#janny the doll

[amalia-red-22]

Janny portrait

Experimenting a little bit

Character belongs to: @/ idolaelyartist

[mechanyex]

Una de dos, dibuja a Janny o a Magne.

Que a cada rato me come la duda de como se vería en tu estilo ✨✨✨👁️👁️✨✨✨

VAVA ORITA LAS DIBUJO :D (nomas orita pq ando haciendole de comer a mis primos chiquitos xd no tardo mucho)

UPDATE:

DIBUJE A AMBAS, PUM:

Se que dije que no iban a tener color pero, no podia dejar a Magne en blanco y negro, lo que más me gusta de ella son sus colores justamente 😭

A Janny la coloree tmb pq ya tenia ratote sin dibujarla so-

🗣️🗣️🗣️

Ah tambien esta la versión coloreada sin pupulas de Janny:

VERSIONES EN B&W:

Magne Iztli:

Janny the Doll:

Con pupilas//Sin pupilas:

Espero te gusten mucho, disfrute dibujarlas wey, te amenazo con dibujar a tus otros ajolotes 🫵🏼🗣️

Ay gente, queria hacerle @ a Aely pero me da penilla JAJA

Si alguien quisiera hacerle @ por mi.... :'v

[tripthelightfatality]

Hey guess what

Let me give the this real bad Janny thought

18+ NO MINORS

“Can’t be a good girl to save your fucking life huh?”

Jake was knuckle deep inside your aching cunt. This was the third time he’s switched with Danny to abuse your sweet spot.

“You better answer him, doll face”

You tried to form words but nothing came out, only pitiful whimpers. Danny slowly rolled the pad of his finger against your clit; Eliciting a nasty moan from your chest

“Please….p-please”

Jake leaned in and nipped at your neck and ran his tongue against the red skin. Sinking his fingers deep into your g spot, the relentless pleasure began immediately. A loud moan ripped from your lungs as you felt something unfamiliar

“I-I’ll be good…please I promise”

The fingers swiftly pulled out of you and a new set took its place. Danny slowed his rhythm down a little just to tease you.

“Oh it’s way too late for that, angel. You made your bed and now you’re going to fucking lay in it”

[edupunkn00b]

Progression, Chapter 6: Eyes Closed

Photo by edupunkn00b

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The Muse finds someone who needs his help. Written for @imnotgrimimjustagrumpyreaper's @dukeceit-week-2024, Day 6: Body Swap WC: 1303 - CW: a child in peril, minor character deaths (unnamed characters, not the child) A little mind-bendy (that's a bit of a given with Remus' Illusion powers, though.)

The Muse ran.

Broken bits of brick from the latest building lost to ivy battered bare feet and the tangled underbrush threatened to drag him to the ground. He stumbled, feet wetted with crushed moss and blood slipping on the forest floor.

“I see you!” A deep voice sing-songed and echoed against the trees, laughter coming from everywhere at once. "You can't hide from us!"

His lungs burned and he’d lost count of the scratches and bruises on his shins, his arms, his face. They’d first spotted him at dusk down by the creek and he’d been on the run ever since. Every time he thought he’d escaped, every time he thought he’d hidden well enough and long enough, they’d see him trying to sneak away and once again, they’d pick up their hunt through the dark woods.

He dodged to the left, crashing blindly into the thicket and hoping it might slow his much larger pursuers. Thorns grabbed at his skirt, tearing at his skin but he kept running.

His skirt?

The Muse forced his eyes open and stared up at the bright ceiling lights in his room. No, not his skirt… there was someone else. Someone close. Someone hurt. 

But they were getting further away and it was getting harder to fight through the buzzing shield around his room. The Muse rolled onto his stomach. His hands and knees were scraped raw, muscles screaming under the strain of movement. When he closed his eyes, he saw the forest, tasted the moss and dirt. And blood.

Inch by inch, he dragged himself to his door. Using first the handle, then the frame, he pulled himself to his feet and palmed the control. His own weight pushed the door open and he fell past the shield and out into the hallway.

