#my whole sketchbook is gonna be full of this man

[currently-unavailable]

i just finished watching ofmd and i thnk i am going to kill myself :D

[captainshadowshifter]

damn bro of all the parts of slbu I could fixate on now that I've been able to write again it just HAD to be the darkest one that ALSO happens to be the best fucking commentary on reality

[locallygrowndaikon]

hey guys check out the first times ive drawn each oc (ignore the scrumibbly notes i wrote down in the drawings)

here’s the first time I drew Kari, which is like a little over a year ago i think? not sure but anyways they were originally called “evil moth” LMAOO 💀💀

I originally didn’t plan on making this a full fledged story and was just a cool concept at first but then i kinda uhhh yeahhh

When i drew Eira I was like thinking of reusing a story i thought of before into Evil Moth (Kari) and I needed another character in order to reuse the story and hence, the creation of Eira. She didnt have a name until like a bit later LMAOO

LARKKK i didnt add his mask until like the next page of my sketchbook LMAOO anyways I created him after drawing a few story scenes. Like Eira he was added because i needed another character 💀💀 also like Eira he didnt get a name until like later

WOO NESS she got her name right off the bat unlike everyone else. i was gonna add the neck bow thing to her design when days of love came out (she was designed before then) but i kinda never did that ahahaha… also she was originally gonna be more of a background character and appear like once but then she kept appearing and here we are

i was also drawing the cosmetics by memory so thats why the pants are inaccurate LMAOO

Beefy Five Layer Burrito, the man himself.

anyways i wanted to slap as many ults on him as possible cus his whole personality is the rich guy with a terrible fashion sense but i was drawing from memory so i couldnt think of ults so i just slapped whatever on him

bro also got his name immediately because he started as a “wouldnt beefy five layer burrito be a great name for an oc” so name came before design

yup and thats all (most technically) of them see yall another day

[salamix]

*Sighs*

Guess who's posting about roleplay characters again? NO BECAUSE I LOVE THEM SM IT'S ALL I DRAW SOMEONE HELP 💔 Btw this is not the full drawing because apparently Tumblr decided the whole thing was mature?? 😭 Gonna try to post it back in small pieces because man this is the most wholesome thing, what smut is in there? 😞

But yeah, those are the two characters I've been drawing recently... I was debating a little on if I should post or no? Eh, who really cares. I have so many comics and drawing of them, just need to put digital and I'm coming back with a BUNCH of art!!

/Srs in like 3 months I finished a whole sketchbook + some in my notebook + other sketchbooks... Yall haven't seen what I been up to but oh well I guess it is what it is, I'm a traditional artist this is my outing & I swear, I am starving you all, you haven't seen my true power...

Gonna update profile soon!

[Made with procreate]

[psychopacifist-rm]

I’m a free man right now. I can use internet whole day, manage my time, go and just… buy the food for me and me alone. I can be sure that nobody will dig my bags and pockets anymore, nobody will control every my step, nobody will drag me out of the shower or burst into my room at night.

Am I happy now?… well, I can say so. But.

Even if I try to bury my past 10 feet under, it has reminders. Mostly it’s music, but can be a smell, a lightning or a weather, even just a sound. On my old phone I found about 234 photos of the same thing: the view from my window, which was the gap to the outer world, when I didn’t need to go to school or drive on a backseat somewhere I didn’t want to go.

And the thing that scares me is that sometimes I miss isolation. I was alone in a room 1x2 in a constant fear and hunger, but I had a whole galaxy inside. No internet, just a Bammes book and a bare rough sketchbook. Time always was slower. Nothing hurt more than now.

My happiest year was 2020, when I made my first steps into independence and tried full-time internet for the first time. That was so new, and I found that perfect balance between exploring something outside of my district and having a strict schedule.

Now I came to conclusion that I don’t miss isolation itself. I miss younger me. That fella, who never knows his diagnoses, that was hungry, but still could bear it, that had no so much responsibility. For himself, but for the whole world as well. Never knew that he came through something bad and that was not the worst. Even appearing on the global internet I feel that I need work on the limit of reality, because if I miss a day, people are stop being interested. Not gonna lie, I’m always trying to get attention only with my arts and stories, because I really want to leave only art in this world and disappear as a person forever. That’s my meaning of life - to give all my time, energy and soul to my characters until I become transparent.

Why I’m telling you that?… I’m grateful that you’re still reading. Maybe I’m trying to be more open minded, maybe I’m trying to share, I don’t really know. There are two ways: to be fully honest or to be fully silent about yourself as a person.

[intrepidacious]

What if .... by some miracle (let's just pretend, no one cares how, this is only a what if) you found Bucky again, or Bucky found you in every dream gone. Would you live in that house again? Would you live in a new one? Stare at Wakandan sunsets? Give me something happy for them, pleeeease 💙

homecoming

pairing: bucky barnes x f!reader

word count: 775

warnings: continuation, in a way, of every dream gone. implied smut. if you want this to be pure fluff, refrain from reading the last sentence. please note that my blog is rated 18+. minors dni. ageless/empty blogs will be blocked without warning

a/n: i know i said i wasn’t gonna write something else for these two but this is a what if scenario and i got inspired. also i'm sorry.

Summer was over, there was no doubt about it.

Fallen leaves were piling up on the side of the road, specks of orange and red coloring the muted gray of the neighborhood. It had rained again overnight, and the dreariness hadn’t managed to dry up yet.

Bucky wiped the condensation off the window with the sleeve of his pyjama top, rubbing sleep out of his eyes with the other hand. He was tempted to just go back to sleep, nightmares be damned. Today promised to be a day best spent in bed, ignoring the outside world and the cold that came with it.

"I made coffee."

He was smiling before he’d even fully turned around, a small weight slipping off his shoulders. He hoped he’d never stop having that reaction to your presence, no matter how used to it he got again.

"You are a saint," he told you earnestly as you handed him his mug, and it earned him a chuckle that made his stomach flip.

"You should just marry me, then," you said, humming in pleasant surprise when Bucky leaned over to kiss you.

