#ngl i like how the pose came out

[rottedyogurt]

Y'all I started this for mermay and never got around to it till now xD

Izza Bloodmoon

I'm not entirely sure what creature they art, but their tail vaguely looks like a squid, so I'll go with that-

[thebramblewood]

A Very Vampiric Dinner Date, Part 3/3

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Featuring Artemisia and Kaspar by @pocketgnome!

With special appearances by Gunther Munch and Judith Ward (thank you to @its-opheliasgarden for that particularly inspired suggestion)!

Lilith: Come along. Oops, wrong room! Apologies!

Helena: Hey, wasn’t that-

Lilith: Multiple Starlight Accolade Award winner Judith Ward? She’s a regular, actually. Poor dear’s convinced weekly plasma infusions are an anti-aging breakthrough. She’ll do anything to get her fix.

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Lilith: [to Gunther] Now, let's get you out of that hideous sweater vest. [to Helena] Your turn.

Helena: Sorry if this hurts.

Lilith: Trust me. This one likes it when it hurts.

[coldshrugs]

testing me, bad but sweet ✨

happy birthday pigeon (@ahollowgrave) !!

um. i know these are meant to be oc thirst shots but for io, feeling The Most means things are a bit more. involved. :> another (more explicit) one under the cut!

[nodadraws]

It's been a while, but here's my piece for @opshankszine from last year! You can still grab the zine and other goodies in the aftersales! ♡

couple progress shots under the cut:

i had a very specific image of the composition and angle in mind and knew i'd be sitting there for hours if i had to the perspective by hand. luckily the 3d setup in csp is truly a godsend for stuff like this + used this ship model from sketchup for placement.

cleaned up the entire piece and only then realized i'd accidentally made every single red haired pirate left-handed -- did some frantic research and luckily only yasopp is definitely right-handed, but i really didn't want to redo large parts of the image to place him elsewhere so i had to compromise and just lose his gun.

rendering rendering. kept tuning the values and colors until the end and i'm still not happy with them. this is actually what inspired me to do my 10 min film studies earlier this year to focus on more decisive value/color work earlier on into painting!!

[phoenixcatch7]

Lmaoooo okay so MAJOR story spoilers ahead-

But I just finished the crisis at hyrule castle quest line (after thorough googling that I wasn't going into the final boss, of course) and went back to the landing where everyone gathered to discuss what to do next.

It was all very solemn and thoughtful, everyone theorising and letting it sink in how incredibly dangerous ganon was, and then purah and riju are like 'omg there was a sixth sage maybe we can find whatever they've left behind maybe it can help us' and then Link IMMEDIATELY speaks up like 'oh yeah about that I've already found her. Yeah she's fine she's going to help us. I've also got the master sword too by the way'.

Everyone was SHOOK. I got praise and amazement from all sides. Purah was like 'ALREADY???!! And you didn't think to TELL ME??' it was great.

Never felt more like canon link in my life. I've got a screenshot of everyone's :O?! face. Going to be riding that high for hours XD.

But it's very impressive that I managed to procrastinate so hard I managed to skip about three major plot lines just by squirrelling my way where I'm not supposed to be purely by accident lmao.

[gay-dorito-dust]

Can I have blue beetle headcanons of Jaime's lover who is adored by Khaji Da and maybe the scarab tends to always encourage Jaime to stay by his lover's side at all times?

It took a bit for Khaji-Da to warm up to you, but during this time the scarab would become a silent spectator to your relationship with their host. Khaji-Da bore witness to the sweetest moments of your relationship where you both unabashedly showered the other in an abundance of love and support in the others ambitions, dreams and aspirations; wholeheartedly believing in the others capabilities to do anything and everything.

However the one that stuck out to the scarab came down to the time you found out about Jaime was Blue Beetle at possibly the worst way. It was during his hardest fight to date against a strong villain that seemingly had him down for the count with how unnerving it was to see an unmoving Jaime. So much so that you disregarded your current circumstances to call out to your boyfriend, hanging onto hope that you could give him the strength to send this villain packing.

‘Come on Jaime, you need to get up! I want you to get up so I know you’re okay because I don’t want to continue this life without you! You’re the strongest person I’ve ever had the pleasure of getting to know. You’ve persisted through so much whereas anybody else would’ve given up and I’m not allowing you to give up now! Not when you’ve come so far! And you, Scarab, if you can hear me, I don’t want you giving up either! You both have got what it takes to win this fight! Now I want both of you to get back up and fight until that bastard doesn’t have the strength to stand back up!’ Your cries were enough to urge both Jaime and Khaji-Da to get back up and finish the fight; emerging victorious.

Khaji-Da: you heard your lover, Jaime Reyes.

Jaime: I heard them, now let’s go kick some ass.

Ever since then Khaji-Da had grown fond of you and Jaime couldn’t help but find it hilarious with how you had a sentient scarab, whom that wanted nothing more then to stay within close proximity of you at all times. Not that Jaime was complaining, he’d love being by your side constantly but has found himself being the one to tell you everything Khaji-Da is saying to him within his head.

Ngl he kinda felt like he was the odd man out but with a few of your special kisses and cuddles, that was all soon well and truly forgotten about.

Jaime: why do you want me near them all of the time, they’re safe and sound. We got rid of that villain weeks ago, so what’s your deal?

Khaji-Da: you should stay by your lover for as long as you can Jaime, for despite the danger having been subdued and peace resorted, I still wish for you to enjoy the simplicity of your courtship. They’re good for you.

Jaime muttering to himself* did I just get a blessing from a scarab to continue dating my partner?

Again Jaime wasn’t one to complain about spending more time with you, if anything the moment Khaji-Da suggests that he spend the day with you, Jaime was already two steps ahead and was already bolted down to your house before Khaji-Da could finish speaking.

Khaki-Da is also very protective over you, so that whenever the Scarab thought you were in danger, they’d take over from Jaime and get in between you and whatever Khaji-Da thought posed a threat to you. Jaime is embarrassed, like extremely so but you couldn’t help but find it funny with how quick Khaji-Da was to go on the offence when an innocent puppy came up to sniff you.

Jaime: I am so fucking sorry, that was all Khaji-Da, not me.

Khaki-Da: and I’d do it again. The puppy was encroaching on our territory.