Color and light and ice and fire consumed him and filled him to bursting. The world crackled through his nerves, through every cell. A tiny child laughing, clapping her hands when her doll sang. A couple yelling horrible things to each other, unbreakable dishes crashing against the wall and bouncing off back at them. The rush of air as a man fell. Fingers torn and bleeding and…

The Muse shook his head, searching for the girl in the woods. Her sweater had been itchy, sticky with sweat but it protected her arms so she kept it on. Feet numb, knees bleeding, she shivered now, tucked between gnarled tree roots, a crook filled with mold and petrified rat droppings. She pressed both hands to her mouth, muffling her pants as large men—Powereds, too, too large to be Traditionals—tromped over her hiding place.

-”Jannie…”- he pushed past the sharp static of Jannie’s usual shield. He wasn’t supposed to, he knew he wasn't supposed to, that it hurt them both when he did, but this was important. Cold ice slashed at his mind as the static broke. -”Jannie! Jannie, help us…”- His eyes fell shut again as the vision took him.

~

“Love?” Luc’s voice was so very far away. “Love… wake up!” Orange light bled through Janus’s eyelids and he burrowed deeper under the covers, hiding from the soft hand shaking his shoulder, the insistent voices in his head. “Jan!”

-”Jannie…”- The desperation in The Muse’s voice finally pulled him from his dream—nightmare? No, not a dream. -”Jannie, help us!”-

“The Muse is out,” Janus mumbled, shivering under the warmth of their comforter.

“I know, love,” Luc nodded, hands warm at his shoulder, his cheek. Janus finally opened his eyes and noticed the bright glow of Luc’s. “You were…” 

Janus became aware of the tears streaming down his face, his neck. The pillow was soaked. His throat was raw and his palms bleeding from tiny half-moon impressions. 

Luc’s eyes dimmed and he brushed gentle fingers over Janus’ cheekbone. “You were…inconsolable without…” His voice shook and he let his hand fall away. Janus’ heart thudded in his chest at the lost contact, a bird fighting its way out of its cage.

“It’s okay…” He swallowed back a sob, the temporary easement of Luc’s powers letting through the full force of everything The Muse shared. He nodded, chasing his hand. “It—than—thank you. He—”

Luc touched him again and Janus smiled, accepting his power. He sucked in a breath and met Luc’s bright orange eyes. “He needs me,” he whispered, already pushing away the covers.

“I know.”

~

-“Muse… Muse, can you hear me?”- Golden light flickered through the leaves and The Muse reached out from his hiding place, fingers scraping against lichen-covered bark.

“Jannie?” he called, high pitched and broken. And not nearly quiet enough.

“I found her!” Rough hands grabbed at him, pulling his hair and yanking him out from beneath the fallen tree. “Got you, you little—“

The man’s hands grazed bare skin and The Muse saw through his eyes now. A girl shivered before him, dress torn, hair matted with blood and dirt, rivers of tears marking her face. He released her and she dropped to the forest floor, curled in a ball.

Rage and pride coursed through his veins. Filthy lust. But Jannie was there, too, and strong, steady hands circled the faint strains of the man's guilt. Strangling it. Strengthening it.

The Muse pushed back against the foul thoughts in the man’s head and shared with him the girl’s fear, the sting and burn of her cuts, the fire in an ankle that surely must be broken.

The man staggered under the weight of it. “No, please,” he muttered. “Stop!” To The Muse or to Jannie. Or maybe to himself.

They didn’t stop. The Muse pressed both hands to the man’s head and pushed in everything he'd seen. The fighting couple. The child who’d touched a stove. The man who’d fallen—jumped?—from the factory ladder. Another man, hungry and cold, sifting through the bins outside the same factory.

Everything.

He pushed it all into the pursuer’s head. With a strangled cry, he dropped to the forest floor. His friends ran to his body and The Muse touched each of them in turn, adding the memories of the one who fell before him until the bodies of a half dozen Powered rogues lay in a heap around the little girl.

-”Go home,”- he said to her as gently as he could.

Crying, she stumbled away from the men's bodies. The Muse stayed with her until she reached the edge of town and the world around him faded to black.

