacing names in love songs with his 🫣

[thatonesillyducko]

"a birthday like this"

Summary: Jemíma celebrates Keegan's 18th birthday for him. I legit have 2 braincells left... bye

Characters: Keegan P. Russ and Jemíma Ámbar del Mar Hernández

A/N: Ok, guys. I want to take a break from dark thoughts and angst and write something cozy and peace vibes? Because @ll7esxs has brainwashed me away from angst lol. They literal told me I should start writing fluff and cutie stuff about Jemíma and Keegan cuz' YIPPEEE- so I'm about to fulfil their wish. (!: This is not the part of the lore, just for fun)

"Don't let them catch you crying, boy, if it didn't really hurt."

Today is his 18th birthday and also his first birthday as a member of the Ghost Squad. No one will pay attention to his birthday, even though this day is the most important day of adulthood in his life. Keegan stared at the ground in a daze. This year's life was so thrilling, but he still felt helpless and lonely at this moment.

“Happy birthday, Keegan...” — He muttered to himself. The young soldier was sitting in a daze on the equipment in the training ground, his black hair reflecting golden light in the sunset.

In such a silent environment, Keegan can still feel the presence of someone. So, he turns his head and looks up, only to see Jemíma standing not far away. He raises his eyebrows in surprise and then gives a soft smile. — “Jemíma? What are you doing here?”

Jemíma had been watching him from the side of the building, she blinked a widen eye, her body startled when he asked what she was doing here. She felt her face sweating in fear — “Nothing.. Just wanted to see.. Uhm you”

“To see me?” — This answer is clearly not expected. Keegan is a bit confused, but he still keeps his calm: “If you don't have anything else to do, come here and sit with me for a while.” As he spoke, he shifted on the equipment and patted the space next to him.

Jemíma hesitated for a moment, seeming a little surprised at Keegan's invitation. After a while, she walked over and sat down beside him. There was no one else in the training ground at this time; the only sound was their breathing and the slight sound of equipment swaying in the wind.

For a while, neither of them spoke, but then Keegan broke the silence: “I have a question. How did you know it's my birthday today?” “I guessed it.. Maybe?” — Apparently, she has a good long-term memory. She does not forget things easily and remembers them for too long. A smile appeared on Keegan's lips as he chuckled slightly. — “You guessed it?” He didn't quite believe her, but he didn't intend to pursue this question.

— “You know, you're the only one who knows my birthday today. I bet my teammates don't remember it at all.” — “Really..?” — “Yeah, it's not unusual. Birthdays are just ordinary days for a soldier. We hardly ever have the chance to celebrate birthdays. Everyone is too busy, and there are more important things to consider, so it's no wonder that others forget about my birthday today.”

He lifted his head to look up at the setting sun, and a sense of melancholy in his eyes. Jemíma’s lips pursed up, shaking her head quietly before gazing up at the setting sun too as Keegan did. Of course.. They were youngsters, adolescent teens and deserved better than being in military.

Keegan's eyes locked on the setting sun, the last ray of light shining on his face, his voice quiet but tinged with a hint of sadness. — “I never thought I'd be celebrating my 18th birthday in this way… This isn't what a normal teenager looks like, is it? Instead of going out with friends or doing crazy things, I'm sitting here in this training ground, wearing a uniform with a gun around my waist. I must look pathetic.”

Jemíma looked to the side at him, blinking as she took in his words before hummed in agreement softly. Keegan let out a bitter chuckle, his shoulders shrugging slightly. He glanced at Jemíma, a trace of envy in his eyes as he looked at her young face. — “You, on the other hand, are different. You're only… How old are you, 17?” — “Yeah, a year younger than you are”

Keegan smiled faintly, his voice tinged with a hint of mockery. — “Right.., a year younger. You're just in the right age to be in high school, hanging out with friends, chasing your dreams… But you chose to be here, like me.”

Jemíma’s expression changed for a moment, gazing away as she lowered her head and begin to fiddle with her dog tags around her neck. Noticing Jemíma's change in expression, Keegan immediately realized that he had asked a bit too deep a question. — “Hey, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable... I was just curious. You don't have to answer if you don't want to. I didn't mean to.”

— “You know, we're in the same boat, stuck in this military life. But I can't help being curious about...” — “Well. Let’s not talk negativity on your birthday.. You’re going to be an adult now” — “You're right..., I am an adult now, aren't I?”

Keegan's mouth curled up into a smile. He appreciated Jemíma's attempt to change the topic. He rubbed the back of his head, then ran his fingers through his hair.

“It's still a bit hard to believe. One minute, I'm a teenager, the next, I've got the world's weight on me. But here in the Ghosts Squad, being an adult doesn't sound that different, does it? Same old routine, just with more serious consequences if I mess up.”

“At least I can call you ‘kid’ now. That doesn’t sound too bad, does it?” — He jokingly poked Jemíma on the shoulder. Jemíma was daydreaming in her own thoughts when- she moved slightly away from him when Keegan poked her shoulder and called her a kid. — “I’m NOT a KID!”

Keegan burst into laughter as he watched Jemíma quickly move away from him, surprised by his jokingly attack. “Woah, calm down, kid.” — He laughed even harder, enjoying the sight of her blushing cheeks and pouting lips.