"There’s an idea," he murmured, his grin ghosting over your cold cheek.

"I was thinking," you said as he caught your freezing fingers in his hand. One look downwards confirmed that you were once again not wearing socks, much preferring to run around barefoot despite the low temperatures. "What do you say to pancakes for breakfast?"

"I’d say you’re full of great ideas today," Bucky answered. He put down his mug on the window sill. "But I think I have a better one."

"Better than pancakes? I’d like to see tha—Bucky!"

You yelped when he suddenly picked you up, only to take a few long steps and toss you on the bed without much ceremony.

"Can’t have you catching a cold, sweetheart," he said when you looked at him with astonishingly big eyes, and he pulled the comforter up to your neck in one quick swoop.

You laughed, then, and it was still and always his favorite sound in the whole world. Everything else disappeared when you laughed, until it was only you and him and this moment.

Back in the forties, he fell in love with your laugh before he’d ever seen you. He’d been at some diner after a fight, not really paying attention to his surroundings all that much as he tiredly nursed his drink, when someone in the booth behind him erupted into a fit of laughter that hit him like lightning.

Steve was sitting opposite him, hunched over his sketchbook, and he glanced up at the noise only to do a double take at Bucky, all wide eyes and pink cheeks. There was something about you from that very first indescribable instant, even before Bucky turned around and found himself looking at the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

You never believed him when he told you it’d been love at first sight for him, but that didn’t make it any less true.

When you stopped laughing, he was still looking at you, and your gaze went soft. It was probably written all across his face, how much he adored you. How lucky he was to have gotten you back after all this time.

"Now what?" you said.

"Hmmm," Bucky hummed, rubbing his nose against yours, "let’s see."

If he could spend the rest of his life kissing you, he’d die a happy man after all.

Your fingers curled into the hair at the base of his neck, tugging slightly until he kissed you more deeply. He swallowed that little sound at the back of your throat and made it his mission to taste it again, your legs kicking the comforter away to wrap around his waist.

It was then that your stomach growled loud enough to startle the neighbors, and the two of you broke apart with a snort.

"I think I’ll enjoy your idea even more after breakfast," you said, slowly untangling yourself.

You kept giggling as he buried his face in your neck and rolled the two of you around, letting out a dramatic sigh.

Vanilla and peonies. Nothing and no one else could make him feel at home like you.

"Pancakes it is."

You made a happy sound and pecked him on the lips one last time before making your way back downstairs, step creaking. Bucky watched you with a smile still on his face, attempting to catch his breath before following you. He felt it in his heart that everything was going to be okay.

Westview was the perfect place for the two of you to start again.

:)

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[im-tops-bottom]

Chan: *huffs as he hides in his studio* I swear if Felix calls me daddy one more time in front of camera...I'll...I'll...

Han: you'll what?

Chan: *yelps and turns away from the door to see Han and Changbin working on music*

Changbin: before you ask, yeah we watched you have that whole moment

Han: so carry on, we wanna know how this plays out

Chan: well to be honest I don't know what I'll do

Han: punish him. I'll totally help

Changbin: punish the brat. We will all help

Chan: *glares at them* you guys are way too horny for Felix and there is no way any of you but Minho can tame him

Han: true

Changbin: I mean who can say no to Felix

Han: very true

Chan: we're doomed

Han: changing our name from Stray Kids to Straylix

Changbin: we're both horny and innocently craving Yongbok all the time.

Chan: and he keeps losing the group all the time

Han: perfect! When do we change our name? STEP OUT WE ARE STRAYLIX!

Changbin: *giggles* and no one tell Yongbokah, we'll just save it as a surprise. He'll be shocked

Chan: we can open up the betting pool again. Haven't done that in a while

Han: on what his reaction to the name change will be? Cause that sounds like fun

Chan and Changbin: absolutely

Han: Straylix as our first album under the new name

Changbin: hear me out. We each do a song dedicated to Bokkiiee and then do a song altogether. That'll be 8 songs

Chan: and two bonus songs so Felix doesn't get suspicious and feel left out. Have a full group song and give him his own solo.

Han: we can do photo shoots of us with our Lixie shrines

Changbin; *stares at Han* I'm sorry. Our what now?

Han: *looks between the two* our. Lixie. Shrines ... You ... You guys don't have one?

Chan: that is super creepy not gonna lie

Changbin: I have a Hyunjin one but I guess I'm willing to make some room for a Lixie one.

Chan: that's two extra creepy members

Han: I'll show you Minho and Hyunjins ones. You would think Hyunjin would have the biggest one but out of all of us in paboracha it's actually Minho himself

Chan: 😳🤨

Han: although I overheard Minho and Hyunjin Talkin the other night and Minho said that he has a trade and exchange deal going with Seungmin and Jeongin. The whole cuties dorm is just one massive Felix shrine

Chan; I'm sorry does Felix know about any of this? ... Hyunjin too changbin?

Changbin; hyunjin knows ... But I see my shrine making skills could have been more useful somewhere else

Han: I'm sure Hyung would do some offers with you for some hyunjin things

Changbin; he's got himself a deal

Chan; GUYS BACK TO THE TOPIC AT HAND

Han: oh right. Sorry Hyung. Yeah Felix knows. He was weirded out by it at first but since he loves his favorite stalkers he's just learned to accept and embrace it. We have a GC on KKT where he'll give us photos we can use

Changbin: he sounds like he's one photo away from starting an onlyfans

Han: oh I think we're getting there. We are wearing him down. He's so close

Changbin; I'll have a word with him if you have a word with Minho about my shrine problem

Han: deal

Chan: you guys are freaks. Renaming us to Freaky Kids & Chan because I want no business in thi-

Chan: *gets up too fast, trips over chords and falls forward. Backpack gets sent flying across the room and opens. Photos, photo album, camera and a sketch book comes flying out*

Han: ...

Changbin: ...

Chan: ...