~

The floor was cool against The Muse’s back and a soft blanket had been draped over his chest. Fresh stitches itched his hands and his legs. He opened his eyes just in time to see Papa Bear slip through the door, leaving him alone with Jannie.

Jannie’s hand—his bare hand! He’d taken off his gloves and just touched him—his hand was so warm and curved perfectly over his cheek. The Muse melted into the touch, the warmth. Jannie brushed away the tears leaking from his eyes. “I got ‘em, Jannie,” he whispered. “I got ‘em all.” It was important he say it. The words made it real, made the vision real. It was all real. He'd made it real and he’d done something good this time.

“I know,” Jannie said aloud, voice breaking. “Ro and Virge found the girl and brought her to her parents.”

The Muse smiled, wincing at the tug of stitches he hadn’t noticed along his jaw. -“We did it”-

“We did,” Jannie said, so quiet The Muse had to strain to hear. “Rest now, Muse. Rest…” His eyes were half-closed when Jannie slowly pushed up to his feet and shuffled to the door.

As the door sighed closed, the last thing The Muse saw was Jannie falling into Lucas’ arms, the hallway lit in the bright orange glow of his eyes.

[askpowersides]

Hello everyone!

How's everything

At the apartment complex

Oh, just darling! Really, fantastic!

Remus has been hiding creepy dolls around the place again and they keep scaring me and Janus...

I THINK IT'S GOING WELL!!! I GOT ABOUT 7 SCARES ON EMO BOY, AND 3 ON JANNY!!

At the Heros quarters

Uggghhhh I'm so BOORRREDDD, Logan hasn't come home since his last job, Patton is out "helping the hospitalized" and rapunzel is stuck in his tower!! It's me!! I'm rapunzel right now, and I'm NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT.

[idolaelyartist]

Tengo dudas sobre lo que paso con Janny y Tails doll (teddy), ¿Que pasó con ese ship al final?

Viene a mi memoria, que una vez mencionaste que la relación de estos dos (y cito) "fue algo que no pudo ser" ¿por qué?

Me pica un poco la curiosidad.

Sin complicaciones, en si no tenia contemplado que quedaran juntos amorosamente.

Ha decir verdad, creo que el final de Janny fue el quedarse como la cuidadora de Sally como iba a ser desde un inicio.

No recuerdo ningún momento un capitulo en especial donde Janny confesara sus sentimientos.

Creo que nunca lo hizo.

Al menos jamás lo tuve contemplado.

[yzeltia]

FFXIVwrite 2023 24. Lionize

Characters: U'rahn Nuhn, Minfilia Warde Expansion: A Realm Reborn Rating: T Notes: Please don't hurt me. Prompt provided by @autumnslance

“Yahooooooo! Minfilia! Hey Hey! Let’s go out forrr a walk!”

U’rahn pushed through the doors of the Solar, ears perking as he watched the Atecendent become startled and fall off her chair as she tried to hang Tupsimati. Dashing forward, he slid under her and managed to catch her in his arms, chuckling a little as he gave her a grin.

“Thank you, Rahn. Though perhaps a knock before entering might do better for my nerves in the future,” she breathed out, moving to stand up from his arms.

“Sorry,” the adventurer apologized, folding his ears apologetically before getting a gentle pat between them, instantly flitting the back up, “Hey Hey! I can get the old man’s cane up there for you!”

“That would be most appreciated,” Minfilia hummed, handing the pieces back over to U’rahn.

The Miqo’te hopped up onto the chair once more, placing the pieces securely into the old frame, tail swishing about. Once sure it wouldn’t easily be loosed from its setting, he hopped down then clapped his hands together as he looked up at his work and did a little nod. Behind him Minfilia laced her boots then smiled.

“Did you ever meet Louisoix,” the Antecedent asked.

U’rahn closed his eyes, ears twitching a moment as he thought about it.

“I think so. Everything is still kind of fuzzy even without gramps’ spell…I guess I called him that? It sounds familiar. He was with mom when she returned to help take care of Titan and Levithan. Said a bunch of big words and patted my head and told me to grow big and strong. The usual stuff you say to kids. I didn’t really understand much other than my folks had to go fight the primals to keep everyone safe.”