Jaime: IT WAS A PUPPY-

Needless to say not only do you have the most perfect boyfriend but also an overprotective sentient scarab that will not leave you alone. They’re a package deal. You want the cute boy, you also get the scarab attached to his back for free. Literally.

[bloodygyaruuu]

The Sworn Partners for God's Sake

i am SOOOO ecstatic w/ how this came out! i decided to participate in @das-a-kirby-blog 's DTIYS since i needed some fun artistic challenge in my life. i will put all my thoughts below the cut because i need to yap but please look at this image for atleast 5 seconds since i spent like 25 hours on it <3

sketching this alone took some thought since i had to adjust the canvas multiple times to make sure everything fit properly. i've never drawn alot of these characters ngl, so i was a bit nervous going in so suddenly. i wanted to make all the past villians more, well, villainous looking so i just added some crazed expression and dynamic poses. i especially like how i did susie ngl. like shes giggling so wickedly i love. i gave kirby a more confused expression while bandee is in his usual worried state of mind. i also decided to make meta and dedede make sexual eye contact as lovers sworn partners. however... i decided to take dark crafter and yinyarn out back before telling them to close their eyes because, tbh, i really dont give a fuck about either of them. marx and magolor felt like much more fitting choices in the section of past kirby antagonist as i would consider them far more impactful (and fun to draw) than the ladder pair. also added blade knight cuz sword knight was there and he wasnt?? smh. oh and vul is smoking lmao.

the hardest thing in this entire piece was the line art. originally i did all my lines in black just because it's easier on the eyes when crafting all the pieces together before i layer a blue merge layer on top. i questioned whether or not to use the lineart as both eye-black and metal highlight/shadow but im incredibly happy with the result.

coloring became a tricky subject since my art utilizes very bright, vibrant colors with high chroma. i wanted to stay true to the og by only using the base colors but just... tweaking them a lil bit. i cant resist a good highlight in my art. when it came to nightmare and meta's cape, i am a longtime subscriber to the hc that meta is like his "son" in a way so i wanted to make a nod to that by making the gradient and star-design pattern of their cloaks the same.

to be honest, this was so much fun. but holy SHIT my back is on fire. shoutout to anyone who actually read this monstrosity of an artist's explanation, ur a real one. thank you guys so much for ur support and ill see yall eventually with another dumb kirby post <3.

[sgbabereview]

Name: Jolin

Age: 23

Estimated bra size: C

Our first IRL submission! This young model has tried to show her assets for the likes and we love it. Not a full slut but she sure knows how to tease with a pose.

Something about girls with bleached hair drives me crazy hard. And Jolin does not hold anything back with her cfm expression too.

“Ngl the amount of times i edge n cum to her is uncountable haha one time i came so much i almost blacked out” - Jolin’s irl friend

Just look at how high her thong goes in these pictures! Just beautiful.

Does Jolin make you cum too? Tell me when she makes you hard and let’s chat.

Submit your irl sluts and their leaks for review!

[vorfreudevortex]

a portrait of us - eight

a nanami x reader smau

masterlist

warnings: angst lol, slow burn, swearing, a little ooc, a typo or two

notes: ngl i am starting to hate this story but it's okay!! also I'm drunk but I'm posting this anyways idc. also - written portion - 1.3k words (?!!). i'm finding it impossible to not write long ass parts. also pls feel free to request or ask me anything bc i don't like this smau and need something to distract me in between writing it <3 love u bye

as the car pulled up to the museum’s front entrance, you shakily smoothed your hair and dress with one hand, the other clutching a crumpled sheet of paper with your speech.

you couldn’t decide which was more pitiful. the frizzy flyaways escaping your hastily curled hair? or the piece of stationary, painstakingly flattened but still creased, one of the thirty-two drafts you’d written, retrieved reluctantly from the hotel floor?

the driver parked as an attendant opened the door, offering a hand to help you out. the museum director approached with a reassuring smile, and a suit probably worth more than thirty of your paintings combined.

the driver parked an attendant opened the car door and offered you a hand to help you out. the director approached you with a comforting smile and a suit that probably cost more than 30 of your paintings combined.

“welcome! how are you feeling?”

“to be honest,” you replied with a nervous smile. "I'm terribly anxious.”

he chuckled, holding the front door open for you. “that’s perfectly natural. don’t worry! the patrons will love you and your work. anyone would be foolish not to.”

“thank you, director…” you murmured, his words doing little to calm your trembling hands.

the head assistant joined your walk to the gallery hall, peppering you with one question after another.

“the catering service has just finished setting up. would you please take a final sample of the gyoza and ohitashi? they don’t look quite the same as they did during the original tasting…”

“we have a very important guest from malaysia… would you like me to introduce you two when she arrives? it would be a shame if you didn’t at least find time to say hello…”

“are you absolutely certain about the painting for the final reveal? i know you said it’s special to you but the other assistants and i agreed that the other one would-”

“alright, that’s enough questions,” the director interjected as you neared the gallery hall. you let out a small breath of relief. you thought you might burst if another word came out of the assistant’s mouth. “please go make sure the waiters have the champagne chilled and poured.”

“thank you,” you whispered to the director as the assistant walked away.

“please, don’t thank me. they can be so overbearing. sometimes, it’s better to just let things flow as life means them to,” he replied with a smile.

“yeah…” you replied, glancing at your paintings, their eyes seemingly judging you.

“i can see you’re terrified, and that’s okay. you’ve never done this on such a big stage before!” he laughed. “but truly, it’s not all that different than a smaller exhibition.”

“i don’t think i deserve to be here.”

“if you didn’t, you wouldn’t be.”

you looked at the director, letting his words calm your nerves a bit. your gaze wandered to one of your paintings, a vibrant reinterpretation of jeanne: spring by édouard manet, now alive with bold reds and yellows. 

it was both different and familiar, evoking nostalgia even in those who knew the original. the abstract strokes depicted a striking dark-skinned woman you had met in the park, with bright orange braids cascading down to her waist, her skin glowing against the polka-dotted umbrella she carried.

upon meeting her, you had eagerly asked to paint her, offering what little savings you had left in return. she had given you a sideways smile and agreed, letting you capture her portrait for free.

over the next week, you posed her in your small apartment, finding moments between both of your busy schedules. when you finally showed her the finished piece, she grinned again and said, “oh sweetie, you’re gonna be big one day.”

though she couldn’t be here in tokyo, her spirit was with you, embodied in the painting with that sideways smile even the umbrella couldn’t overshadow.