Han: 😏 so you have no idea about this Felix shrine business

Changbin; *picks up the sketchbook he recognizes* this is a book I usually buy for Hyunjin to do his art

Han: ooh let's see what's in there

Changbin: *opens the book and gasps alongside Han* holy shit hyung

Han: oh wow...these are...god damn...they're very hot... do you think you guys could take photos in some of these positions?

Changbin; there's no need to

Han: hmm?

Changbin: *picks up some photos* it seems our fearless and shy leader can be a very kinky man

Han: holy shit... You really told Jinnie to draw the both of you like one of his french girls huh?

Chan: *can't do anything but sit there in shock, face blushing red. Holy body is red in fact*

Changbin & Han: *looks at all the drawings and photos to see which ones match the art*

Han: so on top of these ones that Hyuniiee took, you're out here taking random photos of Lixie?

Changbin: *smiles smugly and impersonates Chan* DoEs FeLiX kNoW aNyThInG aBoUt ThIs?

Felix: *walks through the studio room door* Hey guys Di- *stares at the mess* nner is here in the dance studio

Changbin: ...

Han: ...

Chan: ...

Felix: ...

Chan: I can explain

Han: *at the same time as Chan* he can explain

Changbin: food *races out of the studio*

[msmoon-and-the-cyberdemon]

I keep finding myself going through the TF2 OC tag so I’m gonna infodump on Jack Lore (Even if I’ve probably said it in previous posts) (Also comes with sketchbook drawings that don’t make sense!)

The man that operated on Jack and turned him into a vampire was actually Medic’s grandfather. I headcanon his grandpa was also interested in animals, and finding ways to mix their genes with humans.

Jack kills him- (specifically, eats him but I’ll explain later) immediately after the operation. Later on, Jack admits this to Medic, thinking Medic was gonna be mad at him. But apparently, due to his grandfather’s mysterious disappearance, his whole family had made a bet of how he died. A cousin jokingly said that he was eaten by a cannibalistic patient. Now Medic’s mad that he’s gonna win the bet, out of the whole family.

(Also, Medic’s okay with the whole Jack killing him. It’s not like he got to know him anyway.)

Now the thing about the “eating him”. Jack is seen with a pair of fangs, but the thing is he filed those fangs himself. The operation only gave him the bloodlust and extended lifespan, but no fangs. And with said bloodlust hitting him like a semi truck and nothing else to control him, Jack straight up devoured the doctor, to the point where the police who came to check couldn’t even identify the body. They thought it was just spilled organs from other animals.

Also- he’s afraid of surgeries and doctors, but overcomes it after meeting Medic.

Jack is half-English & half-Chinese! English on his father’s side and Chinese from his mother’s.

After his whole first arc, he reunites with his mother and spends the rest of her life with her, learning Mandarin from her, ‘dealing’ with robbers that try to harm them and helping out in her little grocery shop.

His mother dies later on. The only thing he remembers about it was finding her sitting near the window. It was a full moon.

From there, he continues travelling. A lot of stuff happens between that and him getting to the TFC, but it’s not really important.

It does influence how he got to be a V.I.P. in the Escort game mode in Team Fortress Classic.

He was a frequent one, and often got to see first hand what goes on, and it was exciting.

So, during one match, he actually swipes a gun from one of the teammates and “helps” them.

By the end of the match, Classic!Heavy (or Cain, my hced name for him) was pretty pissed at Jack, but everyone else was impressed enough to recruit him in.

Usual shenanigans happens.

Everyone learns about his case and are cool with it.

Him and Cain have a bit of a… fling during his time there. Which makes things awkward during the comic’s events

Jack was also close to Beatrice. They like messing with each other and even casually flirt, but in the end, they’re good friends.

After a few years in the team, Jack just- leaves out of the blue. Completely. He was let go to take care of some personal stuff, but as a result, history of him and his class was archived. Maybe to make sure nobody learns that there’s a way out of this job?

(I’ll end it here for now, but I’ll make a part 2!)

[wally-franks-stan]

There’s gonna b a whole page in my sketchbook just full of man tits lmao

[kaylakat2]

sharing some old (done a little over a year ago) doodles of my boys from my personal sketchbooks that have never been shown off. But I might as well since I still like them. (some of these are cropped by the placement, but I didn't want to make this longer than it's already gonna be so click each if you'd really like to see this old art properly.)

so, time to do what I always do, introduce what each thing is and dump as much info as I can about these guys (because my brain is full of minimum 15 years of their stories and I need to put it somewhere)

First two sketches are still some of my favorite moments with these two actually, because I am very soft for their dynamic before the big bad of the (to put it in basic terms) zombie virus outbreak happens. This whole scene occurs while the two are still working at the live in facility where the virus was created. Feel free to read the dialogue if you can (it's not well organized at all) but I won't be transcribing it as it's not really something I feel compelled to share about these sketches. Basic gist is Marcus hates to wake Chase up, since neither of them wants to get out of bed, so he does it as gently as he can; with a whisper in the ear and a soft kiss on the cheek. Work calls though, so they both need to get up before someone comes looking for them. (and y'know, catches them fraternizing in the workplace)

Second two were from a beach trip sketch page where Marcus visits a beach for the first time in years. Chase lived near the cost growing up and would visit the beach every time he visited home (which mostly meant in between usually years long research jobs) so, forgetting how special it can be, he's a bit charmed by seeing Marcus so excited. They do all the traditional beach things and eventually do the thing I always remember doing at the beach (even though it happened pretty rarely), and sit down for a sandwich and some relax time in the shade. Chase is also doing what I really need to do more often; wearing contacts and sunglasses and a rash guard, to keep from doing what I do every beach trip, getting severely sunburnt.

Both sketches take place pre-marriage on their timeline, which I often forget to explore in my more polished art since a good year and a half of it takes place during times when Chase was closeted and they were stuck at work, or during a virus outbreak which Chase is ruining himself trying to fix. Both cases, not the stuff I usually like depicting for these guys. I also explored a lot of the outbreak itself in the roughly 40 thousand words I wrote of their story, so a lot of it is territory I've already covered.