“I see. I suppose you are not too much older than the twins are you?” “Oi Oi! Old enough that it matters! I’m no Mi’kitten. I’m a Nuhn!”

“Yes yes, so you’ve said,” the woman laughed, heading out of the Solar with the Miqo’te to head out onto the streets.

Together, the two wandered up the large hill of Revenant’s Toll, U’rahn walking with his hands behind his head while Minfilia waved to passerybys. As they found themselves in the Diamond Forge, a hoard of Doman children descended upon them, quick to jump all over U’rahn trying to see if he truly was as strong and indestructible as the legends hand come to say. The Antecedent put her hand to her lips, giggling softly as the Miqo’te was overcome then hopped up with a roar. The children screamed and scattered, though soon returned to gather around them to demand stories of their heroics. U’rahn of course was quick to indulge.

Minfilia watched as the young hero acted out his fight with Gaius, surprised he made sure to act out Violet and Jannie’s efforts alongside him in equal strides. As he mimed the final blows, the children were called away, only one stopping to have him sign a little Miqo’te shaped doll crudely designed to look a bit like U’rahn. He beamed then signed his initials on the doll’s belly before handing it back to the very excited Doman.

“It seems the mantle of hero has come to suit you well. I’m surprised. I had thought you to be a bit of a braggart but you really do value your friends.”

U’rahn folded his ears back, “Braggart? A Nuhn never takes credit for what is achieved by the tribe as a whole. I’d have been pancaked by Ultima if it were not for my sisters-in-light. I mean, I know my Echo protects my body for the most part, but all that magic…there’s no way I could have fought alone. And fighting Lahbreha, if Violet and Jannie weren’t there to keep my head level I’d have had a hard time beating up Big Bro Thancred too.”

Minfilia smiled as U’rahn nodded assuredly at himself as he crossed his arms. Whether he acknowledged it or not, she saw the maturity that had come from stopping the calamity. He was certainly not L’loamo’s little boy anymore. More and more he was becoming a fine young man, perhaps closer to obtaining the vision he had for himself with his boasted self-bestowed title.

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t beat him up more than necessary.”

U’rahn froze up then lowered his ears, tail drooping behind him. “Yeah…Sorry about that.”

“It is in the past. He is back on his feet and up to his usual antics again. Pray, do not worry yourself about what has passed.”

The Miqo’te turned, getting on one knee before the Antecedent and taking her hands in his, “Big Bro Thancred doesn’t mean anything by all that you know! He’s just a charmer. There’s only one person in his heart.”

Minfilia flushed deeply, pulling her hand free as she looked about, U’rahn making a bit of a scene with his gesture. She gestured for him to stand, head shaking as she led them around the corner and out of the populated space. The Hyur sighed heavily then put her hands on her hips as U’rahn lowered his head apologetically.

“Rahn, I am sure you mean well…but if Thancred has someone in his heart, then it would be best to leave him to come forth with his feelings on his own. Not make a spectacle out of them without his knowing.”

“Yeah Yeah. But…I just want Big Bro and you to be happy. Urianger and Moen too! If someone doesn’t say somethin’ you might miss your chances! Someone else could swoop in and charm one of you. And then what? Someone would be left hurt,” he sighed, wrapping his tail around his leg.

“If it is meant to be, then I am sure someone will eventually speak their heart,” Minfilia assured him, face still a bit red.

“Yeah, but if it’s Urianger I dunno if anyone will understand him.”

The woman let out a laugh as U’rahn watched, grinning at himself soon after. Finding a bench, the two sat down and watched the aetheryte below, adventurers and traders blipping in and out. After a moment, Minfilia broke the silence.

“You are rather preoccupied with love lately. Is there someone you fancy?”

U’rahn blushed a little and cleared his throat, tail swishing out behind him.