"onee-san!"

your attention shifted from the painting to the other side of the room, where a group was led by itadori yuji and his toothy grin.

"itadori-kun!"

“and me! hello?” satoru added playfully.

“of course, you too,” you smiled. “thank you for coming, i'm so thrilled you’re here. you all look amazing!”

“no, you look amazing. and i wouldn’t miss this for the world,” satoru said, hugging you. "onee-san, i want you to meet all my students!”

as he finished introducing you to the first and second years, a warm hand rested on your shoulder. you turned to see an old classmate, now with long hair and a familiar pair of boots.

“shoko ieri, take my shoes off right now!” you laughed, throwing your arms around her.

“um, no way. you never even wore them when you had them,” she teased.

shoko's expression softened as she noticed the tears welling in your eyes. she looked just the same, but you couldn’t help noticing the worry lines between her brown, evident even with her smile.

“i didn’t think i'd see you again,” she said quietly.

“me neither… i'm so-”

“-stop talking,” she interrupted. “we brought gifts for you!”

you let go of shoko while yuji held out a large bouquet of blue and pink daisies.

“oh, stop it!” you exclaimed, taking the flowers. “they’re beautiful. thank you all so much!”

“we’re not done yet! there’s more,” satoru said slyly, holding out a small black box.

your heart nearly stopped when you pried the lid open to reveal a large pearl pendant on a gold chain.

“you-”

“-there’s more. look under the velvet,” shoko urged. you carefully lifted the padding to reveal a check with the note “a commission for the staff and students” made out for…

“ten million fucking yen?!”

“whoa, language!” satoru laughed. “kids, go run and play or something.”

“shoko, did you know about this?” you panicked as the students filed away with quiet giggles. “i seriously can’t accept this!”

“yes, you will,” shoko retorted, crossing her arms.

“a commission for what?”

“girl, did you even read the check?” satoru huffed playfully. “you’re gonna paint a portrait of the staff and students at jujutsu high. and hopefully, instead of ignoring us, it’ll cover a plane ticket back so you can visit us next year.”

tears welled up in your eyes again, spilling down your cheeks.

“no. seriously. i-no! i can’t accept this! this is an insane amount of money for a commission like that. i'll paint for you guys for free. and you’ll return this necklace because i know you spent too much money on it, too.”

“stop talking and just accept the gift,” shoko urged.

“but i don’t deserve it.”

“now you’re just spouting nonsense,” satoru said as he placed a hand on your shoulder and turned you toward the gallery entrance. he pointed at the large banner bearing your gallery information. “what does that banner say?”

“it says my name,” you sniffled, still clutching the flowers and box.

“no, idiot. i'm talking about the quotes.”

“um…” you blinked away tears. “someone truly exceptional…?”

“and?”

“a modern-day van gogh…?”

“one more.”

“art that every being should hope to be privileged enough to experience.”

“good job, you can read!” satoru smiled, giving your shoulders a slight shake. “some snobby rich art critics said that about you. now, stop feeling fucking sorry for yourself and make sure everyone has their attention on you tonight.”

“and deposit the check when you get home,” shoko added.

“yes, please deposit the check,” satoru agreed. “if you lose it, i'll be pissed.”

you wrapped your arms around satoru and shoko, squeezing tight in tearful appreciation. they had no idea… the check would cover over a year’s worth of rent, premium canvases, all fine-haired brushes you could ever want, and even a payment on a car. you swore to yourself that you’d pour your soul into painting them a fucking masterpiece.

“now let go,” satoru said, pushing you away. “and go impress all these high-class art people.”

“okay, okay, i'm going!” you smiled with a sniffle.

wiping your tears away, you waved at your classmates as you walked further into the gallery to greet the small crowd that had arrived. sometime during your conversation, your hands must have stopped trembling.

“you’re gonna be just fine,” you thought to yourself with a grin.

next: part nine

tag list // @bubybubsters @sad-darksoul @corvid007 @kenqki @ikon-teen

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[reverie-starlight]

birds of prey ~ mammon

ehehe since I put my crow costume together and it actually looks really fuckin' cool, I'm gonna write a little mini-fic with mammon based around it. don’t mind the title, it was the first bird related thing I could come up with.

gn!mc, no physical descriptions, but reader wears makeup (non descriptive so it could pass as costume makeup). fluff, but ngl this is very suggestive!! nothing happens tho bc crows happen to be good at prevention. OG obey me setting, pre-established relationship. mammon is possessive bc demon and he is literal greed. lowercase intentional.

"holy shit, MC..." your boyfriend, gasped out as he walked into your room. "you look amazing!”

you grinned at him through the mirror as he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. bringing a hand up, you reached behind to cup his cheek and turned your head to kiss the other one. “thank you, mammon. I won’t lie, I was hoping to surprise you at the party with my costume, but this reaction is pretty good too.”

he shook his head and smiled softly. “I like that I can fawn over ya like this right here. don’t have to worry about any other losers trippin’ over themselves to get your attention. namely asmo.”

you laughed and squeezed one of the arms on your torso with your free hand. “you’re sweet. so…” you touched up your makeup and quickly moved away to face him with a grand pose. “do you have any idea what I’m dressed up as?”

he smiled nervously. “uh…” you watched in amusement as he took in your all black outfit, shoes and the feathers spread over your shoulders. you tried to stay focused when you saw how his eyes went from calculating to just a tad glazed over.

it was a really flattering outfit.

you snapped your fingers once in front of his face and he just grinned when he met your eyes again. “a sexy… fallen angel? isn’t that something you humans turned into a popular costume? ”

you rolled your eyes, both in amusement and shock that he thought you’d turn his reality into a game of dress-up.