— Sorry, but you're a year younger than me, so you're definitely a kid in my eyes!” — “Shut up, it’s just 89’ and 90’ difference, okay? I’ll rip that grinning face of yours.” “Oh no, you really know how to put me in my place, kid. But I think you'll find it hard to rip this handsome face.” — “Grrr..”

Jemíma clenched and unclenched her fists, no need to create a drama on his Birthday Eve when tomorrow is his actual 18th birthday. Keegan's laughter subsided, and he watched as Jemíma calmed down. He found her cute when she was furious.

— “You're quite different from any girl I've met before, kid. You're tough, and I like that” — “Chingada cabrón..” — “Hey, watch your language, kid. What was that you just called me? Was that some secret swear word” — “It’s called Spanish, pendejo”

Keegan's eyes widened in surprise as he heard the Spanish word. He chuckled heartily and clapped his hands in mock applause. — “Wow, I didn't know you had these secret linguistic skills, kid. I should've known you were hiding something. The way you just threw that Spanish word at me…” He let out a mock sigh before continuing with a smile. — “What other surprises do you have up your sleeve, huh?”

Jemíma took a deep breath, when— she took out a small muffin with a candle from her back. Her expression turned into a warm smile. Keegan's eyes widened in surprise as he saw the small muffin with a candle in Jemíma's hand. He wasn't expecting this at all.

— “Is that for me?” —“Sí. I had to run to the bakery.. to get this because I can’t cook for shit in kitchen” — “Thank you, it’s the best damned muffin I’ve ever seen. You didn’t have to go through that trouble. It doesn’t matter that it’s store-bought or that you’re not a good cook. This is the first Birthday muffin I have received…”

Jemíma scratched behind her neck, feeling slightly guilt felt and ashamed, however she was happy to atleast bring something for someone. She wanted him to be happy.. than her terrible and horrible 16th birthday party trauma she had gone through. Keegan noticed the guilt-like expression on Jemíma’s face and realized that she must have felt bad for not baking the cake herself. He gave her a comforting smile, trying to dispel her guilt. Jemíma smiled back, took a lighter out to light the candle, the small flame dancing on the muffin’s surface.

Keegan stared at the small flame intently. He thought for a moment, wondering what kind of wish he should make. He closed his eyes, feeling a little ridiculous, but he also felt that this act was so meaningful. He opened his eyes, blowing the small flame off the candle and looked at Jemíma, his eyes filled with a mixture of nostalgia and anticipation.

“Yaaay!” — Jemíma exclaimed, clapped and sang a bit of birthday song— of course.. in Spanish, she was bilingual after all. Keegan couldn't help but laugh at Jemíma's enthusiastic response. Her cheerful clapping and the birthday song in Spanish made him feel oddly warm inside. It was a rare feeling that he hadn’t enjoyed in a long time.

— “You know, I only understand a couple of words in Spanish, but even so... I think you sing well, kid.” — “Fuck off, stop calling me kid for 5 minutes. You’re not officially 18 yet! It was your birthday Eve, dumbass” — “Hey, I'm just saying, kid. Even though it's my 'birthday eve' I still have the right to call you kid. So deal with it.”

He teased her with a smirk, using the word 'kid' deliberately to see her reaction again. “Shut the fuck up..” — Jemíma crossed her arms and grumbled like a little brat. Keegan's smirk widened at Jemíma's angry expression. He found her pouting face too adorable to resist teasing further. “Woah, what's that face for? You look like you're about to throw a tantrum.” — He chuckled and ruffled her hair, like a big brother playfully irritating a little sister. When he ruffled her hair, she shoved it away and fumed.

Keegan burst into laughter at Jemíma's reaction. He loved to tease her and get a rise out of the young and fierce girl. — “Haha! Seems like someone's got a bit of a temper, huh?”

— “KEEGAN!” — “Okay, okay, I'll stop— for now... Don't get so mad, little one. I'm just having fun with you, you know” — “First you're calling me kid, then you're calling me a little one...”

— “Yep, little one. I mean, you’re only 17— 1 year younger than me. You’re definitely a little one in my eyes”

— “Still acting like an empty headed hombre…” — “Ah, so I’m an empty-headed man, am I? Ouch, that hurts, little one.. But hey, I’ve noticed you’re quite a feisty little thing. Always trying to act tough and intimidating. It’s kinda cute”

— “And I’ll continue to be like that!”

[kooks4looks]

Carllll we are Bojack Horseman characters carlll

(Idk I realize d the artstyle was similar n I got bored)

[shellyshuppet]

This is the closest we’ve gotten to them interacting

[local-ghoul12]

mean old principle Krupp and gabs the art and music programs teacher 💚♥️

SELF INSERT GOES HARD🗣️🗣️ also there’s a Disney reference in this drawing

[bimboothefool]

Pov: You’re her pookie

Finished Doodle Batch

[tacjatz]

I don’t know y’all remember pay ( fan made twin brother for pat )

I wanted to do my own version with this and run with is it’s been a while I share this I been keeping this in a group chat with friends

Ahem his name is jasper 😔

[theoctopuswhoisscottish]

DAVE POG REAL

[sxrve]

Ocxcannon bc my school sketchbook is missing

Too early for winter dates but who cares