“I wanna be like my old man. Before I go fulfill my duty, I’m gonna have a great love like he did with my mom. The huntresses are great and all…but that between them and a Nuhn is a different kind of love than having someone special. I think, when you’re with that special someone, it’s supposed to feel kinda like magick. And you can see it with others…I kinda see it with you and Big Bro…and Moen and Urianger too. Maybe one day I’ll have that with Shtola as well…I’m sure she’ll feel it…maybe.”

The Nuhn closed his eyes and smiled, turning his face up toward the sun. Minfilia looked to him, for a brief moment seeing his mother in him. The Antecedent touched her heart, remembering L’lolamo having said something similar to her when she was a girl. 

“How do you know when you’re in love? Well, it feels kinda like magick.”

She sat for a little while, thinking about sitting with the Warrior of Light talking about the conflicting feelings in her heart over Thancred who she’d seen as a brother up until that point and how they twisted her up inside. Feelings she’d still hadn’t sorted out some five years later. 

“Well, if it is magick like you said…perhaps we should both make an effort to be more honest with our feelings. Why don’t you tell Y’shtola how you feel first? Perhaps one of the four of us will work up the courage by example.”

U’rahn’s face burned with embarrassment, “Tell…Shtola? N-No no. I couldn’t. I still have just a little more growing up to do. We’rrre both still young!”

Minfilia leaned back, staring at the Miqo’te in confusion.

“U’rahn, how old do you think Y’shtola is exactly?”

“She said twenty–three.”

The woman grit her teeth, withholding a laugh the best she could less she have to correct him and earn the lady Archon’s ire. Shaking her head, she let out a content sigh then looked up.

“Well then, I’m sure we’ll have plenty of time too to figure out what is in our hearts. With you rooting for us, I’m sure one day we might find our ways to one another.”

[wonhosmistress]

Besos En Guerra l KSJ

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings?: None PURE fluff, some angst and melancholy/longing feels

A/N: Upon attempting to continue a Taemin "drabble" I'm currently working this was created for a dear friend @taehyungsgrowl of mine and she did not ask for this, but I decided to write her a little something for her on Valentine's day to tell her how much I love and treasure her. :)

I would also like to add that this is by far one of my fastest works. So this might be messy and confusing because I got lazy editing towards the end.

(Constructive criticism and reblogs are appreciated!)

It had been two months almost three since Jin had enlisted in the Military. The wait felt agonizing, this was only just the beginning of his service and he needed to complete a couple more months before being discharged.

Y/n stared at the pictures they took together before he enlisted. She missed all the cute dates they had specifically the Netflix and her favorite being their private backyard late-night movie nights as the breathtaking light from the full moon shine beneath them.

God

How she missed Jannie's soft,feather-like against her skin and the way he kissed her like as if he was going to never see her again, but that was far from the truth because no matter what she would never let him go. 

She refused to.

Seokjin loved and treasured her, unlike any past partner she had in her past not only that but he left an imprint on her heart. 

Ding

She snapped out of her melancholy thoughts, sneaking a glance over to the table that her phone was laying on noticing the familiar name pop up.

______

Hobi: “bestie, get up!!”

Not bothering because she wasn’t feeling up to it. The cloud-like feeling as well as the comfort of the warmth of her bed sheets gave her, told her to remain in bed until Jin came back. An hour passed and she went out like a light after leaving Hoseok on read. Knowing damn well that he was going to hold it against her but at this point? She didn’t care.

She fluttered her swollen, tired eyes at the feeling of the sinking mattress, looking straight at hobi’s bare face with a black mask adorning and covering his chin. 

Him smiling directly at her before his smile 

quickly turned into a frown. “Don’t tell me, you’ve been crying nonstop?”

“I know it’s ridiculous. I just miss him so much Hobi.” tears threatening to spill once again, he scooted closer to her and embraced her in a warm hug. She felt safe with her best friend, thankful for him and his caring nature slightly similar to what she missed from Seokjin.

“C’mon, get up and wash that beautiful face we’re going out whether you like it or not .” She didn’t feel like it but felt like she had to get out of her lovesick funk.

Hoseok waited for her in the living room as he exchanged texts with his group chat.

———

Hobi: I’m going to try to get her out of this place.

Yoongi: How is she?