“no, silly, I’d never do that to you guys.” you twirled for him and he saw that the feathers weren’t black angel wings at all, but rather…

“wait, babe, are ya a crow?!”

you nodded. “you got it!”

he sighed fondly and cupped your cheek. “you’re somethin’ else, babe, ya know that?”

he took you in one more time and laughed a bit in disbelief. “ya really went as a crow, huh? that’s insane, MC, I love it so much.” he twirled you slowly, and kissed your nose when you faced him again. “you’re definitely cuter than any of my actual crows, not gonna lie.”

you gasped and put a hand over his mouth. “mammon, don’t say that about your children!”

he rolled his eyes and gently took hold of your wrist to remove your glove clad hand. “yeah yeah, I know- the real crows are my kids and we’re one big happy family, I’m so sorry.”

you nod once. “you’re forgiven.”

walking back over to the mirror, you see him move over to sit on your bed. you feel his gaze on you and the air in the room felt very different now that he knew what your costume was.

dressed as something well known to be associated with him in a family of demons vying for your attention… not to mention some angels and nobles…

it was enough to make a demon feel special.

your boyfriend was practically glowing gold at that point and you were almost convinced that if you were to turn out the lights, you’d see two glittery orbs where his eyes should’ve been.

“baby? you good?” you blinked at him with faux innocence through the mirror, wanting to see where it would get you.

he just smirked and shook his head, leaning back on his hands. you felt your body heat up under his gaze but you did your best to keep eye contact with him through the mirror.

“I don’t think we’re gonna make it to that party tonight, babe.”

still trying to ignore the heat building up inside you, you looked back at the mirror and continued touching up your makeup. “oh? and why is that?”

he chuckled. “you’re telling me you didn’t choose that costume for any particular reason? didn’t think about how I might react to it?”

you fought off a smile. “honestly I just thought it’d be cute, but I’m certainly not complaining about all this.”

he slowly got up and stalked over to you once again. he took hold of one of your hands, extending your arm out and pressing kisses along it’s length. shoulder to finger tips. his voice was low.

“yeah? well ya seemed to forget that I’m a demon and that seein’ you dressed to make sure everyone knows you’re mine would stir up some feelings in me.”

you smirked this time and he made note of the mischief in your eyes. “like I said, thought it’d be cute.”

suddenly, with a growl, he spun you around and planted his lips on yours. your arms immediately wrapped around his neck and your hands went to his hair.

just as he was about to start walking backwards into the bed, you both jumped apart at the sound of cawing.

you looked to the window and saw a crow pecking at the glass. mammon groaned when you walked away to let the poor thing in. he recognized the familiar to be hestia, a notoriously needy and curious younger crow he had been taking care of and training as of late.

“MC, please, she needs to learn that I can’t drop everything for her whenever she misses me. I’m trying to train her out of that.”

you glared at him and opened the window, frown turning into a wide grin as the bird immediately flew right into your demon’s face and affectionately started pecking at it.

“ouch! okay, okay, sharp beak, we’ve been over this!”

closing your window again, you rushed over to make sure she didn’t accidentally wound him. thankfully he was okay and the crow happily perched on his shoulder.

you cooed at her and she tilted her head as she seemed to take you in for the first time that night. you had met her many times before, but this time seemed different- she was much more interested in your clothing, it seemed.

mammon, who had just finished recovering from hestia’s form of affection, looked at her and then at you and grinned. “I think she likes your feathers.”

you smiled and used one finger to pet her head. she seemed to like that, as she decided to fly from his shoulder to yours and nipping at the faux feathers and bumping her head against your cheek.

you were absolutely delighted, as you always were whenever one of his crows showed you affection. you once told him that you saw it as the highest honor to be accepted by his familiars.

he couldn’t get over the scene in front of him, so while you were distracted he discreetly got out his D.D.D. and took a few pictures. new lock screen acquired.

eventually he did get the young crow away from you and somehow managed to send her off but almost as soon as he got the window shut again, there was a knock on your door.

“MC, dear, are you almost ready? we’re all waiting for you and mammon in the front hall when you are!” asmo.

you looked at mammon apologetically and called out, “yeah, almost! I’ll be out soon!”

the fifth born’s steps retreated and mammon sighed. “guess we gotta go… but hey,” he said, voice going from annoyed to sincere. “I really love your costume, MC, and you have no idea how much I love that you’re openly showin’ that we belong to each other. especially when we’re going to be in a room full of people who want you.”

you smiled up at him and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “of course, my dear. I love you, I’m all yours. and when we get back from this party…” you leaned up to whisper to him. “you can do whatever you’d like.”

he shivered at that and his eyes were back to glowing with greed. “I’m not sharing ya tonight. they can get as jealous as they want, but like you said, you’re all mine.”

hehe possessive mammon am I right?

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!!!! 🎃

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[queersouthasian]

Now that pit babe is over, going back to rewatch the show and seeing babe push Charlie around 'cause Way can't keep his fucking hands to himself and is continuously manipulating him (the hypnotism thing becomes too obvious with every rewatch ngl) , especially that scene where Babe comes home drunk and distressed, pushing Charlie away saying "you are only a sex partner", this with the scene of Way asking who Charlie was and him saying the same but with the "What a person like me can be?" breaks my heart to fragments. I have mentioned before how Babe is loud in pain and silent in love exactly how Charlie is the damn opposite. So, babe's pain is very prevalent but Charlie's is so subtle. Charlie saying that he can't tell who he and jeff are but they are definitely not fucking is like an open reminder that he desperately was trying to protect two people, his brother and his lover. He looked like a kicked puppy everytime Babe pushed him away, he looked so broken and then the next moment he is smiling. UGHHHH. I cry thinking about how Charlie believed for years he doesn't deserve love 'cause he is way too basic, he is replaceable and someone who can never be anyone's priority. On top of that he takes away people's powers, something not under his control, making him "threatening", thus unlovable. No wonder Charlie didn't expect Babe to mourn his death to the extent he did. Charlie knew Babe would be sad, but "sad" is an understatement to what babe went through during their seperation and how desperately babe denied the death. Charlie never once imagined this to be to that extent. So jeff confirming that Babe was "as sad as" Charlie was, was a direct punch to his face. He was not happy, he was devastated that he hurt babe. There are so many moments where we can see another side to Charlie. His insecurities. In ep 7 when Babe denies Charlie giving up his life and they hug, Charlie has such a gentle look on his face:

He looks so relaxed, a "oh he loves me".

Seeing Charlie being so happy during the reunion made me so so glad they found each other 'cause Babe loves him beyond every boundary, every restriction loving Charlie has been posed. No one ever really loved and cared about Charlie so much. Charlie has to be someone so important to babe for him to enter his abuser's home, working with his assaulter to take down his abuser 'cause how dare he hurt Charlie, his beloved (such a wild sentence my god). No one ever has done 1% of what Babe did for Charlie. Not only this but all the times Babe pushing Charlie away from the face of danger 'cause Charlie's life matters, to him more than anyone.