[ID: four pencil sketches of the same two characters, a short man with glasses and a tall man with curly hair and a beard. The first two sketches show the two men on a bed, the shorter one laying under a blanket with one arm over his head, a content expression on his face. The other leans over him looking at him with a kind expression. He leans in and gives the other man a kiss, with the other man smiling, eyes closed. The other two sketches depict the men in beach wear, one where they're walking together and talking, holding bags and a phone. In the other they're sitting under an umbrella on a towel happily eating sandwiches wrapped in paper. End ID]

[themoonprincess110]

Changes (Yakuza Fic Preview)

Characters:  Saejima Taiga & Majima Goro, Nishida

Summary: Saejima has had a tough time adjusting to the outside world since he got out of prison. Turns out Majima has trouble with adjusting too.

Tags/Warnings: Post Yakuza 4, Yakuza 4 spoilers, PTSD, Alcohol, Drug Use, Hurt/Comfort, Grown Men Crying, Angst, Grieving, Fluff, First Names, Fighting, Yasuko (mentioned), The Majima Family, Brief Vomiting, Y1 Majima Behaviour, Y0 Spoilers

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*Preview*

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“Welcome home, kyoudai.” He greeted, looking up.

“Yo. You’re up early, ain’t ya?” Majima noted, yawning loudly and walking to the fridge. His face was covered in sweat, his eye was bloodshot, and Saejima observed as the man harshly rubbed his palm against his eye patch as he grabbed a beer. Saejima grunted in response to his brother and looked back down at his sketchbook, watching from the side of his eyes as Majima promptly began to chug the whole beer in one go, then slammed the empty can on the counter, looking agitated.

“Everythin’ good?” Saejima questioned, putting his pencil down.

“Haw? ‘Course it is. Just got a headache or somethin’.” Another thing to adjust to. His brother’s strange, over the top kansai-ben and how there wasn’t a trace of his native speech left in his voice.

“Beer ain’t gonna help ya then.” He replied mildly, earning a scoff from the other man.

“What are ya, my ma?” Majima grumbled before walking into the bathroom and shutting the door, leaving Saejima to himself. The larger man decided to make some coffee so he stood up, bypassing the fancy machine that squirted weird foamy stuff into little cups, and grabbed some of the instant kind he picked up from the store. He heard water for the bath running as he disposed of the abandoned beer can in the recycling bin. Outside, the sky past their balcony was becoming lighter as the sun started coming up for the morning. Saejima made his coffee, putting away his sketchbook along the way, and deciding to make a light breakfast. He wasn’t much of a chef but he had some practice working kitchen duty behind bars, so decided to prepare some rice, grill some fish, and dug through the alcohol infested fridge for some natto. After a bit, he placed his dishes on the table, sitting down as bright yellow light began shining through the big apartment windows, illuminating the space around him. Majima exited the bathroom with a towel around his waist, his eye uncovered Saejima noted, and walked to his bedroom.

“Hey. Come eat somethin’ before ya go to bed.” Saejima called out.

“Huh? Ya cookin’ an’ shit now?” He heard through the wall of the bedroom.

“Guess so. ‘Bout time, ain’t it? C’mon before ya fall over.”

“The fuck? Ya think I’m fragile or some shit? I’m fitter than a fuckin’ fiddle.” Saejima scoffed.

“You’re gettin’ old, same as me. Might as well get some nutrition in ya.”

“Speak for yourself, old man. I’m gettin’ younger every fuckin’ year.” The man walked out with a pair of sweatpants on and a t-shirt that read something in english Saejima couldn’t read. It was a lot milder attire than what his brother usually wore these days but it reminded him of when they were kids, if not for the eyepatch which was secured back over his eye. Majima picked up a pack of cigarettes and shook one out of the box, flicking his expensive gold lighter open and moving the flame to the tip. He took a big inhale in and sighed, letting the smoke escape from between his lips. Despite the fact he had just gotten out of the bath, his face seemed pale and the dark circles surrounding his eye was prominent. Saejima wondered how much he had been taking care of himself all these years, as since he had started living here he had barely seen his brother get himself a glass of water, let alone a meal. He always did act like he would fight off sickness with his bare hands, but he was turning forty-six this year with a lifetime of bad habits. Not that he was really any better himself, but there was no alcohol in jail unless you paid a guard off, and he had been eating three meals a day, right on time. His kyoudai, though he was undoubtedly strong, was half the size of him and would sniffle half the year from hay fever. Saejima remembered when Yasuko started cooking for them after she became healthy. She insisted it was the least she could do, picking up cookbooks from the sale section and letting them taste all her attempts at new recipes. She always made extra to put in the fridge for Majima when he came by, followed by him enthusiastically encouraging her no matter how the dish turned out. The two of them would have to be on their own now, he thought gloomily, lamenting on how he would never be able to eat his sisters cooking again, then shook the thought out of his mind.

“Sit down.” Saejima urged the other man. Majima shrugged and sat across from him at the table, slouching down in the seat and tapping his cigarette on an ash tray. Saejima grabbed another serving of breakfast from the kitchen and placed it in front of him before continuing to eat. Majima assessed the breakfast on the table.

“Ya even eat like an old man.” He commented, before picking at his fish with his chopsticks.

“Nothin’ wrong with a classic breakfast. That western stuff’s too heavy anyway.”

“Ya just got outta the slammer after twenty-five years. Live a little, eh, bro?” Saejima shook his head.

“Why don’t ya eat with that mouth instead of yammerin’ away at me.” He scolded and Majima scowled, picking up some rice out of his bowl. They continued in silence, Majima barely eating any food, just moving it around with his chopsticks. Saejima noticed his forehead was starting to become shiny with sweat again, despite the fact the AC was still running. The man was looking down at his breakfast with a face Saejima didn’t recognize. His eyebrows were knitted together, his jaw clenched tightly and it was like he was looking far away despite his being eye pinned to the rice bowl in front of him.

“Kyoudai.” Majima didn’t move from where he was looking, lost deep in thought.

“Kyoudai.” Saejima repeated, a bit louder.