Jimin: I called her so many times, but she’s not picking up 

V: I feel bad :(

JK: I thought I missed Jin-hyung…

RM: I got news!

———

“I’m ready.” She said in a monotone. Hobi looked up at her and smiled before pulling her out the door with him

After Hoseok forced her out of their place she felt slightly better but not up sadly still not her usual self. The guys had texted her this morning to get all dolled up. She didn’t know for what but she wasn’t even going to put up a fight because they would all burst through her door and drag her out.

She met up with them at a fancy restaurant, everyone got up and greeted her before sitting back down. “What’s the occasion?”

They all stared at her and smiled which she found odd.

“Anyways, what would you like to eat?”, Joon asked steering the conversation from the obvious.

“Yeah, it’s on us.” Yoongi clarified.

They went on about placing their orders and keeping each other updated on their lives as well as hints on their solo projects. She admired how close they all were and that they went out of their way to cheer her up but truth be told, she wanted nothing more than to be with Jin. 

She felt a light touch on her hand which made everyone stare directly at her. “What?”

“Why are you guys being weird?”,

Her eyes went from them to the person sitting next to her. She slowly removed her hand not taking into consideration that it was Seokjin. He reached for her hand and held on to it as if the universe was going to separate them from each other. It never occurred to her how badly she yearned for Jin’s touch until he was right in front of her.

She pulled him in and embraced him melting into what felt like the most tender hug that has felt in what seemed like years and felt all her blood rushing to her cheeks. Completely forgetting about everyone else that surrounded them,

"Baby, why are you crying?" Jin said pulling away from her and wiping the tears away from her pink, warm cheeks. 

She was left completely speechless as Jin sat across her, "I hate you..." she told him in a low voice as her eyes looked down at the floor trying to avoid his amorous gaze.

"Guys, we love you both but please. Let's eat and y'all can eye-fuck each other later." Hobi told them jokingly.

She appreciated and thanked them that they all took her out but out of the entire day. What really took her by surprise was that Jin was even out with her but she didn't even try to question it, she wanted nothing more than to spend as much time as she could with him. They all said their goodbyes and went their separate ways to allow them to have their time together.

"You must be really confused.", Jin told her as he held onto her hand.

"Yeah. I am."

"This is going to sound ridiculous, but there was a talent show held and who's ever team won their team would win vacation time and so here I am."

Was he serious?

So many questions ran through her head but decided to leave them alone.

The breeze was felt even after wearing a trenchcoat they both stopped walking and stood a few inches away from the railing that blocked them from the river. She felt Jin's arms around her waist savoring the moment together and his head resting in the crook of her neck something so simple that she missed dearly. They remained silent and fixated on the view of the river.

"You have no idea how much I missed you," she said in relief as she tightened her grip on his hands that rested on her waist.

"Believe me I do. You're so needy," Jin joked giving her a delicate peck on the cheek.

She attempted to playfully hit him but she couldn't because of how tight his grip was on her that was until he let go of her giving her the opportunity to wrap her arms around his tall figure. He giggled in joy at how short she was compared to him and gave him a hurtful expression, hoping that he would feel bad and he did. And so to avoid making her feel more heartbroken he leaned in giving her the kiss that she ached and longed for the longest time, she felt her entire body and soul surrender to him.

[zoofles]

Hello. :) 1-3, because I believe that to be a fun sort of deal to answer for most, as well as 13. Feel free to skip over any. -Hibiscus F.

Helloooo!!!! Jonnik is too scared to answer so he’s ruled out n Sameen refuses to answer himself so I’ll be talking for her 👍

1. Which headmates are the iconic couple

This has to go to Jin and Benji they are so iconic even if Jin terrorises everyone -Bibi

SAMEMER AND TAPEWORMS -Rhys

The tapeworms thing is a very weird inside joke that Sameen is NOT happy abt SGJJF -Bibi

(I apparently need to make it clear that Sameen has NevER had tapeworms 😭-Bibi)

2. Which headmates are the unlikely couple

At first glance I’d say Jonnik and Banjoh but they actually make perfect sense if u know them… Rhys and Jannis however make no sense no matter what DHKHSH -Bibi