What actually makes me so happy about CharlieBabe's ending is that, we came around a full circle. Charlie thought he is worthless and the only thing he can offer is care, affection, protection and most importantly love. But in our world, how many people actually care about that? How many will appreciate your love? People even in real life think, love is cringe or something that leads to nothing. Whereas Babe created his "Pit Babe" reputation 'cause that helped him gain attention and love, albeit false and mostly sugar coated but atleast he got cheers and he was so damn scared of those cheers dying down 'cause he was so so starved of affection that loosing his first place meant his life would come to an end. At the end, he ended up really not caring about either his powers or his first place. He only cared about one person, Charlie. Charlie who loved him and loved him like no other. Babe knows no one can love him like Charlie can, like Charlie does. His love is insane in all ways, extremely transparent and only for him to see through. Charlie's ability to love him to the extent he does, the way he does, always left him surprised. He didn't voice it out, but you could see how he always looked so amazed that someone like Charlie, someone so genuine and selfless can love him, that he ever really doubted him. All of which makes his grief and the "I am sorry I always talked bad to you" during ep 10 more painful. He didn't get the chance to let him know how much he meant to him, he thought he made Charlie think the love and protectiveness is one sided. So Babe saying "I love you like I have never loved before, Understood?" Is so damn beautiful, 'cause we finally see Babe telling Charlie, in bold fonts, that he has never experienced love like the love he has for Charlie. Romantic or Platonic, the love he has for his beloved is the most and Charlie is not just his no. 1 lover, he is his sole lover and no.1 in general. The entire journey of Charlie, going from " what a person like me can be?" TO Babe's only priority, his "phi babe" 's only lover and the audience's beloved Charlie is just way too much for my heart.

[lvrcpid]

Need need need more of the modern au

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE. i made this in 10 minutes just for you 🤭

rockets and rollercoasters - modern!au

includes : gn!reader, dad tsu’tey agenda AGAIN!, implied neteyam & ao’nung x reader , lo’ak being hilarious as always , use of (y/n)

at an amusement park with modern!avatar

lo’ak:

— MANNNNN LISTEN

— he wants to ride all the rollarcoasters

— but gets off crying after the first one

— eats hella junk food

— i’m talking cotton candy STAINING HIS FINGERS

— loves loves LOVES THE WATER RIDES

— probably gets pissed off when it’s time to go home

— drags tsireya and you to that big ride where it drops you from like 50 ft in the air

— you’re enjoying it while tsireya and lo’ak are screaming for their parents 50 FT IN THE AIR.

neteyam:

— this sweetheart wins you the biggest bear at one of the stands

— he helps you name it ofc

— you guys name it rob.

— fuckin rob.

— ANYWAYS.

— attempts but fails to get his dad on rides

— he’s definitely a teacups kind of boy

— constantly making sure everyone is good

— poses for the pictures during the rollercoaster drops

— probably does the same ride over and over

— and he drags you along cause why not you know

— probably stops if you complain about feeling sick

— you weren’t you just didn’t wanna ride anymore TEEHEE 🤭

kiri:

— probably didn’t wanna go , neytiri had to drag her to the car

— definitely wearing a sun visor like someone’s nana

— walks around the whole park listening to music

— my girl has a fanny pack and DOESNT CARE

— most likely got on a few rides with lo’ak to shut him up

— i see kiri as a churro girl so definitely spending all her money on churros and overpriced water bottles

— probably got a caricature just for funsies but really liked it in the end

— DIPPIN DOTS.

— okay i’m stopping before shes longer than anyone here

tuk:

— SHES TOO SMALL FOR ANY OF THR RIDES

— dragging jake to the kids part of the park

— “DADDY WATCH ME”

— “i’m watching baby” - a tired father who just wants a break and some water

— probably wore a swim suit under her outfit just in case the park had a water portion, which it did

— her seat was soaking wet when they got back in the car

— made neytiri buy her HELLA PLUSHIES CAUSE “i need them so my squishmallows don’t get lonely”

— our social butterfly made some new friends

— jake sighing cause he has to make new dad friends when he was content with tonowari and tsu’tey

ao’nung:

— WHY IS HE PLAYING BASKETBALL TO WIN YOU A BEAR

— ORIGINALITY IS FREE!!

— loves rollercosters

— and i mean LOVESSSS

— he just goes on the ones that are super high and go super fast

— you know how your stomach shifts when the drop happens

— yeah he lives for that feeling

— probably gets lost in the park and calls you all sassy and huffy

— “come get me damnit.”

— you hang up cause he DIDNT SAY PLEASE.

tsireya :

— probably just in the arcade getting scammed from a crane machine

— crying to her parents abt how she didn’t even get the plush she wanted

— doesn’t even walk near the rollercoasters

— PHOTOBOOTH QUEEN!

— why is she walking around with a turkey leg???

— someone please take that from her??????

— official mom of the group

— she has pain killers , sunscreen , aloe vera???????

— girl came locked and LOADED

— hung around with you until y’all went home cause that sun ZAPPED HER

y/n

— didn’t even wanna come

— your dad threatened to take away your phone

— you jumped your ass in that car so FAST

— you probably got lost too eventually and found ao’nung on your way

— probably eating 4 ice cream cones in 30 minutes cause it was SOOOOO HOTTTTT

— dancing to the music they’re playing cause why are they bumping tyler the creator at an amusement park??

— passing out on a rollercoaster

— okay maybe all of them

— you passed out on all the rollercoasters.

— PROBABLY GETTING WHIPLASH NGL.

a.n// my first ask??? i love this for me??? just a quick reminder my requests are OPEN and i’m glad to see you guys like reading my modern au just as much as i love writing them . my next one has a LITTLE something to do with valentine’s day TEEHEE 🤭

[zombiedumbie]

hurt! [law]

summary: "@makemake22: how about s/o who attending Law injuries? Like, he basically attending all his crew injuries, but he haven't because he doesn't wanna make his crew worried. And suddenly his s/o noticed that."

content: fluff, no pronouns used, basically the summary

pairing: law x gn!reader

word count: 1045

an: hey, this is my first request! I'm kinda nervous ngl.