“What?” He finally murmured back in response, putting his chopsticks down and running his hands over his face. Saejima wondered if he was coming down with something, as he had already mentioned a headache earlier and seemed to be looking paler by the second. He reached out to feel his forehead, fingers just barely brushing over his skin before Majima jumped back, chair scrapping against the floor with his movement. He looked at Saejima with a wide eye before his face morphed into a display of anger, glaring at him.

“The hell are ya touchin’ me for!” The man snapped.

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[puppyboytranny]

Bro im looking through my sketchbook while not irrationally horny (my usual state for scribbling down sex n shit) and um. Let me take you through an abridged version of my sketchbook. Each page is a line of text

Title page, has name and contact info, and a content warning

Naked trans man holding a dildo

Creampie (with spanking)

Saggy tits person wearing a collar and a black halo.

Weaving a whole page with stripes of painted tape

Painting of a random trans persons nude

Michael DeSanta gta5 (but I transed his gender) and he's taking a huge dildo anally)

Shibari

Skeleton with a pussy

Beautiful girl a saw at work :3

High person but they are the cloud of smoke

Painting about depersonalization and how it feels to me :]

Naked self portrait

Beautiful field :) and the clouds are tdicks :)

Cartoons springtrap fnaf inspired by piemations :0 (full page spread btw)

Realistic portrait of Trevor philips gta5

Plap plap plap plap plap plap plap plap plap plap plap plap

Full page spread of mating press studies

Girl riding a transguys strap

Big dick covering a girl's face

I'll get around to posting all of these one of these days, but with ai scraping n all, it's gonna take me some time to post everything (gotta glaze everything or whatever)

:3

[springlock-suits]

Woagh!

Some violence towards children happening in this round

Had to refix the bonnie arcade and recatch the rat 👍 its so funny to me that we went back to the 80s to catch a rat. This rat has time traveled with the sole purpose of getting nearly hit with a broom. We had to use the power of time travel to find a rat. Incredible.

Wooo went back to Freddy’s and the power is still on!

Wait springbonnie hold on you better not be heading for the generator right now

He wasn't! Just checking out the stage :)

Oh man wait hold up, is this game gonna keep adding animatronics to hide from? Are Freddy, Foxy, Bonnie, Chica, and Springbonnie all gonna be roaming around? Oh man,

PHONE GUY,,,,, not the original voice but phone guy,,,,

Went to the entrance via storage room vent, and stayed inside it bc I heard Springbonnie coming. I was wondering what the animatronics would do about Oz, turns out absolutely nothing. Wait is this kids name Oz, I thought that's what we're calling Oswald. What are his friends names again?

Man, I really need to try using the phone in Freddy’s one day, I keep getting distracted by running for my life

The school calendar doesn't seem to change as days pass, though I didn't take the time to count, I expected that. Whatever the day is you're first allowed in the school must be the 16th

Oh dang I accidentally escaped the house too fast, I wanted to explore more, especially the attic

Hey what happens if I call 911

Got an achievement!

Wish there was somewhere to hide in the kitchen, I want to listen to Phone Guy!

Not giving up on this, I WILL listen to the full call

Gave up on this, I did not listen to the full call. It seems a bit luck based if you can hear it in full

If you use your phone in Freddy’s it's just the voicemails

Played arcades in Freddy's with the tokens! The save the children, collect that hats, and freddy puzzle slide

Bonnie! Ah, would could lure him out,,,

Oh! A toy freddy! That's for the firecracker kid for sure! Eh, what's the prize gonna be for then,,,

Rereading the sketchbook, maybe Bonnie needs his guitar, and guitar strings, gonna go th the mill in Jeff time then

I died and now the toy Freddy is no longer in my inventory, and won't respawn at the presents, fuck. Oh that's really really bad. Gonna exit the game and try again

Oh we are doomed. Oswald is very much under the impression he took the toy Freddy already because when I interact with the presents he says "nothing else here"

OKAY. Got into the suit and crawled out and it let me pick up the Freddy? I literally did that earlier?? And it didn't work?? Oh well guess we keep moving on with this one. And not die until the ballpit is reached

Ok nothing at the Mill actually. I am simply too ahead of the game (I now have no clue what to distract Bonnie with) (I am now much more nervous to explore and try things with the knowledge an item I picked up could disappear and not show up again) (I remain a firm hater of autosave only games)

WAIT

THE FREDDY

Could I go to the library and the fireworks are for Bonnie???

No, darn, I really thought I was onto something there, I guess I'll go to backstage in Freddy’s? Bonnie's guitar notes are really the only clue I have here

New dialogue and new quest! ..."find something to fix the guitar" ,,, ah,, to the mill I go then.

The strings were there 😊. You just gotta go to the guitar first to make them appear. Alas. Also my school bully I forgot the name of was there with a camera for some reason. Guess I'll find out next school day!

Is it really time travel though? Or more like dimension travel? I little space stuck in June 1985, where Springbonnie manifests as some monster because that's what the kids feel of him. Ah. Springbonnie and the whole "time travel" thing being a pocket of fear is a bit hindered by the rat though, since it was a real living rat taken out of there. By pocket of fear I guess I'm calling this a bit of a coraline situation for oswald

They tied Chip up to a machine to continuously get hit by a mallet?? Bonnie what??

The other child's name is make. Chip and Mike. I can remember this <-lying voice

A freddy mask just fell from the attic, also a tradeable item,,

I traded toy freddy for the firecracker, I wonder what would've happened if I tried other items? Would they have worked?

Oswald hit his bully, Freddy’s is really getting to him, and his first instinct was to go back to the ballpit after doing so

I'm sticking with this being a vague Coraline situation

THERE IS A PLACE TO HIDE IN THE KITCHEN. I MISSED OUT ON THE SECOND CALL FOR NO REASON. slams table in anger or something

Oh I guess we're using the firecracker right now then

I have 4 of 5 if dad's items, I don't have the 4th, did I miss it somewhere?

Got the prize item! A handheld gaming device, also tradable

All the stickers!

