#mashi

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[fructstricat]

Frustricat

Warming

[fudans]

Yummers.beep

Yumemrs!

[quinndecker]

2023——

2022——

Wanted to redraw this lineup of my beautiful troubled trash toaster children. I didn’t really think I had improved but provided myself wrong.

(Left to right)

Tyrone, Mashi, Rick, Amber, Max, Ruder, Ester, Picket, and Sebastian

[makethiscanon]

Ahhhh-- look at my new wallpaper by Renpaichoo 😭💕

I've been wanting a nice Ojiro background for ages and this is so cute. Look at his lil curly tail 🥺

Ren was a great artist to work with! I definitely recommend commissioning them if you get chance.

[ishrxq]

`TAKATA MASHIHO!

Tell a friend to tell a friend

HE'S BAAAAACK

[le010n11]

Araújo that's not what i was waiting for hun

[bikwin5]

"DUNGEON MASHY" comic

[loveisurvival]

i can't wait for the final episode where everyone holds hands and teruko says "i'm glad we managed not to despair during those trying times"

^my first ever teruko. also now that we're alone can I just say I fucking hate how all of these turned out so much I cannot draw good at all today but I had too many ideas

[one-bunny-a-day]

31/12/2023

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[fructstricat]

If I were a mosquito I would drink your blood for 5 hours on one spot and it would leave a disgusting mark

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Saw pregnant?

Always and forever

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Mash Burnedead with a S/O who's jealous of Lemon

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You always knew dating someone like Mash would come with its challenges. Mash Burnedead was kind, strong, and dependable, with an uncanny ability to turn heads and charm people with his unintentional charisma. Despite his obliviousness to the finer points of social dynamics, there was no denying that he had a magnetic pull on everyone around him. It was something you had accepted when you started dating him, but that didn't make it any easier when the insecurities crept in.

Lemon was one of your closest friends, someone who had been there for you through thick and thin. But lately, it was hard to ignore the way people whispered when she and Mash were together, the way their classmates would joke about how they "just seemed to fit" or how everyone expected them to end up together. Even though you knew Mash was yours, the thought of everyone else seeing him with Lemon gnawed at your confidence.

You tried to push the thoughts aside, telling yourself it was silly to be jealous of Lemon, of all people. But the more you tried to ignore it, the more it ate away at you. You started distancing yourself, pulling away from the group little by little, hoping no one would notice how much it hurt to see them together, laughing and getting along so effortlessly.

Mash noticed, though. Of course, he did. He was always so attentive when it came to you, even if he didn’t always know how to express it. His concerned looks and gentle questions only made you feel worse, knowing that your own insecurities were causing a rift between you.

It all came to a head one day in class. You were seated at your desk, trying to focus on the lecture when Lemon, in her usual clumsy way, tripped over herself as she walked past Mash’s seat. Everything happened in slow motion—Lemon’s yelp of surprise, her flailing arms, and the way she crashed right into Mash, sending both of them toppling to the ground.

The classroom erupted in laughter and teasing, your classmates wolf-whistling and calling Mash a “playboy” as Lemon blushed furiously, still tangled up with him on the floor. Your heart dropped at the sight, a rush of emotion overwhelming you in an instant.

Before you knew it, tears were streaming down your face, and you couldn’t take it anymore. Without a word, you bolted from the room, ignoring the shocked calls of your friends as you ran down the hallway. You didn’t stop until you reached your dorm, slamming the door behind you and locking it with trembling hands.

You crawled under your bed, curling into a tight ball as sobs wracked your body. It was irrational, you knew that. Mash hadn’t done anything wrong, and neither had Lemon. But the hurt was real, and it felt like the weight of your insecurities was crushing you from the inside out.

You heard footsteps approaching, and your heart clenched when you recognized the familiar rhythm. Mash was calling your name, his voice laced with concern as he gently knocked on the door. “Please, let me in. I’m worried about you,” he said, his voice softer than you had ever heard it.

You didn’t respond, too embarrassed to face him. How could you explain what you were feeling without sounding foolish or petty? How could you admit that you were scared of losing him, even though you knew he would never leave you for someone else?

When you didn’t answer, Mash hesitated for a moment before you heard a loud crack. The next thing you knew, the door was in splinters, and Mash was standing in the doorway, looking at the broken wood with a mix of concern and apology. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to break it…,” he muttered before stepping inside.

He spotted you under the bed, your body still trembling from the sobs that you were trying so hard to suppress. Without a word, Mash knelt down beside you, his large hand gently brushing against your arm. “Hey,” he said softly, his voice full of warmth. “Can I come in?”

You sniffled, hesitating for a moment before slowly nodding. Mash slid under the bed beside you, his presence immediately comforting. He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close to his chest as he stroked your back gently. “It’s okay,” he murmured. “I’m here.”

For a while, you just cried into his shirt, your tears soaking into the fabric as he held you. He didn’t say anything, just let you release all the emotions that had been building up inside you. When the sobs finally started to subside, Mash spoke again, his voice soft and full of understanding. “You don’t have to hide how you’re feeling from me,” he said. “I want to know what’s bothering you so I can help.”

You took a shaky breath, trying to find the words. “I’m sorry,” you whispered, your voice barely audible. “I know it’s stupid, but… I can’t help feeling jealous of Lemon. Everyone always says you two would be perfect together, and it just… it makes me feel like I’m not enough for you.”

Mash’s eyes widened in surprise, but there was no judgment in his gaze, only a deep, genuine concern. “You’re more than enough for me,” he said, his tone firm but gentle. “I don’t care what anyone else thinks. The only person I want to be with is you.”

His words hit you like a wave, and the tension in your chest started to ease as you looked up at him. “But… she’s always so close to you, and I just… I can’t help but worry that you might like her more than me.”

Mash shook his head, a small, reassuring smile tugging at his lips. “Lemon is a friend, and that’s all she’ll ever be. You’re the one I love. I chose you because you’re you—there’s no one else I’d rather be with.”

You stared at him, the sincerity in his eyes making your heart swell. Slowly, you nodded, the last remnants of your doubt fading away as you leaned into his embrace.

“I’m sorry for doubting you,” you whispered, your voice still shaky but filled with a sense of relief.

“There’s nothing to be sorry for,” Mash replied, holding you a little tighter. “I’ll always be here for you, no matter what. And if you ever feel like this again, promise me you’ll talk to me about it. I don’t want you to go through this alone.”

You nodded against his chest, feeling the warmth of his words wrap around you like a comforting blanket. “I promise,” you said softly, the weight of your insecurities finally lifting as you let yourself believe in the love that Mash had for you.

He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head, his hand still soothingly rubbing your back. “Good,” he murmured. “Because I’m not going anywhere.”

The two of you stayed like that for a while longer, just holding each other in the quiet safety of your shared space. And for the first time in what felt like forever, you felt truly at peace, knowing that no matter what, Mash was there for you, and that was more than enough.

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