One of the things you always admired about Law was his ability to sense danger. It had saved the crew several times before, and this time would be no different - if only you had listened.

You had disembarked on a small commercial island, which seemed as peaceful as the dozens of others you had stopped at. Law asked to the crew not to separate, not to wander randomly around the island or cause trouble, but all he received in response was the crew splitting up into small groups and wandering around.

You saw that man falling apart. He sighed loudly and grumbled because no one listened to him; all you could do for him was to stroke his back, tell him that everything would be fine, and that the Log Pose would soon register the island.

You couldn't have been more wrong.

In a matter of hours, you had seen most of the crew lying on the ground, while you forced yourself to fight. The island was under the control of a mafia boss who was not happy to see pirates walking its streets, even though you were just buying a few things and hadn't posed a threat to anyone.

He had managed to take down most of you, targeting the weakest first out of cowardice. Some others were more resilient, like you, who fought until the end. But something else worried you besides your nakamas: You hadn't seen Law for some time, and your heart feared the worst as you stood your ground, landing as many hits as you could before your body gave up on you.

Your lungs burned, and you could hear Bepo shouting your name as you knelt, your vision growing darker. As much as you pushed yourself up, your body didn't respond, but you allowed yourself to truly fall when a thin layer of blue light grew around the place, creating a dome around everyone.

You could see the concern on Law's face, desperate for arriving too late, and from that moment on, everything became a blur. Law switched places with you when he saw you about to be attacked, and the next things you saw were blood, the gleam of a blade, and then swift footsteps.

You opened your eyes some time later, being carried. "Don't move," someone warned, but you didn't want to listen.

You were disoriented as fuck.

"Where's Law?!" you heard your heart pounding in your ears.

"I'm here," he said, standing by your side. "Don't move."

Then you closed your eyes.

When you opened them again, you could see that you were back on the Polar Tang, your companions all awake, some lying down like you, others trying to help those who were more injured. They all seemed concerned about each other. You saw Law among them, bandaging Shachi's injured arm. You tried to sit up, but a weight on your chest stopped you.

You looked to the side and saw Bepo sitting, as if he was watching you. "Law asked me to keep you lying down," the bear said.

You gave him a worried look. You had seen blood, he had been hurt, and you wanted to go to him and take care of his injuries as he was doing for all of you. Law came towards you when he saw that you had finally woken up. He dismissed Bepo before sitting by your side.

"Law, you're hurt," you said, concerned. Bepo hadn't even moved away from you when you exclaimed.

"I didn't get hurt, Y/N. I'm fine," he responded promptly.

"C-Captain, are you okay?!" Bepo seemed desperate.

"I already told you, I'm fine! Don't worry about me."

Just as you admired Law's ability to sense danger, he admired your ability to perceive lies, especially his lies. That's why he looked at you, as if pleading for mercy when he said he wasn't hurt.

It was like a silent conversation. You realized that he didn't want to worry anyone else; he just wanted to make sure that everyone in the crew was okay. You nodded, closing your eyes. He knew he couldn't deceive you; he only asked that no one else worry about him.

He didn't escape your notice once everyone's spirits had calmed down.

A little while later, as everyone gathered to eat, you were pushing him into the infirmary and taking off his shirt. He had hidden the cuts with his coat because he knew they were quite visible.

You saw a huge gash on his back, starting from the shoulder and stopping around the middle of his back, dried blood on his skin, and the wound looked irritated from the friction of the coat.

"Tsk," you began to grumble. "You always take care of others but don't want anyone to take care of you," you complained as you cleaned the blood that had trickled down. His skin was warm.

"I wonder how you would have dealt with this if I wasn't here!" You gently began to clean the wound, and Law winced in pain with each touch. "Would you have asked Bepo for help?!" After spending time by his side, you had learned a few things about first aid. Your favorite part was suturing, but it wasn't as nice to do it on your lover's back.

You sutured the wound so delicately that it seemed more like a caress than a needle stitching his skin. You complained about Law's stubbornness and how he didn't want others to worry about him when he was visibly very injured.

"Raise your arms," you demanded as you wrapped bandages around him. He found it funny how irritated you seemed but at the same time took care of him so lovingly.

Law looked at you with great affection as you tended to the other injuries on his body. Cleaning and bandaging them all with great care, while giving him a good scolding about not hiding these things.

"Well, I don't know how I would have dealt with this if you weren't here," he finally said. "But I can only thank you for being so caring with me." He hugged you suddenly.

As he was sitting on the exam table, his face pressed against your chest. Your hands ran up to his neck, where you caressed him with your thumb. "Never do that again, Law. We all care about you," silence. "I care about you."

You kissed the top of his head. For some reason, your anger disappeared.

#number 1 Trafalgar D. Law fan club

[mdverse]

md's fun silly little top 10(ish) arts of 2024!*

*pretend once again that there's a fun cute doodled banner here (i forgor about it again)

been dealing with major creative burnout for like. half of this year lmao so i have not been drawing anywhere near as much as i wish i had but! perhaps that is all the more reason to look back at the hits i managed so it's time for a top 10 15 best (.... or faves.... this is subjective and i may be biased....) drawings of the year!

15: self-portrait if we're being really honest and vulnerable tonight i actually. don't really like how this drawing looks anymore. it's here purely for sentimental reasons

14: heatstroke!britt... uhhh. yknow. she just. yeah

13: tbosas!sebklaine? i don't actually love the final result tbh but. it's fine i think? bella likes it so that's the most important thing

12: primary colours furtana <3 i'm so biased towards them that i almost ranked this wayyyy higher ngl (it's at like. #8 to me personally)

11: collette jones the loml <3333 non-glee art on this blog??? isn't that wild lol (she momentarily broke me out of art block and also i am deeply in love with her so. that's why she's here)

10: elphie!santana :) i am actively chomping at the bit to make more glozverse art u have no idea it'll be so fun if that actually happens

9: good game <33 i'm actually such a slut for a vibe piece did u guys know that? putting one song on loop and then going wild with the lighting >>>>>

8: mermay brittana! arguably this should be much higher bc those wide water shots came out surprisingly good considering i haven't really drawn water in a hot minute but. i'm bad at ranking my own art lol

7: uht in suits!!! i mean. i think this is self-explanatory. u guys get it (i've seen all ur tags)