Another minigame in the prize machine. Um. I have been,,, eaten alive by a silver and blue robot dog...? I collected 6 balloons, and the 6th turned it purple, what if i collect 5

Dog room doesn't spawn unless you collect all 6. Also, this minigame seems to be based on the game's map. If so I think the dog room is in the Party Room springbonnie killed those kids in

Your character sprints out of the room as soon as all the balloons are placed, dog giving chase. And of course, the letters "c" "u" appear. See you? Or are there any relevant words that start with cu

Oh Springbonnie locked the girl in the freezer, which is less horrifying than my original assumption that she was getting put in the oven

Now where can I find something to smash the door open, probably in Jeff's?

Into the pit live blog! Gonna be putting these under readmores to avoid giving people spoilers as much as I can :p

I'll be waiting through this as I go, maybe each post will be until I reach 10 images, or am done playing for a bit

What does this even mean. I guess Creepy is easy and Frightening is medium?

I guess I'm going with Frights

Had to adjust the screen size, and we have a map! Fun, can't wait to make this in Minecraft

I simultaneously don't care for and adore this artstyle, I think it's just the sprites of people throwing me off

Ooo really old county fair ad poster

I really like the look of Jeff's pizza here, I'll be honest reading the book I was just imagining it as a very empty room. Now there's like. Walls and stuff. Incredible.

A mysterious pile of pixels, and old Freddy's stuff! Chairs most visibly. I can't tell if that head is a freddy or not

They did well with the painted over mural look!

bdjsbdks

Man it's always so fun to see Freddy's in action, I like the checkered tables in the entrance

OSWALD NO

Also, June 1985! June 26th is when two kids got lured to the backroom in late hours, later to be discovered 5 kids were linked to the case (man I'm so glad I just checked the fnaf 1 hall papers so I could put them in my room, helps me remember)

Getting in the suit is the only way to progress 😔

Ok getting in the suit wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be (I don't get caught by an employee and get in trouble for it)

Springbonnie is so creature here it's so fun. And oooh holding your breath mechanic,,

Sudden darkness and screaming! This is very fun so far

I had to leave to run errands now though 😔, so I guess I'll end part 1 of the live blog here! Keeping all my thoughts in one post as to not flood dashes and tags alike bdkbsks

[horikou]

hey bestie i'm here w/ a reqs >:3

so could the reader be ftm, pronouns of he/him plz! genre fluff/crack, and could the plot be how each of the blue period characters would take you out on a date? headcanaons please! have a great day hun, love ya! <3

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐓

pairing : various blue period characters x male reader (ftm)

summary : just a headcanon where you dating our beloved blue period characters

type : fluff / headcanon

warnings : smoking, dysphoria

note : OKAY SO!! i didnt read the "take you on date" so this headcanon is more of general dating headcanon aaa, im so sorry!! this might not turn out that good because im not experienced on writing ftm reader, so this might be more of a male reader but i tried my best albsosjs so i hope you like it zeph ! this might be a bit ooc since i havent rewatched bp for a pretty long time hshshs </3 (new: this is very old and its very shitty im so sorry)

YATORA YAGUCHI

very very sweet boyfriend.

if you had problems with your grades or a subject you dont understand, he will helped you with it.

boy, he is smart, im jealous.

anyway, he never really told you about what he always do on very early morning, but you somehow find out.

you would scold him for smoking, and he would apologise by hugging you or a peck on your cheek.

" im sorry [name] i promise i wouldn't do that again, pls don't tell my mom " yatora said as he peck your cheek.

a comforting boyfriend.

everytime you feel sad or dysphoric, he will be there for you, cuddling you, maybe even watch movie or something.

comfort kisses all over your face.

he will not push you to tell him what makes you felt this way.

" it's okay [name], im here with you now. "

he has a whole sketchbook full of drawings of you.

he was scared when you found this book and will think that he's creepy, but it seems like you loved the drawings so much, he was glad that you liked it — instead of being creeped out.

RYUJI AYUKAWA

(im gonna use they/them pronouns for yuka, since yuka is genderqueer based on lgbt characters wikia)

you both always there for each other.

when you felt dysphoric, they will be there to comfort you.

when yuka feel sad (mainly because of their family problems) you will be there for them.

both of you are kind of similiar in some way.

and that makes you guys closer.

you guys understand each other feelings so well.

shopping date with yuka !

when you guys on a date, you two will mostly go shopping.

yuka will choose your clothes and you will choose their clothes.

" [name] ! try this one out ! "

yuka taste on clothes are so good you cant change my mind.

yuka has an instagram account (over 120K folls if i could remember) and there are many posts of theirs that has you in it, mostly selfies while on date.

yuka has an instagram story highlight dedicated for you only.

their grandma loves you so much.

she sometimes asked you — when you are visiting yuka — some questions that mostly flutter you.

she also sometimes saying that she can't wait to see you and yuka married.

" when are you two will get married ? "

" i can't wait to see yuka marrying you, a handsome young man, in the future. "

i got doraemon stan by me 2 flashback aaaa—

HARUKA HASHIDA

strange but lovely guy.

you probably met in an art museum or tokyo art institute.

dates mostly eating/buy drinks first at a cafe or restaurant, and then went to an art museum or somewhere calm.

you know that he has a weird fetish on art, but you thought that its unique.

hashida definitely hiding something in him, like how he express his arts, you know that there is something going on with him.

you always ask if he's alright and he will said like,

" im okay, no need to worry about me, [name] "

and laugh it off.

i havent read the manga yet but im sure there is something going on with this dude.

whenever you feel dysphoric or sad, he will let you talk about it and listen to you, if he can, give an advice or comfort talks.

if you dont want to talk about it, its fine to him.

he looks like a cuddly guy to me.

he probably will went to you from behind without you knowing and just hug you out of nowhere to scare you.

" ah, sorry love, didn't mean to scare you like that~ "

he knows what he just did.

teasing you like alot.

he let you braid or do his hair, he likes it when your hand caressing his hair, its comforting.