Hmmm :^) not too sure… -Jannis

💕🌷ohhh, anyone with Meenie. I always assume someone is either an idiot or has no self preservation when dating her.💕🌷-Cerise

I second Tulip, anyone with Doll. Big red flag to me, I always know something is up. -Banjoh

Wait now I know. Bias and Sybill. I really wasn’t expecting a best-friendship between those two… -Jannis (😭not sure I’d call it best friends but ok -Bibi)

I DONT HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY -Rhys

3. Which headmates were enemies at first and now best friends and/or a couple

Rhys and jannis 👍-Bibi

Big Fella and Rhys. -Banjoh

💕🌷Banjoh and Jannis🌷💕-Cerise (she got a funny look)

13. What headmate has a skill that the body doesn't usually, but when they front the body gets it (or almost gets it)?

Everyone. It’s freaky. Almost all have accents, Banjoh is the only one who can mask as me. Jonnik is very good with medical stuff and animals/plants (I’m meh!)! Banjoh has a craaaaazy different pain tolerance (mine is good but his is better). Sameen is freaky good with spiritual things and can see spirits/auras etc (I’m ok but I have zero control and get scared easy). Jannis is very good at one-glancing someone and knowing exactly if they’re good or not vibe wise (I’m not). Cerise is great with clothing repair (but I suck at it). I could be struggling with my computer or phone and freaking out and sybill will front and fix it in a couple minutes (one time a few seconds) which is always cool..plus whenever they help me make music it always sounds soooo much better. Oh and Banjoh can do piercings. + anyone who draws has very different art styles and preferences

When it comes to languages it’s a bit more tricky. Like fr example Rhys knows mandarin (don’t ask) but when he speaks while fronting it’s broken or just missing, same with others and languages. Certain Physical skills also get tangled like playing instruments??? —Bibi ,•}

Thx for askinnnnnn

[neoriots]

neo if you are a barbie doll im a cabbage patch kid people are soaking in milk and throwing against the wall lets smile okay

this visual just made me so sad.....My poor jannies.....

[amalia-red-22]

Jenny the doll

Hace mucho que no la dibujaba. Es bastante fun de dibujar

El oc le pertenece a @/ idolaelyartist

[mechanyex]

LAST REQUESTTT YAYYY! In a while...I think!

This one requested by my dear friend @amalia-red-22 , I got kinda burned out so that's why this looks a bit fugly my bad 😔

I won't do requests on a while and I'll be back to be active in my sonic acc for a bit, but dw I won't abandon ny tumblr!

[gretavanlace]

Maybe I’m biased as a Janny girl…but I think Sweet Little Toy is top tier GretaVanLace work 😘🤌🏻

Thank you, doll 💖

[randomclam24]

"Log is brimmy, coal for the count. Its all goyslop, i’m acking now. The janny says you aint make much sense, But the spam has come from the cord and they’ll Seal their master plan with Brimstone! It's Brimstone! It's Brimstone! Its Brimstone!

PPH is drainin', you're gem’s the ropes. Death is waitin', i’ma lose my hopes. Hopefully this testament will making some fuckin’ gems, But you’re listed as the only heir to whom may ‘prove the log, (but its) It's Brimstone! It's Brimstone! It’s Brimstone! It’s Brimstone

*Brimstone, yeah." 11-16

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[sleepyzz0h]

Here I give u Jannie

Jakie and Annabelle (haunted doll) mashup

McDonald's lookin thing 🫵

Dunno if I'll do anythin with her but it was fun to draw the idea :p

I have an idea

What if the haunted doll Annabelle (rag doll ver) was and animatronic 🤔

I imagine she's a entertainer for the daycare or somein idk 🤷

She looks like Ragatha lol

[askpowersides]

Is that a plushie of Virgil?? Where'd that come from?? Didn't think Villains had merch.

I make them! See, my second power has a lot to do with doll and stuffing parts, so I make stuffed animals and dolls of people I know! There's a second one up there of Janny, but I think he's hidden behind my head. Besides, that's how we look as civilians! Can't let them know what we look like on the regular.