6: mistletoe kiss <3 the agony of leaving this out of the top 5... maybe it's just recency bias but i think it's sooo pretty i've missed drawing them

5: furtana my trio of all time <3 this one gets a top 5 placement for being a banger despite also being a big style experiment. i would die for those kids

4: after a long day... so. this one inexplicably became a hit post. and like i kinda get bc it's cute and whatever but also?? how did that happen lmao of all the posts to blow up i was Not expecting it to be a vb au thing (i am v grateful that it did tho. they deserve it <3) (at least one more vb au comic will appear eventually)

3: go for it, santana!! thank god i redid it bc the original wip really wasn't giving lol but. it ended up looking so good. put my whole mdussy into that

2: vb au brittana (wedding edition) ougfjghjf i'm actually still insane over this one.... vb au wedding save me fr... alexa blast lovelight by abba on loop pls and thanku

1: vb au brittana (but the pride month edition) <333 can we just. can we take a moment. not to suddenly gas myself up bc obviously this isn't a flawless drawing but like.... the background and all the little details and the poses?? all the lil easter eggs i snuck in there for fun? this is like. objectively my best drawing of the year. i love them so so much

[ptn-imagines]

ngl i rushed to the inbox at the speed of light. could we please get a continuation of cinnabar and fem chief's romantic relationship headcanons? especially marriage related ones if you will 🥺 thank you!

Thank you for your patience! I had a lot of fun writing this request, though I did focus a lot on the proposal and wedding, so if you want more married life headcanons, well, feel free to ask!

Marriage-related headcanons with Cinnabar and F!Chief

Cinnabar and Chief dated for about five years before Cinnabar finally popped the question, and even that was only due to the egging of her comrades at Serpent Eye.

Cinnabar was so hesitant around the idea of possibly messing things up with her beloved girlfriend that it wasn't until Alyosha posed a grim scenario that she realized she had to act: “You both have a very dangerous line of work, Cinnabar. Either of you could die at any moment and you'd live with the regret of never getting to marry her the rest of your damn life.”

Though Cinnabar truly hoped she would go out before Chief, she was wise enough to know Alyosha's words rang true, so she began to plan her proposal.

Even after she'd made the decision, it still took a while for Cinnabar to get everything ready. A month or two, at least, and she made sure to casually bring up the topic of marriage, just to make sure the Chief was favorable to the idea. Cinnabar felt like she could've fainted from relief when she was.

Several members of Serpent Eye offered to help with her proposal, but Cinnabar turned them down. She didn't want a big, grand gesture, just a small, intimate moment between herself and her girlfriend.

When the day came, Cinnabar stood in front of a grave in an Eastside cemetery, dressed in a fancy suit and holding a bouquet of roses. Her nervous anticipation was at an all-time high as she waited for her girlfriend; she knew this was a bizarre place for a proposal, but Chief would understand and appreciate the sentiment… She hoped.

Indeed, when Chief arrived, she was quite confused, though she accepted the bouquet nevertheless. Cinnabar rolled out a blanket and placed a picnic basket down on it, saying that she wanted to introduce her father to her girlfriend… Understanding dawned on the Chief then.

As the picnic neared its end, Cinnabar had to fight nervous instinct to keep from constantly checking her pockets. The ring box was there, everything would be fine, she needed to stop worrying…

When she determined the moment was right, Cinnabar took a deep breath and shifted to get on one knee. Chief stared at her with wide eyes as she began, professing her endless love and adoration, as well as how happy Chief had made her, and how she wanted to stay eternally by her side…

Cinnabar pulled the small box from her pocket and opened it, revealing the simple but nevertheless beautiful ring within. “Chief, will you marry me?”

For a few moments, Chief seemed shocked still, terrifying moments in which Cinnabar held her breath. Then, the Chief beamed brighter than Cinnabar had ever seen her do so before, hugging her tightly. “Of course I will, Cinnabar,” she whispered, offering her hand for Cinnabar to slide the ring onto.

As they left the graveyard hand-in-hand, Cinnabar paused for a moment to look back at her father's grave… Somehow, she had a feeling that he approved of his daughter's chosen wife.

The members of the Bureau, as well as Serpent Eye, were extremely congratulatory for the pair, and offered their help as well. Cinnabar and Chief were extremely grateful for it, as their jobs were still extremely busy and left little time to plan their wedding.

Langley and Nightingale's help, in particular, was invaluable; there were several officials that protested Chief's union with a Sinner, but with their help, Chief was able to get them to concede and get all the needed paperwork processed.

The day of the wedding finally came around a year later. The chosen venue was an old chapel in Syndicate, miraculously mostly untouched by the hands of time – it did need a little fixing up, but there was no problem.

Cinnabar waited at the altar, trying not to fidget with her suit. Members of Serpent Eye were seated on one side of the venue, and members of the MBCC on the other – her family and the Chief's, respectively.

Finally, the doors opened, and her groomsmen walked down the aisle. Her Best Man, Alyosha, nodded at her as he took his place at her side. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to Cinnabar.

Now came the Chief's bridal party. She'd opted to have two Maids of Honor – Zoya and Shalom. The Paradeisian was more than happy wearing a dress, but Zoya had been allowed to wear a suit.

The ring bearer and flower girl could be none other than Hecate and Hella. Though many of the kids in the MBCC had wanted the positions, everyone kind of already figured it'd go to those two, and were happy enough being bridesmaids for the Chief.

Finally, Chief herself made her appearance. Cinnabar's breath caught in her throat as she laid eyes on her bride; as per tradition, she hadn't been allowed to see Chief the night before the wedding, so this was Cinnabar's first time seeing her in her gown; pure white, simple but flowing, with minimal lace. Very Chief-like, Cinnabar thought.

Langley had been chosen to walk Chief down the aisle and hand her off to Cinnabar. When her bride-to-be stopped in front of her and smiled, Cinnabar felt as though her heart might beat out of her chest.

Their vows were simple and sweet, yet brought many to tears – including the brides themselves. Not a single person doubted that these two were made for each other.

When Nightingale announced that she could kiss the bride, Cinnabar felt overwhelmed. She gathered Chief into her arms, hugging her close as they tenderly kissed, met by the cheers and applause of their friends and family.