YOTASUKE TAKAHASHI

first week when you guys started dating is kinda awkward.

he is pretty shy, but also kind of blunt.

he often says things from his head without explaining the other what he meant.

he is scared if he accidentally said something that doesnt sounds like what he meant to you.

he is scared to accidentally hurt your feelings :(

he is pretty bad at showing his feelings, and you understand.

he mostly shows affection by holding hands or hugs.

he is still shy about kissing you.

when you felt dysphoric or sad, he panicked.

he is bad at comforting and he doesnt know what to do.

he ended up just hold your hands the whole time while either you talk about what happen or cry out your feelings.

" im sorry if i am.. bad at comforting you, i will do better next time "

doesnt really enjoy pda, but holding hands are okay for him.

its hard for him to say " i love you ", so he will caressing your hand with his thumb — while holding hands — three times, meaning that he loves you and he is there for you.

his mother is very sweet to you.

she sees you like her child (or in law).

him and his mom often talks about you on dinner.

mostly saying things like,

" isn't he the perfect guy. "

" im glad that he and you are doing well with your relationship "

" he is such a gentleman is he? "

and my man yotasuke right here, just nod with a red blushing face.

MAKI KUNAWA

shes very sweet and caring.

if you feel sad or dysphoric, she will give you a lot affection.

like, hugs, kisses, comfort talks, and she also gives you some foods.

" let it all out [name], its okay "

lunch dates!

everytime its lunch time, you two will meet at a spot and have lunch just the two of you.

she often share foods with you.

she is pretty emotional and lack of self confidence in her abilities because her sister.

you are one of those people that maki feel comfortable to when she talks about her life.

you compliments her a lot from her arts, or things that she did.

your compliments always made her days better.

i love her sm ksbsks i want to hug her so bad.

© HORIKOU ✦ do not copy, repost, or modify my works.

[sukunasbabymama]

Dating Mitsuya Takashi.

⌗ Warnings: excess of fluff maybe.

This man… this king… this everything.

I think rather than waiting for ages to show interest, with Mitsuya you would know it one way or another.

So, you have moved in on the apartment across from his when you were teenagers and you would always bump into each other.

The day y’all actually talk properly was on laundry day when both of you were on the roof hanging out the clothes.

“Name’s Mitsuya Takashi,” He says out of nowhere while walking to you to help you hang out a big ass blanket.

“Oh, the name’s Y/N, a pleasure,” You smile at him.

After that you got into a hubby friendship with him, that’s the only way to describe it.

How’s that?

As I said, he didn’t make a fuss of his interest in you. You seem pretty since day one and later on, his interest turned full-on romantic.

You do the laundry together, talking about such simple stuff as to which fabric softener smells better.

He waits for you outside the building with his sister and you would take them to the daycare, then he would walk you to your school and go to his.

After school he would do the same, waiting outside your school for you, then looking for his sisters and going home. You would be carrying Mana in your arms while he carries Luna on his back.

At home, both of you would make lunch for everybody, and when I say this I included some for his mom and yours so they have something to eat when they come from work.

The only bad thing is, yall got a little too used to this and because of that, that dynamic went on for ages, and when I say ages I mean a lot of them.

Now you were a whole adult and so was he, going stronger than ever on your hubby friendship.

But that’s exactly why he decided, almost 8 years later, that it was time to put a better name on what y’all got.

That day you were at his apartment letting him take measurements of your body because he likes to make clothes for you.

At some point, he was measuring your waist and end up trapping you between his arms from behind.

“Taka? Want to cuddle now?” You say in a happy tone while resting your head on his chest.

“No, but would like for you to be mine,” You turn around and slide your hands till they’re interlocking behind his neck.

“But I am,” You say simple, y’all be going at it for a good amount of years, it’s not like you didn’t know since the second day of meeting him that he was interested.

“I want the title,” He explained and you let a satisfied hum. He wants you to claim him? Say no more.

You bring his head down to you and kiss him, humming at the way his hands circled you tightly. You start giving him short kisses on his lips, cheeks, jawline, but he looks for your mouth again, eager to memorize your taste already.

“You have that for 8 years now,” You whispered happy on his lips and he smiles. “My man”

And now y’all were going strong than ever in your relationship.

Y’all move together like two months later, and nobody was surprised because duh, that was supposed to happen.

Luna and Mana, now teenagers, go almost every day to your house to hang out with you after you come from work.

They also beg you to convince Mitsuya, now a full-time fashion designer, to make tops for them. And you would make that your mission.

When you’re alone just drinking wine with him you would straddle his lap, his hand flying to your hips.

“So, pretty boy, the girls were here today and—”

“I’m not gonna make tops for them, they already have a sample of almost all my collection,” He says with a smile, looking at you with adoration. You pout.

Oh, so you need to bring out the big guns.

“But, daddy… I want to match with them,” You whispered and you see his eyes roll to the back of his head.

“Go bring me my sketchbook,” He murmurs and squeezes your hips.

And that’s how you now have the Mitsuya Takashi wrapped around your finger.

You weren’t just the first person to see his design, you were the person that inspired him.

Because of this, you would be reading a book on the bed and he would be by your side making some sketches.

Would say “you okay with revealing clothes? what do you think about this? Thought it would look good with your figure”

Hakkai would go to your house to hang out with Mitsuya.

Talking about Hakkai, he’s okay with you. He was forced all those years ago to see you every day, that without even knowing he was okay enough to be in your presence.

Mitsuya would plan the best dates for when your days off coincide.

But that’s rare since you work in different lines of work so he makes every night a date.

Every night, not even caring if one of you is tired, y’all would have dinner together, talk about the day and some more and do your night routine together.

On some days he would tag along with you on your skincare routine and on other days you would tag along in his bath routine.

Arguments, oh arguments.

They weren’t inexistent, but because of y’all attitude towards each other, they never escalated.

Why? Mitsuya has the “we don’t go to sleep angry” and you have the “both of our points of views are important”

So y’all would just sit on the couch and talk about what’s bothering you or not you specifically but in general. Like something about the rent, bank stuff and so on.

Y’all would also fight about Luna and Mana but it’s not a real fight, more like you being a menace to his sanity.