Indeed, Cinnabar was sure this would be the happiest day of her life. The reception passed in a blur and mostly without incident, but Cinnabar had never felt more elated than in this moment.

(The ‘mostly without incident’ was due to Hella trying to start a food fight. Luckily, Chief reined her in fairly quickly.)

Unfortunately, due to the demands of their work lives, the two of them didn't really have time to have a honeymoon. It was a shame, because they could have used one. They did manage to snag a weekend off, though, which they spent at an Eastside hotel, doing their best to forget about work and enjoy their newlywed life.

Still, when they returned to the Bureau, not much changed. The wedding was mostly a legal formality, a status change recognized by official channels; in truth, the two had behaved like an adoring, married couple for many years prior.

In fact, the biggest change was that, by combining their marriage documents with Cinnabar's exceptional bill of behavior, Chief was able to wrangle special privileges that allowed Cinnabar to share her room with her, rather than having to return to her cell each night.

And as Cinnabar fell asleep that night, her wife in her arms, she couldn't help but think that was more than enough.

[caramelstarlight]

I shall keep requesting, fellow Nari fan! Alright, Cyno x reader and Cyno finds out the reader is the designer of TCG cards (character, summons, food, etc.)

sure go ahead. You’re the reason why this is alive lmao.

Very interesting… maybe he came searching for us like he did for albedo for his designs… I tend to have at least 10 paragraphs for these ngl.

Player and Designer

Cyno x Reader | Fluff | <3 | Surpise Encounter (Cyno finds Reader in Pupsa Cafe and he has a crush!) reader hails from Inazuma and moved after the decree was lifted. Reader has long sleeves bc yes.

Surprisingly Cyno was off at the time. Heading to Pupsa cafe to duel more people. Sure the cats tail has many players but it’s too far to travel for just a short time.

You were one of the main designers for the cards. Using your artistic talent to make the games cards beautiful and successfully making it seem to move in different directions. You used to stay in Lambads tavern but the whiff of alcohol could make it harder to concentrate.

Designing another card for a different vision bearer you looked at the recent drafts you had saved. From how you started the pose to the background and their signature card. Making sure it sparkles when they get the dynamic one. Often getting a reserved table in pupsa cafe with little disturbances.

Many knew you were working for them. Always asking you for advice even if you weren’t an active player you sure did enjoy how happy others were and enjoyed your art. You finished your draft looking at it once more before going onto the next one. As cyno stepped in he couldn’t believe his eyes. Who wouldn’t?

You, one of the main people involved in the making of TCG right in front of him? Of course it sounds like he’s dreaming. But you were there. With a few watching you work as they gave you suggestions. Others were interested in the process.

Cyno was different. He had a crush on you. But he was afraid he would scare you since he was told he could always have a serious face. He always tried to lighten the mood with his jokes and cards. His gaze lingered on you as you finished the card. Handing it to the beta testers to see if it could work well and would be balanced.

Getting up and turning around, you almost fell out of surpise and he catched you. All the attention on the both of you as you slightly blushed from embarrassment. He pulled you back up and removed his hand from your back.

“Thanks General Mahamatra.” You’d tell him as you bowed down to him for a few seconds before getting back up. You stayed silent as you both stood there awkwardly. “You don’t have to call me General Mahamatra. Cyno is enough.” He’d tell you.

“I’ll keep that in mind G- Cyno.” You said as you offered him a handshake. He agreed and felt how soft your hand was. His was mostly rough. “Do you need anything? I don’t think I can provide much help for TCG. I’m just the main designer for it. I may be a master player but I’m busy creating cards.” You said as you let go. Waving the server over. Sitting yourself down and let cyno go sit on the opposing side.

“I don’t need anything really. I just wanted to say I love your art for the cards.” He’d tell you as blush slightly covered your face. “O-oh…! I wasn’t expecting that.” Trying to cover your face with a fan similar to ayakas.

He was surprised at how easily you could blush. But he wouldn’t tease you for it. You ordered what you wanted. “Do you want anything? I’ll pay for it. I have a discount and a lot of mora.” You told him as he told what he wanted.

“Thank you for being generous Y/N.” “You’re welcome Cyno. It’s not often I can see you off work. Maybe take some more time off. It would do you some good. I can tell from here that your body is a bit sore and tense.” You told him as you analyzed his body. Your eyes lingered on his chest for a few moments then it should and you covered your face with your fan again.

“sorry for staring cyno.” You’d tell him as he accepted it. Finding it adorable, getting both of your orders as you ate lunch. “Anyways, I thought you would’ve wanted a card so I decided to give you one anyway. This one is quite exclusive. Only a few have these beside the crew.” You stated as you handed a signed card of him that was dynamic.

“You didn’t have to give me this Y/N. You’re too kind.” “Take it as a present. Anyways do you want to come somewhere with me? It’s safe I promise.” “Sure I have another 30 minutes to spare before I have to go back.” He followed you and you brought him to a spot in the avidya forest.

“I thought to show you. It’s a really nice spot.” You said as you listened to the waterfall with slight chirps of birds. Animals were peaceful and he was in awe. He had never came across it. “Thank you for bringing me here. I’ll be sure to return the favors.” “I actually wanted to tell you something.”

You both said as laughter came out. “Cyno you can go first.” “Alright. This may be sudden but I would like to tell you that I have had a crush on you for a long time. I remember seeing you at a public event and I just fell in love instantly.” He admitted as you listened. “Oh that’s what you wished to tell me-?” He nodded slightly confused by the answer. “Oh uh no there’s nothing wrong! It’s just that is also what I wanted to tell you Cyno.” You said shyly as he smiled softly.

He hugged you and embraced it. Staying silent as the peace was comforting. “So… does that mean you wouldn’t mind dating me-? I won’t be a burden will I?” “Of course you won’t. I won’t regret dating you. Nobody should.”

“Do you want to announce it to the public or wait? We are both well known so it will be hard to keep it a secret.” “Does my love need to be a secret to others?” “Well no I-“ “Then it is decided. It can be announced to the public.” You both sat down near each other. Talking about topics that both of you were interested in. Sadly cyno had to leave but the next day it was told and known to everyone.

Whenever he could Cyno would be with you and try to keep you safe. You would have an higher and bigger target on your back. Being someone famous and the General Mahamatras partner could be super dangerous. It could be risky to trust others.