“They can’t go on that business trip with you, is in another city,” He says in a serious tone, his sisters looking between you two.

“They are going to go, I’m going to pay for it,” You tell him.

“They’re my sisters”

“They’re my daughters,” He rolls his eyes with a smile. How can he say no when you love him and his sister so much that you speak about them like that.

“Do as you wish, princess,” He whispered feigning defeat with a smile.

He’s a sucker for your lips.

No, really, 6 out of the 7 days of the week y’all have a heated make-out session.

He said something about making up for the lost time.

“Baby, c’mere” He would say out of nowhere from his desk, you go and he put one hand on the back of your thigh and with the other pulls your hand softly so you are now straddling him.

Without missing a beat he brings you to his lips and kisses you like there’s no tomorrow.

And you never rejected the opportunity because it’s?? Mitsuya?? Takashi??

The day the relationship took a whole turn was just like the confession, improvised, out of nowhere.

Mana was in the hospital because of appendicitis and you went to visit her but for some reason, they weren’t letting you get inside. Talking about you not being family.

Mitsuya looks at you from inside the room and smiles.

“Oh, it's family, that’s my fiancé,” The nurse apologized and let you enter.

You run to your baby girl and give her some things she asks you to buy, you kiss her forehead and froze.

“F-fiancé?” You look at Mitsuya and his smile widens watching you in shock.

“Oh? Wait—”

He stands up and walks to you, he then takes a knee, and your eyes couldn’t be wider.

“I been thinking about this since that day I help you to hang clothes 12 years ago, but you know, we have our own rhythm,” You are already crying and he doesn’t even have a ring, he’s just on his knee. “Want to have another title, baby”

“Which one?” You cry and he laughs.

“Your husband,” He says and you hiccup because why this mf has to be so unpredictable.

“Yes please, be my husband,” You say in a cry, and everybody in the room cheers.

“Don’t take the attention of the gorgeous of the family from me!!” Mana says and you laugh.

This is officially your family now.

More than they already were.

@saturnmitsuya this is yours bestie, all of it. @milliumizoomi Ali bby~

[amanei]

☆! artist s/o

★! pairing(s) - itadori x gn!reader, megumi x gn! reader, gojo x gn!reader

♡︎! warnings - mentions of overworking, tooth rotting fluff

★! notes - haha this is my first post and i'm scared :DD

★ . . itadori yuji

absolutely loves your works! portraits, paintings, sketches, everything you do makes him proud!

always helps you come up with ideas, his imagination is beyond expectations. so he'll give you some bright ideas

for the love of god, show him how you do it, he's always so curious when it comes to art

he will stick by your side whenever you're drawing/painting

"wow! so you actually drew that scene from the hunger games!?" itadori exclaimed, looking at drawing with sparkles gleaming in his eyes staring in beyond amazed at how amazing the drawing looks.

"oh! sorry yuji it's only just a sketch. let me just - " you grabbed a marker, uncapping it with your thumb. then began outlining the sketch with intense focus.

beside you, yuji was looking at your hand tracing the sketch over with the marker. he was deeply entranced in the way your hand work around the sketch.

finally, he was brought back to reality when he heard a sharp click coming from the marker. he looked at your hand, covered with smudges of black ink, then turning his attention to the drawing. this time his eyes displayed actual stars of amazement.

"WOAH! y/n this is so cool!!" you smiled at itadori's praise and his excitement, not noticing he slipped his hand in yours.

"wait, yuji you'll get ink on your hand!"

"meh, don't really mind" he smiled up at you.

this boy is so delighted that you enjoy art as a whole

★ . . fushiguro megumi

he's always there when you need help with anything. need new supplies? he'll buy some. need help cleaning up? he's there. need a clean cup of water? done and done

but he cares about your health as well. don't expect to be awake past 10 p.m stressing over a portrait

the creak of the door snapped you out of concentration, and looking over your shoulder. there stood megumi holding a cup of clean water. "here i dumped out the dirty water." placing the cup off his hands and placing it on the table beside you.

"thanks 'gumi!" you smiled brightly up at him, paint covering your face.

"you really should finish this tomorrow..." megumi looked at you with a stern, yet worried expression. yes, he was worried at the fact that you were overworking yourself.

"oh don't worry about me, i'll go to bed in 30 minutes."

"you said that an hour ago."

"oh come on 'gumi i'll be fine!" you pouted up at him. he sighs "fine. but i'm gonna stay with you until you come to bed."

"sounds good to me!" picking up your paintbrush an continuing your unfinished painting.

megumi watches your hands work on the canvas, he's in love with the way work. your face full of concentration, working your magic on the canvas. however, your focus was slightly interrupted when you felt a slight weight on your shoulder. megumi was peacefully sleeping on your shoulder, slight snores bringing your attention to him.

you chuckle "and you said you were gonna watch me paint."

obviously he's gonna show you off, i mean look at the man! he's bragging about how talented you are to nanami. please help him

★ . . gojo satoru

but no really, gojo goes out of his way to showcase how amazing your art is

however, gojo satoru is the cheekiest of men. so he wants you to draw him

if you decline? he'll pout at you and begin whining, causing you to agree

"satoru stop moving, i won't be able to sketch you like this." you stared at gojo with a menacing look.

"well i need to find the perfect angle first." you roll your eyes at his antics, still waiting him to settle down. "alright, this pose is perfect!" you sigh and adjust your sketchbook on your desk, then grabbing your pencil.

"make sure you get every detail on me." he winks at you, causing you to roll your eyes for what seemed like the hundredth time.

after an hour, you finally finish the sketch, placing your pencil down and stretching your arms. what you didn't notice was gojo's head resting on your shoulder.

"sooo? how did it turn out?" he poked your cheek to gain your attention.

"meh. i guess it looks ok." he turns his attention to your sketchbook, his blue eyes observing the sketch through his sunglasses.

"ok!? this absolutely amazing y/n!" he blurts out, then sliding his arms around your waist, giving you a hug.

"i have such a talented s/o."